Chapter 431: 17 Directly Crushing to Death

Chapter 431: Chapter 17 Directly Crushing to Death

“Zi Ling’er, I already see you; come out at once,” Xue Zhenghao bellowed.

Originally curled up tightly, Zi Ling’er shuddered even more in fear upon hearing Xue Zhenghao’s demon-like voice.

“Zi Ling’er, if you don’t come out, do you believe I would kill Li Qingxuan?” Xue Zhenghao suddenly threatened, “How good has Li Qingxuan been to you, do you really want to watch her die tragically because of you?”

“Sister Qingxuan…” Zi Ling’er murmured.

Since her brother had died, Sister Qingxuan was the only truly kind person to her in the entire sect.

“No, don’t…”

Zi Ling’er cried out, not knowing where this sudden courage had come from!

She ran out of the cave.

“Let go, let Sister Qingxuan go.”

Zi Ling’er looked at Xue Zhenghao angrily and fearfully.

To her, Xue Zhenghao was just like a demon, an image Zi Ling’er could never erase from her memory—his bestial actions that night. Had it not been for several fellow disciples passing by and hearing the commotion, Zi Ling’er knew she would have definitely been violated by Xue Zhenghao.

But sometimes fate is that terrifying; in the end, nothing could be changed.

“Ling’er, hurry away, don’t worry about me, just run!”

Li Qingxuan yelled loudly.

“Cheap wench!”

With a sneer, Xue Zhenghao kicked Li Qingxuan, sending her flying over ten meters away; her body curled up like a shrimp from the severe pain, trembling violently.

“I promise you; I agree to everything, just let Sister Qingxuan go,” Zi Ling’er’s pretty face was filled with a look of despair.

She had repeatedly evaded Xue Zhenghao, but ultimately, she couldn’t escape the cruel clutches of fate.

“Heh heh, if only you had been obedient earlier, none of this would have happened,” Xue Zhenghao said with a wicked laugh.

As his words fell, Xue Zhenghao lunged towards Zi Ling’er.

Zi Ling’er closed her eyes in despair.

“Ah, who are you?” But shortly thereafter, Zi Ling’er heard Xue Zhenghao’s angry and shocked cry.

Zi Ling’er opened her eyes and saw a mysterious figure wearing a straw hat standing before her, who had grabbed Xue Zhenghao by the neck and hoisted him into the air.

“My god, so powerful…”

A group of female disciples who had run over with Lin Feng were shocked, staring at Lin Feng. They had only felt a blur flash by, and Lin Feng had vanished; in the next moment, he was already in front of Zi Ling’er with his right hand clenching Xue Zhenghao’s neck and lifting him up.

Lin Feng paid no heed to Xue Zhenghao’s questioning. He turned his head to look at Zi Ling’er and asked, “Are you Zi Ling’er?”

Zi Ling’er nodded.

“My name is Lin Feng, I am a good buddy of Zixiao, from now on, I’m your brother. Whoever bullies you, I’ll take their life,” Lin Feng extended his left hand.

“Brother…”

Zi Ling’er murmured the word, tears involuntarily flowing down. She stretched out her hand timidly, but Lin Feng took the initiative to reach over, firmly seizing Zi Ling’er’s small hand.

Zi Ling’er just felt that it was a pair of warm hands, just like her brother Zixiao’s, equally warm.

The fear in her heart dissipated the moment she grasped Lin Feng’s left hand, as if she had found a reliance.

“Kid, let me go, or you’re dead,” Xue Zhenghao roared in fury.

He was now a core disciple of the Qingyang Sect, an esteemed status.

“Being hoisted by the neck like this, for Xue Zhenghao, was an utter and humiliating disgrace.”

He was now even contemplating how to deal with Lin Feng once the Qingyang Sect’s experts arrived and caught him.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

In the distance, figures flew towards them.

The higher-ups from the Martial Soul Hall and the Qingyang Sect.

“It really is him,” Yu Ji slightly narrowed her phoenix eyes upon seeing Lin Feng’s figure.

She hadn’t expected Lin Feng to venture alone, daringly, to the Qingyang Sect.

Yu Ji was, of course, aware of the Qingyang Sect’s bounty on Lin Feng.

“Really has the audacity of the heavens,” Yu Ji’s lips curved into a smile.

“Martial Soul Hall friend, can’t we sit down calmly and talk? There’s no need for such a tense confrontation,” the Qingyang Sect’s Great Elder, relieved to see Zi Ling’er unharmed, spoke with a forced smile.

“People from the Martial Soul Hall…” A trace of terror crossed Xue Zhenghao’s face; he knew all too well how fearsome those from the Martial Soul Hall were.

His previous arrogance had vanished in an instant, replaced by sheer panic.

All he hoped now was for Lin Feng to fear the power of the Qingyang Sect and spare him.

Lin Feng looked at the Qingyang Sect’s Great Elder and sneered, “Who do you think you are, daring to point fingers at me?”

“Boy, what did you say?” the Qingyang Sect’s Great Elder burst into anger. As a strong practitioner of the Yin Yang Realm, if he weren’t wary of the Martial Soul Hall’s influence, he really would have wanted to strike Lin Feng dead with a palm.

“Old dog, buzz off. Don’t mess with me or else I’ll dig up your ancestors’ graves to the eighteenth generation,” Lin Feng said indifferently.

“I’m infuriated! Infuriated!” The Qingyang Sect’s Great Elder’s face turned ashen with rage, yet he dared not lash out.

“Spare me, spare me; it’s all my fault, my lord, please, I beg you, spare me,” Xue Zhenghao pleaded loudly, his face ashen.

“Spare you?” a sinister smile curled on Lin Feng’s lips.

“Are you dreaming wild dreams?”

As his words fell,

Lin Feng’s right hand tightened around Xue Zhenghao’s neck with a sudden force.

Cracking sounds echoed.

Xue Zhenghao’s neck was twisted and broken by Lin Feng’s grip.

Thud…

Lin Feng dropped Xue Zhenghao’s corpse onto the ground.

“He’s dead; Xue Zhenghao was actually strangled to death.”

Everyone, including those from the Martial Soul Hall, was dumbfounded, as they had not expected Lin Feng to be so decisive, to actually strangle Xue Zhenghao to death.

Lan Tian’er in particular turned pale with fright, trembling all over, while several female disciples who had come to watch the excitement gloated over her misfortune, knowing that Lan Tian’er was doomed—regardless of whether that Martial Soul Hall figure struck at her or not, the Qingyang Sect’s high-ups would covertly dispose of her to appease the Martial Soul Hall’s wrath.

“You…” The Qingyang Sect’s Great Elder was so angry he was jumping with fury, his eyes filled with endless coldness, yet he struggled to restrain the rage and killing intent in his heart.

“Well killed! Such a villainous menace, killing him is acting on behalf of heaven. Many thanks to this young brother from the Martial Soul Hall for eliminating such an evil demon infiltrator from our Qingyang Sect. I invite the esteemed friends from the Martial Soul Hall to continue investigating our Qingyang Sect’s disciples and even high-ups—if there are any more of these Demon Dao infiltrators, please help us by eliminating them altogether.”

At this moment, Xuu Moya stepped forward, applauding loudly.

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes at Xuu Moya, this man having somewhat taken him by surprise.

This act he was putting on was convincing; even if the Martial Soul Hall found some high-level practitioners in the Qingyang Sect cultivating Evil Demon Skills, they could be dismissed as evil demon infiltrators.

And Lin Feng knew that the core high-ups of the Qingyang Sect would definitely not cultivate Evil Demon Skills; those who did were likely the Death Soldiers.

Hidden among the higher-ups.