Demon Dragon Mad God

There are still three hostages, Lin Feng controls Wu Xian, and Qin Busi controls two talented members of the Witch Clan.

"Is that so?" Lin Feng squinted slightly, not believing the other party’s words, without hostages in their hands, they would surely die.

He had already seen that the other party valued Wu Xian greatly and wouldn’t dare to act rashly.

Meanwhile, Lin Feng stayed highly focused, not daring to relax even slightly, wary of the middle-aged man and the old woman suddenly making a move.

"I am Wu Fan, and I can guarantee with the name of a Venerable!" said the middle-aged man with a moustache calmly.

"I am Wu Yin, and I also guarantee, as long as you release the three of them, we will not make things difficult for you two!" the old woman spoke, her voice distant, full of age and coldness.

"Na... Natives, the Venerable’s word... will never be broken!" said Wu Xian, held by Lin Feng, her face turning purple, speaking intermittently.

Hearing this, Lin Feng sneered internally, he was no three-year-old naive enough to be deceived!

A Venerable’s word would not be broken? He would rather believe there were ghosts in the world than trust the words of the Witch Clan!

Qin Busi glanced at Lin Feng, slightly shaking his head, indicating that they shouldn’t believe the other’s words.

He truly worried Lin Feng might be deceived, after all, although Lin Feng was powerful, he was still young and prone to fall for tricks.

Lin Feng nodded slightly, then approached Qin Busi, the two standing back to back, vigilantly guarding against Wu Fan and Wu Yin.

For a moment, the scene reached a stalemate, with the two Venerables, Wu Fan and Wu Yin, neither daring to act rashly nor willing to let Lin Feng and Qin Busi leave.

Lin Feng’s mind was racing, sweat pouring from his forehead, desperately thinking of a way to escape.

However, facing the Venerables of the Witch Clan, it seemed that all means were useless!

Lin Feng’s gaze swept over Venerable Wu Fan, Venerable Wu Yin, the venomous-faced Wu Tianyu, and over forty talented members of the Witch Clan.

He gritted his teeth firmly, realizing he had to decide quickly, otherwise death was certain.

Wu Fan’s oppressive presence was exceptionally strong, like a towering mountain weighing down on Lin Feng, making him feel immense pressure; prolonged assault would inevitably lead to vulnerability, allowing the opponent an opportunity.

As for Wu Tianyu, he definitely couldn’t be killed today, rescuing Hong Qingxuan would have to wait for another day.

Lin Feng had considered using Wu Xian to threaten the two Venerables, forcing them to command Wu Tianyu to release Hong Qingxuan, but weighing the pros and cons, he abandoned the idea.

Because, such an action would surely reveal his concern for Hong Qingxuan, and might lead the Venerables to turn the threat back on him, which would be disastrous!

Although Hong Qingxuan was important, compared to the lives of a million people in his Divine Map Space’s Heavenly Vault Divine Palace, Lin Feng understood the priority.

With a quick thought, Lin Feng immediately sent a thought to Qin Busi, and then the two began to fly sideways away.

Their speed wasn’t overly fast, but they still moved hundreds of miles instantly, constantly watching Venerables Wu Fan and Wu Yin.

"You can’t escape!" Wu Fan shouted sharply, stepping through the void, instantly catching up to Lin Feng and Qin Busi.

The old woman Wu Yin moved incredibly quickly too, her figure flickering as she immediately closed in on Lin Feng and Qin Busi.

Seeing this, Lin Feng promptly extended his left hand, grabbing Wu Xian’s shoulder directly.

Crack!

Ah!

Then, a crisp sound of bones breaking echoed, accompanied by Wu Xian’s cry of pain.

Wu Xian’s shoulder bone was instantly crushed, and having never suffered before, her pretty face immediately twisted in agony.

At the same time, Qin Busi exhaled Power from his hand, causing blood to spurt wildly from the mouths of the two hostages he held.

"What?" The faces of Venerables Wu Fan and Wu Yin changed immediately upon seeing this.

"Don’t follow us, or I’ll cripple her cultivation!" Lin Feng shouted fiercely, and then he and Qin Busi’s speed suddenly increased tenfold, instantly traversing a thousand miles, retreating rapidly.

"You court death!" Wu Fan roared in anger, refusing to let Lin Feng and Qin Busi escape.

Though he didn’t chase further, he waved his sleeve, unleashing a vast wave of Qi that surged forward.

The Qi wave was incredibly fast and indistinguishable to the naked eye, sweeping through the void in an instant, forming a massive Qi Shield that enveloped Lin Feng and Qin Busi.

