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Chapter 587

Words:2265Update:22/06/25 08:30:13

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Just as this brazen punch was about to hit Lin Feng, Lin Feng took a step to the left.

This punch directly hit nothing but air.

"How could he dodge my punch?"

Qin Zheng's eyes widened. He felt that something was wrong and wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

Lin Feng had already made his move and punched Qin Zheng's abdomen.

A muffled bang was heard.

Everyone saw that the Myriad Immortal Sect cultivator named Qin Zheng was sent flying as if he had been hit by a huge mountain.

Crack, crack …

Many of Qin Zheng's bones were broken. He flew hundreds of meters and fell to the ground, motionless. No one knew whether he was dead or alive.

Silence …

The entire mountain forest was silent.

Although Qin Zheng was not a top expert, he was still at the Fifth Firmament of the Martial King Realm. Yet, he was sent flying hundreds of meters by a Third Firmament of the Martial King Realm. Wasn't this too unbelievable?

"Challenging someone of a higher realm, this guy is not simple!"

Many people suddenly began to talk about it.

Any cultivator who could challenge someone of a higher realm had amazing battle strength and would be valued by any sect.

After a short moment of surprise, many people frowned.

Although Lin Feng had defeated Qin Zheng, he was still a Fifth Firmament Martial King.

After all, Lin Feng was only a Third Firmament Martial King.

So what if he could defeat Qin Zheng?

The Myriad Immortal Sect was full of experts.

The Fifth Firmament Martial King was the lowest level of cultivation.



"Is this trash here to make a fool of himself?" Lin Feng sneered and walked toward Zuo Haoyang step by step. "You insulted my fellow disciple. Today, I will take your life!"

Hearing Lin Feng's cold voice, many people felt a chill down their spines.

But there were also sneers.

A Third Firmament Martial King cultivator dared to say that he would take Zuo Haoyang's life. This was simply the biggest joke in the world.

After seeing Qin Zheng being sent flying, Zuo Haoyang's face became extremely gloomy.

He waved his hand and said, "Deal with this brat."

In Zuo Haoyang's opinion, killing off Lin Feng was not a difficult task. The law of the jungle was the law of survival in the Thunder Blade Secret Zone. They had killed off a good number of cultivators before, either for the sake of snatching their treasures or because of some conflicts.

As for Lin Feng?

He was just a minor character who couldn't cause any waves.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh …"

As soon as Zuo Haoyang finished speaking, five or six cultivators from the Myriad Immortals Sect rushed toward Lin Feng with cold expressions.

"The Myriad Immortal Sect has to take this seriously. Being besieged by so many experts is almost certain death!"

Many people looked at Lin Feng with pity in their eyes.

Offending the Myriad Immortal Sect meant death.

Boom!

At this time, a terrifying aura surged out from Lin Feng's body. This powerful aura struck the cultivators from Myriad Immortal Sect who were charging towards Lin Feng.

Plop, plop …

Everyone saw that the cultivators were kneeling on the ground one by one.

"Ah!"

They roared and wanted to get up, but the more they struggled, the greater the pressure they had to endure.

Puff puff puff!

One by one, they vomited blood from the powerful aura.

Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded.

What was going on?

"What a powerful aura. That guy is definitely not just at the Third Sky of the Martial King Realm. I'm afraid he's hiding his cultivation."

Someone exclaimed.

The rest of the people also came back to their senses and looked at Lin Feng in shock.

Such a powerful aura, this should have risen to the level of "Force", right?

Condensing "Force" in the Martial King Realm was as difficult as ascending to the heavens. It was said that it was even more difficult than condensing "Spirit".

Spirit relied on talent.

Not only did Force require talent, it also required special encounters to be formed.



"Everyone, attack!"

Zuo Haoyang's face was extremely gloomy. He waved his hand and shouted coldly.

The rest of the cultivators, including the five Ninth Sky of the Martial King Realm experts, rushed toward Lin Feng with killing intent in their eyes.

"Boom, boom, boom …"

More than a dozen experts attacked together.

