Someone ambushed Lin Feng with a sudden strike—fast, accurate, ruthless—as if they were intent on taking his life in one hit. Faced with this attack, Lin Feng reacted swiftly, moving quickly to the left. The assassin's long spear stabbed through empty air as Lin Feng kicked it, sending the attacker stumbling backward. Like a bolt of lightning, Lin Feng dashed forward, grabbed the cultivator by the neck, and with a forceful twist, there was a sickening snap—the neck of the cultivator who had ambushed him was broken, and he died on the spot.
"Zhang Kui is dead."
An angry shout came from not far away.
Lin Feng looked over and saw about a dozen cultivators entering the cave; they seemed to be a group and had perhaps followed right behind him.
They were collecting treasures from this place, clearly also trying to make a fortune.
Upon seeing Lin Feng, they were filled with killing intent.
"Get lost, don't block my way," Lin Feng said indifferently.
