Chapter 62: War of Frost and Iron

  This kick was incredibly fast, and the power behind it was astonishing. Cold Iron's face was filled with furious rage, as if he wanted to trample Lin Feng into the ground with one foot!

  "Not good!" Lin Feng was shocked, "There's actually someone else here!"

  Able to appear nearby without being detected by his sensory abilities... at least an eighth-level expert of the Tiger Shape Fist!

  After all, he has the perception ability of Tiger Shape Fist Seventh Layer, and strong men below Tiger Shape Fist Seventh Layer absolutely cannot avoid his probing.

  As he looked up, he saw that tyrannical and unparalleled foot, fiercely kicking towards him! Before it even hit Lin Feng, the fierce gust of wind had already made his face ache!

  This kick is already impossible to dodge!

  Lin Feng's heart suddenly became extremely calm, without any hesitation, the cold iron giant arrow in his hand was inserted heavily into the ground!

  The giant arrow was inserted into the ground about a foot deep, with its tip pointing directly at that one foot descending from the sky. If the opponent continued to step down, they would first have to tread on the arrowhead.

  Then Lin Feng's body suddenly shortened, and he rolled backwards in a hurry.

  "Hmph!" Cold Iron's tyrannical foot, without any hesitation, heavily stepped on the Frost Iron Giant Arrow. However, the sharp arrowhead was completely unable to penetrate his defense.

  The giant arrow suddenly bent downwards and snapped with a loud crack, breaking into two pieces. The cold iron also fell heavily to the ground.

  "Hooray!!!"

  The earth shook violently, like a heavy hammer hitting the drumhead, and the surrounding ancient trees swayed wildly, their leaves rustling down, drifting in the forest.

  Taking advantage of the giant arrow's obstruction, Lin Feng finally managed to shake off Leng Tie's trampling and retreated several zhang away.

  "Who are you? Why did you attack me?" Lin Feng looked at Leng Tie with a vigilant expression.

  "Little brat, I am Kun Yu Zong's Leng Tie! You dare to harm my family's young master, I will make you pay with your blood!" With one strike not landing, Leng Tie did not pursue the attack, standing on the ground coldly saying.

  "So you're from the Kunyu Sect! All of you Kunyu Sect people deserve to die!" Lin Feng coldly shouted, at the same time stretching out his hand and grasping it, a heavy sword appeared in his hand.

  This was still the thing that Liu Bai had used before, and now Lin Feng also took it directly. He originally had his own weapon, but it was not a weapon that had been blessed by a symbol array.

  With the heavy sword in hand, Lin Feng also felt the difference of the Symbol Dao Sword. This heavy sword was originally supposed to weigh over 100 kilograms, but now it weighed only half as much in his hand.

  "Hum! Overestimating one's own abilities!"

  Leng Tie sneered, "You've met me, and you still want to resist?"

  "Kill!" Lin Feng let out a loud shout, his eyes flashing with cold light. He stomped heavily on the ground and charged at Leng Tie with his sword held high, slashing down at him!

  "Ridiculous!" Cold Iron sneered, standing still on the spot, and swung his fist casually towards Lin Feng's heavy sword. Amidst the shocking punch, a torrent of killing intent enveloped Lin Feng's entire body.

  The sixth form of the Tiger Fist has a power of 8,000 jin. The eighth form of the Tiger Fist... has a power of 32,000 jin. The difference in strength makes Leng Tie's attack on Lin Feng completely insignificant.

  Although it wasn't a punch with all his might, it was still not something Lin Feng could defend against. Leng Tie had absolute confidence, and with one punch, he sent Lin Feng flying along with his sword!

  In the face of an absolute gap in strength, all struggles are futile!

  Lin Feng's mind was clear and unaffected by his opponent's aura. His eyes became extremely bright, and his senses were instantly heightened to their peak. Looking at Cold Iron's overwhelming fist, he let out a loud roar in his heart: "It's now!"

  The power of Vermilion Bird's Ten Thousand Phenomena Technique is bursting out in an instant!

  The hidden power within his right arm bursts forth and infuses into the heavy sword!

  The heavy sword shook violently, as if it was about to burst at any moment. The entire blade emitted a strange dark red color, and its speed suddenly increased by more than double!

  This sword... is currently Lin Feng's strongest move!

  At the same time using local reinforcement ability and fire attribute power, it was a full-strength blow. The power used by Lin Feng in this blow... absolutely exceeded Leng Tie's casual punch!

  Twenty-four thousand kilograms of force! This is the limit of power that Lin Feng can burst out now! And he used a heavy sword to counter Cold Iron's fist!

  Zhuangzi said that the Zhuque Wanxiang Gong cannot be used until the moment of life and death. Now is obviously the moment of life and death.

  Alone against the previous Tiger Form Fist eighth rank strong man, except for a surprise attack, Lin Feng had no other opportunities!

  As for grasping the timing, Lin Feng did it perfectly. At this time, Leng Tie's moves had already been used to their fullest extent, and trying to increase his strength was no longer possible.

  "What!" Leng Tie's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

  "How can this kid's power suddenly be so strong! Is this still the power of the Sixth Form of the Tiger Fist?"

  Lin Feng's sword suddenly burst out, and he also felt extremely dangerous!

  Keep working hard and you will definitely be cut in half!

  "Fall back!"

  The iron reaction was also extremely swift, his fist flashing back like lightning, then leaping backward with great force!

  "Hmph!"

  The sword flashed across his chest, and although he dodged with all his might, it left a mark on him. A bloody gash ran from the front of his chest to his lower abdomen, about an inch deep, with blood flowing profusely.

