Chapter 118: Lin Feng Must Die

Chen Zhangsheng was lowering his head, setting the bones for Zhao Ziyang; that day, Zhao Ziyang had his four limbs broken by Lin Feng and had been recuperating at home ever since.

It was not until today that the Zhao Family members invited Chen Zhangsheng to treat Zhao Ziyang's illness.

Having finally reached a critical moment, if anyone disturbed Chen Zhangsheng while he was attending to his grandson, Zhao Hong would not spare those two bastards.

Yet, those two guards acted as if they had seen a ghost, turning around repeatedly and pointing toward the direction of the door.

A ghostly shadow, radiating a dense aura of death from head to toe, flashed inside.

When the Zhao Family members saw this person's figure, they were all given a great fright; there was not a trace of color on the face of Xue Sha, which resembled a skull.

Under the illumination of the lights, it appeared incomparably eerie and sinister; the Zhao Family members had never seen such a scene, and they all screamed in terror.

"Ghost!"

"Shut up, all of you!" Zhao Hong barked, and the people present immediately covered their mouths, not daring to speak.

Zhao Hong was seen squeezing out a smile, bowing and scraping as he went to greet Xue Sha.

"Lord Xue Sha, why have you come?"

Zhao Hong felt that Xue Sha's body seemed somewhat different; drops of dark red blood were flowing out from under his robe.

Crack! Xue Sha was seen gripping his left arm with his right hand and giving it a light tug; a skeletal-like short limb was torn off and discarded on the ground.

A thick, intense rage and ferocity were mixed in Xue Sha's eyes.

"That little bastard actually broke one of my arms!"

"In several decades, I have never suffered such a loss!"

Zhao Hong was so shocked that his eyelids twitched uncontrollably; he hurriedly asked, "Lord, what happened?"

"Didn't you take people to kill that brat Lin Feng?"

"How did it go? Is that brat dead?"

A glimmer of hope also surged in Zhao Ziyang's eyes; he had been waiting for good news from Lord Xue Sha.

Only if Lin Feng died could the resentment in his heart be eliminated.

"He is not dead; his strength is not what it used to be, and I am no match for him!" Xue Sha admitted without the slightest concealment.

Chen Zhangsheng, standing to the side, was so frightened that his body could not stop trembling.

He had heard that the Zhao Family's young master, Zhao Ziyang, had his four limbs broken by Lin Feng and became a cripple, and that the Zhao Family had hired a killer to hunt Lin Feng down.

He had not expected that the one working for the Zhao Family would be such a terrifying existence.

What exactly was this person's background?

Why did it feel like he had just crawled out of a graveyard?

It was not just Chen Zhangsheng; those Zhao Family members had the same feeling, and they even felt as if they were currently lying in a coffin.

The sinister aura radiating from Xue Sha's entire body caused the surrounding air to drop by more than ten degrees.

From head to toe, they could all feel a cold, icy chill.

In reality, only Old Master Zhao Hong of the Zhao Family, Zhao Ziyang, and Zhao Ziyang's father and second uncle knew of Xue Sha's existence.

The other Zhao Family members had never seen the true face of this person, Xue Sha, so it was not strange that they wore such expressions.

It was just that what shocked Zhao Hong and Zhao Ziyang beyond measure was that Xue Sha was actually no match for Lin Feng.

"Lord, what should we do now?"

"That little bastard beat my grandson into a serious injury!"

"Moreover, our Zhao Family has occupied so many of the Lin Family's assets; one day, this piece of trash will come knocking at our door!" Zhao Hong was somewhat at a loss.

"No rush; my Blood Fiend Demonic Scripture has already been cultivated to the eighth level, and I am only one step away from the ninth level!"

"The day my demonic art reaches perfection will be the time that brat dies without a burial place!"

"I want you to capture one hundred young boys and girls for me and send them to the place where I cultivate!"

The Blood Fiend Demonic Art was a cultivation method Xue Sha had accidentally obtained from an ancient tomb several decades ago.

Ever since he practiced this art, his flesh and blood withered, and he turned into a creature that was neither human nor ghost.

His wife and son were also killed by his own hands because Xue Sha suffered a cultivation deviation; since then, several mysterious powerhouses sought Xue Sha out.

They invited him to join a mysterious sect, saying it could restore his physical body; this sect was the Hidden Demon Sect.

But after joining the Hidden Demon Sect, Xue Sha was gradually eroded by the demonic art, becoming completely addicted to practicing and killing.

As for whether he could restore his physical body, he no longer cared!

The current him had long since degenerated into a thorough devil.

The Blood Fiend Demonic Art relied on absorbing the vital blood of living people to increase strength.

He had originally wanted to kill Lin Feng, make Lin Feng reveal the whereabouts of the Lin Family's treasures, and then absorb Lin Feng, which would allow him to break through to the ninth level of the Blood Fiend Demonic Art.

By that time, his strength would have increased several-fold; he had not expected Lin Feng's strength to greatly exceed his expectations.

Because of this, Xue Sha had to look for another method to break through.

When Zhao Hong heard Xue Sha's request, the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch.

To tell the truth, over these years, he had already done enough evil deeds for Xue Sha and really did not want to kill anyone else.

Moreover, Zhao Hong could not gather so many young boys and girls in a short time.

If things went wrong, he might even expose himself; if the people from the Dragon Soul or the War Department found out about the crimes he had committed, the Zhao Family would be completely finished.

"Lord Xue Sha, I really have no way to get one hundred young boys and girls!"

Swish! Upon hearing Zhao Hong's reply, Xue Sha's pair of scarlet pupils stared at him fiercely.

Crack! Zhao Hong was grabbed by the throat and lifted up, his old face turning deep red.

Slap! He struck Zhao Hong across the face, and Zhao Hong flew out heavily, spitting blood.

This scene left the Zhao Family members completely dumbfounded!

"Within three days, bring me one hundred young boys and girls, otherwise, I will offer all of you in the Zhao Family as a blood sacrifice!"

"Hehehe, how you choose is up to you!"

After Blood Fiend finished speaking, his body turned into a ghostly shadow and vanished from the hall.

After he left, the members of the Zhao Family all gasped in cold air.

Zhao Ziyang's expression was ugly to the extreme: "Grandfather, that little bastard Lin Feng actually didn't die!"

"Damn it, why is he so strong?"

Zhao Ziyang's five fingers sank deep into his palms; the pain of his severed limb was all caused by Lin Feng.

If Lin Feng does not die, Zhao Ziyang will have no peace of mind!

"How would I know that?"

"It's truly hellish; what kind of heaven-defying opportunity did this little piece of trash run into?"

"He actually turned the tables and leaped to become a dragon!"

"If he finds out that my Zhao Family participated in the extermination of the Lin Family back then, will he let us off?"

"This brat must die!"

"Since Blood Fiend couldn't kill him, then we'll change the way we deal with him!" Zhao Hong said with a gloomy face.

"I heard this kid has committed many major incidents recently and offended countless people!"

"Tomorrow, Yunxiao Group is holding a banquet in Jiangbei; we can cooperate with Yunxiao Group and use their hands to get rid of this little bastard!"

"I have already ordered people to prepare a generous gift for Yunxiao Group; besides, tomorrow, over a dozen big shots in Jiangbei will join forces with me to deal with Lin Feng!"

"He won't be able to jump around for many more days!"

Zhao Hong had been struck by Blood Fiend and felt an inexplicable fire in his heart; he counted this debt entirely on Lin Feng's head.