Chapter 303: Volume-3 Chapter-5!
As he moved like lightning, multiple vines of blood erupted from the ground, aiming to pierce him.
Lin Feng maneuvered his body in the air, dodging the vines' attack with little effort; however, as he would change direction to dodge, crescent sword strikes would appear to slice him into two.
If he were to be a little slow in dodging, he would've been sliced into two.
And as if all this wasn't enough, the pursuer's attacks were all aimed at him.
If there was an attack he couldn't dodge, he would then use his scarlet lightning to decimate the attack.
However, keeping track of every attack was not possible for him. He was destined to be struck sooner or later.
However, that would've been the case if he didn't have the support of his senior.
Mao Lang constantly looked out for hidden attacks, warning Lin Feng without even needing him to look back.
It was only because of Mao Lang that Lin Feng could fight these many emperor realm cultivators at the same time.
"Lin Feng, look out to your right!" As Mao Lang's voice came, Lin Feng turned slightly to his left, and in the next second, a blood vine erupted out of the ground, piercing the very spot where Lin Feng had been just a moment ago.
Mao Lang was capable of sensing condensed qi; hence, he was able to tell where the attack would come from.
This ability enabled him to notify Lin Feng of invisible and hidden attacks.
"Lin Feng, fly higher!" Mao Lang shouted, and as if he had done this many times, Lin Feng's body ascended to a higher height as he continued to fly.
At the next moment, an invisible sword strike passed below him, cutting through the air with a whoosh.
As he continued to dodge the attacks, the distance between him and the elder decreased at a terrifying speed.
The Elder knew that Lin Feng was targeting him and thus, took to the air to escape from him.
He made an arc in the air and moved towards the sect master for protection.
And it was then that a huge whip of scarlet lightning struck, cleaving through him like a knife moving through butter, slicing his body in half.
And just like that, an emperor realm elder of the Eastern Sovereign Hall died in front of the sect master's very eyes.
The charred bottom of the elder that was in the air just a moment ago fell to the ground with a loud thud, prompting the sand to fly away.
A burnt smell permeated out of the corpse.
The sect master's eyes widened at the ruthlessness with which the elder had been struck.
For a moment, the battlefield seemed to stop.
Only Lin Feng remained calm as he turned around with his lips curled upwards.
He pointed at the charred corpse and proclaimed,
"This is what happens when you dare to come after me!"
He glanced at the sect master, who was looking at him with an ugly expression, and said,
"Sect master, you must have realized that I went easy on your Eastern Sovereign Hall last time. I only wanted to save my Qingyao, who was being forced to marry against her will. There was no need for bloodshed."
His eyes narrowed and his voice turned cold:
"But, this is different! You are coming after my life with the intent to kill. I will not show mercy to anyone who dares to harbor thoughts of taking my life."
He threatened, "Today, you might even succeed in taking my life through some miracle, but one thing I can assure you of is that most of you will die by my hands before it happens!"
He remained silent, sweeping his gaze to see their expressions.
He then shrugged and added, "Also, I haven't even used my full strength yet. I have many cards to use before I'm forced to die. Just think, if you keep on pushing me to the limit, I might just be forced to use my trump card to kill each and every one of you in exchange for suffering a little myself."
Hearing his words, grim expressions spread across the faces of the emperors.
They were all figures of great importance, their lives invaluable.
Each of them had struggled too long and too hard to die here like this.
As Lin Feng noticed the look of hesitation across their faces, he offered:
"Listen, why don't we end this here and leave our own way?"
He fixed his gaze at the sect master and demanded,
"Just return Qingyao to me, and you won't ever have to see me in your life. We can all return happy with our lives intact."
Even though he said that, internally he was screaming:
Just accept it and leave me alone!
What have I even done so wrong that you want my life so bad?
There was silence on the battlefield as no one moved.
Lin Feng couldn't understand from the others' expressions just what they were contemplating.
"Hey, isn't it strange?" Mao Lang's sudden question sounded in his ears. "No one among them opposed your offer. They all are staying still without speaking. I would've understood it if they rejected your offer outright, but no one being in opposition is a bit too good to be true, don't you think?"
Hearing his words, Lin Feng's eyes widened behind his crimson mask as his gaze focused on two figures—the Blood Demon Lord and the Tian Jian Tribe's patriarch.
These two had shown the most amount of hatred towards him.
If there was anyone who would be opposed to letting him walk away, it would be those two.
It was then that he noticed the uncommon expressions on their faces.
Their fists were clenched, their faces were tensed and forced, almost as if they were controlling themselves from speaking and attacking.
It was then that he realized—they were waiting for something.
But what?
And as if answering him, three figures appeared on the horizon, moving towards him at a moderately fast speed.
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