"Hehe, let him go?" Said the iron-faced son smiling coldly. He looked at Lin Feng in a mocking way. He looked at Hou Qing Lin. Surprisingly, Lin Feng was willing to stay there for Hou Qing Lin. Their relationship wasn't ordinary.
The iron-faced son wasn't afraid that Lin Feng would try to escape again.
"I can let him go, but I have one condition." said the iron-faced son smiling coldly and looking at Lin Feng in a mocking way.
"Don't talk nonsense with me, just tell me what you want!" shouted Lin Feng furiously, pointing at the iron-faced son. He didn't have time to waste with him. Lin Feng didn't have time to waste with him, he didn't have time to waste with him.
Shouted Lin Feng furiously which made the iron-faced son pull a long face. He clenched his fists and smiled coldly, "My condition is that you come with us to the Spirit District Holy Palace!"
"I come with you to the Spirit District Holy Palace?" When Lin Feng heard the iron-faced son's request, he was nervous. If he went to the Holy Temple, he wouldn't be safe, but if he didn't go to the Holy Temple with the iron-faced son, Hou Qing Lin and the others would definitely hurt Lin Feng.
"I agree …"
"Lin Feng, don't worry about me, let's go!"
Lin Feng raised his head and was about to nod, but at that moment, Hou Qing Lin suddenly opened his eyes and used all his strength to shout at Lin Feng. Everybody was astonished.
Shouted Hou Qing Lin furiously. At the same time, he grabbed the spear in Tian Mian's hand and stabbed himself in the chest. Hou Qing Lin had only one thought in his mind, he couldn't become a burden to Lin Feng. He couldn't let Lin Feng be controlled by the people of the Holy Temple because of him.
"You're courting death!" The Iron-Faced Saint Child's expression changed and he roared furiously. Clenching his spear, he forcefully pulled it back and kicked out with his left foot, striking Hou Qing Lin's chest and sending him flying.
Hou Qing Lin groaned and coughed up blood. His internal injuries had worsened.
"Lin Feng, cough cough, hurry up and leave, don't worry about me!" shouted Hou Qing Lin furiously while clutching his chest.
Lin Feng gnashed his teeth and clenched his fists. Seeing his second fellow disciple suffer in front of him made Lin Feng even more furious. The more furious he was, the more evil energy was rising in his body. It seemed like Hei You could sense Lin Feng's evil energy rising in his body. Lin Feng's Infinite Space Ring emitted a buzzing sound and the evil sword flew out.
A black line appeared in front of Lin Feng's chest. Hei You stopped in front of Lin Feng. Lin Feng groaned furiously and took out his demon sword. Even if he was injured, he had to save his second fellow disciple. Tian Mian wanted to use Hou Qing Lin to control him, he was dreaming!
"Second apprentice-brother, get out of the way!"
Shouted Lin Feng furiously. His Hei You Sword turned into a black light. It was filled with deadly energies and evil energies. The entire atmosphere turned into demon Qi as it moved towards the iron-faced son. It was so fast that even the iron-faced son could only see it.
When Hou Qing Lin heard Lin Feng shout furiously, he used all the strength he had left to dodge the Black Sword. In a flash, Lin Feng's Black Sword pierced through the ground. A loud rumbling sound spread through the air as countless holes appeared in the ground.
Shouted the iron-faced son furiously. He jumped forwards and threw his spear at Lin Feng.
"Catch Hou Qing Lin!" The iron-faced son didn't forget about Hou Qing Lin. Hou Qing Lin was the key to everything, so he had to watch him closely.
The four disciples of the Spirit Zone Sacred Temple nodded and ran towards Hou Qing Lin with their weapons in their hands. Suddenly, a black demonic aura appeared out of nowhere. With a swoosh, Hou Qing Lin was swept away by the demonic aura and disappeared from the ground. The four disciples were left staring at Hou Qing Lin with their eyes wide open.
"Lin Feng, I'm taking him away. Remember to come to the elder of the Demon Zone."
