Chapter 158: Victory!

  On the battlefield, there was a moment of silence, and even the two third-level puppet spirits controlled by Ziqi temporarily stopped their attacks.

  One sword cut off Chu Tong, but the momentum that condensed on Lin Feng's body did not dissipate, standing there like a god of slaughter.

  "My goodness, isn't this a bit too exaggerated?" Meng Qiu looked at Lin Feng standing with his sword in hand, and his face showed a shocked expression.

  Killing the 9th rank of Neijiaquan's strongman, this is not as simple as skipping ranks and fighting, after all, Lin Feng's surface level is only at Tiger Shape Fist 7th rank, even if he is a symbol master with a strong soul, his strength shouldn't be so off the charts.

  Her eyes sparkled with a hint of green, and she murmured: "The first time I met you, I knew you weren't that simple. Now it seems, indeed not..."

  Liu Qing's small face was full of surprise, but soon calmed down, her clear eyes looked at Chu Jian, and there was a hint of hidden pleasure in the depths of her eyes.

  Killing Chu Tong is equivalent to cutting off one of Chu Jian's arms. The situation in this battle has become clear.

  But if she could kill Chu Jian... even if it meant becoming Lin Feng's slave, she wouldn't mind.

  This man, nominally her uncle, was the beginning of her miserable fate in childhood. If it weren't for his visit that year, and what he did to her and her sister Liu Feifei first, their sisters' fate would not have been so unbearable.

  To kill Chu Jian, she is willing to pay any price, even her own life.

  …………

  "Canglang three stacks, it's actually Canglang three stacks, you are the descendant of Lin Heng." Chu Jian looked at Lin Feng, his handsome face slightly distorted, and shouted in a hoarse voice.

  Lin Feng let out a cold hum, his hand gripping the heavy sword tightly, with fresh blood dripping from it. He lightly licked his lips, and a hint of a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.

  "Light Dance, how could you be with the person who killed your own mother, you damned girl!" Chu Jian shouted at Liu Qingwu.

  Liu Qingwu's eyes flashed with cold light as she gazed at Chu Jian, her expression icy and silent.

  "Haha, good." Zhi Ming also reacted from the shock and burst into loud laughter, saying: "Lin Feng, let's end this quickly, we'll go up together and kill them all at once."

  As soon as the order was given, the two third-level puppet warriors' eyes flashed simultaneously and charged towards the last Golden Scale Guard. The second-level puppet warrior, Qi Wu, also charged towards that Golden Scale Guard, while Lin Feng retreated several meters, his eyes fixed on that Golden Scale Guard, his blood-stained heavy sword raised high, slowly adjusting his pace.

  Canglang San Die originated from riding skills, although Lin Feng successfully transformed it into a footwork technique. However, it still requires a certain distance to accelerate and build up momentum, so when using this move, one must maintain a certain distance from the opponent.

  The last Golden Scale Guard, who had been silent since Chu Tong's death, suddenly let out a loud roar and said: "Sword Young Master, join forces to kill this person first!" With that, he mustered all his strength, raised his heavy sword and charged towards Lin Feng at high speed, completely disregarding the two third-level Puppeteers behind him.

  His eyes had only Lin Feng, his eyes were full of angry flames, whether or not he could kill Lin Feng, his back would inevitably suffer a heavy blow from the two third-level puppet masters at the same time. At this moment, seeing that all the disciples had already died, this powerful warrior of the Blade Sect finally went all out.

  One man's desperate struggle, a thousand men find hard to resist. The last Golden Scale Guard burst forth with an iron-blooded determination that shook the heavens.

  Chu Jian gritted his teeth and suddenly accelerated, no longer paying attention to Qi Ming behind him, and rushed towards Lin Feng at high speed.

  If Lin Feng wasn't dealt with in time, even if Qi Ming's transformation ended, their side would still be at an absolute disadvantage. After all, the power of two three-level Symbol Puppets was already comparable to that of their two internal martial arts ninth-level masters.

  Lin Feng's eyes shone brightly, his gaze fixed solely on the Golden Scale Guards in front of him, completely ignoring Chu Jian behind him, still rapidly adjusting his footsteps.

  At such a moment, he would absolutely not retreat, as for his own back... According to the strong habits of the military, one must trust the ability of their comrades.

  With a loud roar, his face flashed with blood color, and the bloodthirst in his eyes grew even stronger. His speed suddenly increased by several degrees as he chased after Chu Jian at high speed. At this moment, he was also willing to consume his own energy to once again boost his power.

  Boom boom boom boom.

  His feet pounded the ground, like a rapid drumbeat, Lin Feng completely entered a strange state, the entire world seemed to have fallen silent, with only his own footsteps in his ears, and in his eyes, only the rapidly approaching Golden Scale Guards.

  The primordial energy of heaven and earth gathered around his body, condensing on the heavy sword's blade, and with a swift motion, he raised the heavy sword high before slashing down heavily.

  Jinlin Wei let out a loud roar and swung his heavy sword with both hands, slashing down at Lin Feng with great force.

  Dandelion.

  Lin Feng took a heavy step forward, and in the instant when the two heavy swords collided, the heavenly energy that had been accumulating on the swords suddenly burst forth.

  "Hum, boom, bang, crash."

  The sound was like thunder booming, two heavy swords heavily collided together.

  Lin Feng and Jin Lin simultaneously let out a muffled hum, each retreating two steps.

  The golden scales guard rushed towards Lin Feng at high speed, closing the distance between them. As a result, the energy Lin Feng condensed this time was much less than when he killed Chu Tong. This time, the two men's collision ended in a stalemate.

  Jin Linwei retreated in a hurry, and two icy heavy fists almost simultaneously smashed onto his back.

