# Chapter 1382: Mad Demon Lin Feng
"This person, no matter who he is, must be killed!" On Qi Tian Peak, Qi Qianhu's killing intent was already surging. Lin Feng must be killed to wash away the Qi Clan's disgrace.
"If the heart is not disturbed, there is peace!" Qi Huang said calmly, looking at Qi Qianhu. "Qianhu, martial artists must avoid impatience and rashness. Even if angered, do not let emotions show on your face. If you want to kill him, remember it in your heart. However, this demon cultivator's cultivation is formidable. He can kill a Sixth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm with one strike, and the combat power he casually displayed just now included five types of profound meaning power: demon, death, curse, sound wave, and immortality. Each of these profound meanings is extremely difficult to comprehend. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Five types of profound meaning, and besides demon, there is also death, immortality, curse, and sound wave!" Both Qi Qianhu and Qi Qianxing felt a tremor in their hearts. That man was a demon cultivator, so it was not surprising he had demon profound meaning. But these four other types were all quite rare and difficult profound meaning powers, especially death, immortality, and curse. Very few people controlled them, yet Lin Feng possessed all of them.
And this was only what Lin Feng had casually displayed. If he was holding something back, then he might be heading straight for the Ten-Absolute Body!
Qi Huang was telling them that Lin Feng was not only powerful in combat but also terrifying in talent, and they didn't know how much more he had hidden. That was why he didn't want Qi Qianhu to take the risk. Even though Qi Qianhu was very strong, the cautious Qi Huang would not fight a battle without certainty, nor would he let his youngest son take risks.
Qi Tianxu, standing behind, trembled inwardly. Talent—this was what true talent looked like. Now he, the former Ten Great Prodigy, appeared utterly inadequate before this newly risen youth. His confidence seemed on the verge of being shattered. If he knew that the person below was Lin Feng, whom he hated to the bone, who knew what he would think.
"Father, what should we do?" Qi Qianxing asked for guidance. If even Qi Qianhu might not be able to defeat Lin Feng, then no one else in the Qi Clan could.
"Slowly wear him down. Give him the hundred victories," Qi Huang said calmly, his voice without a trace of fluctuation. But these words made the Qi Qianxing brothers' hearts tremble slightly. Lin Feng only had eight victories now. Sending him a hundred victories meant the Qi Clan would have to sacrifice many people to die.
Clearly, in Qi Huang's eyes, even if a hundred people had to die, he would not let Qi Qianhu take the risk.
"Yes!" Qi Qianxing nodded slightly, then walked toward the back to find people to send to their deaths. The people he would find were, of course, those of little importance in the Qi Clan, and they could not be direct bloodline members of the Qi Clan.
Lin Feng still stood above the battle platform. The hunter, rendered speechless by Lin Feng's words, had already disappeared into the crowd. Meanwhile, the Qi Clan was slow to send anyone down to the battle platform.
"Does the Qi Clan have no more platform masters?" Lin Feng raised his head slightly and said slowly.
"I will fight you!" A voice came from Qi Tian Peak, and then a figure at the Third Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm descended from the sky. The crowd was stunned. Third Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm—could he fight Lin Feng? Moreover, this person's aura was unremarkable, his spirit and energy not vigorous, very ordinary.
"Kill!" Before the opponent even reached the air above, Lin Feng raised his fist and blasted out. The Demonic Slaughter Fist pierced through the void, and the man was instantly annihilated, drawing sighs from the crowd. Was the Qi Clan sending people to die?
Lin Feng was also stunned for a moment, then understood the Qi Clan's intention. These Qi Clan members could really keep their composure. Even Qi Huang didn't care about losing face, sending people for Lin Feng to kill.
Rumbling sounds continued as figures descended from the sky one after another, but they were easily blasted to death with a single punch. Lin Feng's battle record kept increasing, leaving the crowd speechless. The Qi Clan was ruthless enough to use such means to deal with Lin Feng's aggression.
"This demon cultivator has pushed the Qi Clan to such a state, and no one dares to come up and fight. Terrifying!" The crowd's respect for Lin Feng grew even more. The Qi Clan had many geniuses. If they could defeat Lin Feng, they would definitely come to fight. Since the Qi Clan chose to send people to die, it undoubtedly meant that the Qi Clan's geniuses were not confident they could deal with this demon cultivator.
"Over forty victories now. The Qi Clan has already sent over thirty people to die." The crowd watched Lin Feng's battle record stack up, their agitated hearts gradually calming down. This demon cultivator had truly slapped the Qi Clan hard in the face today. And he dared to offend the Qi Clan to such an extent, standing on the battle platform and refusing to leave, not even acting as platform master, only killing Qi Clan platform masters. Ruthless enough.
If Qi Huang had known someone would do this, he would have modified the rules, such as not allowing continuous fighting on the same battle platform.
At this moment, Lin Feng habitually blasted out a Demonic Slaughter Fist toward the sky. The void power released by the opponent seemed to shatter, and the Demonic Slaughter Fist was about to crush and kill him.
"Hmm?" Lin Feng frowned slightly. Why did it feel like this punch hadn't hit the opponent?
Suddenly, a terrifying sense of crisis descended, making Lin Feng's hair stand on end. An icy chill spread through his entire body.