Lin Feng was standing in the air, nervously watching Hou Qing Lin get swept away by the black Qi. He was about to chase after him when he heard the voice of the person in the demon Qi. Lin Feng was startled.
So it was the elder of the Demon Zone …
But why did the elder of the Demon Zone help him? Forget it, he had to deal with the iron-faced son first.
Lin Feng tightened his grip on the Hei You Sword and relaxed a little. Without Hou Qing Lin as a hostage, Lin Feng could fight the iron-faced son freely.
"You used my second fellow disciple to threaten me, I'm going to pay for that!" shouted Lin Feng furiously. He took a step forwards and his black sword transformed into a demonic light. Lin Feng also disappeared as if he had never been there in the first place.
"Oh no!" The iron-faced son's face changed drastically when he saw that Lin Feng had disappeared. He used all his strength to move forwards, but at that moment, Lin Feng's Black Sword suddenly appeared behind the iron-faced son's back. It was only half an inch away from stabbing him in the back.
Lin Feng appeared behind the iron-faced son with the Hei You Sword. He thrust his palm out, but it missed because the iron-faced son had dodged it.
"Lin Feng, give up. I'm a high-level Saint Emperor, you can't defeat me!" shouted the iron-faced Saint. He was clenching his spear and looking at Lin Feng icily.
"I'm going to kill you today!" said Lin Feng. He didn't want to talk nonsense with the iron-faced son. He punched him, and at the same time, his left foot kicked the Black Sword. The sword turned into a beam of light and moved towards the four disciples behind the iron-faced son.
Slash, slash, slash …
The sound of a sword piercing through flesh could be heard, followed by three cries of agony. The Iron-Faced Saint Child's expression was grim as he watched his subordinates being pierced through the heart by the Black Evil Sword. Three of his disciples instantly stopped breathing and died here. The remaining disciple had slipped and managed to avoid the killing blow.
But he was terrified and wanted to run away, but Lin Feng didn't give him the opportunity. His black sword continued flying towards the disciple's chest.
"You dare kill people from the Holy Temple, you want to die!" shouted the iron-faced son furiously. He threw his spear at Lin Feng and blocked Hei You Jian's attack. At the same time, he punched out at Lin Feng.
"Do you think I'm afraid of you? I'm not a low-level Saint anymore. You're at the top of your cultivation level, so you have no advantage over me!" shouted Lin Feng fearlessly. He punched out and released a terrifying Qi.
Lin Feng groaned with pain. The iron-faced son punched him and sent him flying a few dozen meters away. The iron-faced son didn't have an advantage either. He was sent flying a few dozen meters away, blood trickling down his mouth.
Said the iron-faced son, wiping the blood from his mouth. It was the first time he had been injured. Last time, when he had fought against the great imperial book, he hadn't been injured at all. But this time, Lin Feng had injured him. He felt humiliated.
"Ahhh! You want to die! "shouted the iron-faced son furiously. He clenched his fists and threw them at Lin Feng's chest.
Lin Feng didn't panic. Time and space Qi became denser and denser.
Arrived!
Suddenly, Lin Feng shouted in his heart. He waved his hands and a black demon light emerged. In a flash, the entire area around him became pitch-black and the atmosphere became deadly cold.
"Silent deployment spell, come out!" shouted Lin Feng furiously. He released his deployment spell and threw it at the iron-faced son.
The Iron-Faced Saint Son was not prepared. He did not even feel the silent formation of the matrix. He was suddenly attacked. Instantly, the terrifying killing intent and the attack power of the matrix caused the Iron-Faced Saint Son's face to turn pale. His chest was heavily injured and collapsed.
"Run!" shouted the iron-faced son furiously. He clutched his chest and shouted furiously to the disciples behind him.
"Where do you think you're going?" Shouted Lin Feng furiously. He held his Black Sword in his hand and chased after the Iron-Faced Saint at full speed. He had to use up all his Qi to injure or even kill the Iron-Faced Saint. Otherwise, it would be a disaster.
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