"Even the five Ninth Sky of the Martial King Realm experts are attacking together. Even if that kid condenses" Force ", I'm afraid he can't resist the siege of so many experts, right?"

"Yeah, two fists can't fight four hands, not to mention that he's facing more than a dozen experts."

Many people whispered to each other.

Obviously, no one was optimistic about Lin Feng's chances.

However, they soon realized how wrong they were. An even more violent and ferocious "Force" burst out from Lin Feng's body.

This time, the "Force" suddenly increased by more than ten times.

Powerful! It was really too powerful!



Bang …

One by one, the cultivators of the Myriad Immortal Sect were sent flying.

Even the five Ninth Sky of the Martial King Realm experts couldn't withstand it and were sent flying as if they were struck by lightning.

Crack, crack.

The sound of bones cracking came from his body. It was unknown how many bones were broken.

"Kid, you're courting death! Flying Immortal Fist! "

A cold shout sounded. The Tenth Sky of the Martial King Realm cultivator beside Zuo Haoyang attacked. His name was Yan Zhen. Although he didn't comprehend "Spirit" or "Force", he was still a Tenth Sky of the Martial King Realm and his cultivation wasn't to be underestimated.

He threw a punch and an endless amount of Immortal Light condensed.

Yan Zhen instantly arrived in front of Lin Feng and fiercely threw a punch at Lin Feng.

"Get lost!"

Shouted Lin Feng furiously. He threw a punch at the incoming attack.

A loud sound spread in the air. Everybody saw that Lin Feng had punched Yan Zhen and sent him flying away. His arm had been broken. Yan Zhen couldn't control his body and was blown away. He crashed onto the ground holding his broken arm and started screaming in pain.

"Heavens, a Tenth Sky of the Martial King Realm cultivator can't even withstand a single attack. The people of the Myriad Immortal Sect have kicked an iron plate today."

Many people shouted in shock.

"Look, Zuo Haoyang is also attacking. It's the Qi of a Spirit."

At that moment, someone pointed at Zuo Haoyang.

"Little boy, taste my Scorching Sun Spirit!"

Said Zuo Haoyang smiling coldly. He took a step forward and a scorching sun appeared behind him. It was the Scorching Sun Spirit that Zuo Haoyang had comprehended.

Zuo Haoyang condensed the Scorching Sun Spirit and threw a punch at Lin Feng.

"Spirits can't hurt me. Spirits can't hurt my Dharma body."

Lin Feng took a step forwards and stretched out his right hand. A black hole appeared in the middle of his palm and swallowed Zuo Haoyang's Scorching Sun Spirit.

"I can destroy the world with a single punch."

Lin Feng continued walking forwards and threw a punch.

Bang!

The punch landed on Zuo Haoyang's body and he was blown away.

Wow!

He coughed up blood in the air.

"Even Zuo Haoyang, who has comprehended a Spirit, can't withstand a single attack from that guy."

"How terrifying, he's definitely a peerless cultivator."

Many people looked at Lin Feng in astonishment.

With a thump, Zuo Haoyang fell to the ground.

In the next moment, Lin Feng arrived in front of Zuo Haoyang and stepped on him.

Zuo Haoyang had never been humiliated like this before. His eyes turned bloodshot, and he wanted to cut Lin Feng into a thousand pieces to vent his anger.

However, Zuo Haoyang understood his situation.

"Brother, I was wrong. I'm willing to apologize and compensate you!" said Zuo Haoyang.

However, he was roaring hysterically in his heart. Brat, just you wait. Once I escape, I'll crush your bones and scatter your ashes.

"It's good that you know you're wrong." Lin Feng nodded.

Zuo Haoyang let out a long breath.

"Pfft!" However, in the next moment, Lin Feng waved his right hand and slashed out with sword Qi. Blood splattered everywhere as Zuo Haoyang's head was chopped off.

Zuo Haoyang's eyes widened in anger. He didn't understand why Lin Feng wanted to kill him.

"I didn't say that I would spare your life if you admitted your mistake."

Lin Feng sneered and stood with his hands behind his back.

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