  Two third-level Soul Masters' full-force blows, how could his mortal body withstand it? This Gold Scale Guard was almost directly blown into a pulp of flesh, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

  At this time, Chu Jian had already rushed to Lin Feng's back and heavily punched Lin Feng's spine.

  "Big Brother Lin." Ye Lü's voice rose in a shrill cry.

  "Roar."

  With a loud roar, another fist flew out of his hand and heavily smashed into Chu Jian's back.

  Lin Feng didn't turn around at all, and instead suddenly stomped the ground, his body sliding to the left with great force, trying to avoid Chu Jian's attack.

  "Slap."

  Chu Jian suddenly exerted his strength and crushed a token in his left hand.

  A faint white glow flashed and enveloped his body.

  Protect the body and nourish the vital energy.

  The Chi Ming's fist was heavily pounded on the white light and bounced back, while Chu Jian's fist was heavily pounded on Lin Feng's left chest.

  "Crack."

  After a loud crash, Lin Feng let out a painful hum, his body flew heavily, and blood spurted from his mouth. Although he had dodged with all his might, Chu Jian's punch still broke almost all the ribs on his left side.

  After all, it's an attack from a strong master of Neijiaquan's ninth level, and it's not that easy to dodge completely.

  "Lin Feng." Zhi Ming let out a loud roar and rushed to Chu Jian's front, his hands already wearing a new pair of boxing gloves, his eyes flashing with ferocity as he heavily smashed towards Chu Jian.

  Pong Pong.

  Both fists almost simultaneously landed on Chu Jian's body. Chu Jian had no time to dodge, and the white light on his body was also slightly trembling.

  "This guy's strength is actually so formidable."

  His body and spirit were both shaken, Chu Jian was greatly shocked and lost his composure, he had already lost the courage to pursue and kill Lin Feng, and with great effort, he jumped back, dodging Qi Ming's next attack.

  Qizheng angrily shouted and chased after Chusword with large strides, while the two three-level talismans also quickly pounced over and rushed towards Chusword, whose body was flashing with white light.

  Chu Jian was not a warrior, and his body's yuanqi could not last long. Such a treasure was extremely precious to him, otherwise he would not have used it until the last moment. Faced with the siege of three people equivalent to the ninth level of internal family boxing, Chu Jian had already lost the courage to continue fighting, and didn't even want the ancient sword stuck in the ground, only wanting to quickly escape.

  However, the two third-level puppets were extremely fast and seemed to be in sync with each other, forming a subtle encirclement that tightly surrounded Chu Jian.

  Ye Lü Lü and Meng Qiu rushed to Lin Feng, seeing that Lin Feng's eyes were tightly closed and he was lying on the ground, already unconscious. Ye Lü Lü hastily cried out: "Big Brother Lin!" Her eyes had already begun to redden.

  "Yè Lǜ is still green, he hasn't died yet! Don't be a ghost, save him first!" Meng Qiu hastily said.

  Yè Lǜlǜ suddenly realized that Lin Feng still had a weak breath, and hastily nodded his head, reached into his pocket to grab a medicinal pill, pried open Lin Feng's mouth and put it in.

  At this time, Qi Ming had already caught up with Chu Jian, and his huge fists were pounding towards Chu Jian like raindrops. The two puppet guards were also surrounding Chu Jian, their icy and heavy fists falling one after another. Chu Jian was dodging left and right, trying to escape the encirclement of the three, but every time he tried, he was ruthlessly pounded back by the iron fists.

  "Brother, let's talk this out, don't fight anymore." Seeing the protective yuanqi on his body being battered to near collapse, Chu Jian was also greatly shocked and repeatedly called out.

  At the same time, he was secretly lamenting in his heart. This young master of the Wan State Qi family had actually been able to sustain himself for so long after transforming. If it were just these two puppet spirits, he still had a chance to escape, but with this additional one, he was surrounded and couldn't break through.

  "Stop hitting me, I surrender. Spare my life and I'll pay any price." Chu Jian begged.

  "It's too late for begging now." Zhi Ming bellowed loudly, one fist heavier than the other, fiercely smashing towards Chu Jian.

  With a soft whoosh, the protective yuanqi on Chu Jian's body finally completely collapsed.

  Peng.

  Feng Li and Qi Ming exchanged a blow, Chu Jian let out a miserable cry, his entire arm completely limp.

  Two third-level puppets simultaneously swung their fists and heavily smashed them onto Chu Jian's body.

  A mournful cry, the most sorrowful and shrill one, echoed through the air as he fell heavily to the ground, a mouthful of blood spraying out, amidst which were fragments of internal organs.

  Two figures surrounded him, their eyes coldly staring at Chu Jian.

  "Crack crack crack crack"

  Zi Ming's body quickly shrunk, his face turned extremely pale, and he heavily sat on the ground. The battle just now had consumed too much of his strength, making it extremely difficult for him to recover.

  But in the end, I won.

  "This can't be, this can't be." Chu Jian spat out another mouthful of blood, looking at the internal organs scattered inside, and let out a terrified scream: "How could I die here, how could I die here? I'm the future master of the Blade Gate, how could I die here?"

  Liu Qingwu gazed coldly at Chu Jian, her slender body trembling violently as she gripped the dagger tightly.

  This devil in human skin will finally die.

  "The future master of the Blade Gate, haha, my good brother, even if you don't die here, how can the position of the master of the Blade Gate possibly fall to you?"

  A soft laugh sounded, and a handsome young man suddenly appeared in front of Chu Jian, looking at him with a mocking expression.

  "Chu Nan, it's you." Chu Jian looked at the handsome young man, his face suddenly changing color.