The white-robed young master was sitting on a golden chair. Behind him was a bewitching woman who was giving him a massage. The bewitching woman's voice was filled with seduction as she asked, "Young master, is it comfortable?"
"Haha! Very good! Little slut, let me have some fun!"
The white-robed young master directly embraced the bewitching woman in his arms. His right hand reached into the clothes of the bewitching woman and began to fondle her. The bewitching woman let out a series of moans. To do such a thing in broad daylight without any restraint, it was truly too promiscuous.
"The jungle is so big and you only caught one person. You're disappointing me," said the young man in white clothes.
The young man in white clothes was enjoying himself and talking icily.
The cultivators around him turned pale and hastily said, "Prince, the Savage Forest is too big, so the cultivators who came here are scattered. We've already caught more than a hundred people. We can't find more in this area. If we want to catch more people, we'll have to go farther to find our targets."
"That winged snake is extremely cunning. He ate more than a hundred people and we still haven't caught him. Tie them all up and bait him. This time, we must succeed."
Said the young man in white clothes icily.
"Spare us, Young Master! Please spare us!" When the cultivators who had been tied up heard that they were about to become winged snake's bait, they all started begging loudly.
"Begging for mercy is useless. That's all you lowly people can do," said the young man in white clothes. He killed people as if they were wheat.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and tie that little boy up!" Said the young man in white clothes icily.
"Yes, Young Master."
A cultivator jumped up and landed next to Lin Feng. He tried to grab Lin Feng.
Lin Feng turned his head and looked at that cultivator. It was one of the cultivators who had brought him here. Lin Feng smiled icily. He waved his right hand and used the Great Saint's Chopping Technique on that cultivator's chest.
"Ahhh …"
That cultivator gave a horrible shriek and was blown thirty meters away. He fell heavily on the ground and twitched a few times. He couldn't move anymore. He had no Qi. Lin Feng had crushed his internal organs. He had died on the spot.
"You helped the tyrant and harmed people. You deserve to die."
A cold voice suddenly resounded in the forest.
The whole forest was silent.
Everyone was dumbstruck.
The cultivator who had been killed by Lin Feng was at the seventh Celestial Layer.
Lin Feng, a fifteen-year-old young man, had punched a cultivator at the seventh Celestial Layer dozens of meters away? And he had been killed on the spot?
It was really shocking.
"Oh, I didn't expect you to be so strong." The young man didn't get angry when he saw that his subordinates had been killed. Instead, he smiled and waved his hand. "All of you, attack! Don't kill him, capture him alive. I'll feed him to Winged Serpent and let him experience what it's like to be swallowed whole."
. "Kill."
Immediately, more than ten cultivators surrounded Lin Feng. They were all very fast and had fierce gazes.
Even though Lin Feng had shown that he was extremely strong, these people weren't afraid.
Firstly, they had the advantage in numbers.
Secondly, these people thought that their companions had been careless and had been caught off guard by Lin Feng.
More than ten cultivators quickly surrounded Lin Feng. At this moment, Lin Feng moved. He did not retreat. Instead, he moved forward and rushed towards the cultivators.
"Little brother, run. You are not a match for these people."
"Little brother, run for your life. Otherwise, you will be eaten by the snake."
The cultivators who were tied up all shouted loudly.
Although they might be fed to the Winged Serpent soon, they did not want to see Lin Feng suffer like them.
Facing the siege of more than ten cultivators, Lin Feng was like a gust of wind. He was extremely fast. He rushed into the crowd and flashed around.
The other party had all kinds of weapons in their hands, such as sabers, swords, and so on. They were all slashed towards Lin Feng. They were all easily dodged by Lin Feng.
Lin Feng leisurely walked through the crowd, dodging the attacks of these cultivators.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Then, the sound of a loud slap was heard continuously. One cultivator after another was sent flying.
Lin Feng was in the crowd. He slapped a person flying.
Lin Feng's current strength had reached 12,800 jin. One could imagine how terrifying the strength of this slap was.
One cultivator after another was sent flying. Lin Feng had slapped them so hard that their faces were bruised.
"Ah …"
These cultivators let out incomparably shrill screams. They fell to the ground and wailed happily. There were even some who were directly slapped to death by Lin Feng.
"Oh my God …"
"What did I just see?"
"Is this real?"
The cultivators who were tied up cried out in disbelief.
These were all elite cultivators. Each of their cultivation was at least at the Seventh Firmament of Martial Artist. There were even a few Eighth Firmament of Martial Artist experts.
However, they couldn't even withstand one move from Lin Feng.
The white-clothed young master's face also became gloomy. He said coldly, "Brat, you actually killed so many of my subordinates. You deserve to die ten thousand times."
"Those who help the tyrant, kill." Lin Feng said coldly.
"Zhang Kuang, kill him."
The white-clothed young master ordered.
The only cultivator who was still standing was the cultivator who made Lin Feng feel danger. This person's cultivation was at the ninth level of the Warrior realm. His strength was unfathomable.
"Young master, don't worry. I will definitely let this brat die without a burial place."
Zhang Kuang received the order. He laughed sinisterly and rushed towards Lin Feng.
"Berserk God's Fist Skill."
Zhang Kuang shouted loudly and used a powerful fist skill. As soon as this fist skill was used, Zhang Kuang's body emitted a wild and tyrannical Qi. He was invincible.
"Brat, if you die under my Berserk God's Fist Skill, you can die in peace." Zhang Kuang's face was filled with a sinister smile.
This was a low-level Profound Level Martial Skill. It was extremely powerful. After Zhang Kuang had obtained this Berserk God's Fist Skill, he had never lost a single battle.
"This person's strength has reached 25,600 jin. It's double of mine."
Lin Feng's face showed a trace of seriousness.
However, Lin Feng didn't retreat.
Lin Feng felt that the young master was even stronger than Zhang Kuang.
If he couldn't get rid of Zhang Kuang, when the young master attacked, he would definitely die.
"Little brother, this person is at the ninth level of the Warrior realm. Run quickly."
The cultivators who were tied up shouted loudly and looked at Lin Feng worriedly.
Lin Feng didn't run away. Instead, he rushed towards Zhang Kuang.
"Devouring Martial Spirit!"
"Ancient Dragonesque Elephant Skill!"
Lin Feng instantly used his strongest attack.
Although Lin Feng's Devouring Martial Spirit didn't have any attacking power, it had a strong restrictive power.
When Zhang Kuang arrived beside Lin Feng, Lin Feng immediately used his Devouring Martial Spirit.
A black hole flew out of Lin Feng's dantian and covered a one-meter radius around him.
This was the limit that Lin Feng could release at this stage.
However, this was enough. Zhang Kuang was shrouded in the black hole and his movements were greatly hindered. His speed was greatly reduced and his strength was also greatly weakened by Lin Feng's black hole.
Lin Feng shouted and used the Ancient Dragonesque Elephant Skill. A tyrannical punch instantly struck towards Zhang Kuang.
Bang!
Lin Feng and Zhang Kuang fiercely attacked each other. The strength of the Dragonesque Elephant was completely released.
Crack.
Zhang Kuang's arm was directly broken. Lin Feng's explosive punch didn't lose its momentum and fiercely hit Zhang Kuang's chest.
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