Another Battle
After Liu Lin gave the order, when the soldiers saw that it was Qin Feng, their faces were filled with terror. Liu Lin held up a saber that flashed with a cold light and blocked their path. At this moment, he was like a murderous demon as he said sinisterly, "Those who retreat, kill!"
The soldiers could only turn around and face Qin Feng with swords in their hands.
After they turned around, Liu Lin let out another strange scream and then said angrily, "Listen, I've already informed the Liu family's experts. They'll be here soon, stop him!"
Hearing Liu Lin say that there were helpers, the soldiers looked at each other and drew their swords towards Qin Feng.
In the blink of an eye, half of the hundreds of soldiers had been killed by Qin Feng.
Now, Qin Feng was no longer holding back. His sword was filled with righteousness and was stained with the blood of the soldiers.
He was like a ferocious lion.
In his eyes, the soldiers had become ferocious and inhumane monsters.
For the righteous path, he only had one word, and that was to kill.
His figure flipped in the forest, the Sword Qi of the Sinking Dragon Sword threatening.
The leaves in the forest were cut down and the nameless birds and beasts were startled by his Sword Qi, crying in the air or on the ground.
Just as he killed one row after another, he had already rushed in front of Liu Lin, killing intent overflowing.
Liu Lin!
The most sinful person! If he didn't stir up trouble, if he didn't oppress and exploit, if he didn't treat the lives of the people as ants, then this scene wouldn't have happened.
As an official of the dynasty, he didn't think about the suffering of the people, didn't do things for the people, and harmed them. He deserved to be killed, he deserved to be killed.
Liu Lin! Die!
Qin Feng's eyes exploded with coldness. After saying "die", he held the Sinking Dragon Sword and rose into the air, slashing through the air.
The sword emitted a bright light.
The sword let out a whooshing sound.
The sound of falling leaves and the sound of people being killed could be heard.
The Sinking Dragon Sword pierced through their throats, and blood began to burst and spray.
After that, there were cries of pain. Pairs of resentful and frightened eyes followed the falling leaves and fell, turning into corpses.
Corpses of people and fallen leaves.
Liu Lin panicked, afraid, and shocked.
Looking at the last twenty people in front of him, blood splattering everywhere as they fell to the ground dead, he kept looking at the path he had come from, waiting for the experts of the Liu Clan to appear.
"Die!" Qin Feng's voice was straightforward and persistent. Although it was soft, it had already penetrated the entire forest. It was as if all the creatures in the forest could sense his killing intent.
Dang!
Liu Lin was so frightened that he threw away the large saber in his hand. It was a large saber that was not stained with anything. It was dry, as if it had become a saber corpse.
With a plop, Liu Lin collapsed. He wasn't kneeling, nor was he dead. He was panicking and terrified.
As a third-rank official of the dynasty, he had been a nobility for generations.
He had power, money, and seven wives.
Of course he was afraid of death, more so than most people.
At this moment, he recalled his previous possessions and enjoyment.
He suddenly regretted it. He regretted that he shouldn't have angered the crowd. He shouldn't have done this and put himself on the brink of death.
At this moment, he wished so badly that none of this had happened.
The desire to live and the fear of death, at this moment, were like the air around him, everywhere.
Qin Feng! This name was deeply engraved in his bones, in his flesh.
That was the name he had felt fear the first time he heard it. He was afraid of this name.
Just when he was deeply afraid, suddenly, ten rays of sword light appeared behind him, converging into a powerful force that reached the sky and blocked in front of him, catching Qin Feng's sword.
He had been saved.
After he gave the signal with the strange sound, the experts of the Liu Clan arrived.
"Greetings, Master. I came late to save you, please punish me." Ten burly men in blue windbreakers, their eyes cold and emotionless. They were not soldiers of the dynasty, but assassins trained by the Liu Clan to protect the clan and suppress those who resisted.
"Kill him! Kill him! "Liu Lin was impudent. He stood up from the ground and pointed at Qin Feng, shouting angrily at the ten people who came.
"Understood!" After the ten men in blue received the order, they turned around and took out their broadswords. Their expressions were cold-blooded. Their solemn killing intent quickly solidified in the forest, as if in an instant, this place would become a world of death.
Ten broadswords were held in their hands. The light, the coldness, the coldness.
There were no more footsteps in the forest. The birds were no longer chirping. It was as if there was no wind blowing through the forest. Even the sound of a leaf falling on a tree could be heard.
Boom!
The cold light of the ten broadswords flashed and moved. From ten directions, they attacked one direction.
Those were ten broadswords condensed with killing intent. In the silent forest, they moved and killed.
Seeing this scene, Qin Feng's eyes were full of spirit. He stood still, like a mountain. Because he had a card up his sleeve, he was imposing, because he was skilled, he was bold.
The sword he used to kill Liu Lin had only used forty percent of his power, not even forty percent.
Thus, it took the ten men in blue to stop him.
Qin Feng made his move. The Sinking Dragon Sword was like a dragon's roar. The sword emitted ten thousand rays of sword light, piercing through the sky and striking at the ten opponents.
In the blink of an eye, the deathly silent forest began to move. It was filled with killing intent and shrouded.
All the creatures in the forest hid the moment the sword light and the saber light vibrated.
Clang clang clang!
The sword and saber clashed together. The sound of the saber, the sound of the sword, the saber light, and the sword shadow.
It became the only thing in the entire forest.
Liu Lin held his breath, watching the fierce battle between Qin Feng and ten people.
The ten men in blue were his last trump card. If even they could not resist, then there was only one end for him, and that was death.
He thought of rushing out in front of them to kill Bai Aoxue and the others.
However, his hundreds of subordinates had all been killed by Qin Feng. Now he was the only one left. Even if he chased after them, he could not defeat Bai Aoxue and the others.
Therefore, at this moment, all he could do was wait, wait for his ten assassins to kill Qin Feng.
Just as he was waiting, Qin Feng's Sinking Dragon Sword shone brightly, as if it had enveloped the entire forest in an instant.
"Kill!"
Qin Feng's voice sounded again, cutting through the forest and through the forest.
Only the sound of falling leaves could be heard, followed by screams.
Among the ten men in blue, the two men in front had their throats pierced by his sword. Blood burst out and they fell to the ground, their bodies covered by leaves, turning into corpses.
Seeing this scene, Liu Lin was afraid. He did not know who Qin Feng was, nor did he expect that there would be such a person in Royal City.
He had killed hundreds of soldiers and over a hundred black-clothed deathsworn. Now, he had even killed his final trump card.
The remaining eight men in blue, seeing that two of their companions had died tragically under Qin Feng's sword, suddenly became more murderous. They displayed their respective trump cards and once again charged towards Qin Feng.
At this moment, there was a burst of hurried hooves behind them. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of imperial guards of the dynasty had arrived in front of them.
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