Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique-Chapter 571 - 40 Old Friend

"Hmm? Boy? You dare to attack me?"

...

Woh Qingqing snickered coldly and threw a punch, only to reveal a boundless multitude of ghostly images of giant snakes before her eyes.

The entire world seemed to transform into a domain of snakes.

Countless poisonous snakes lunged at Lin Feng, trying to tear him apart.

"Nice move, a Spirit... it’s actually a Spirit."

Lin Feng was shocked.

Woh Qingqing had a sudden enlightenment of the "Poisonous Snake Spirit."

The serpents she summoned with that punch were all poisonous, and what was most dreadful was that the Poisonous Snake Spirit had imbued these apparitions with "spirituality."

That is to say, if bitten by one of these snakes, one would inevitably be poisoned.

"Boy, seeking death."

Beside her, the Spirit Array Master Pei Zihui also roared angrily, casting a move called "Flame Sword."

This Flame Sword was a formidable Spirit Array Skill.

A treasure sword, wrapped in an endless inferno, could be seen amidst the void, blazing furiously.

Flame Burning Sky! A sword to shatter the heavens!

The Flame Sword, exhaling scorching breath, slashed towards Lin Feng.

The Snake Slave also made another move, a palm strike aimed at Lin Feng, with green light surging and his right hand turning green.

Clearly, the palm of the Snake Slave contained deadly poison.

Another servant named Insect Slave also struck, releasing dense swarms of golden bugs that surged toward Lin Feng like a blanket.

These individuals instantly created a situation where four experts besieged Lin Feng.

The circumstances were perilously dire.

...

"Such formidable practitioners of the Evil Path, their Cultivation Techniques are not only malicious but also laced with deadly poison."

Lin Feng’s spirit tensed, but he didn’t panic. After all, he’d been through numerous life-and-death fights and had long since developed a character that doesn’t easily get startled.

Facing the assault of the four, Lin Feng’s body surged with a powerful "Trend."

Boom...

That terrifying aura permeated out, and Woh Qingqing and the other three were enveloped by Lin Feng’s Trend, immediately feeling their movements slow down.

"Sword Dao Spirit"!

...

Lin Feng exclaimed in a low voice, then dense Sword Qi surged from his body.

"Pfft, pfft..."

The sounds of tearing echoed.

First, the poisonous insects summoned by Kun Nu were all sliced apart by the Sword Qi, followed by the Snake Slave being flung away by Lin Feng’s concentrated "Trend."

Then the Sword Qi blocked Pei Zihui’s powerful Flame Sword and continually shredded the myriad of poisonous snakes evolved from Woh Qingqing’s Poisonous Snake Spirit.

Facing four opponents alone, he didn’t fall back.

Woh Qingqing and Pei Zihui’s pupils abruptly contracted; they never imagined Lin Feng would possess such formidable combat prowess.

Suddenly, Pei Zihui said, "Brother Lin, do we really need to end this in life or death? There are dozens of brothers outside, and with one loud shout from me, they will swarm in, and Brother Lin will surely die."

"If you want to live, stop fighting now," said Woh Qingqing coldly.

"If I stop, I’ll die even faster, but I can assure you that before that crowd outside rushes in and kills me, I’ll send you to hell first."

Lin Feng sneered.

Woh Qingqing and Pei Zihui’s expressions fluctuated uncertainly.

Grinding her teeth, Woh Qingqing changed her tone and said, "Brother Lin, we don’t really have a deep hatred. Why must we fight to the death? How about we make peace? Together we can explore the Ancient Cultivation Ruins. I’ve heard there are quite a few treasures inside."

"Then let’s all stop fighting!" Lin Feng spoke in a deep voice.

"Good..." Woh Qingqing and Pei Zihui nodded.

Swish.

The three of them simultaneously withdrew their attacks, and calm was restored in the cave, while Lin Feng looked indifferent.

The faces of Woh Qingqing and Pei Zihui, however, alternated between shades of anticipation and anxiety.

Pei Zihui, a man of deep schemes, suddenly laughed and said, "Brother Lin, you really keep your talents hidden, don’t you? We are not enemies, but friends. Let’s explore the Ancient Relics together and make a fortune."

Woh Qingqing also said, "With a master like Brother Lin joining us, our group will be as powerful as a tiger with wings."

"I hope you won’t play any tricks, or you can’t blame me for turning my back on you," Lin Feng said with a cold demeanor.

"Brother Lin, rest assured, we will treat you just as we would our own brother," Pei Zihui said.

