"You can die now!"
Lin Feng’s cold voice exploded in Tang Quan’s ears, like the sound of death itself.
"No!"
In utter terror, Tang Quan didn’t have ti to strike back in the critical mont. He could only desperately mobilize the True Yuan within his body, rapidly strengthening the force of his Protective True Essence.
The next mont, the sword light stabbed onto Tang Quan’s Protective True Essence. It paused for only an instant before piercing through and the longsword directly entered his heart.
Thump thump thump!!
A series of muffled sounds echoed as sharp Sword Qi rcilessly rushed into Tang Quan’s body, instantly crushing his internal organs and ridians.
Half a blink later, Tang Quan’s insides had nearly turned into a pile of mush, all organs completely shattered.
Pfft pfft pfft!!
Blood spurted from Tang Quan’s seven orifices like arrows, ceaselessly spraying outwards.
Tang Quan, as an Earth Martial Master, had a tenacious vitality; even with his internal organs shattered, he did not imdiately die.
His eyes wide with anger and horror, he suddenly roared, "Lin Feng, even as a ghost, I will not let you go!"
As soon as the words fell, Tang Quan’s breath rapidly dissipated, and his body collapsed to the ground.
On the White Jade Square, thousands of Inner Sect Disciples from the Three Sects were silent as mice.
Everyone’s gaze was firmly fixed on Tang Quan’s fallen figure!
As Tang Quan’s body fell, everyone’s hearts couldn’t help but tremble along with it!
Tang Quan, a strong Earth Martial Master, was decisively slain by Lin Feng?
The shock to everyone was indescribable!
This scene, even more shocking than Lin Feng slaying Yin Ligge with a single sword strike, multiplied several tis over.
A Great Martial Master of the Ninth Layer, slaying a strong Earth Martial Master—it wasn’t just surpassing a small realm, but leaping over a large realm.
Lin Feng’s strength had beco powerful to a heaven-defying extent, surpassing even invincible martial masters, and could be called a heaven-defying martial master!
After killing Tang Quan, Lin Feng let out a sigh of relief—now he had a clear understanding of his own strength.
Even without employing the Demon Dragon Star or Sword Intent, he could still easily slay an ordinary Earth Martial Master of the First Layer.
After a short while, Lin Feng collected Tang Quan’s Storage Bag and turned his head to look at the crowd.
As Lin Feng’s gaze swept over, many people’s faces changed, and they couldn’t help but retreat hastily backward.
"I’ll say it one last ti, hand over your Storage Bags!"
Lin Feng slowly walked towards the crowd, enunciating each word.
Rustle rustle!
As soon as Lin Feng’s words fell, the crowd, as if with one mind, scattered in all directions, rustling out of the White Jade Square, keeping a distance of hundreds of ters from Lin Feng.
Everyone wore a cautious expression, staring intently at Lin Feng, worried he might suddenly strike.
The Storage Bag was their entire fortune; no one wanted to hand it over to soone else.
Only about two hundred or so people remained on the White Jade Square, mostly those who had already been plundered by Lin Feng.
Aside from them, Ling Muchen and a few disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect also stood their ground without moving.
Ling Muchen believed that Lin Feng wouldn’t rob him, so he had nothing to fear!
About a dozen Heavenly Sword Sect experts gathered around Jian Wuyou, their faces grim as they stared at Lin Feng, with Jian Wuyou’s expression dark as water.
Lin Feng’s gaze swept over Ling Muchen and fell on Jian Wuyou, he lightly said, "You are Jian Wuyou? Are you also forcing to take action?"
Jian Wuyou’s face changed, uncertain in his heart.
His strength was slightly stronger than Yin Ligge’s, yet still inferior to Tang Quan’s. Now that even Tang Quan had been killed by Lin Feng, he was by no ans Lin Feng’s opponent.
But willingly handing over the Storage Bag was out of the question.
Hum!
Right as Jian Wuyou racked his brains, Lin Feng’s treasure sword suddenly trembled in his hand, emitting a faint glow.
"Fall back!"
Believing that Lin Feng was about to make a move, Jian Wuyou’s face changed and he bellowed, retreating quickly with his dozen or so companions, swiftly vacating White Jade Square.
"Heh heh!"
Lin Feng chuckled lightly, indifferent, his gaze sweeping over everyone in the distance.
"The exit of Penglai Fairyland is about to open, and I will wait until the last mont before I leave!"
Lin Feng, with a beaming smile, declared loudly, "Those who do not wish to hand over their Storage Bags can stay within the Grotto Heaven!"
Lin Feng stood in White Jade Square, guarding the exit of the Grotto Heaven, and couldn’t help but bitterly smile to himself, thinking how much his current behavior resembled that of a bandit in a TV drama from a past life.
This road is mine; I planted this tree; if you want to pass, leave behind your wealth!
The words of Lin Feng caused everyone’s faces to drastically change.
No one wanted to remain in Penglai Fairyland. Although Penglai Fairyland opened once a year and the intervals weren’t long, one had to stay alive to make it count!
There were many Level Three Demon Beasts within this Grotto Heaven; many had already died at the jaws of Demon Beasts during the trials.
Level Three Demon Beasts could soar into the sky and tunnel under the earth, capturing and killing Great Martial Masters like plucking sothing from a pouch.
Moreover, many natural treasures guarded by Level Three Demon Beasts had been seized by Trial Disciples, and the enraged Demon Beasts already rampaged, slaughtering everywhere.
It could be said that if one were to continue staying in Penglai Fairyland, it would be a case of nine deaths and one life!
At this ti, a young disciple from Divine Wind Camp’s face went through a series of changes before leaping back onto White Jade Square.
"Lin Feng, brother... fellow disciple, we’re from the sa sect, please let pass this ti!"
The young man looked at Lin Feng with hopeful eyes, pleading.
Swoosh!
The response to him was a sharp Sword Qi, which flashed by in an instant and blood spurted out.
With one sword, the young disciple from Divine Wind Camp t a violent end!
"The Dynasty’s Disciples are destined for death, not life!"
Lin Feng’s expression was indifferent as he coldly stated.
This young man was a Dynasty’s Disciple, Lin Feng would not forget! For the Dynasty’s Disciples, his response was only one word—death!"
Lin Feng’s ruthless action caused the remaining Dynasty’s Disciples to drastically change in expression.
Li Fan, previously following Yin Ligge of the Dynasty, had an ashen complexion. He turned his head to look around at everyone and loudly said, "Everyone, Lin Feng has beco a demon, slaying people like hemp. Now, he is guarding White Jade Square, and none of us can leave. We should join forces now and together obliterate this man!"
Li Fan’s words spread in all directions, and as his voice fell, responses ca rapidly from the crowd.
"Yes, let’s join forces to kill him!"
"Right, so what if his strength is against the heavens? With so many of us allied, even if he had ten lives, he wouldn’t have enough to be slain by us!"
"Attack together, obliterate Lin Feng!"
"Charge!"
Everyone responded one after another, with the Dynasty’s Disciples naturally responding the fastest, all eager to eliminate Lin Feng promptly.
Boom Boom Boom!!!
In an instant, thousands of attacks, like a torrential flood, blazed with dazzling light like a magnificent starry river, overwhelmingly surged toward Lin Feng.
Combined, these attacks could kill Lin Feng hundreds of tis over if they hit.
"Since you are seeking death, don’t bla !"
Lin Feng’s expression turned cold, his figure instantly vanished, swiftly dodging these attacks.
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