  His body was still in mid-air, and a few drops of fresh blood fell down, as if it had rained blood.

  "What a pity!" But in Lin Feng's eyes, there was a hint of disappointment.

  "Control of time is still off! The timing of the explosion was a moment too early! Otherwise... this Cold Iron would have been annihilated by me!"

  "It seems I'm not a qualified killer after all. If it were someone like Zhuang Lao, they would have succeeded under the same conditions!"

  Lin Feng was also extremely regretful for not being able to kill Leng Tie.

  ……

  This blow is currently his strongest one. If it weren't for this trump card, he would have fled immediately when he first saw Cold Iron.

  The gap in strength was too great, and the opportunity to escape was also slim. So Lin Feng stayed behind, fighting for a glimmer of hope!

  However, this blow did not achieve the expected effect.

  Although Leng Tie was underestimating the enemy, he was after all a strong practitioner of Hu Xing Quan's eighth level, with extremely quick reflexes. Although this sword didn't completely avoid him, the injury he received was only a flesh wound, looking terrifying but without major harm.

  After this sword, Lin Feng felt exhausted all over his body, as if all his strength had been emptied.

  Leaning on his heavy sword, Lin Feng stood there, coldly staring at Leng Tie, but in his heart he hoped that his strength would recover soon.

  This all-out blow was a desperate move. Lin Feng was extremely weak at this time and had no ability to fight again. Even standing up required relying on the heavy sword for support.

  But he stood alone with his sword, a cold smile on his face, which in Cold Iron's eyes seemed to be extremely disdainful of himself.

  "Damn kid!"

  Leng Tie was also a moment of fear, if there was any hesitation, this sword would not be cutting through flesh and blood, but rather to give himself a split belly!

  The wound looks terrifying now, but it didn't hurt any tendons or bones, so it's no big deal.

  Leng Tie's heart moved slightly, and the muscles around the wound contracted, instantly connecting together, and fresh blood no longer flowed out.

  Looking up at Lin Feng, Leng Tie coldly snorted: "Kid, I didn't think you had such skills, even I almost fell for your trick!"

  "You're lucky I'm letting you go!" Lin Feng stood with his sword at the ready, saying coldly.

  But in his heart, he was thinking, can't the power recovery be a bit faster...

  His body was born with a strong recovery ability, and after using the spiritual medicine of solid foundation and nourishing origin, his recovery ability was even more astonishing. However, he still felt that the speed of recovery was not fast enough.

  According to Father's teachings on the Xuan Jia Heavy Cavalry, when it is certain that the enemy cannot be defeated, then retreat!

  Not fleeing is waiting for death.

  Run away, and there's still a glimmer of hope for survival.

  At this time, Lin Feng was already ready to run at any moment!

  "Haha! Although your methods are cunning, your strength is still a bit lacking. A lion also uses its full force to catch a rabbit, and I won't make the same mistake again." Leng Tie said, stretching out his hand to grab the war knife that was on his back.

  There is a faint aura fluctuation on the Zhan Dao, apparently also a symbol of the Taoist soldier.

  "Look out, kid!" Leng Tie shouted, his hands tightly gripping the war knife as he charged towards Lin Feng. The war knife emitted a dazzling blade aura, like a rainbow cutting through the sky, and chopped down towards Lin Feng!

  This time, Leng Tie had definitely used all his strength!

  "Come on!"

  Lin Feng let out a loud shout and swung his heavy sword... but then turned around and left immediately!

  At this moment his speed suddenly accelerated to the limit, and he flashed into the dense forest!

  "…You little scamp!" Leng Tie hummed, and then burrowed into the dense forest.

  "Think you can run? It's not that easy!"

  Leng Tie's speed was incredibly swift, and in just a few breaths' time, he had already arrived behind Lin Feng.

  Lin Feng's legs had not been strengthened, and his speed was still that of a sixth-level Tiger Form Fist strongman. The difference between him and Leng Tie was now impossible to make up for with technique!

  Feeling the strong and rapid breath behind him, Lin Feng's heart also rose with a hint of despair.

  Is it really going to die?

  Another figure emerged before his eyes.

  The girl in the depths of the pool with a smile as beautiful as a lotus flower just beginning to bloom...

  "Ye Zi, I said I'd protect you! Unfortunately..."

  "Die, you little brat!"

  A loud shout came from behind, followed by the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air.

  Lin Feng's hair stood on end, he gritted his teeth and turned around, swinging his heavy sword fiercely!

  Bang!

  The heavy sword and the war knife collided fiercely, Lin Feng only felt a surge of unstoppable power coming, the tiger's mouth suddenly tore apart, and the heavy sword flew high into the air.

  This is the true strength of Cold Iron, going all out with Cold Iron, Lin Feng didn't have any chance from the start.

  In the face of a huge power disparity, all resistance is futile. With strength and perception completely suppressed, what can Lin Feng do?

  Lin Feng stood there, staring rigidly at Leng Tie.

  His eyes had despair, but more was unwillingness!

  He is really unwilling!

  At this time, he had too many regrets in his heart.

  "What a pity..." Lin Feng thought to himself.

  "Die, you little brat!"

  Leng Tie let out a cold laugh and struck again with lightning speed, slashing towards Lin Feng!

  Looking at the rapidly enlarging blade in his field of vision, Lin Feng despairingly closed his eyes.

  It seems like this time, I'm really going to die!

  Ye Zi, I said I would protect you... It seems I'm going back on my word...

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