King of Nine Skies-Chapter 213 - :Fearless

"Rats are in trouble." 或者 "The tiger is in a tight spot."

Three roars rang out. The other three sub-commanders watched as Tiger Poor's body fell to the ground, their eyes glowing red.

When they raised their heads, they looked into Lin Feng's eyes, which were filled with cold and murderous intent.

"Did you kill Tiger Jin?" The leader of the armored sub-commanders asked in a voice as cold as ice, staring fixedly at Lin Feng.

"Didn't you see it?"

Lin Feng's gaze did not waver at all. He locked eyes with the other person and stared back. The golden opportunity just now, of course, he would take the chance to strike. Tiger Poor's strength was no less than his own. With the cultivation level of the Spirit Martial Realm at the seventh stage and a body full of divine power, the blow from the war axe directly caused internal organ damage. Not killing the other person would be cruel to himself.

Besides, when two armies are engaged in battle, apart from life and death, what else can be said?

"Ssshh."

That man gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with the desire to tear Lin Feng apart. However, there was an order from the Prince of Capricorn demanding that Lin Feng be captured alive.

The order of the Crown Prince was such that no one among the troops of Moga could dare to disobey it.

"Each of you four, go and bring him down for me."

The commander's gaze shifted, turning towards the four people whose faces were hidden by their armor. His voice was filled with an authoritative tone, and his gaze was very cold.

"It seems inappropriate, doesn't it?"

A masked figure wearing armor said coldly, causing the commander-in-chief's expression to harden and his gaze to become even colder.

Lin Feng also frowned. They seemed not to belong to the same faction. So, what kind of relationship do they have?

"From my side, I'm willing to send three men. Could you two leaders from your side cooperate and apprehend this person? How about that?"

That masked man in armor spoke again, as if he were the leader of the other four.

"Alright." The leader pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "If you dare not do your best, don't blame me for being harsh."

Five men, mounted on warhorses, rode out. Two deputy commanders and three strong men with head armor covering their faces. When their aura burst forth, Lin Feng felt a sense of suffocation.

So powerful! All these five individuals are all powerful beings at the level of Lingwu Sect's Seventh Rank. There is none who is an exception.

With a solemn gaze, Lin Feng's eyes gradually turned grey. Those cold and heartless pupils reappeared once again.

The feeling of being in control of everything welled up again. Any slightest movement or sound in the surrounding space was clearly imprinted in his mind.

Facing five powerful opponents at the level of the Seventh Rank of the Spirit Realm, Lin Feng was not the least bit careless. Instead, he only had an endless desire for battle, which was surging wildly within him.

The surrounding yellow soil was slightly lifted up. Lin Feng was wearing a suit of armor and his sword was in his hand. He looked like a divine warrior Ling Shi, even though he was facing five strong opponents of the Lingwu Realm at the seventh stage, he had no intention of retreating.

To achieve the supreme martial art, one must possess the determination and willpower to destroy everything. Since one has the strength to fight against a seventh-tier Spirit Martial Realm powerhouse, even if there are five opponents, one cannot retreat. Only those who are tenacious enough to confront Heaven, Earth, and Fate can become powerful martial practitioners who dominate the universe.

To be fearless, unconcerned and selfless, one can achieve the supreme state.

It seemed as if they sensed the surging and roaring battle spirit emanating from Lin Feng. The five strong men on the warhorse also straightened their faces and looked at Lin Feng with a hint of vigilance in their eyes.

A single blow wiped out Tiger Jinong, who was already at the seventh stage of the Spirit Power Realm. They couldn't afford to be careless and let Lin Feng find an opportunity to strike.

"First, inflict serious injuries on him without showing any mercy. As long as he doesn't die, it's fine."

The leader among the rear group of sub-commanders said coldly again, "The five horses of the five warriors neighed together, all charging towards Lin Feng." With five fierce attacks, they launched an assault without hesitation.

Lin Feng's body moved slightly, like a shadow that floated away and retreated. Then he heard a deafening boom, and yellow dust filled the sky.

No one continued to run forward crazily. However, at this very moment, Lin Feng's body suddenly vanished without a trace, disappearing into thin air.

"Not so!"

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The five of them gazed intently. Suddenly, they saw a dim and flickering light ahead, as if it were a ghostly shadow. At the same time, a terrifying feeling welled up within them.

"Boom."

Not caring about anything else, the five of them turned pale and hastily launched another attack, charging towards the shadow with all their might. The fluctuations of space were wild.

"Shadow, kill!"

A faint sound was heard, and blood was scattered in the air. A dark shadow passed by in front of the two warhorses. Then, this shadow gradually became clearer. It was clearly Lin Feng's figure.

Five warhorses had already been out of place from him. The two fiery steeds facing him head-on galloped away, while the bodies of the two warhorses facing him directly fell to the ground and died instantly.

