CHAPTER 330: CHAPTER 329: SUCH GOOD LUCK!

"If you won’t speak, then prepare to die!"

Lin Feng said coldly, putting a bit more force into his palm.

Zhao Ang was immediately scared out of his wits and anxiously said, "It’s the hundred-year Blood Ganoderma, located in a canyon thirty miles east. There are several Divine Wind Camp disciples and Heavenly Sword Sect disciples fighting over it, I didn’t dare go in alone!"

Faced with a life-and-death crisis, Zhao Ang spilled all the information to Lin Feng in one breath.

"Is that so? Thanks for letting me know!"

Lin Feng nodded slightly, then suddenly clenched his hand with force, and with a crisp sound, Zhao Ang’s neck was directly snapped.

Lin Feng never held back against those who wanted to kill him. Killing such people was just that—killing. Lin Feng would never hesitate.

After killing Zhao Ang, Lin Feng searched and took his Storage Bag and Waist Token.

The opponent’s Waist Token was almost identical to Lin Feng’s, displaying the number ’840’, which clearly indicated that the opponent had scored eight hundred and forty points.

The next moment, the blue light on the opponent’s Waist Token instantly dissipated, and the numbers disappeared as well.

Lin Feng glanced at his own Waist Token; indeed, his Waist Token automatically increased by eight hundred forty points.

Then, without further delay, Lin Feng flashed away, flying towards the east.

Hundred-year Blood Ganoderma?

That is a rare treasure! Of course, Lin Feng wouldn’t miss it!

Blood Ganoderma is extremely precious, and a hundred-year-old Blood Ganoderma is an even rarer treasure. It is said that this item contains a massive essence of vital blood energy, and after a Great Martial Master consumes it, there’s an eighty percent chance to directly advance by one realm.

Lin Feng’s speed was incredibly fast, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he approached the canyon.

Boom, bang!

From afar, Lin Feng heard a violent sound of fighting coming from the canyon ahead.

As Lin Feng drew closer, he clearly saw the situation inside the canyon.

At this moment, there were about a dozen people in the canyon, including thirteen Divine Wind Camp disciples and two Heavenly Sword Sect disciples.

Both sides were fighting fiercely, making it difficult to determine a clear winner.

The two youths from the Heavenly Sword Sect were both Great Martial Master Ninth Layer cultivators, while among the thirteen of the Divine Wind Camp, only one was at the Great Martial Master Ninth Layer, twelve mostly at the Great Martial Master Eighth Layer, and only three were at the Great Martial Master Seventh Layer.

Although there were only two from the Heavenly Sword Sect, their combat power was immensely strong. Facing the encirclement of thirteen Divine Wind Camp members, they didn’t fall behind at all.

"People from the Dynasty?"

Seeing those dozen or so Divine Wind Camp disciples, Lin Feng immediately sneered.

At Lin Feng’s level of cultivation, his memory had greatly improved. He would not forget any person he had seen; these thirteen were indeed members of the Dynasty.

Above these dozen sect disciples, on a rock wall tens of meters high, grew a head-sized blood-red Ganoderma, the Blood Ganoderma.

"Heh! It seems that the Diancang Sect disciple indeed didn’t lie!"

Lin Feng was overjoyed: "Blood Ganoderma, I’m taking it!"

Immediately, Lin Feng’s figure flickered, executing the Shadow Step to its utmost, turning into a howling gust of wind, rushing toward the Blood Ganoderma.

Swoosh!

Lin Feng was already extremely fast and after putting on the Wind Chasing Sun Boots, his speed reached its peak. Approaching the rock wall, Lin Feng kicked off the ground, his figure soaring up and plucked the Blood Ganoderma.

"Who is it?"

Below, the dozen people engaged in fierce battle, realizing that someone took advantage of their distraction and seized the Blood Ganoderma, were instantly enraged and quickly ceased fighting.

Swoosh!

Lin Feng, after plucking the Blood Ganoderma, descended and landed in the canyon.

