King of Nine Skies-Chapter 287 - :Angry

"I'll do it myself!"

Lin Feng's domineering voice reverberated through the space, freezing the gazes of the crowd.

Do it yourself? Lin Feng, he's going to deal with the powerful being of the Xuanwu Realm with his strength at the level of the Lingwu Realm, right?

Is this possible?

However, at this moment, Lin Feng's eyes were filled with sharp and piercing glint, and he was so unrestrained and wild that he didn't seem to be joking at all. Moreover, he couldn't have been joking at such a time.

Dreamqing and Huo Lao, they have to deal with Binghe Teng and Mo Canglan. The remaining powerful figures in the Bald Fortress, those in the Xuanwu Realm, must be dealt with by someone. Him, Lin Feng, no matter what, has to fight. There's no way around it.

Whether to fight or not to fight, this is something Lin Feng has to confront.

"Battle between the strong ones of the Xuanwu Realm!" The crowd murmured in their hearts, their eyes brimming with anticipation. And, who would win, Lin Feng or the bald leader of the Butang Sect? They were all wondering.

However, they clearly have a stronger preference for Duobaozhong. They believe that Lin Feng's actions were out of necessity and that he fought against them as a last resort.

Even if Lin Feng is extremely talented and has extraordinary natural abilities, how could he be compared with the powerful beings at the Xuanwu Realm? Lin Feng has no chance of winning. Instead, the clash between the other two strong pairs is more intriguing.

When Duobu Chief heard Lin Feng's words, a trace of coldness flashed across his gaze. Lin Feng came all by himself? This was a humiliation for him. A person of Lingwu Realm dared to say that he would fight against him.

"How long will it take to kill him?"

Mo Canglan gave a glance at the balding chief of the fort and asked coldly, "In his opinion, Lin Feng, how could he possibly handle the balding chief of this fort? He's just asking for trouble."

The gaze of the bald chief flickered for a moment, and then he said, "If no one else participates, I will surely kill him within ten rounds."

Ten strikes, that's his conservative estimate. Against someone at the level of Lingwu Realm, he wouldn't be able to kill them off even if he tried his best.

"Alright, I'll watch. Within ten strikes, if you fail to kill him, well... "

Mo Canglan gave a cold hiss, sending a shudder through the bald-headed chief. A deep sense of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Within ten exchanges, he must have Lin Feng's death. Otherwise, if he angered Mo Canglan, he would be in deep trouble.

Regarding Mo Canglan, he truly feared her. More than a year ago, Mo Canglan single-handedly stormed into the Bald Eagle Fort. That was the end of the Bald Eagle Fort. He still couldn't forget that night to this day.

A fierce and overwhelming aura burst forth in the space, sharp and piercing. A shrill cry rang out, and behind the Bald Boss, a suspended ghostly shadow appeared.

This phantom figure exudes an eerie aura, brimming with ferocity. It is a demonic beast, an eagle-like demonic beast. Its eyes are as sharp as knives, fixed on Lin Feng.

"Ten moves, I will surely kill him." The bald leader of the gang said. To ensure there would be no mishap, he released his spiritual ability immediately. He must kill Lin Feng.

Mo Canglan smiled slightly. With a single step, the overwhelming demonic aura firmly enveloped the old man of fire, causing his body to stiffen. His gaze was fixed on Mo Canglan, unable to divert his attention.

Likewise, in the figure of Ice River Teng, there is also an aura of ice and snow. In the vast expanse of the universe, there are frost and snow generals who float in the space. The temperature of the entire space is dropping, it's so cold.

The two of them restrained Fire Old and Mengqing, and were preparing to let everyone witness the death of Lin Feng at the hands of Duobaozhong.

Kill Lin Feng within ten moves.

"Ten moves!" Lin Feng's eyes no longer shone with sharpness but were calm, extremely calm. In the state of achieving the unity of heaven and man, he was not disturbed by any matter that could affect his state of mind. Every blade of grass, every flower, every frown and smile of the crowd, all were imprinted in his mind, so clear and distinct. This was his own world.

"Boom!"

The bald chief of the tribe stomped down hard on the ground, causing the earth to split open. His figure rose into the air, his broadsword raised high, showing an extremely domineering posture.

A sharp cry of an eagle rang out. The Bald Boss's body suddenly reversed and plummeted straight down. The ascending body stopped abruptly and then transformed into a beam of light, shooting towards Lin Feng. The eagle soared through the sky, moving so fast that it left Lin Feng stunned speechless.

"Very crafty and cunning!"

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The crowd's gaze flickered. The previous move of the bald chief made others mistakenly think that he was preparing for a domineering strike, relying on strength to win. But in the next moment, he transformed the strength into speed. Before he could fully charge up his strength to its peak, he descended against the wind, aiming to kill Lin Feng before he could react.

However, for Lin Feng who has reached the state of harmony between man and nature, this was merely a joke.

