Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 209 Lin Feng Becomes a Killing Machine

At this moment, at Lu Wen's feet, the Great Elder Lu Jun and the Second Elder Lu Qi were kneeling respectfully. Lu Jun raised his head slightly, his weathered face furrowed with deep lines. He said worriedly, "Patriarch, there's said to be someone named Lin Feng with Chen Xin'er. He's a difficult character with unfathomable strength."

Lu Wen frowned, his brows furrowed as if they could pinch a fly to death. He said disdainfully, "Even if Lin Feng has some ability, so what? We have so many people, how can we be afraid of a young boy like him? Our Lu family is a powerful family in Lulin Town, and it will tremble if you stomp your feet. How can we miss such a good opportunity?"

Lu Qi also said immediately, "Master, you still need to be cautious. You see, our Deadpools are not very strong, only at the second or third level of martial arts. Although you are already a half-step master, it is said that Lin Feng is not an easy opponent."

Lu Wen waved his hands impatiently, and his wide sleeves brought up a gust of wind: "Stop talking nonsense. With so many of us coming together, can't we capture a little girl?" There was a determination glint in his eyes, and the desire for wealth and fame had completely occupied his mind.

Lu Wen stood up, his tall figure appearing particularly majestic under the light. He shouted, "Get everything ready! When the moon is obscured by dark clouds, it will be the perfect time for us to act." His voice echoed through the hall, and his serious expression made everyone present dare not slack off.

The faces of the assassins were grim, their weapons tightly gripped, gleaming coldly under the light. Their eyes gleamed with excitement, as if they had already seen the mountain of black crystal coins. Lu Jun and Lu Qi exchanged a glance and shook their heads helplessly. They knew the patriarch had made up his mind, and there was no point in saying anything more.

At that moment, the moon hung high in the sky, its light illuminating the entire land of Lulin Town. A few dark clouds drifted slowly across the sky, like a group of mischievous children, occasionally blocking the moon's bright light. The moonlight flickered under the clouds, like a natural magic trick of light and shadow.

Inside the inn, Xu Tian was immersed in cultivation. His aura was steady and lingering, as if blending seamlessly with his surroundings. He had a single thought in mind: to continuously improve his own strength, so he could better protect those around him. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, but he remained oblivious, still immersed in his state of cultivation.

Meanwhile, in that mysterious forest, Hu Fei and his men were quietly approaching the inn. A sneer etched on his face, one filled with greed and confidence. He thought to himself, "Chen Xin'er is mine. No one can snatch her from me." His steps were light and swift, like a cheetah poised for action in the darkness.

In this silent night, all forces are stirring, and the tense atmosphere seems to be suffocating. The moon hanging high in the sky seems to be a silent witness to this impending battle of fate, silently watching all this.

On the roof of the inn, Lin Feng sat quietly, like a stern statue. His gaze was fixed on the bright moon in the sky. Just then, a dark cloud drifted slowly towards him, obscuring the bright moonlight. Lin Feng's brow furrowed slightly, a subtle hint of alarm flashing across his sharp gaze. The next second, his figure vanished like a ghost.

In a dark alley, Lin Feng's figure flashed out like a ghost. He stood there quietly, like a god of war emerging from the darkness. Before him stood a large group of people, each with a fierce look on their faces, exuding a disgusting, bloody aura. Leading them was a Grandmaster, tall and frail, with a face thick with flesh, and a pair of eyes flashing with a fierce gleam.

The master frowned, looked at Lin Feng, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Friend, who are you? Why are you blocking our way?" His eyes were full of vigilance, and his hand was tightly holding a big knife that was shining with cold light.

Lin Feng raised his head slightly, his features blurred in the darkness, but his icy gaze seemed to penetrate the soul. He made no attempt to explain, simply raising his hand slowly, his movements both graceful and cold. With a gentle wave, a powerful stream of Qi emanated instantly, like a streak of silk. The Qi contained such immense power that wherever it passed, the group of people were instantly reduced to a bloody mist before they could even utter a scream.

The Grandmaster's eyes widened in terror. He tried to dodge, but the Qi was too fast. He was struck by the Qi and fell heavily to the ground, dying and covered in wounds. He lay on the ground, looking at Lin Feng. Suddenly, an expression of extreme fear appeared in his eyes, and he said in a trembling voice, "You, you, you are actually Lin Feng?"

Lin Feng's face was expressionless, like an emotionless killing machine. He didn't give the Grandmaster a chance to continue speaking. He raised his right hand and flicked it gently. A sharp blade of energy instantly appeared and flew towards the Grandmaster lying on the ground. The blade was as fast as lightning. In a moment, the Grandmaster's head flew off, and blood splattered all over the ground. At this moment, Lin Feng's figure disappeared again. His movements were clean and smooth, without the slightest hesitation, as if in his eyes, these people were just a group of ants.

Lin Feng knew very well that Hong Niu and the others were just the vanguard, and they were just civilians. But the people coming now were the real vicious criminals who came for the bounty.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the inn, Hu Fei and his troops were quietly approaching Chen Xin'er's residence. A sinister smile played across Hu Fei's face, and he secretly gloated, "Chen Xin'er will soon be mine, and those 100,000 Mysterious Crystal Coins will be mine too." His footsteps were light and swift, like a hungry wolf closing in on its prey.

In the inn, Xu Tian was immersed in his cultivation. An invisible aura seemed to form around him, the power fluctuations emanating from his cultivation. Suddenly, he opened his eyes abruptly, and a sharp light flashed in his previously calm gaze. He sensed an evil aura approaching, and that aura filled him with a strong sense of disgust. He stood up, gripped his weapon tightly, and swore silently in his heart: "No matter who wants to harm Xin'er and the others, they must get past me first."