Chapter 115: The Appearance of Blood Fiend

"Kid, are you Lin Feng?"

"Heh heh!" A sinister, sharp laugh reached Lin Feng's ears.

The robed man directly in front pulled a dagger from his waist, then slashed his finger, letting a drop of fresh blood fall onto the blade.

Instantly! A blood-red light shot into the sky, its sharp aura seemingly capable of slicing a person's eyes.

"Kid!"

"Don't resist obediently, and I guarantee, this blade will be so fast you won't even feel the pain!"

Whoosh! The man's body instantly flashed right in front of Lin Feng.

Hand rose and blade fell, the movement completed in one smooth motion!

The speed was so fast that Lin Feng couldn't help but be a little surprised; the strength of this group of people was clearly higher than any Martial Artist he had encountered before.

Hum! The dagger pierced the air, bringing with it a sharp sound, and the next second it slashed toward Lin Feng's neck.

A strange smile curled the corners of the black-robed man's mouth; at this distance, no one could block it!

But the next second, a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

Lin Feng suddenly raised his hand, two fingers gently pinching the blade; from beginning to end, he hadn't even blinked.

This, how is this possible!

"You!" The black-robed man was filled with deep horror; he clearly hadn't expected Lin Feng to be this powerful.

"Asking you one more time!"

"Who are you people?"

These killers were clearly prepared, and their goal was very clear: they wanted to kill him.

Lin Feng wanted to find out the origin of these people, preferably to drag out the mastermind behind them.

"Not talking? If you won't talk, then go to hell!"

Boom! Lin Feng threw a punch, the rolling wind of the fist kicking up dust, instantly slamming into the man's chest.

Visible to the naked eye, the black-robed man's chest rapidly collapsed!

Pfft! He flew straight out, smashed into the ground, struggled twice, and then lost his breath.

The remaining three stared at him with immediate terror!

"What's going on? How is this kid's strength different from what was described in the intelligence?"

But before they could react, Lin Feng's body turned into a shadow and disappeared from where he stood.

"Not good!" The three figures retreated rapidly.

Bang bang bang!

Their bodies flew backward in unison, falling to the ground and spitting blood!

Shock! Fear! Three moves, three kills!

Their strength was that of Intermediate Grandmasters, and with the weapons in their hands, even a High-level Grandmaster would be unable to do anything to them.

Yet Lin Feng had crushed them in just a moment's work!

They realized instantly that their strength was simply not on the same level as Lin Feng's.

Lin Feng took a stride, rushed in front of the three, and then stomped his right foot hard onto the chest of one of them: "Who sent you?"

"The Zhao Family?" Lin Feng said coldly.

The only person he could think of was Zhao Ziyang.

"Lin Feng! If you dare to kill us, you will definitely die a miserable death!"

"I'm not joking!"

Hearing this, Lin Feng almost laughed out loud; this was the funniest joke he had ever heard in his life.

"Not talking? Then go to hell!"

Bang! His right foot landed heavily, stomping the black-robed man to death in one go.

Seeing this tragic scene, the other two were terrified out of their wits, scrambling up from the ground in a pathetic state to flee backward.

Chirp chirp! Lin Feng flicked two Silver Needles, instantly piercing through both of their legs.

He walked slowly toward the two, his footsteps like a grim reaper, scaring the two killers out of their minds.

"What are you doing?"

"I'll talk! I'll talk, okay?" One of them immediately wanted to reveal the person who had instructed them.

But just as he was about to speak, a loud boom exploded.

A terrifying Internal Energy arrived, directly smashing the black-robed man's head into smithereens.

A man covered in a murderous aura walked out from the darkness not far away.

The man's eyes were as scarlet as blood, and his entire body radiated an extremely dense aura of death.

With every step he took, the surrounding flowers and plants withered instantly!

"Heh heh heh!"

"I didn't expect it!"

"You've actually grown to this point!"

"Sure enough, you possess a different bloodline flowing through you!"

The man in front let out a hoarse voice, and Lin Feng frowned deeply.

But a moment later, he suddenly seemed to think of something.

The aura radiating from this person's body was the same as that of the mysterious powerhouses who had hunted him down all those years ago.

"Are you Blood Fiend?" Lin Feng said coldly.

The corners of the man's mouth curled into a cold, grim smile: "Lin Feng, you're not stupid after all!"

"I presume you have the thing I am looking for on you!"

"Hand over the treasures on your person obediently!"

Swish!

A monstrous baleful aura transformed into seven or eight ghost shadows, charging toward Lin Feng.

They bared their fangs and brandished their claws, as if they wanted to devour everything.

"I was just looking for you; I didn't expect you to appear on your own!"

"Perfect, it saves me from having to look for you everywhere!"

Boom! Lin Feng threw a punch, and those seven or eight ghost shadows were blasted into smithereens.

A terrifying killing intent spread out, centered on Lin Feng.

Is this the mysterious person Blood Fiend that Zhao Ziyang spoke of?

This person was like a ghost that had walked out of hell, his entire body exuding deathly aura; one must not touch that deathly aura, otherwise there could be danger.

Lin Feng guessed that Blood Fiend must have cultivated some kind of evil cultivation technique.

His martial mother Feng Tianjiao had once told him that in this world, besides normal Martial Artists, there were also some evil martial cultivators.

Blood Fiend must be one of these people!

Seeing his ghost shadows blasted to death by Lin Feng's punch, Blood Fiend immediately took a stride, his body appearing before Lin Feng like a phantom.

He reached out a palm like a skeleton and grabbed fiercely toward Lin Feng.

"Awoo!"

Lin Feng leaped up, struck a palm in mid-air, and a terrifying pressure blasted directly toward the top of Blood Fiend's head.

"True Dragon Qi? How is that possible?"

"You little bastard, what kind of cultivation technique is this?" Blood Fiend was shocked and terrified.

He hurriedly pulled back to retreat, but a dragon-shaped phantom blasted directly onto his body.

Pfft, he spat out a mouthful of black blood, his entire person incomparably horrified.

"Are you the one who killed over a hundred people of my Lin Family?" Lin Feng stared coldly into Blood Fiend's eyes and said.

"Retreat!"

Seeing that he was no match for Lin Feng, Blood Fiend immediately transformed into a black shadow and fled into the distance.

Just as Lin Feng wanted to give chase, a stunning figure wearing black silk suddenly grabbed his arm from behind.

"Lin Feng, why are you here?"

Lin Feng turned his head and saw a familiar face.

This person was none other than Liu Qianxue; Liu Qianxue was not wearing her military uniform today, but was instead wearing a black silk hip-hugging skirt, her hair scattered casually.

She had completely transformed into the style of a black-silk royal sister.

"I should be the one asking you that? Why did you come here?" Lin Feng frowned.

"This person killed over thirty soldiers of the Dragon Soul, and I am following the General Captain's orders to track down this person's whereabouts!"

"Oh? Do you know Blood Fiend's background?" Lin Feng's brows furrowed slightly.

Liu Qianxue nodded immediately, and at this moment, clatter-clatter-clatter, a group of Divine Dragon Guard squad members appeared closely behind her.

"He is a member of the Hidden Demon Sect and also a wanted criminal of the Dragon Soul!" Liu Qianxue said.

Hearing the three words "Hidden Demon Sect," Lin Feng's expression was slightly stunned.