Demon Dragon Mad God-Chapter 228 - 229 Invincible

Swoosh!

Only three disciples from the Seven Great Tribes were left. Lin Feng stepped forward and charged towards them.

"Junior Brothers, let’s fight him with all we’ve got!"

One burly disciple from the Seven Great Tribes, with eyes shining brightly, bellowed at the top of his lungs.

This person’s strength was indeed considerable; despite being injured, he had not fallen yet.

"Let’s do this!"

"Kill!"

The other two disciples from the Seven Great Tribes gritted their teeth, their faces showing a crazed determination as they advanced rather than retreated, charging towards Lin Feng.

Swoosh!

However, the burly disciple didn’t plan to make a move at all.

Taking advantage of the other two intercepting Lin Feng, he quickly turned around, executing his movement technique to the extreme and rushed towards the direction of the Iron Forest Country army.

Hmm?

Lin Feng’s eyebrows raised; he hadn’t expected this person to be so treacherous.

To have his fellow disciples obstruct him while he himself took the chance to flee.

"Xu Meng... you bastard!"

Upon seeing this, the other two disciples from the Seven Great Tribes were instantly filled with angered desperation, cursing aloud.

The two of them had already lost their nerve, merely forcing themselves to keep up the fight. Seeing the burly disciple flee only extinguished their will to battle entirely.

Swoosh, swoosh!

In the next moment, the two disciples from the Seven Great Tribes decisively turned around, abandoning Lin Feng, and fled rapidly.

"Think you can escape?"

Lin Feng wouldn’t let them go; his longsword swept through the air, and Sword Qi tore through the sky in an onslaught.

Ah! Ah!

They had barely turned around and hadn’t fled a few steps when they instantly met their demise.

Swoosh!

Immediately, Lin Feng didn’t hesitate and chased after the burly disciple.

The man was extremely fast, escaping hundreds of meters away within the span of two or three breaths.

But Lin Feng was faster, his footsteps executed to perfection, leaving a string of afterimages.

In just a few breaths’ time, Lin Feng was only a little over a hundred meters away from the man.

"Wind Demon Cave Heaven!"

Lin Feng thrust the Chi Long Sword in his hand fiercely forward, sending out a sharp Sword Light that shot through the void like an arrow from the sword’s tip.

This sword technique was a result of his recent dedicated cultivation.

Its power was impressive, easily rating as a very powerful Five Stars technique.

As the Sword Light burst forth, piercing through the void, it instantly entered the back of the burly disciple from the Seven Great Tribes.

"No!"

The burly disciple let out an indignant roar as his body surged tens of meters forward before collapsing to the ground with a thud.

Having killed this profound disciple of the Seven Great Tribes, Lin Feng let out a breath.

Over thirty disciples from the Seven Great Tribes had been slain, with not a single survivor.

The whole process was incredibly fast, taking place in just dozens of breaths.

Looking at the numerous corpses and seeing the blood-drenched ground, Lin Feng inwardly sighed.

So much Essence Blood, all going to waste!

Under the watchful eyes of many, with countless gazes fixed on him, it was impossible for him to consume it.

Sighing once more, Lin Feng looked up at the two groups of soldiers.

The entire camp of both armies was silent, so quiet one could hear a pin drop.

Everyone was still in a daze, not yet snapping out of their shock.

Over thirty disciples of the same rank dead in just dozens of breaths!

Not a single one left!

How could this be?

People were stunned once more.

After a while, a furious shout, thunderous as lightning, suddenly resounded throughout the place.

"Beast! Come meet your death!"

In the Iron Forest Country’s camp, General Tuoba Wentian’s face was purple-black, his eyes bursting with a Jingtian Killing Aura as he suddenly charged towards Lin Feng.

An incredibly formidable might surged from Tuoba Wentian, rising to the sky.

Boom!

Across the distance of more than a thousand meters, Tuoba Wentian sent a palm strike flying towards Lin Feng through the air.

Instantly, a massive True Qi palm, five to six meters in length and width, struck out with an explosive force.

Rumbling!

The True Qi palm strike was invincible, as fast as lightning, creating a whirlwind in its path.

In an instant, the True Qi palm strike was upon Lin Feng.

