Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1262 Where is my baby?

Lin Feng was enjoying the show when he noticed Yan Su rushing towards him in a fit of rage, so he quickly scrambled to his feet.

Unexpectedly, just as he was halfway up, Yan Su was already in front of him, one foot off the ground, and kicked Lin Feng in the waist.

Lin Feng cried out and his body was lifted into the air, tumbling in mid-air before flying into the distance.

Yan Su angrily rushed over and, before Lin Feng could land, slapped him on the back, sending Lin Feng crashing to the ground with a thud, sending dust flying everywhere.

Before Lin Feng could even climb out of the pit, Yan Su, filled with resentment, attacked, striking him repeatedly with a punch and a palm.

He wanted to beat Lin Feng to a pulp to vent his anger.

Having already fought all night and half a day, Yan Su was exhausted. This time, after punching and pounding for half a day with resentment, he finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

After looking around, he sighed inwardly, realizing that he had really made a huge mistake by coming down from the mountain this time.

How can I explain this to the sect leader if I go back like this?

Yan Su painfully lifted his broken foot, sighed and shook his head, feeling that life was too bitter. He had cultivated for decades, but what he had gained was not the path to immortality, but a disabled old man.

The outcome will be as tragic as it gets.

As Yan Su was feeling sorry for himself, he suddenly heard someone speaking.

"Oh dear, you hit too hard!"

Yan Su was stunned on the spot.

To his astonishment, Lin Feng, looking like a dirt man, slowly climbed out of the pit, patting the dust off his body and spitting out sand.

Yan Su looked down and examined his hands carefully, then clenched his fists, feeling that they were still very strong.

But how could this kid still stand up alive after being hit by those fists?

He looked at Lin Feng again, who was standing in the pit, covered in dust and looking disheveled.

Yan Su was momentarily confused.

This world is fucking insane.

Through Yan Su's beating, Lin Feng's internal energy was basically integrated, and its circulation became much smoother.

He spread his arms and did a few chest-expanding exercises, which felt good.

If it weren't for their toughening up, I don't know how long it would have taken me to achieve this result.

"Hey old man, where's my broken sword?"

Yan Su looked at Lin Feng blankly.

"What broken sword?"

"It's the treasure I have in my hands."

Yan Su shook his head: "I don't know."

He was still in a daze.

“It must have been one of you three old geezers who took it. This is a treasure of my sect, you have to return it to me.”

"I...I didn't take it..."

Lin Feng nodded: "Fine, you won't admit it, huh? Come on, let's fight again."

Yan Su hurriedly waved his hand: "I won't fight anymore, I won't fight anymore, you monster, I'll let you go."

Lin Feng sneered: "You think you can just say you won't fight and then not fight? There's no such thing as a free lunch. Watch your feet."

As he spoke, he raised his foot and kicked.

I was beaten badly just now. Although it was for the purpose of integrating and tempering the true energy in my body, it was still too embarrassing. I have to fight back.

Yan Su sat on the ground, his arm outstretched, blocking Lin Feng's kick.

Unexpectedly, Lin Feng's kick was incredibly powerful, and Yan Su was sent flying.

Before he could land, Lin Feng leaped forward, swinging his fists and feet to launch an attack.

Having no other option, Yan Su mustered his remaining strength and launched a counterattack.

The two exchanged blows and kicked each other fiercely.

This time, Lin Feng changed his passive attitude and launched a very rapid attack.

Yan Su was already at his limit, and felt bitter and resentful.

Lin Feng, however, got into the swing of things and fought more and more fiercely, with increasing strength and speed.

Within a few breaths, a punch landed on Yan Su's chest, sending him flying.

Yan Su couldn't take it anymore. Who was he? He was an elder of the Tianshan Zhengyi Sect, a high-level cultivator who looked down on the world. How could he let a kid hit him in the chest?

He fought back with all his might, but he was too exhausted; the old man was too tired.

The more he tried to fight back, the more punches and kicks he received. Now the tables have turned, with Lin Feng chasing after Yan Su and beating him.

They chased him from east to west, from south to north, until Yan Su was forced to flee in all directions.

Unable to bear it any longer, Yan Su, after being kicked away by Lin Feng, ran into the forest without looking back.

Between life and face, he chose life.

As for escaping, even though it had lost a leg, it could still hop very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Of course, Lin Feng didn't seriously pursue it.

He had just regulated his internal energy and needed to consolidate it further; it wasn't the time to fight desperately, so he could only let the old man leave.

He punched and kicked Yan Su, which finally vented his anger.

As his consciousness dispersed, he discovered that the three old men were indeed far away, and there was no one around.

Lin Feng then turned and headed up Yufu Mountain.

After walking more than three miles, he looked around again and found that no one was following him.

Immediately, Lin Feng raised his hand into the air and sent it out with his mind.

In an instant, a bright light flashed from afar, almost without any sense of space, and landed in Lin Feng's hand that was raised in the air.

With a smug smile, Lin Feng tore off a tattered piece of his clothing, wrapped the broken sword inside, tucked it into his lower back, and leaped up, soaring over the treetops and heading straight for Yuquan Temple.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Lin Feng had returned to Yuquan Temple.

He took the broken sword from his lower back, opened the cloth wrapping, and tossed it into the air.

The broken sword paused in mid-air before disappearing from Lin Feng's sight.

In a short while, the broken sword returned to Lin Feng's hand, its bright blade now hidden in its rusty scabbard.

Lin Feng wrapped the broken sword up with satisfaction, tucked it back into his waistband, and then entered his master Zhen Zhuo's room through the window.

Master Zhen Zhuo remained sitting quietly on the ground, while Master Leng Quan, the abbot of Yuquan Temple, sat silently in front of her.

Hearing the noise, Leng Quan didn't move, but just said numbly.

"What else do you want to do? Junior Sister Zhen Zhuo has already ascended to immortality, and Lin Feng has also been eliminated by you. There is nothing left in Yuquan Temple."

Lin Feng did not speak, but knelt down in front of Daoist Zhen Zhuo and bowed his head in mourning.

Master Lengquan, not hearing a response, opened his eyes in surprise and looked to the side.

Upon seeing Lin Feng, who was disheveled and dressed in rags, they were immediately startled.

"Lin Feng?"

Lin Feng remained motionless and ignored Leng Quan.

"You...you're not dead?"

Seeing that Lin Feng was just hanging his head and not saying a word, Leng Quan quickly moved closer to his face, looked him over carefully, and confirmed that he was a living person with normal breathing.

"Where are...they?"

After silently mourning, Lin Feng vowed in his heart to avenge his master, Daoist Zhen Zhuo, and wished his master's spirit in heaven to rest in peace.

Only then did he open his eyes and glance at Daoist Lengquan.

"Who are these three old guys who came this time?"

Lin Feng only knew Yan Su; he was unfamiliar with Gui Ju and Duan Li and did not know their identities.

Leng Quan was intimidated by his imposing manner and quickly replied.

"Elder Yan Su of the Tianshan Zhengyi Sect, Elder Gui Ju of the Qinling Zhongxing Sect, and Elder Duan Li of the Taihang Jianxing Sect."

Lin Feng nodded: "Alright, let's proceed with the funeral according to the procedures of Yuquan Temple. I will send the heads of these three old guys to Master's grave."

Leng Quan's eyes widened: "Lin Feng, don't do anything reckless. These three elders are the top three elders in the entire hidden sect. Each of them is a big shot who shakes the entire hidden sect world. We should avoid them if we can. One lucky break doesn't mean we'll be lucky forever."