Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1221 is terrifying!

The broken sword was very excited. It hadn't absorbed the essence of a cultivator for a long time, as Lin Feng had been suppressing it for many days.

Lin Feng soothed Duan Jian's emotions with a warm smile on his face.

"You are..."

"Qinling Mountains, Zhongxing Gate, Yang Haoran."

The old man had a strong voice, which was booming.

Lin Feng suddenly remembered that this old man and an old man from the Taihang Sword Formation Sect named Zuo Shanxing had come to find him together.

It's simply a demand for Yuquan Temple to clean house, either by abolishing his skills and expelling him from the sect, or by eliminating him outright, for violating the sect's rules.

"What did you catch us in the act?"

Yang Haoran stroked his beard and raised his chin.

"This man was a martial arts master in the mortal world, yet you cruelly murdered him. This is direct evidence of your violation of the rules. You arbitrarily intervened in mortal conflicts, and your martial arts should be immediately abolished. Because you have consistently violated the rules and continued to break the sect's regulations, today, I will eliminate you according to the rules."

He spoke with righteous indignation, appearing to be the embodiment of justice.

Lin Feng grinned, "You're going to kill me?"

Yang Haoran nodded, his expression somewhat heavy.

“Disciple who has seriously violated the sect rules as you do not need to be informed of the sect. Disciples of reclusive sects will be eliminated upon seeing you.”

Lin Feng pointed to the corpse of Oni-no-fuji.

"He attacked me first, and I was acting in self-defense."

"He wants to kill you, can't you escape?"

"I'm just here enjoying the view, I haven't done anything, why should I run away?"

"Hehe, Lin Feng, do you think I'm a three-year-old? Anyway, if you don't run away and instead kill the other party, that's against the rules."

Lin Feng nodded: "So, you mean if someone wants to kill me, I can run away?"

Yang Haoran laughed: "If I kill you, you won't be able to escape."

"Since there's no way to escape, can't we exercise self-defense?"

"Of course you can, but your defense is ineffective."

Lin Feng waved his hand: "Whether it works or not is another matter. If I kill you in self-defense, wouldn't that be considered legitimate self-defense?"

"Calculate."

Yang Haoran answered proudly.

Lin Feng shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity there are no witnesses. You'd better find a witness to come and see the outcome of our struggle."

Yang Haoran said impatiently, "Enough with the nonsense, I'll take your life now to set the record straight."

After saying that, he leaped into the air and rushed toward Lin Feng with unparalleled speed.

Lin Feng then quickly retreated.

The two men advanced and retreated, swiftly crossing the city wall and rushing into the open field below.

Yang Haoran appeared arrogant, but was actually very cautious. He had witnessed the duel between Shu Fengting and Lin Feng. Although he didn't see the outcome clearly, Lin Feng was still alive and well, while Shu Fengting had disappeared without a trace.

Knowing that this person was no ordinary individual, they launched a swift and decisive attack, leaving Lin Feng no room for resistance.

After leaping over the city wall, the two landed on the ground.

Lin Feng was confident that he could easily defeat a cultivator of this level without using the broken sword.

However, faced with such a ruthless cultivator who didn't distinguish right from wrong and was still putting on airs in front of him, Lin Feng was too lazy to talk about morality with him.

He landed on the ground, blocked Yang Haoran's punch with one hand, and blocked Yang Haoran's next punch with the other.

The two grabbed each other's wrists with both hands and began to use their internal energy to suppress each other.

A smile appeared on Yang Haoran's rosy face. If one wanted to compete with him in internal strength, that would be the best option.

He cultivated a righteous and awe-inspiring spirit, and with forty or fifty years of internal energy, a boy not even thirty years old was nothing to him.

He exerted all his strength, pushing his technique to its limit, and a surge of powerful true energy gathered in his dantian.

The moment he unleashes his power, it will be Lin Feng's death.

Just as it was about to explode, Yang Haoran suddenly felt a chill in his dantian, as if something had collided with him.

He looked down in surprise and saw a rusty-looking broken blade embedded in his lower abdomen.

Immediately afterwards, the true energy gathered in the dantian was released outward all at once.

"What kind of trick is this?"

Sensing his true energy rapidly dissipating, Yang Haoran roared and pushed Lin Feng away with all his might. He then grabbed the hilt of the broken sword with both hands, trying to pull it out.

However, his arms were a little sore and he was gritting his teeth to exert his strength when Lin Feng kicked the hilt of the broken sword that was about to be pulled out of his body.

The broken sword was not pulled out; instead, Lin Feng kicked it, causing it to penetrate even deeper.

Yang Haoran, his hair bristling with rage, let out a furious roar.

"open!"

He used all his strength to pull it outwards.

He did manage to pull out the broken sword, but it also exhausted all his strength. A wave of weakness washed over him, and Yang Haoran staggered a few steps before collapsing to the ground.

Unexpectedly, when his hands went limp, the broken sword miraculously exerted force on its own and pierced Yang Haoran's lower abdomen once again.

Yang Haoran stared wide-eyed in surprise at the broken sword, momentarily bewildered as to what had happened.

"This...this is..."

As if he had seen a demon, Yang Haoran felt his true energy and blood rushing downwards, and a strong sense of being pulled away made him feel like he was in unbearable pain.

"The Demonic Path..."

These were the last two words Yang Haoran left before losing consciousness.

Lin Feng coldly stared at Yang Haoran lying on the ground. The old man, who was originally large and had a ruddy complexion, had now shrunk to the size of a child and become a withered corpse, his face drained of all color and deathly pale.

Although he had seen it more than once, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine whenever he saw this scene.

The broken sword, which had been silent for a long time, struck again. Its intent was expressed more clearly, and its actions were so silent that even Lin Feng could not sense its trajectory.

This is because it has completed its self-recovery after absorbing all of Oni-maru Shingo's power. Although it is unknown what the peak of the broken sword was, it has at least replenished some of its energy.

His kick was unnecessary, because a second-generation disciple of a reclusive sect like Yang Haoran was simply unable to escape the entanglement of the broken sword.

Even without Lin Feng's assistance, Yang Haoran would eventually be drained of his life force by the broken sword.

This scene is too bizarre and too frightening.

Despite having experienced this multiple times, Lin Feng still feels lingering fear.

He dared not touch the broken sword, and instead wrapped it in Yang Haoran's coat, tucking it back into his waistband.

The broken sword conveyed a sense of satisfaction, including its approval of Lin Feng.

After tidying up, Lin Feng dug a deep pit and buried Yang Haoran.

Looking around, there were no living people in the wilderness except for a few corpses of pirates lying on the ground.

Lin Feng strolled into the city.

At this time, returning warhorses were gradually gathering at the foot of the city.

Everyone's face was filled with excitement, and the spoils of war were hanging all over the saddles.

Lin Feng estimated that, facing the Zhenxi Army's five thousand cavalry, few of the more than ten thousand pirates would be able to survive in the wilderness.

Lin Feng felt no burden about this.

Since they dared to invade other people's territory without authorization, they should bear the consequences.

Lin Feng did not wait for the post-war cleanup and statistics. After entering the city, he summoned his guards and left orders for Cheng Liang and Luo Shidong.

Cheng Liang and Luo Shidong were asked to cooperate and try to drive the pirates out of the southern border of Dazong.

The Zhenxi No. 2 continued eastward and, half a day later, docked at the wharf outside Funing City.

Pei Qiyin, Wen Jian, and Bu Yunting were already waiting at the foot of the warship.

After picking up Lin Feng, he carefully reported the current battle situation and headed into the city.