"Not good!" Lin Feng and Qin Busi immediately halted, their faces changed dramatically, realizing they were trapped and thus in danger!

"You can’t escape, I will give you one last chance, release the three of them. Otherwise, I will show no mercy!" Wu Fan shouted angrily, his voice rolling like heavenly thunder, shaking the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

The domineering voice penetrated everywhere, directly piercing into Lin Feng’s and Qin Busi’s eardrums.

Ugh! Ugh!

Lin Feng and Qin Busi, let out a muffled grunt, blood spewing from their mouths once again.

Under this shout, Qin Busi’s mind halted, his eyes became scattered, and his brain experienced a brief blank. If Wu Fan and Wu Yin were to strike, they could easily kill Qin Busi.

However, neither moved impulsively, because under Wu Fan’s shout, although Lin Feng was also injured and spat blood, his grip tightened even more, almost crushing Wu Xian’s neck.

In fact, with Wu Fan’s power, his shout could easily kill Lin Feng and Qin Busi without harming the three captives, but he did not dare.

Because he worried that Lin Feng, in the moment of death, would pull Wu Xian down with him.

Wu Fan had long seen Lin Feng’s uniqueness, even when facing his pressure, facing the sound waves imbued with his Power, Lin Feng’s eyes remained clear.

He had attempted three times, each time shaking Lin Feng and Qin Busi with sound waves, yet Lin Feng remained exceptionally clear-eyed, unlike Qin Busi whose gaze scattered, and brain turned blank.

Wu Fan understood that this was because Lin Feng’s spiritual power was tremendously strong, far surpassing other Martial Artists at the same level.

"You’re forcing me!" Suddenly, Lin Feng’s face turned fierce, he shouted angrily, and slammed his palm onto Wu Xian’s back.

Bang!

A muffled sound, even though Lin Feng didn’t use much force, shattered Wu Xian’s internal organs in an instant.

Ah!

Wu Xian screamed miserably, blood gushed out from her mouth, mixed with a large amount of internal organ fragments.

"Immediately remove the Qi Shield, or I will kill her instantly!" Lin Feng shouted furiously, madness filled his eyes, making one doubt his resolve.

"Scoundrel...!" Wu Fan’s face was ablaze with anger, he raised his hand, wanting to strike Lin Feng dead.

He, a dignified Martial Venerate Realm Martial Artist, was continuously threatened by a Martial Emperor Realm ant, almost consumed by fury.

However, just as Wu Fan raised his arm, a withered hand suddenly stopped him.

"No!" Venerable Wu Yin promptly shook his head at Wu Fan, for Wu Xian’s life was at stake, they must not act recklessly.

"I tell you, there is Thought Dark Power left in their Sea of Consciousness by both of us, as soon as we die, the Thought Dark Power will explode immediately, they will undoubtedly die!" Lin Feng shouted loudly.

"What?" Wu Fan and Wu Yin’s expressions changed slightly upon hearing this, then their faces turned thoroughly dark.

"Venerable Fan, Venerable Yin, they are not lying!"

"They have indeed left Thought Dark Power!"

"It’s in our Sea of Consciousness!"

Several cries came from afar, it was a few of the hostages previously held around Qin Busi.

After being shaken off, they were immediately rescued by other Witch Clan geniuses, seals lifted, struggling to dispel the Thought Dark Power in their Sea of Consciousness.

The Thought Dark Power in the Sea of Consciousness of these few was left by Qin Busi, who, worried about thoroughly angering the two Witch Clan Venerables, did not detonate these Thought Dark Powers.

"Let us two leave, otherwise, they will perish with us!"

Lin Feng raised Wu Xian, who was bleeding profusely from her mouth, and continued, "We two are just two natives, lives are cheap, but having noble Witch Clan beauties as burial companions wouldn’t be a bad thing!"

"Exactly! At most a death, with three Witch Clan geniuses as burial companions, we won’t be lonely on the Yellow Springs Road!" Qin Busi came to his senses, immediately shouting loudly, face resolute.

"Damn it!" Venerable Wu Fan, hearing this, his chest heaved, barely able to control the raging fire within.

"Fan... Venerable Fan, Venerable Yin, le... let them leave!" At this moment, Wu Xian spoke up, stuttering.

Wu Xian was unable to use Dark Power, gravely injured, extremely weak, her neck grasped firmly by Lin Feng, her voice faint like a mosquito, squeezing through her clenched teeth.

A trace of fear appeared in Wu Xian’s eyes, now she was truly afraid, afraid that Lin Feng might really kill her.

As Lin Feng said, she possessed such noble status, granddaughter of the branch High Priest, dying at the hands of this native would indeed be worthless.