Unless it was an absolute rush, relying on a conspiracy, it was impossible to calculate his moves. The flickering trajectory of the bald chief was vividly presented in his mind.

The body was like willow catkins in the wind, gently passing by. With a deafening bang, the long sword struck the ground, leaving behind long cracks. However, Lin Feng was already several meters away, his gaze remaining indifferent.

"Strike!"

A cold voice emerged from Lin Feng's mouth, causing everyone's gazes to narrow. Lin Feng, please show us your moves one by one.

The bald chief's eyes flickered. He raised his head and stared coldly at Lin Feng. Such acute reaction ability and speed!

As soon as his foot stepped forward, the bald-headed boss of the fortress lunged out like an eagle, his movements extremely swift and powerful. The sword was directly aimed at Lin Feng and each flash of the blade was so fierce. The power of his true energy was surging through the long sword.

"Two moves, three moves, four moves, five moves..."

Lin Feng's body was darting and leaping about. Each time, a powerful blade of light passed by him, but each time, it failed to touch his body. What was even more astonishing was that Lin Feng was dodging and evading while counting at the same time!

With a deafening boom echoing out, the broadsword plunged deeply into the ground. Lin Feng gracefully floated aside and dodged it. At this moment, the sixth move had already been completed.

"Such a terrifying ability of evading!"

Just now, with five consecutive strikes, the attack of the Boss of the Bald Headed Ones was so powerful and swift. But Lin Feng, managed to dodge so precisely that not a single inch of him was harmed. This martial art skill is so abnormal and exquisite. It's truly superb.

"Six moves."

All eyes were fixed. Although Lin Feng was dodging, after all, these six moves were not enough to make the bald-haired boss of the gang encounter Lin Feng, let alone kill him.

Ten moves left, only four moves remaining.

The eyes of the bald chief were fixed on that spot, staring intently at Lin Feng. He no longer paid any attention to the broadsword stuck in the ground. A golden radiance was circulating through his body, and the sharp true energy seemed to be about to burst forth from his body.

At this moment, he has realized that it's not the speed but the awareness that is terrifying, Lin Feng.

It seemed that everything was under his conscious control. The seemingly casual flickering was filled with an unparalleled mystery. Although his attacks were powerful, there was no place for them to be exerted. He couldn't touch Lin Feng.

"Ah-ha!"

A shrill cry of an eagle echoed through the crowd, vibrating their eardrums. The bald chief's body moved again, transforming into a golden stream of light, a brilliant illusion, intangible and invisible. His body was a shimmering mass of ethereal golden light, and this light was actually an evil eagle.

At this moment, the bald chief of the tribe transformed into an evil eagle!

Lin Feng's eyes flickered for a moment, his body trembled slightly, and he floated gently like a breeze, avoiding it. However, that golden illusory figure followed him closely, leaving a long illusory shadow in the space, as if countless demonic eagles were dancing on the ground, dazzlingly beautiful.

His brows slightly furrowed, Lin Feng's body was still flickering. However, at this moment, the opponent's spiritual aura seemed to have merged with his body. His spiritual perception was extremely powerful, firmly locking onto him and determined to kill him.

A surging torrent of swordsmanship burst forth in the space, so abrupt yet so cold and powerful.

The aura of this sword seems to have emerged from nothingness.

"Cut!" With a fierce shout, Lin Feng raised his hands and slashed them in the air. There was no sword in his hands, but when the crowd looked at him at that moment, they felt as if his hands were holding a sword, a true killing weapon.

Meaning and intention become form!

This is how powerful an aura of the sword conveys its meaning.

"Boom!"

The golden dragon eagle collided with the sword, tearing apart the sword's spirit. Lin Feng's body was slashed across the ground, retreating dozens of meters.

In the Lingwu Realm, one can reach the eighth level. However, there is still a gap compared to the Xuanwu Realm. If one engages in a direct confrontation, they will inevitably suffer a defeat.

"Seven tricks!"

Lin Feng said indifferently, raised his head, and his gaze was cold and indifferent.

"Only three moves left. I wonder how you'll counter them!" At this moment, the bald-haired boss of the sect was exuding an intense and sharp aura. As a towering figure of the Xuanwu Realm, he was so frustrated that even those of the Lingwu Realm couldn't defeat him.

"Who said that I must block it?" Lin Feng spat out a cold and icy voice from his mouth. A fierce and domineering fighting spirit was burning crazily within him. Along with the fighting spirit, there was also an extremely sharp swordsmanship and a terrifying destructive aura.

Meanwhile, behind Lin Feng, the purple lake roared furiously.

Lord of the Bone Fort, you're furious!

Lin Feng was equally furious. Today, time and again, the people who came were all intent on killing him. They regarded him as an object that could be slaughtered at will. How could Lin Feng not be furious!

Ten moves, kill him?