"Lin Feng?"

The dozen Dynasty disciples, after seeing Lin Feng’s face clearly, immediately their eyes burst with killing intent.

"Ha ha ha!!"

One of the handsome-faced disciples from the dynasty, who had reached the Great Martial Master Ninth Layer, suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Lin Feng, heaven has a path you didn’t take; hell has no gate yet you’ve intruded unbidden!"

Thirteen dynasty disciples immediately leaped forward, quickly surrounding Lin Feng. They never imagined their luck would be this good, to encounter such a huge surprise so quickly.

Penglai Fairyland is so vast, finding someone is not an easy task, yet now, it’s not a problem at all, as the person has delivered himself to them.

The handsome disciple was ecstatic in his heart; Lin Feng was right before his eyes, as long as he killed Lin Feng, the Level Three treasure would be his!

"Congratulations to Brother Guo Mao, you’ll soon receive the reward from Senior Brother Yin!"

The remaining dynasty disciples congratulated the handsome disciple one after another.

Although they also wanted the Level Three treasure, with Guo Mao there, there obviously wasn’t a chance for them! Because he was stronger! They didn’t qualify and didn’t dare to snatch Lin Feng’s credit! Otherwise, they were very clear in their hearts, it would be courting a calamitous death!

Lin Feng glanced at the people, scoffed coldly, and wondered how these people could be so sure they’d kill him before the battle even began?

Lin Feng turned his head, looked at the two Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, and said, "You two may leave! I won’t kill you!"

Upon hearing this, the faces of the two Heavenly Sword Sect disciples turned cold.

A Great Martial Master Seventh Layer Martial Artist, actually saying he won’t kill them! How ridiculous!

One of them said, "You took our Blood Ganoderma, and yet you expect us to leave, what a joke!"

The two Heavenly Sword Sect disciples clearly had no intention of leaving.

Lin Feng shook his head helplessly and said, "Since you won’t leave, then die with them!"

With that, Lin Feng shouted loudly, "Demon Dragon Star!"

Boom!

The next moment, a Demon Dragon Star surrounded by a purple halo suddenly floated up, a vast black vortex appeared as if it could devour the heavens and the earth.

This place is Penglai Fairyland, killing is unrestricted, Lin Feng didn’t want to waste time, and directly released his Star.

"What? Xuan Grade Star?"

Seeing Lin Feng’s Star, everyone was utterly horrified, their faces full of shock.

In the entire Hu Ben Country among the younger generation, the most powerful were only Ninth Grade, but Lin Feng’s Star was actually a Xuan Grade, surpassing Ninth Grade? How could this be?

How could they not be shocked!

"Die!"

Lin Feng, unwilling to speak further, activated Demon Dragon Star, beginning to absorb everyone’s True Qi and blood energy.

Simultaneously, Lin Feng’s figure flashed continuously, wearing the Wind Chasing Sun Boots, holding the Spirit-Slaying Sword, the sword light fiercely attacked, slaughtering everyone.

"What’s happening? Why is my True Qi suddenly becoming chaotic?"

"Not good, the blood energy in my body is rapidly decreasing!"

"..."

The people were terrified and confused, trying urgently to suppress the abnormalities in their bodies.

But Lin Feng gave them no chance, the fierce sword light sweeping over them like a blanket.

"Wind Demon Blood Rain!"

"Wind Demon Shocking Cloud Slash!"

"Wind Howling Nine Heavens!"

After a round of attacks from Lin Feng, countless fresh blood sprayed, shooting up to the sky, extremely bloody.

Ahhhh!!

One after another, ghastly cries of agony resounded, making one’s flesh creep.

After a short while, Lin Feng stood with his sword, and besides him, there was no one else alive.

Lin Feng unleashed his full fighting capacity without any reservation; the Middle Grade Level Three Spirit-Slaying Sword, coupled with the powerful Demon Dragon Star, it wouldn’t matter if there were a hundred people here, they wouldn’t be enough for him to kill.