C42 It Was Raining on a Rainy Night

Lin Feng, who had released his martial soul, might not even realize how calm and confident he was at this moment. This feeling of control caused him to only tilt his head when the arrow pierced through the air. If it wasn't for his strong confidence and extreme calmness, who would be able to do this?

Stepping forward, Lin Feng's body instantly appeared in front of the crowd, preventing the arrows from being effective.

The long sword swung down with such precision that it made one's hair stand on end. Just as the Martial Cultivator was about to dodge, he realized that a sword from beyond the heavens was slashing towards him. There was no way for him to dodge, so he was killed by the sword.

"Release your martial soul and kill him." Nalan Hai shouted as his body retreated. When Lin Feng arrived in front of him, he felt a fear that came from the bottom of his heart. Especially when he saw those extremely calm eyes, Nalan Hai felt his soul throb.

Hearing Nalan Hai's words, everyone immediately came to their senses. All kinds of martial souls were released, and the dark night suddenly became brighter.

The martial soul of the person behind Lin Feng was a plant-type martial soul, the Vine. This kind of martial soul could make the body extremely flexible, and when the martial soul became powerful, the martial soul could condense. It could even release the martial soul and bind the enemy, causing the martial soul to be soft as if it had no bones, and the body to be able to change shape as it pleased.

The man attacked without a sound, as if a vine was spreading in the air, without even a trace. Seeing that his hand was about to touch Lin Feng, the man revealed a sinister smile.

Just as he was feeling pleased with himself, a dazzling light pierced his eyes, and his life was swallowed by the sword light.

The sword was extremely fast, precise, and ruthless to the extreme. Without any unnecessary movements, it killed in an instant.

After swinging his sword, Lin Feng did not stop. The sword light streaked across the darkness. There was a flash of blood and another person fell in the darkness.

At this moment, the Martial Cultivator at the Eighth or Ninth Level of Qi Martial Stage could not even withstand a single strike from Lin Feng's sword. The precise timing of Lin Feng's attack and the speed of his attack made it impossible for them to dodge.

"Hit." A meteor hammer whizzed over from behind Lin Feng and headed straight for his head. If he was hit by this strike, even if he didn't die, he would still lose the ability to fight.

"You want to dodge?"

Just as Lin Feng was about to turn around, a long spear pierced through the air in front of him. The strength was extremely fierce, and it attacked from both the front and back. The timing was impeccable, and Lin Feng was dead for sure.

"Kill!"

Lin Feng let out a light shout, and the long sword flew out of his hand and pierced into the chest of the person in front of him.

The person's body froze on the spot as he stared blankly at the sword in his chest. He never dreamed that Lin Feng would actually dare to abandon the sword at this moment.

At the same time, he was at the ninth level of the Spiritual Martial Stage. Although Lin Feng was indeed stronger than them, they had more people. As long as one of them hit Lin Feng, Lin Feng would definitely be heavily injured, and the price of being injured was death. In such a dangerous situation, how could he have thought that Lin Feng would actually abandon his sword?

His eyes were fixed on Lin Feng. Before he died, he wanted to see how Lin Feng was hit by the meteor hammer.

"Boom!"

An incomparably domineering explosive sound whistled out. The sword light was even brighter than before. Before the meteor hammer arrived, the head of the person who used the meteor hammer had already flown up, and the soft sword in Lin Feng's hand was stained with blood.

"So that's how it is." The person closed his eyes and his body fell to the ground.

At this moment, the head had just fallen from the sky, but the crowd had actually stopped their attacks. They knew that no one would be able to withstand that dazzling sword strike just now.

The Sword Drawing Arts, when the sword is drawn, it must drink blood. The power produced at the moment of drawing the sword was not something that a person at the Ninth Level of Qi Martial Stage could contend with.

The crowd forgot to attack, but Lin Feng would never forget. Streaks of bright light bloomed one after another. With the arrival of each ray of light, there would be blood as a foil. Not a single sword strike was wasted, and every sword strike was released to its fullest potential.

At this moment, Lin Feng had long since forgotten about his kindness. In his heart, other than calmness, there was only indifference.

Nalan Hai's body trembled as he watched the experts fall one by one. These were all experts at the eighth or ninth level of the Qi Martial Stage. Even in the city master's mansion, they were a tyrannical force. However, at this moment, they were like straw, allowing Lin Feng to kill them as he pleased, killing one person with each step.