"Chi..." A dazzling sword of void descended from the sky, stabbing toward him. The blinding golden light made it impossible for his eyes to open for a moment, as if he had lost focus. The sharp, boundless sword seemed about to pierce him. He vaguely felt that his head was about to be split open, that he would die under this sword.
"Assassin!" Lin Feng's heart trembled suddenly.
"Roar!" Lin Feng roared angrily at the sky. Demonic qi instantly gathered, and a violent and boundless demon king figure appeared on his body, as if about to hammer heaven and earth. He directly blasted out an overbearing and unmatched fist toward the person above.
"Boom crack!" The sword light shattered, and the figure exploded. The person who attacked Lin Feng was instantly crushed into fragments under this wild and overbearing fist, dead beyond death, not even ashes left.
"Return!" Lin Feng moved his mind, and the mad demon disappeared. But the scene that had occurred in that instant seemed imprinted in the crowd's minds, impossible to shake off.
That was... a demon king, as if a true violent demon king had appeared and blasted the assassin to death.
And just now, how had the demon cultivator on the battle platform almost been assassinated?
Not to mention them, even Lin Feng himself had been startled just now. A powerful assassin could often use timing and terrain to create a fatal strike. They might not have high cultivation, but as killing machines, they were extremely skilled at killing, often with a single fatal blow.
That feeling of almost being killed in that moment was so familiar, instantly giving rise to many thoughts in Lin Feng's mind.
"How could this be? An assassin, the same kind of assassin as the Emperor-Slaying Alliance? Is he from the Qi Clan?" Lin Feng's heart was filled with questions. An assassin had appeared on the Qi Clan's battle platform, the same kind as the Emperor-Slaying Alliance. Was he from the Qi Clan, or had the Qi Clan hired him to kill Lin Feng?
Or perhaps the Qi Clan and the Emperor-Slaying Alliance had secret dealings behind the scenes, cooperating with each other.
Lin Feng couldn't figure all this out. He could only speculate.
"Qi Clan!" Lin Feng looked up at the figures on Qi Tian Peak. As his strength gradually grew, he found that the waters of the Eight Wastelands seemed to be getting deeper and deeper. For example, in the divine temple of the Nine Abyss Twelve Kingdoms, he had seen so many familiar figures from the Eight Wastelands.
The people on Qi Tian Peak also looked at Lin Feng. Such a violent demon—was this the hidden strength of this demon cultivator? It was indeed very powerful. The assassin they had carefully prepared for Lin Feng had failed to kill him.
"Next one!" Qi Huang said calmly. Another person descended from the void, with the same result—killed by Lin Feng with a single punch. Soon, Lin Feng's battle record reached fifty victories.
"Since the Qi Clan likes to play, I'll play along to the end!" A sharp gleam flashed in Lin Feng's pitch-black eyes. He rushed into the void, then flickered and left the battle platform, directly stepping onto a nearby battle platform—the Sikong Family's platform.
"Kill!" Lin Feng's overbearing fist destroyed everything. The Sikong Family expert had just achieved his fourth victory when Lin Feng's punch violently killed him. Lin Feng almost didn't stop, directly crossing this battle platform, making the crowd who saw this tremble inwardly. This demon madman killed like a demon, without any reason. Of course, they wouldn't understand that Lin Feng's killing was actually selective.
Next, a person from the Human Desire Heavenly Hall was killed, then the Falling Heaven Pavilion. After that, Lin Feng once again set foot on the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress battle platform.
At this moment, on the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress battle platform, the expert from the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress had twenty-five marks on him, indicating he had won twenty-five consecutive battles without a single defeat, charging straight toward a hundred victories. His cultivation was not weak either, at the peak of the Fifth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm, very dominant. However, the moment Lin Feng set foot on the platform, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and his face instantly turned ashen.
"Kill!" Lin Feng's expression was as cold as ever. The word "kill" was uttered, and demonic intent rolled. His body lunged toward the opponent. Rumbling, explosive sounds immediately rolled out. Demonic qi and vast demonic qi soon enveloped both their bodies. After a moment, no miracle occurred. The Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress expert lay on the battle platform, his body pierced with large holes. Dead.
"What exactly does he want to do!" The venerable lord was furious, his face ashen. He had been watching Lin Feng. Not long ago, Lin Feng had gone to the Qi Clan's battle platform and continuously humiliated them, even occupying the Qi Clan's platform. Only after a while did he leave, killing people from the Human Desire Heavenly Hall, killing people from the Sikong Family, and now once again killing to his Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress, killing a genius expert who had the potential for a hundred victories.
"Is this guy trying to make it so that no one from the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress can advance!" The surrounding crowd was also speechless, their hearts twitching inwardly. Too ruthless. This guy was just plundering hundred-victory records, but it seemed like he was toying with others, killing one after another. The Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress and the Qi Clan had been killed until they had no temper left. The Human Desire Heavenly Hall seemed to have lost a few people too, and the Sikong Family, the Falling Heaven Pavilion. Was he going to offend all these Martial Emperor forces by himself!
Demon cultivator, demon cultivator—wasn't this demon cultivator a bit too mad!
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