In the room, Lin Feng sat quietly on the bed. The dark martial soul he released made his hearing extremely acute, even while cultivating. He could hear every sound in the entire inn if he wished.
The surging elemental energy kept flowing into Lin Feng's body, and a faint white aura seemed to be about to burst out, a sign of the peak of the Qi Martial Realm.
When this aura could burst out from his body, it would be the moment he stepped from the Qi Martial Realm into the Spirit Martial Realm, capable of killing enemies from a hundred steps away,无形中杀人于无形.
At this moment, outside the inn, several figures quickly approached and entered the inn. Their movements were light and graceful, like ghosts, and they all carried the powerful Overlord Buffalo Horn Bows. These bows were extremely powerful, and a Qi Martial Realm practitioner could channel all their strength into them.
"Room No. 2, Ground Floor. Best not to disturb him, to avoid trouble." A figure stepped out from the crowd, flicked his folding fan, and the people immediately headed for the stairs, heading straight for Room No. 2, Ground Floor.
A moment later, over a dozen figures appeared outside Room No. 2, Ground Floor. Their movements were extremely light, making almost no sound, clearly indicating their extraordinary strength.
"Snap..." The sound of bowstrings being drawn echoed, and they all took their bows from their backs, nocked arrows, and drew them back.
"Fire."
"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"
The vibrating bowstrings hummed, and the powerful force sent the arrows crashing through the door, followed by a series of loud thuds from inside.
"Go in." The leader shouted again, and the crowd kicked the door open and rushed in.
The room was empty. The exquisite wooden bed was shattered by the powerful arrows, but there was no sign of anyone on the bed.
Two figures stepped into the room, their eyes alert.
"Thundering Sword Roar."
A cold voice suddenly rang out, and a cold sword light flashed, accompanied by rolling thunder and two惨叫声. The two figures who entered were immediately cut down.
Lin Feng had known the moment these people entered the inn, but he didn't pay much attention at first. It wasn't until he vaguely heard "Room No. 2, Ground Floor" that he became alert. They seemed to be after him.
So Lin Feng had been hiding next to the door, leaning against the wall. This was a blind spot, and they couldn't hurt him before entering the room. It also made it easier for him to ambush them.
When Lin Feng saw the arrows whistling into the room, he thought himself lucky. If he hadn't discovered this blind spot in time, he would have been shot dead.
However, while feeling lucky, Lin Feng's heart was filled with cold killing intent. He showed no mercy and directly killed two people.
"Who wants to kill me?"
Lin Feng swung his sword wildly again, and more惨叫声 came from outside. At the same time, he used the technique "Fleeting Shadow," and before the crowd could react, he jumped out of the window.
"Chase him." The leader's face was grim, and he shouted. The crowd turned into wild horses in the wind, leaping out of the windows and landing on the ground.
It was a rainy night, and the sky was dark, with very poor visibility. If not for the excellent eyesight of martial practitioners, it would have been hard to see the path, especially while running quickly.
However, this had little effect on Lin Feng. With his dark martial soul, not only had his cultivation talent improved, but his senses were extremely acute. Even in the dark, he could still see the distant road.
The crowd behind him followed closely, the sound of their footsteps splashing through puddles echoing far away.
"Buzz..."
Lin Feng tilted his head, and an arrow whizzed past his ear, the strong wind causing his ear to ache.
"The strength of the person who shot that arrow must be at the peak of the Qi Martial Realm. Even compared to the arrows shot by Liu Fei, it is not much weaker." Lin Feng felt a chill. Liu Fei was at the peak of the Qi Martial Realm and possessed a powerful arrow martial soul, so the power of her arrows was self-evident. The arrows shot by the person behind him could even be compared to Liu Fei, clearly indicating great strength.
Lin Feng never expected that a group of people would try to assassinate him in the middle of the night, coming to take his life.
"Buzz, buzz..."
Two more arrows whistled through the air. Lin Feng crouched slightly, dodging the arrows, and his confusion grew. These people were not only powerful but seemed to be well-trained. Their arrows were not only extremely accurate but also perfectly timed, one after another.
"This won't do. If this continues, I will eventually run out of energy and be hit by an arrow." Lin Feng dodged another arrow and thought to himself. Most of these people were at the peak of the Qi Martial Realm, and their archery skills were superb and well-coordinated. Even with his advantage in lightness and agility, Lin Feng could not shake them off.
Mud splashed onto Lin Feng's clothes as he ran, and the rain had already soaked him through. Lin Feng sidestepped to avoid an arrow, then suddenly stopped and turned around.
"Fleeting Shadow."
"Kill."
In that instant, Lin Feng not only stopped but also used his lightness and agility to return. He swung his sword, and the thundering sound mixed with the rain. A spray of blood mixed with the rain in the air.
The person running at the front was caught off guard and was cut down by Lin Feng with a single sword strike.
The others quickly scattered, retreating several meters, their cold eyes fixed on Lin Feng with a hint of caution. This young man with a clear face had already killed several of them.
Through the falling rain, Lin Feng looked at the crowd, his gaze finally settling on a figure in the middle, wearing a black cloak and holding a folding fan.
"Nan... Lan... Hai!" Lin Feng's expression was cold, and he spoke each word slowly. The owner of the folding fan was none other than Nan Lanhai.
Glancing at the crowd, Lin Feng laughed coldly. "So many experts. In Yangzhou City, only a few families have this kind of power. But with your status, you shouldn't be able to mobilize so many experts, right?"
Nan Lanhai stood in the middle of the crowd, a mocking look in his eyes after hearing Lin Feng's words.
"Everyone says that the son of the Lin family's patriarch, Lin Hai, is a waste, but the Lin Feng I know is not only talented but also has extraordinary adaptability and intelligence. It's just a pity..."
"A pity what?"
"A pity that even if you are a genius, no one will know." Nan Lanhai said coldly. "A dead genius is still just a dead man."
"Because of a small grudge, Nan Feng hates me so much that she sends the city lord's army to kill me in the middle of the night?" Lin Feng's tone was mocking. These people were well-trained and not ordinary martial practitioners. Seeing Nan Lanhai, Lin Feng naturally knew that these were soldiers, the private army of the city lord.
But what Lin Feng couldn't understand was why Nan Feng, who had disrespected him first, would not give him any face. He thought that even if Nan Feng held a grudge, she wouldn't go so far as to want his life. But it seemed he had underestimated her. Not only did Nan Feng want his life, but she was willing to send people to assassinate him in the middle of the night.
"Princess Nan Lan? High and mighty?" Lin Feng laughed coldly. The daughter of a city lord, though of high status, was not enough to be called a princess. He never thought Nan Feng would be so arrogant and condescending, not much different from Lin Qian.
"Since you want to kill me, then let's get started." The shadow of Lin Feng's dark martial soul appeared behind him, blending into the darkness, silent and without a trace of aura. No one even knew that Lin Feng had released his martial soul.
You say I deserve to die, I'll see how you make me deserve to die.
The dark martial soul blended into the darkness, as if giving Lin Feng a pair of eyes. At this moment, Lin Feng felt that everything around him was presented in his mind. Any movement within the area could not escape his perception.
"Whoosh..."
An arrow whistled past Lin Feng's ear. He merely tilted his head slightly, and the martial practitioner who shot the arrow's expression turned serious, feeling a chill. Those bright eyes in the darkness were calm and terrifying.
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