# Chapter 433: Get Out of My Way
No one had anticipated that the genius gathering would evolve into such a scene.
Who could have imagined that Lin Feng, on this Xiang River, would single-handedly contend against one of the Eight Young Masters, Dapeng Gongzi, and the youngest Imperial Guard Commander of the Imperial Palace?
Both Chu Zhanpeng and She Qiong were undoubtedly true geniuses, yet Lin Feng was even more monstrous than them, to the point that She Qiong was now inviting Chu Zhanpeng to join forces and kill Lin Feng.
Chu Zhanpeng was silent for a moment, then coldly nodded and said, "Fine, together. Let's kill him."
Two great geniuses had agreed to join forces to kill Lin Feng.
At this moment, Lin Feng's gaze was cold, his pitch-black pupils still devoid of expression. He stepped forward, his body drifting ahead, his killing intent still so heart-shaking as he closed in on She Qiong.
Chu Zhanpeng possessed the Great Roc Martial Soul, with high speed and keen perception, and his strength was no weaker than She Qiong's. Killing him would be more difficult, so Lin Feng planned to kill She Qiong first, then deal with Chu Zhanpeng.
Seeing Lin Feng approaching with overwhelming killing intent, She Qiong's expression changed, his face turning ugly. This Lin Feng was determined to kill him first.
The Flood Dragon roared, She Qiong's Martial Soul howled, its massive demonic pupils fixed on Lin Feng. Flood Dragon patterns flowed across She Qiong's body, covering his flesh and arms, a shocking sight.
"Kill him!"
She Qiong shouted loudly, carrying the momentum of the Flood Dragon as he blasted toward Lin Feng. An enormous Flood Dragon phantom raised its head and roared, charging alongside She Qiong toward Lin Feng.
Dapeng Gongzi naturally understood She Qiong's intention. His wings spread and fluttered, his body turning into a streak of light as he rushed toward Lin Feng's back at an inconceivable speed.
Two of them, one in front and one behind. Let's see how Lin Feng handles this.
Wind!
A faint sound of wind brushed past. Lin Feng quietly sensed the rhythm of the wind, his body trembling slightly. In that brief instant, he seemed to vibrate countless times. One movement contained infinite variations, merging with the rhythm of the wind. Under the moonlight, his body pulled out afterimages.
In the void, countless Lin Fengs appeared.
"Hmm?" She Qiong was startled, but saw Lin Feng's afterimages continuously surging toward him at an inconceivable speed, as if he were a gust of wind floating through space.
The killing intent enveloping him grew stronger and stronger, and the aura of slaughter became increasingly terrifying.
"I don't believe you can handle two people at once."
She Qiong's heart turned cold. The Flood Dragon raged as he charged toward Lin Feng, sparing nothing.
"Kill! Kill!"
Lin Feng shouted lowly, holding nothing back. The Slaughter Sword in his right hand slashed out with all his strength, the killing aura rolling and howling fiercely.
"Roar!"
"Boom!"
The killing aura collided with the Flood Dragon's roar, and space trembled once more. At the same time, Chu Zhanpeng behind Lin Feng had arrived. His sharp palm, like a claw, reached for Lin Feng's chest. If that claw struck true, it would likely tear out Lin Feng's heart.
"Get back!"
Lin Feng's body spun in reverse, and the black Nether Lotus directly swung toward Chu Zhanpeng, carrying a deep, destructive aura.
Chu Zhanpeng's gaze contracted, his hand pausing in mid-air. If his hand reached forward, it wouldn't grab Lin Feng, but rather this destructive lotus.
His wings spread, and the Great Roc's body abruptly stopped, forcibly halting in place. But at that moment, wisps of purple light burst from Lin Feng's back, then caught and wrapped around the dark lotus.
"Hmm?"
The crowd's gaze trembled. Lin Feng, what was he doing? Using purple light to hold the dark lotus?
Soon, the crowd understood what Lin Feng was doing. Those wisps of purple light seemed to have a life of their own, dragging the Nether Lotus forward toward Chu Zhanpeng, causing his expression to freeze.
This works too?
Lin Feng was using the purple light of his Martial Soul to control the Nether Lotus?
At this moment, Lin Feng had already disregarded the Nether Lotus. His killing aura surged to the heavens once more. Another sword strike slashed down from the sky toward She Qiong. He didn't even look at the black lotus or Chu Zhanpeng, his entire being focused only on slaughter.