What made Lin Feng's sword so deadly? Moreover, Lin Feng's eyes were so calm that Nalan Hai was terrified. Lin Feng, who was immersed in killing, seemed to have become a completely different person.

The whistling sound of the sword became louder and louder, covering the sound of the rain. It was as if there was only sword qi left in the space in front of them, nothing else, and this sword qi was getting stronger and stronger.

"Run!"

Nalan Hai woke up from his shock. There was only one thought left in his mind: to get away from this devil.

Without any hesitation, Nalan Hai turned around and left.

"It's not too late to leave now, is it?" The mocking voice was exceptionally ear-piercing in the darkness. The sound of the sword whistling suddenly disappeared without a trace, leaving only Lin Feng's footsteps in the water.

Nalan Hai's footsteps stiffened as he faced Lin Feng and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Lin Feng, you also know that this matter has nothing to do with me. It was the young lady who wanted to kill you. I was just following her orders."

"I know." Lin Feng nodded, causing Nalan Hai's heart to be filled with joy, as if he had seen hope.

"So, if a dog is killed, then so be it. Death is not a pity." Lin Feng's next words caused Nalan Hai's body to stiffen, and then he saw the last ray of light in his life, the light that engulfed him.

Looking at the fallen Nalan Hai, Lin Feng was expressionless. He turned around and looked at the corpses lying on the ground. Lin Feng lifted his foot and gradually walked into the distance.

"Nalan Feng."

A low voice came from afar, drifting in the rainy night.

Lin Feng did not know how long he had been walking for when he arrived at a dark wilderness. He sat cross-legged on the ground, and the white light kept flickering. The Elemental Qi of Universe on Lin Feng's body turned into a substantial luster that circulated around his body. The moment his Dark Martial Soul throbbed, Lin Feng knew that he was about to break through.

It was said that the Martial Soul was a part of the Martial Cultivator's soul. It could communicate with the spirit, and when the Martial Soul was about to awaken, the Martial Cultivator could feel it himself.

Lin Feng, who was sitting on the ground, frowned. At this moment, he had a strange feeling, an indescribable feeling, as if something was summoning him.

A moment later, a tearing pain came, causing Lin Feng's heart to tighten. He knew that the most dangerous moment had come.

Only those with a strong will would be able to awaken their martial soul. This was a publicly acknowledged truth in the continent. No one doubted that those with weak will would not be able to awaken their martial soul.

The tearing pain gradually became more intense. Lin Feng had an illusion that someone was tearing his soul apart, tearing his entire soul into pieces. The pain of his soul being torn apart made Lin Feng instantly bite his lips, and dark red blood seeped out from his lips.

"It hurts. Why is it so painful?" Lin Feng had still underestimated the pain he would have to endure when his martial soul awakened. As someone who had lived two lives, the injuries he had suffered in the past were nothing compared to the pain he was facing now. The pain of his soul being torn apart was something that no one could describe unless they experienced it themselves.

The rain gradually stopped, but Lin Feng's body was still wet. He could not tell if it was rain or sweat. At this moment, he had forgotten everything but to endure the pain.

"Ah..." A hoarse roar came out of Lin Feng's mouth. Before the pain had even passed, an even more terrifying pain in his soul had struck him again, causing him to wish that he could die.

"If I am unable to endure this pain and my martial soul is unable to undergo the awakening of my life force, I will still be bullied by others in this life. For example, when my father and I were chased out of the family, people like Lin Qian and Nalan would dare to kill me at will. If I live in such humiliation, I might as well not live this life."

Lin Feng gritted his teeth and persevered. His firm belief threw the pain to the side. No one could stop his determination to become stronger, not even the heavens.

The pain could not erode Lin Feng's powerful will as if it could disappear at any time. Lin Feng's tensed heart also relaxed a little. The awakening of his martial soul should be fine.

"Hiss...Ah!"

An extremely miserable sound rang out. Lin Feng's entire body suddenly trembled, and another tearing pain that was several times more painful than before came over, causing Lin Feng to close his eyes and bleed from his orifices.

"Damn it, I... F * ck!" A few words came out of Lin Feng's mouth, his body trembled, and then he fell to the ground and fainted.