The second form of the Cross Shadow Killing Technique at the prefectural level, "Shadow Killing", is to transform the body into shadows, leaving no trace. This form was even beyond the grasp of the late Master Kung. However, Lin Feng, when his Heavenly Sun Spirit Soul was activated, could barely manage to perform this move. Although it wasn't perfect, his body transformed into flickering shadows that were hard to pin down. This still enabled him to instantly kill two strong opponents who were at a higher realm than his own.

Of course, Lin Feng also paid a huge price.

He gave a few light coughs. A stream of blood trickled down from Lin Feng's mouth and fell onto the yellow earth. His use of the Shadow Killing technique was not perfect. He still couldn't fully transform it into shadows. Many of the attacks from the five opponents landed on him. In order to kill the two first, Lin Feng endured this powerful blow with all his might.

At this moment, Lin Feng felt as if his insides were all churning.

"Lin Feng."

Duan Xin Ye's gaze was fixed on Lin Feng. There was a hint of rosy flush on her face. Why did Lin Feng come to rescue her? The opponent's force was so overwhelming. How could Lin Feng succeed?

"Bastard."

Only to hear the deputy commander who didn't take part in the fighting shout angrily, his body leaping directly off the warhorse and delivering a powerful palm strike straight at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng sensed everything outside. With a strike of his right palm on the ground, his body rebounded and he retreated rapidly. However, the fierce palm print created a strong wind, and the palm force still landed on Lin Feng. Another mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth. Lin Feng supported himself with one hand and his face turned pale.

Lingwu Realm, Eightfold!

(Note: This phrase is a game term and does not have a direct translation in real life

Now, the deputy commander of this command, who is also the most powerful deputy commander, has an actual strength that has astonishingly reached the level of the Lingwu Realm's eighth stage.

"Kill my brother, die."

That man still wouldn't give up. He stomped his feet on the ground, causing the earth to tremble. His body rushed out like a gust of wind and he delivered another blow directly.

"Boom!"

Lin Feng retreated further, his injuries becoming more severe. He had already been injured earlier, and now he was being subjected to the fierce and overwhelming palm strikes of a cultivator of the Spirit Power Realm at the eighth stage.

"Lin Feng, I want you to die."

That commander exuded a strong murderous intent, walking towards Lin Feng step by step.

"Prince seems to be asking you to capture Lin Feng alive. If you kill him, won't that be going against the Prince's orders?"

The faceless person wearing the helmet that had remained motionless all along spoke in a cold and indifferent tone, causing the leader to pause for a moment in his steps. Then he said coldly, "He killed my two brothers. Even if I don't kill him, I will break his arm."

"Cut off my arm!"

Lin Feng raised his head, his grey, unfeeling eyes still resolute. He stood up, the endless warlust not having been destroyed, and once again went berserk.

With a sudden change in his state of mind, a vast expanse of ice and snow spread out behind Lin Feng. The sky and the earth seemed to be about to freeze over with frost. The temperature of this entire space plummeted abruptly.

The sword qi roared through space, sharp and chilling.

Seeing this scene, the crowd's hearts trembled slightly. Lin Feng, who could still generate such a strong fighting spirit, his willpower was truly too tenacious.

With a single step, a simple and unremarkable one, but once this step was taken, the warlike spirit within Lin Feng seemed to transform into a raging inferno, burning even in the midst of the ice.

That man's expression tightened and his gaze narrowed. At this moment, Lin Feng was in great danger. With this leap, he seemed to embody the grand force of the universe and merge with it, killing anyone who stood in his way.

This is courage, this is willpower, this is the burning passion, this is the fearless determination, this is the ambition to annihilate everything and reach the summit.

"Kill!"

Lin Feng let out a low cry from his lips. This time, instead of using a sword, he transformed his fingers into a sword. His fingers seemed like swords themselves, embodying the momentum and the subtle artistic conception.

This statement indicates that the space was making a hissing sound, as if it were about to be pierced.

"Boom!"

The spirit body behind the leader appeared. It was a beast spirit, a beast martial spirit, the Great Mighty Ape Spirit. It was extremely powerful and its defense was as solid as a mountain.

Facing Lin Feng, who was in an extremely perilous situation at the moment, Lingwu Realm's eighth-stage cultivator himself had actually exerted all his might. With a single palm strike, he directly aimed it at Lin Feng.

"Boom!"

The earth shook violently. A hurricane swept through the two of them with great force, and the yellow soil was tossed about.

"Come again." Lin Feng had just been knocked back by the shock, and even without paying attention to the blood on his lips, he stepped forward again, his swordsmanship, the coldness of ice, and the fierce determination were all boundless.

"Boom, boom!"

The ground suddenly collapsed and opened up a deep crack. Lin Feng was once again knocked back by the shock. Blood kept flowing from his mouth, and even Shen Xinye couldn't bear to look at him.

However, at this moment, the aura emanating from Lin Feng was constantly intensifying. Those several kinds of moods seemed to be gradually blending into one another.

That fearless and unyielding warlike spirit also transformed into a mighty and overwhelming force of the universe.