Chapter 42

"Leader of the Blood Demon Bats is dead."

"This Blood Demon Bat leader's strength is comparable to that of a Human Martial Artist realm expert, yet he was killed by Junior Brother Lin. Junior Brother Lin's cultivation is truly unfathomable."

"Yes, I never expected Junior Brother Lin to be so powerful."

Zhang Qichu and the others exclaimed in shock.

Lin Feng's slaying of the Blood Demon Bat leader greatly boosted the morale of the group, making them even more fierce in their battle against these demons.

Lin Feng swiftly cut off the left ear of the Blood Demon Bat, extracted its blood core, and then put both items away.

The left ear was used to exchange for points, while the blood core, formed from the essence of the Blood Demon Bat's blood, was extremely precious.

"Leader is dead, kill these despicable humans to avenge Leader."

The demons outside, seeing the Blood Demon Bat leader killed by Lin Feng, roared in anger.

"Roar..." Three rock giants, each about seven to eight meters tall, wielding stone clubs, charged at Zhang Qichu and the others.

They swung their stone clubs directly at the six people.

"Quickly retreat..." Zhang Qichu and the others' faces changed drastically, and they quickly retreated into the third hall.

The demons surged in, also entering the third hall.

"Revenge for Leader..."

Some demons let out hoarse cries, charging at Lin Feng.

Including one rock giant, wielding a massive stone club, who swung it fiercely at Lin Feng.

This strike was terrifyingly powerful, capable of smashing a mountain to pieces. The strength was unimaginable.

Dozens of other demons assisted the rock giant, putting Lin Feng in a very dire situation.

"Hmph." Facing such a dangerous situation, Lin Feng sneered, leaped out, and instantly appeared before a group of demons.

He held his long sword and thrust it forward.

Pfft, a demon was immediately killed by Lin Feng.

Lin Feng moved through the crowd of demons, his sword cutting through the air with sword energy.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

The sound of tearing echoed as demons were cut down by Lin Feng, dying on the spot.

In no time, a group of dead demons lay on the ground.

"Roar." The rock giant roared, swinging its massive stone club at Lin Feng.

Facing the rock giant's attack, Lin Feng was fearless and directly used the "Blazing Sun Sword Technique."

The sun rose, and the divine sword was unsheathed.

Lin Feng's sword pierced straight through the rock giant's chest.

The rock giant's massive body collapsed, dying on the spot.

Lin Feng joined the battle, slaughtering in all directions.

Although the demons were numerous, they were gradually defeated under the attacks of Lin Feng and the others, with demon corpses scattered everywhere.

"Run..." After over a hundred demons were killed, one demon cried out in fear and turned to run outside.

With the first demon fleeing, a second demon followed.

The demons surged out in groups.

"Should we chase them?" Zhang Qichu asked, excited by the battle.

"Do not chase a defeated enemy," Lin Feng said.

"Bold demons, daring to ravage the True Martial Kingdom, you all deserve to die."

At that moment, a cold voice suddenly came from outside the castle.

Whoosh.

A figure soared into the sky and flew into the castle.

It was a young man, exceptionally handsome, wearing a magical robe.

The magical robe, it was said, had array patterns drawn by a spirit array master. Once activated, it could allow the wearer to fly briefly.

"Slash." The young man, hovering in mid-air, summoned a flying sword.

The flying sword quickly flew out, moving swiftly through the air.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

The flying sword was incredibly fast, like a bolt of lightning.

It moved through the heavens and earth.

One demon after another was killed.

"Ah, a flying sword, it's a human flying sword, run, run, run!"

The demons fled in panic, rushing out of the castle.

However, the flying sword was too fast.

The flying sword moved swiftly in the air, each arc bringing a trail of blood.

One demon after another was directly killed, dying on the spot.

In a moment, two hundred demons were all killed.

The young man then landed in the palace.

At this moment, a group of people rushed in.

"Senior Brother Bai's sword technique has become even more divine, with a power that even ghosts and gods find hard to predict."

A group of over a dozen people flattered him.

This young man in white was called Bai Yilong, a Martial Artist realm expert and a direct descendant of the Bai family in Jialan City.

Bai Yilong clearly enjoyed the flattery.

He smiled and said, "This sword technique was created by a Yin-Yang realm expert, capable of killing enemies in a single breath."

"Truly a powerful sword technique. With this sword technique, Senior Brother Bai will surely shine in the Four Academies Competition."

A group of people flattered him.

"Ha ha, the Four Academies Competition? It's not long now. In this competition, I will move up in the rankings. With this sword technique, perhaps I can even enter the top twenty." Bai Yilong's face was filled with confidence.

"Let's go." Lin Feng naturally saw Bai Yilong and the others, but he did not recognize Bai Yilong. He and Zhang Qichu and the others walked out.

"Seems like people from the Changhe Academy." Someone said.

"The disciples of the Changhe Academy are really asking for death, daring to come here." Someone sneered, with a mocking look on their face.

Lin Feng and the others did not want to cause trouble, so they ignored them.

Suddenly, a sharp, piercing voice came from the crowd.

"Lin Feng, it's you, it's actually you..." Hearing this voice, Lin Feng turned his head, his eyebrows slightly raised.

The speaker was Duanmu Lei.

A genius student of the Inner Academy, known as the first among those below the Martial Artist realm.

Of course, he had been defeated by Lin Feng before.

"Hmm? Lin Feng?" Bai Yilong also looked over, and his face immediately turned dark upon seeing Lin Feng.

"It's this brat." Some of the students around Bai Yilong let out cold voices.

These people all followed Bai Yilong's lead.

They were well aware of the grudge between Lin Feng and the Bai family.

Now, meeting in this remote castle, it was truly a narrow encounter between enemies.

"Yes, it's me... What do you want?" Lin Feng looked at Duanmu Lei indifferently.

For Duanmu Lei, his defeated opponent, Lin Feng did not take him seriously. What he truly feared was Bai Yilong, a Martial Artist realm expert with a flying sword.

"Brat, meeting me here, you actually ask me what I want?" Duanmu Lei's face twisted into a sinister smile, "You must not have expected such bad luck, right? Come over here, kneel before me, beg for mercy, and slap yourself. Then I might consider sparing your life."

Duanmu Lei looked at Lin Feng with a playful expression, feeling confident with Bai Yilong, a Martial Artist realm expert, by his side, and seemingly wanting to humiliate Lin Feng severely.