Chapter 307: Volume-3 Chapter-9!
Crackle!
One of the spears was thrust into his shoulder; however, striking the thunder armor, it was reflected back, saving Lin Feng from the injury.
However, Qin Feng had already sent another Blood Spike in his direction.
Lin Feng's eyes widened:
Fast! Too Fast!
The spike was many times faster than the previous one.
Lin Feng instantly changed his direction, flying in the opposite direction of the spike; however, he was just too slow.
The spike pierced his left leg, breaking the lightning armor through sheer force.
"Argh!" A low shriek escaped Lin Feng's mouth as he felt himself being pulled by the sheer force of the spike.
Lin Feng reacted fast, a lightning whip appearing in his hands before he struck the spike continuously.
The first strike from the scarlet lightning whip cracked the spike; however, it was only after the third strike that the spike shattered, letting Lin Feng free himself.
However now, a gaping wound gushed out his blood; even his bones had been shattered by the impact of the spike's collision.
At the same time, Ye Ming appeared beside him, striking with his fire-laced obsidian blade.
His strike aimed at Lin Feng's neck would've finished the battle if not for Lin Feng using his left hand to obstruct the blow.
The lightning armor met with the dark fire of the obsidian blade, shattering under its onslaught.
The blade then cut into Lin Feng's flesh, bathing in his blood.
Lin Feng knew that his hand would be sliced off if he stayed still for even a second.
He instantly conjured lightning in his right leg, twisted his body, and kicked with all his might, aiming at Ye Ming's chest.
Even though the impact was absorbed by Ye Ming's Onyx armor, he was still thrown flying back.
And before Lin Feng could catch his breath or care about his wounds, the puppet had already closed in on him as it attacked him with different weapons that it wielded.
At the same time, Qin Feng sent another spike to claim his life.
The emperor realm elders surrounding Ashen looked at the scene with awe.
They couldn't hide their astonishment.
"Just how can there be this big of a difference?"
"When we—more than ten Emperor Realm cultivators—attacked that fiend Lin Feng, we couldn't even manage to scratch him. Yet now he's struggling this much against just two cultivators?"
"True, this doesn't make any sense. Just what is so different about those two?"
"This is indeed surprising. I thought they wouldn't stand a chance against that fiend, but they are managing well."
A smile spread across their faces as one of them continued:
"Ye Ming was someone we already knew. He was a renowned genius even among the disciples of the Eastern Sovereign Hall. But this Qin Feng—he surprises me even more."
"Yeah, those spikes he conjures out of nowhere are something straight out of nightmares."
"Indeed. I don't even understand how that bastard Lin Feng is managing to evade them. If I were in his place, I would've already been dead."
"I agree. Those spikes are too fast even for us. To manage to evade them while fighting against Ye Ming and his puppet, this Lin Feng is even more of a monster than we had imagined."
As they continued to praise Qin Feng and Ye Ming, Lin Feng continued to struggle even more.
His body was laced with even more wounds than before.
And as if wanting to finish him, Qin Feng sent a crystallized blood spike in his direction.
Lin Feng had gotten used to their speed and momentum.
He managed to evade the spike with ease.
If it weren't for his wounds, he would be able to dodge them with even more proficiency.
It looked as if he was getting used to fighting both of them at the same time.
However, as if luck wasn't on his side, something disastrous occurred.
Qin Feng flicked his finger in a downward direction as if he were pulling a string out of thin air.
The spike that had already passed Lin Feng changed direction.
Launching itself in Lin Feng's direction.
As soon as Lin Feng noticed it, his eyes widened as a panicked question flashed in his mind:
They can change directions?
Lin Feng's body twisted to dodge the spike; however, due to the distance between them being too short, he wasn't fast enough.
The spike pierced his right shoulder with massive force and momentum, dragging him along like a piece of cloth pinned to a nail.
"Argh!"
Lin Feng, with his tired and wounded body, conjured a bolt of lightning before thrusting it into the spike; however, the spike was too sturdy.
Previously, Qin Feng's spike had been shattered by a single strike of lightning from Lei Tian Hao, who was disguised as Lin Feng in the Forest of Beasts.
However, that was only possible because Qin Feng was only at the King Realm while Lei Tian Hao was at the Emperor Realm.
However, now the case was different.
Since Qin Feng was at the Emperor realm, his spikes were sturdier too.
Moreover, his spikes were enhanced by the Blood Demon Transformation as well.
Breaking his spikes was not easy anymore.
Lin Feng summoned two more bolts and thrust them into the spike, prompting cracks to appear in the spike; however, it was still not enough.
With time, Qin Feng's spikes were getting sturdier.
Only after Lin Feng thrust two more bolts of lightning inside the spike did the spike shatter, freeing him from its clutches.
Lin Feng floated in the sky, his body battered and wounded.
His left leg and right shoulder had holes in them, gushing out blood continuously.
Wounds made from sword strikes, spears, and blades laced his body in different areas.
His breath was heavy, and he felt tired even trying to maintain his balance.
There were burnt marks on his body from the dark fire, and as if this wasn't enough, Ye Ming would constantly appear out of thin air to strike him down.
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