CHAPTER 777: CHAPTER 593_3

From afar, Yin Tianchou’s voice could be heard.

Lin Feng’s heart shuddered upon hearing those words; a Middle Rank Martial King meant that the opponent’s cultivation was between the Fourth Layer and the Sixth Layer of the Martial King Realm.

However, Lin Feng felt no fear in his heart; instead, a sense of battle spirit rose within him.

Middle Rank Martial King?

In a battle of equals, victory or defeat is not a foregone conclusion!

"Demon Dragon Star Power!"

Without any hesitation, Lin Feng activated the Star Power, and the Devouring Power instantly enveloped the Iron Palm King within it.

"What’s happening?"

Iron Palm King was taken aback, feeling his True Yuan and blood boiling inside him as if being called upon, desperately seeping out of his body.

"Die!"

A fierce shout rang out as Lin Feng struck with his sword, its mighty Sword Qi tearing through the void, assaulting the Iron Palm King.

"Courting death!"

Watching Lin Feng’s Sword Qi come hurtling towards him, Iron Palm King was furious. As he retreated rapidly, he struggled to suppress the chaotic True Yuan and Qi-Blood within his body.

"Break!"

With an Iron Palm like a mountain, he thunderously struck at Lin Feng’s Sword Qi.

Boom!

The Sword Qi and Handprint collided, each exploding and shattering.

At this moment, a faint cold light shot towards the Iron Palm King from the side. The cold light was incredibly swift, nearing the Iron Palm King in a flash.

"What?"

Iron Palm King instantly detected the cold light, his hairs standing on end. However, true to his status as a Martial King Realm Strong Person, even though his cultivation was restricted, his reflexes were still incomparable to those of an ordinary Earth Martial Master Martial Artist.

In a split-second, Iron Palm King’s body made a swift turn.

Whoosh!

The cold light flashed by, narrowly missing his shoulder.

"Spirit Sword!"

Immediately after, Iron Palm King recognized the light for what it was.

Lin Feng inwardly sighed; sure enough, the Middle Rank Martial King was formidable. The combined forces of the Devouring Power and the sneak attack of the Spirit Sword were to no avail.

"No good, I must reach the Martial Master Seventh Layer as soon as possible!"

Lin Feng clenched his teeth, feeling immense pressure. There were too many strong people around; although he had Nine Spirit Vortices and his combat strength was formidable, it was still not enough.

The number of people who have restored to the Martial Master level of cultivation was increasing and now numbered over two thousand.

Among them, many strong individuals emerged, such as two youths with lightning flashing around them, simply irresistible.

And there was a youth in a black robe, bloodlight surging on him, with no equal martial artist able to withstand even one of his attacks at the same level.

Lin Feng took a deep breath; only by reaching the Martial Master Seventh Layer would he be able to wield the Great Five Elements Power, and only then would he have the mighty power to fight above his class.

By that time, even Martial King Realm Strong People, if equal in rank, would have to suffer defeat against him.

Swoosh!

Lin Feng decisively abandoned the Iron Palm King and swiftly moved in another direction.

"Die!"

Lin Feng struck with his sword, the sword light flashed, and a middle-aged man at Martial Master Second Layer was instantly slain.

At the same time, under his control, the Spirit Sword also killed a Martial Artist of Martial Master First Layer nearby.

Buzzing~~

The Spirit Vortex within Lin Feng trembled, and his True Yuan surged, finally restoring him to the Martial Master Third Layer Realm.

Afterward, Lin Feng continued to move forward, continue the slaughter, while the Demon Dragon Star Power was activated once again.

However, due to those who had attained the Martial Master level of cultivation being rather scattered, and the Demon Dragon Star Power not being strong enough to cover many people at the same time,

Even so, Lin Feng’s killing speed was very fast; in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he had killed another hundred people.

Aside from those who were originally Martial King strong people, and some prodigies with tremendous strength, ordinary martial artists, even if their cultivation was higher than Lin Feng’s, were no match for him.

Lin Feng’s cultivation continued to recover, and it wasn’t long before he had reached the Martial Master Fifth Layer Realm.

However, Lin Feng didn’t dare to go on a killing spree too crazily; he needed to keep his mind clear at all times to avoid falling into a killing frenzy.

Sword light flickered, blood splattered, and bodies tumbled down from the skies.

Below, the pile of bodies grew like a mountain, and Lin Feng even stored many of the bodies in his Storage Ring, for they all possessed storage rings.