At this moment, Lin Feng’s body was stiff, his hair standing on end.

A deep sense of powerlessness surged in his heart, accompanied by the foreboding sense of imminent death.

Tuoba Wentian, although not a Heavenly Martial Master, was still a Ninth Layer Peak Earth Martial Master.

In the history of Hu Ben Country, not even the most heaven-defying Great Martial Master could withstand a blow from a Ninth Layer Earth Martial Master.

The gap in realms was an unbridgeable chasm!

At this moment, faced with a life and death crisis, Lin Feng’s eyes suddenly turned blood red, his face showing a hint of madness.

Just wait to die?

Impossible!

"Kill!"

With a sudden fierce shout, Lin Feng prepared to fight desperately.

Right at that moment, a ten-meter-long colossal Sword Energy, cleaving through the air with overwhelming force, came slashing from the front of the Hu Ben Army.

"Tuoba Wentian, you are courting death!"

The Guardian General’s furious shout rolled over the battlefield.

It was the Guardian General who took action!

The Guardian General had been on alert all along.

He was prepared to step in and rescue Lin Feng if he faced danger against those thirty-plus disciples from the Seven Great Tribes.

But he did not expect that Lin Feng would not only be safe, but all-conquering, slaying all those thirty-plus opponents.

Even he felt a storm of shock in his heart.

But fortunately, he had taken early precautions, otherwise, he would not have had time to save him from Tuoba Wentian’s palm strike.

Boom!

The Sword Energy collided with the True Qi giant palm, exploding with deafening force.

The intense shockwave swept through the surroundings.

Ugh!

Impacted by the shockwave, Lin Feng couldn’t help but groan, his figure retreating swiftly.

Even just the shockwave of such a level of attack posed a great threat to him.

"You can’t stop me! This brat must die!"

Frustrated by the Guardian General’s interference, Tuoba Wentian furiously strikes again, sending a succession of True Qi giant palms hurtling downward.

"Humph! Big words for someone who talks the talk!"

The Guardian General snorted coldly, his war sword slashing continuously in wide, fearsome arcs, as its terrifying Sword Energy crisscrossed in cutting action.

The Guardian General’s strength was extremely formidable, in no way inferior to Tuoba Wentian.

Every one of Tuoba Wentian’s attacks was crushed powerfully by the Guardian General.

Lin Feng kept retreating, distancing himself far from the battleground of the two.

Their continuous exchanges featured mighty Palm Forces that moved mountains and Supreme Sword Energy that cut through everything.

For a time, the battle between the two was at a deadlock, with neither able to claim victory.

The armies of the two countries, both filled with Killing Aura, watched the center of the battlefield closely.

However, both armies were well-trained and strictly disciplined, without an order from their commander, they would not rashly attack. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Boom boom boom!!!

Yuan Zhan and Tuoba Wentian engaged in a formidable and earth-shattering clash.

Both were Ninth Layer Peak Earth Martial Masters, each strike carrying the momentum to swallow mountains and rivers.

However, with the two being closely matched in strength, after dozens of exchanges, they both ceased the fight.

Tuoba Wentian’s face was ashen, but he was altogether unable to prevail against Yuan Zhan.

"Yuan Zhan, this brat has wantonly slaughtered the disciples of Xuangji Sect, his crimes are unforgivable."

Tuoba Wentian shouted furiously: "You can save him once, but you can’t protect him for a lifetime."

"What a joke!"

Yuan Zhan sneered at this, saying, "Your Xuanji Sect’s disciples mercilessly slaughter my Hu Ben disciples with utter cruelty, should we spare your lives in turn?"

"Hmph!"

Tuoba Wentian snorted coldly but had no comeback.

"Do you still wish to continue the duel?"

The victorious Guardian General Yuan Zhan asked with light laughter.

Tuoba Wentian glowered, his gaze flashing, and coldly said: "Of course we continue. In the upcoming rounds, we must reclaim our losses with interest. The question is, do you dare to continue?"

Tuoba Wentian was extremely irate inside; they were unbeatable in the first two rounds, but the defeat in the third round was thorough.

Compared with the losses of the third round, the victories of the first two seemed negligible.

Thirty-plus disciples, no less!