Demon Dragon Mad God

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A group of Witch Clan geniuses saw Lin Feng and Qin Busi come out and immediately started shouting, each showing a look of venomous hatred as if only by drinking Lin Feng’s blood and eating his flesh could they resolve their internal hatred.

They were geniuses of the Witch Clan, usually smooth sailing, never having suffered such hardships, and they had come to hate Lin Feng to the extreme.

"Let them go!" The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard swept his glance over Lin Feng and Qin Busi and the captives Wu Xian and others in their hands, speaking coldly.

His voice was not loud, but in the ears of Lin Feng and Qin Busi, it was no different from a thunderous explosion.

Ptooey! Ptooey!

Lin Feng and Qin Busi’s bodies trembled violently as if struck by lightning, spitting a mouthful of fresh blood.

They only felt an invisible force acting directly on them, so vast as to be unstoppable like rivers and mountains stretching for miles.

"What?" Lin Feng was shocked and horrified, Venerable was actually so terrifying!

"Let us leave, otherwise they’re all going to die!" Qin Busi’s face turned somewhat pale as he shook the two hostages in his hand, shouting loudly.

Lin Feng also tightened his grip on the hostage, making Wu Xian and the other frail youth roll their eyes.

He held the hostages firmly to have the confidence to resist the Venerable.

"Venerable Fan, Venerable Yin, save me!"

"Venerable lord, save us!"

"I don’t want to die! I don’t want to die!"

The dozen Witch Clan geniuses held hostage started shouting, each showing a look of terror.

"You have three breaths’ time to release them! Otherwise you’ll die and have your souls destroyed!"

The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold light flashing in them, as he spoke coldly. His aura suddenly surged, like gigantic waves forming an invisible pressure, crushing down on Lin Feng and Qin Busi.

If it wasn’t for worrying about Wu Xian’s safety, he would have already struck, directly killing the two in front of him, why bother with nonsense!

The powerful pressure was like a towering mountain, like an invisible shackle, pressing down on Lin Feng and Qin Busi, making both break out in cold sweat, their bones creak.

In Lin Feng’s eyes, the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard was extraordinarily majestic, his aura overbearing, like the lord of the world, the sharp light shooting from his eyes intimidating.

But even if the opponent was strong, Lin Feng had to face him.

At this moment, Lin Feng gritted his teeth, his heart hardened, releasing Power with his left hand, causing the frail youth in his grasp to let out a miserable scream. His body exploded, splitting into pieces, turning into a bloody mist.

The other hostages, seeing this, turned deathly pale with fear, even Wu Xian showed a hint of terror in her eyes.

"If we die, they’ll all accompany us in death!" Lin Feng’s eyes reddened, shouting angrily, killing a hostage to show his determination.

The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard paused slightly at this, then immediately became furious, a native like an ant dare to kill his clansmen in front of him, simply courting death.

"Courting death!" The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard shouted sharply, immediately stepping forward.

Boom!

With one step, it was as if divine thunder descended, shaking the Void. Lin Feng and Qin Busi were struck heavily again, vomiting blood, their bodies involuntarily retreating.

And the Qi Force around Qin Busi was instantly shattered, the ten Witch Clan geniuses wrapped in Qi Force were directly shaken loose, escaping Qin Busi’s control.

"Two breaths left!" The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard took another step forward, instantly within ten thousand feet of Lin Feng and Qin Busi.

"Stop, or I’ll kill her!" Lin Feng immediately shouted angrily, throwing Wu Xian forward.

Despite being injured, his hand still gripped Wu Xian’s neck tightly, not daring to relax in the slightest.

He couldn’t let the opponent approach, or he was certain to die!

The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard stopped, his brows furrowing slightly, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

This was what he dreaded most, Wu Xian could not be allowed to come to harm.

Others could perhaps die, but Wu Xian absolutely could not die!

Wu Xian’s grandfather was the High Priest of the branch clan, the second figure of the branch clan. If something happened to Wu Xian, none of them would survive!

The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard originally thought he could instantly shake Wu Xian free from Lin Feng’s hold, even allowing Lin Feng hand a tenth of a blink’s relaxation, he would strike.

But he discovered he’d underestimated the native in front of him, whose hand seemed rooted, fixed on Wu Xian’s neck.

He didn’t dare act rashly; injuring Wu Xian would spell ruin! 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

While the middle-aged man with the eight-character beard harbored murderous intent, he was confused—how could such a figure appear in the small Heavenly Vault World?

This was simply incredible!

Seeing the middle-aged man’s caution, Lin Feng and Qin Busi exchanged a glance, their bodies beginning to retreat slowly.

They had to escape quickly, the longer time dragged on, the more distant their hope of escape.

Whoosh!

But as Lin Feng and Qin Busi retreated a thousand feet, space behind them undulated, and the old woman suddenly appeared behind them.

Lin Feng and Qin Busi immediately halted, their bodies tense, not daring to underestimate this old woman, whose strength was equally beyond their resistance.

"Release the three of them, and this old man will let you leave!" The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard spoke coldly, as if conceding to Lin Feng.