"Shriek!"
Lin Feng's killing seemed endless, never ceasing. But She Qiong couldn't keep using such powerful attacks to clash with Lin Feng. The Slaughter Sword cut through everything. She Qiong used his Flood Dragon Fist Art while retreating wildly, but the destructive sword still left a wound on his body.
The wound was on his chest. If he had been even a fraction slower, Lin Feng's Slaughter Sword would have split open his chest.
The destructive killing intent ravaged the wound on his chest. She Qiong's expression was uglier than ever, and there was also frustration. Even the two of them together couldn't deal with Lin Feng?
Lin Feng didn't seem to give him any time to think. Afterimages appeared, his wind-like body rushing forward, closing in on She Qiong. The killing intent on him was about to crush She Qiong's body, making it hard for him to breathe.
"Ah..." She Qiong roared, his voice filled with infinite frustration. His heart wavered continuously under the killing intent, his will constantly weakening. If this continued, he wouldn't even be able to muster the will to fight and would be killed by Lin Feng. He roared to vent, to release his fear and cowardice, while also dispersing the suffocating killing aura.
At the same time, Dapeng Gongzi's wings fluttered continuously, but those wisps of purple light seemed to have their own life, carrying the Nether Lotus and blocking his path. Chu Zhanpeng wouldn't doubt that these wisps of purple light could fully ignite the Nether Black Lotus. If he recklessly collided with it, the consequences would likely be dire.
"Die!"
Lin Feng's pupils were merciless. Another sound came from his mouth as his hands rose into the air, and the merciless Slaughter Sword slashed down.
Rumble! The overbearing power shattered all of She Qiong's defenses. Although She Qiong had dodged another calamity, blood still continuously spilled from the corner of his mouth as his body retreated wildly.
Lin Feng didn't let him go. His killing intent still towered to the heavens. He took a step forward. One more sword strike, and he could kill She Qiong.
"Enough. Stop."
A cold shout rang out, trembling through the space, causing the crowd's gaze to contract.
Lin Feng's eyes also contracted. The one who shouted was the old man in the void. When Lin Feng could kill She Qiong, he called for a stop, but when She Qiong and Dapeng Gongzi had joined forces to kill Lin Feng, he hadn't said a single word.
At this scene, who couldn't see that this old man was biased toward She Qiong?
Lin Feng naturally understood as well. A cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth. His killing intent remained, and the Slaughter Sword still slashed down without stopping.
"Hmph!"
A cold shout entered Lin Feng's ears, and then he felt a terrifying coldness envelop him. The old man stepped through the void, instantly appearing before him. A terrifying palm strike blasted toward him, the rolling waves causing Lin Feng's descending Slaughter Sword to pause slightly before his body was blasted back.
"Mysterious Martial Realm, Fifth Layer!"
The crowd's pupils contracted. This old man's strength was at the Fifth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm. This realm had already surpassed what Lin Feng could handle. With his killing intent and Nether Lotus, he could challenge across two major realms, but the Fifth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm was a difference of three major realms. It was too difficult.
"I told you to stop. Don't you understand?" The old man coldly shouted at Lin Feng, his cold intent spilling out.
Lin Feng looked at the old man's face, finding it utterly ugly.
"What kind of bullshit genius gathering is this, presided over by someone like you? A true disgrace." Lin Feng stared at the old man and said coldly, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have participated in this garbage gathering. All I've seen is a bunch of shameless people."
At this point, this gathering held no meaning for Lin Feng anymore. These people toyed with the rules as they pleased, with no fairness whatsoever. Was this still a genius gathering?
The crowd was stunned by Lin Feng's words, their hearts sighing. Indeed, this genius gathering had lost all principles. It was meaningless.
"Say that again!" The old man stared at Lin Feng, his gaze cold and dark, killing intent flickering.
"Say it again?" Lin Feng smiled coldly, spitting out a cold voice: "I said, today, whether in heaven or on earth, I will kill She Qiong. No one can stop me. As for this bullshit gathering, it means nothing to me. Now, get out of my way!"
Lin Feng's eyes were pitch-black, his killing intent overwhelming. The words that came from his mouth caused everyone's pupils to contract. Get out of the way? Lin Feng was telling the old man to get out of the way. He was practically asking for death.
PS: Please give flowers!