Chapter 117: The Confident Woman

Lin Feng couldn't help but smile; a true expert kills with a single strike.

No matter how formidable a defensive weapon is, it can only protect the body, not the head, throat, or other vital areas.

Therefore, the Golden Hedgehog Soft Armor that Liu Qianxue spoke of was useless to an expert like Lin Feng; it could only delay the moment of death by a few seconds.

"Just say it already!"

"Do you really want to hear it?" Lin Feng said.

Liu Qianxue nodded: "Why are you being so long-winded like a woman!"

Liu Qianxue was straightforward and blunt; after putting on the Golden Hedgehog Soft Armor, her self-confidence inflated once again.

In her view, she and over a hundred Divine Dragon Guards were enough to capture Blood Fiend alive!

"Alright then, I'll tell you the truth!"

"If you face him, you don't have the slightest chance of winning!"

"It would just be throwing your life away for nothing!"

"So, stop tracking Blood Fiend's whereabouts; I will take this person down myself!" Lin Feng said with his hands behind his back.

Liu Qianxue's expression changed instantly, and her pupils couldn't help but tremble twice.

"What about the General Captain?"

"With his strength, dealing with Blood Fiend should be simple, right?" Liu Qianxue asked.

"The outcome would be about the same as yours, perhaps he would just die a little slower!"

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he prepared to continue tracking Blood Fiend's trail, but he didn't expect Liu Qianxue to be instantly enraged upon hearing his words.

"Hmph! Stop bragging!"

"The peak of Martial Dao is merely Grandmaster Great Perfection, and the General Captain's strength has long reached this level!"

"Even if this Blood Fiend is strong, how much stronger can he be than the General Captain?"

"Besides, the General Captain has five hundred Divine Dragon Guards under his command, and the combat power of these Divine Dragon Guards is no less than a brigade!"

Liu Qianxue felt that Lin Feng was completely exaggerating and trying to scare her.

She didn't believe a word of Lin Feng's nonsense!

This time, she must capture Blood Fiend alive to prove herself; if she could really capture Blood Fiend, Liu Qianxue would have the qualifications to be promoted to General Captain.

It is said that the Hall Master of Longhun Hall was promoted from the bottom, and in just a few years, she surpassed the entire military and even became the strongest female War God of the Dragon Kingdom.

Liu Qianxue had long since taken the Hall Master as her idol, so she wanted to perform a meritorious deed and prove herself more than anyone else.

"The peak of Martial Dao, Grandmaster Great Perfection?"

"Heh, that is merely a realm in the mouths of you mortals!" Lin Feng smiled indifferently.

His master's wife once told him that the path of Martial Dao has no end; in ordinary society, what an average Martial Artist pursues for their entire life is nothing more than Grandmaster Great Perfection.

This is also the highest realm that ordinary people can reach.

However, the Ancient Martial Sects and Ancient Families practice Ancient Martial Arts, which are worlds apart from the realms spoken of by ordinary people.

Take Lin Feng for example; the starting point for a disciple of the Mysterious Gate is already a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Only after breaking through Great Perfection can one truly step into the lineage of Ancient Martial Arts.

The Ancient Martial realms are divided into Postnatal, Innate, Martial Venerable, Martial King, Martial Emperor, and Martial Deity, with nine levels in each realm.

But in today's society, the environment of Earth has undergone hundreds of thousands of years of change and is no longer as suitable for cultivation as it once was.

Today, the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth is thin, and Ancient Martial experts are few and far between; even those ancient sects and ancient families are nearing decline.

No one knows exactly how many Ancient Martial experts still exist in this world.

Liu Qianxue is just shallow in her knowledge and has not come into contact with the true Ancient Martial realms.

Lin Feng did not look down on Liu Qianxue; he just didn't want her to throw her life away for nothing by seeking out an expert like Blood Fiend.

Unexpectedly, Lin Feng's words and actions were seen by Liu Qianxue as blatant discrimination.

"What did you say?"

"Mortals?"

"Heh... are you a god?" A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Liu Qianxue's mouth.

"Don't think that just because your kung fu is better than mine, you can look down on people!"

"Just you wait, I will definitely catch Blood Fiend!"

After Liu Qianxue finished speaking, she quickly took out her phone and made a call to Zhou Hao.

Lin Feng shook his head to himself.

This woman is too confident; no, she is a bit too conceited!

This kind of conceit will make her suffer a great loss!

Meanwhile, Zhou Hao and Yang Xiao were leading dozens of Divine Dragon Guards to guard an intersection.

Receiving Liu Qianxue's message, Zhou Hao quickly answered the phone: "Captain!"

"Pass down the order: Blood Fiend has appeared. Have all Divine Dragon Guard team members guard every key passage in Jiangbei; do not let any suspicious person leave!"

"I will continue to track Blood Fiend's whereabouts. If you see the opponent, do not engage in combat for the time being; notify me and the General Captain immediately!"

Although Liu Qianxue did not believe what Lin Feng said, she still reminded Zhou Hao and Yang Xiao to be careful, as their strength was relatively weak.

If they encounter Blood Fiend, they should not engage the opponent and wait for her to come and provide support.

Although Lin Feng saved her life, this attitude of looking down on others still made Liu Qianxue feel very unhappy.

Lin Feng looked at Liu Qianxue's attire, and a smile of appreciation couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

"I have to say, this outfit suits you quite well; it looks much better than that armor from Longhun!"

The combat armor of Longhun actually obscured Liu Qianxue's figure a bit.

Liu Qianxue's figure was perfect; a pair of breasts squeezed out a deep cleavage, paired with a swan neck and snow-white skin, making her look exceptionally beautiful.

Yet, that face always carried a hint of coldness that kept strangers at a distance.

"Get lost!"

"I'm leaving; you're on your own!"

"If Blood Fiend hunts you down, you'd better not come crying to me for help!"

After Liu Qianxue finished speaking, she took the Divine Dragon Guard and quickly vanished from Lin Feng's sight.

After she left, Lin Feng put away his smile; he called his younger sister and told her to lock the door and sleep soundly.

Afterward, his body turned into an afterimage and quickly vanished into the void.

With his current strength, although he could not roam the void, short-distance flight was no problem at all.

Lin Feng knew that Blood Fiend was severely injured and, on top of that, was being hunted by so many people from the Dragon Soul.

He would certainly choose to hide temporarily.

As for where in Jiangbei he could hide, there was naturally only one place: the Zhao Family.

A black shadow flew rapidly toward the direction of the Zhao Family.

At this moment, a sinister black ghost-like shadow rushed into the Zhao Family manor.

The few armed guards at the entrance sensed something amiss and instantly raised their guns, aiming at Blood Fiend.

"Who goes there?"

"Rip!"

Blood Fiend grabbed one person by the top of their head, and the armed guard's body rapidly shriveled up; in less than ten seconds, they were drained into a dried corpse.

The other three, seeing this scene, were scared out of their wits and ran directly into the manor villa.

"It's bad, M... Master, someone is k-killing!"

"You bastards, don't you see that Master Chen is currently treating Ziyang's injuries?"

An old man wearing a long robe with white hair and beard stood with his hands behind his back, a look of anger surging on his face.

This person was none other than the Head of the Family of the Zhao Family, Zhao Ziyang's grandfather, Zhao Hong; standing beside him were two middle-aged men, who were Zhao Ziyang's father and second uncle.

In the villa's living room, a hospital bed was placed, and Zhao Ziyang lay on it in pain, his leg in a cast.