"Who would believe your nonsense?" Lin Feng muttered to himself.

Evil Demon, Evil Demon... That is to say, people from the Evil Path and the Demon Dao are all deceitful, not to be trusted lightly.

Although he had agreed to cooperate temporarily with these people, he also had to be wary of them.

"It’s getting dark now, we should set off," Woh Qingqing said.

The mysterious ruins were only accessible at night.

Woh Qingqing then looked towards Snake Slave and ordered, "Go and instruct them to bring all those people up here."

"Yes, my lord!"

Snake Slave retreated, and before long, more than twenty cultivators were brought up, all with pale faces—likely under the influence of Woh Qingqing’s gu.

"Ah..."

Lin Feng’s eyebrows suddenly raised slightly as he recognized a few acquaintances.

Mo Shaoye, Yang Yu, Wuu Yang, Xue Xun, Song Caijie, Mo Miaoling, Shui Xinqi.

It was these individuals.

He had met them when they went to Star Cloud Pavilion for testing.

He had a good impression of Mo Shaoye, Yang Yu, Mo Miaoling, and Shui Xinqi.

But Lin Feng did not have a good impression of Wuu Yang, Xue Xun, and Song Caijie.

At that time, these three had never stopped mocking Lin Feng, Yu Fan, and Han Shuo.

These seven had been captured by the Guxie Sect, seemingly to be used as cannon fodder.

"Young Master Lin..."

Shui Xinqi was the first to spot Lin Feng and showed a surprised and delighted expression.

"Mm." He nodded towards Shui Xinqi.

Mo Shaoye, Wu Yang, and the others showed shocked expressions upon seeing Lin Feng, who appeared to be a distinguished guest of the Guxie Sect.

What was going on?

"Brother Lin, save us..." Wuu Yang, Xue Xun, and Song Caijie pleaded with Lin Feng.

These three seemed to have forgotten how they had previously scorned him alongside Yu Fan and Han Shuo.

Lin Feng only felt disgust and aversion towards these three, so why would he help them?

He couldn’t help but sneer coldly, pretending not to hear Wuu Yang, Xue Xun, and Song Caijie’s pleas.

"Thump, thump!"

Wuu Yang, Xue Xun, and Song Caijie had eyes filled with a grim expression—they had lowered their dignity to beg.

Yet Lin Feng chose to ignore the three of them.

This bred hatred towards Lin Feng in their hearts.

But they also knew that only Lin Feng could save their lives right now, no matter how much they hated him, they had to hold off.

The three exchanged glances and knelt down on the ground, continuing to beg, "Brother Lin, we were wrong, we were base, but please, overlook the offenses of us lesser beings and forgive our previous transgressions."

"Brother Lin knows these people?" Woh Qingqing asked, surprised, looking towards Wuu Yang and the others.

"I suppose I know them," Lin Feng said indifferently.

"Brother Lin..." Mo Shaoye started to speak, then stopped abruptly.

Shui Xinqi looked pitifully towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng remembered quite clearly when Shui Xinqi had even cast flirtatious glances at him, obviously trying to seduce him. If he had joined Star Cloud Pavilion at that time, he might easily have taken Shui Xinqi to bed.

Lin Feng had no aversion towards Mo Shaoye, Shui Xinqi, Mo Miaoling, and Yang Yu.

Although he couldn’t say they were particularly close friends, they were still friends.

He looked towards Woh Qingqing and said, "These four are old acquaintances of mine, how about their freedom? I believe they will give it their all in this exploration of the ruins."

Woh Qingqing smiled and replied, "Naturally, we will give face to Brother Lin."

With a wave of her hand, four small insects flew out from the bodies of Mo Shaoye, Shui Xinqi, Mo Miaoling, and Yang Yu, which Woh Qingqing then collected into a mysterious black box. The pale complexions of Mo Shaoye, Shui Xinqi, Yang Yu, and Mo Miaoling also regained some color.

"What about us?" Wuu Yang, Xue Xun, and Song Caijie pleaded, looking towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng sneered coldly. The murderous intent hidden deep in their eyes—how could it escape his notice?

That they still shamelessly wished for his rescue was laughable.

"Get lost."

Lin Feng waved his right hand.

He sent the three flying away with a sweep of his arm.

They fell to the ground, their gazes filled with spite as they looked towards Lin Feng.

Follow curr𝒆nt nov𝒆ls on freew(𝒆)bnov𝒆l.(c)om