Chapter 095：Kill one person with one step

The area of Yunhai Sect, Fengyun Gorge, and Shengsheng Platform. 

The bright red blood has stained the land red. Even though seven days have passed, the blood and vitality here still pervade the entire world. 

Countless corpses lay quietly on the ground. Perhaps because of the cold weather these days, the corpses hadn't decomposed yet. 

Strangely enough, in the Wind and Rain Canyon, many people were moving about among the corpses. In this space filled with the stench of blood, they showed no sign of shyness or hesitation. On the contrary, their eyes shone with a bright luster. 

"Yunhai Sect is truly a major sect. Even though here are only the corpses of the sect's disciples, there are still quite a few valuable things on them." 

A man in yellow clothes gathered up the Yellow Grade First-Class martial skills that had been retrieved from a corpse lying on the ground. As if fearing to be discovered, he glanced around to his left and right. 

Not only him, but also others who came here gained something to some extent. They were all disciples of small sects or wandering cultivators. Hearing the news that Yunhai Sect was wiped out, they immediately rushed here, hoping to obtain some benefits. 

At this moment, above the canyon, two figures emerged there, their gazes directed towards the canyon. 

These two figures, one of whom was wearing a veil, was extremely attractive in appearance. 

While the other person wore a hideous mask of bronze color, it added a touch of menacing aura to his entire figure. 

These two people are naturally Lin Feng and Mengqing. 

That day, Lin Feng's performance was so outstanding that even now, those several major clans might be itching to kill him. Naturally, he had to be cautious. Therefore, he wore the mask from the ancient temple on his face. 

Seeing the corpses strewn all over the canyon floor and smelling the pungent smell of blood in the air, Mengqing's eyebrows slightly furrowed and a trace of disgust flashed across her face beneath the veil. 

"Why did you bring me here?" Mengqing turned around and asked Lin Feng. But she noticed that at this moment, Lin Feng's gaze remained fixed on the canyon without moving, and a chilling coldness spread out from his body. 

"These scoundrels don't even spare the corpses." 

When Lin Feng saw a person finish examining a corpse and then kick it away with one kick, he couldn't help but shiver all over. 

It seemed that she sensed Lin Feng's change in expression, and Mengqing remained silent, not disturbing Lin Feng any more. 

Lin Feng shot up into the air with a swift movement, like a bird spreading its wings to take flight, and then plummeted down towards the canyon. 

In the canyon, the crowd that was searching for treasures on the corpses seemed to have sensed something. Their gazes turned towards this direction and then, they saw Lin Feng plummeting down from the cliff. 

"Here comes another one who is looking for a bargain." 

Everyone turned their gaze away and continued with their own business, ignoring Lin Feng. 

"Do your own thing and we won't interfere with each other." 

The person who had just kicked the corpse away saw Lin Feng land beside him. He gave Lin Feng a sideways glance and said indifferently. 

No one responded to his words. A powerful sword energy surged out from Lin Feng's body, instantly freezing his gaze and making his whole body feel icy cold. 

"What are you planning to do? There are so many people here. Don't you want to hog the limelight all to yourself?" 

Feeling the surging sword energy, this person tensed up all over and shouted loudly, deliberately drawing the crowd's attention to make Lin Feng feel uneasy. 

Sure enough, upon hearing that someone was actually going to hog the credit all by themselves, the gazes of the crowd around immediately turned towards this direction. There was a hint of malice in their eyes. 

However, all they saw was a flash of swordlight. 

Simple and unadorned as it is, it is still the kind of swordlight meant for killing. 

Seeing the speaker directly killed by Lin Feng without any unnecessary words, anger flashed in everyone's eyes. 

Just because of their overwhelming strength, do they want to hoard all the treasures left behind by these corpses for themselves alone? 

"Everyone has come here for the same purpose. Why do you have to be so ruthless and cruel? Have you lost your grace and propriety?" 

Not far from Lin Feng, a figure spoke coldly. 

Lin Feng's eyes flickered. Beneath the bronze-colored mask, those deep, grayish pupils were filled with an icy coldness, devoid of desires and emotions. 

With a slight step, Lin Feng's body seemed to be a gentle breeze, instantly arriving before the person speaking. It was still that merciless killing sword, swinging out. 

Heartless and cruel? Losing your grace and dignity? 

Taking away the treasures from others' corpses, trampling over the corpses here at will, yet still daring to claim that one has "manners" - such is the kind of behavior that deserves to be called "disgraceful". 

The swordlight flashed, the figure vanished. The man's gaze remained wide open, filled with horror and terror, and he refused to close his eyes in death. 

"Since you all seem to have such a fondness for corpses, then I'll make you all become corpses yourselves." 

Lin Feng's first words were cold and icy, filled with a sense of desolation and ruthlessness. Especially when combined with his bronze mask, it made one feel extremely cold to the touch. 

With a step, Lin Feng appeared in front of another person. His hand moved and the sword flashed, then the person vanished. 

Straightforward and decisive, even without any reason at all. 

"What does he want to do? Could it be that he intends to wipe out all the people in the canyon? Is that possible?" 

Seeing another figure fall down, the crowd shuddered all over and was filled with an overwhelming terror. 

"Stop it! Who are you?" Seeing Lin Feng approaching, one person stepped back in quick succession and shouted out. 

"Those who seek to take your life." 

In response to him, another sword strike followed. 

In the canyon, all the people's movements gradually came to a halt. They stared blankly at the figure wearing the bronze mask, holding a long sword, taking one step and killing one person. 

At this point, there were already over a dozen people, all killed by Lin Feng's single sword strike. They didn't even know what had offended Lin Feng. 

"No, we must stop him. We can't let him go on killing. Otherwise, sooner or later it will be our turn." 

Someone sensed that the crisis was getting closer and closer. He spoke up and said, and all around him nodded in agreement. 

"We all join hands and work together to kill him. We can't let him get the chance to defeat us one by one." 

Gradually, the crowd began to gather together, preparing to jointly deal with Lin Feng. Lin Feng's strength was truly terrifying. His sword was like a death-warrant, killing whoever it met. 

Lin Feng killed another person. His gaze turned towards this direction. Immediately, a chill descended. These people had come into contact with the pupils beneath that bronze mask. They felt the ever-approaching death's deathly aura. 

"Don't be afraid of him. With all of us joining forces, even if he is not a weakling in terms of strength, we will surely be able to handle him." 

It seemed as if they sensed the fear in the expressions of their companions around them, and someone spoke to offer comfort. Whether it was to boost their own courage or not, it's hard to tell. 

Lin Feng's footsteps drew nearer and nearer. The surging sword energy grew increasingly intense, enveloping all of them in its embrace and constantly undermining their confidence. 

"I don't want any treasures anymore." 

Finally, the confidence of one person was completely shattered under this fierce swordsmanship. Turning around, he fled away. He had a feeling that in front of Lin Feng, no matter how many others there were, he still couldn't withstand Lin Feng's sword. 

"Death's Sword." 

Lin Feng's footsteps suddenly struck out, and his long sword was swung out. Instantly, the greyish death energy surrounded the sword light, transforming into an extremely powerful sword vortices that obliterated everything. 

"Puff, puff, puff..." 

A series of faint and soft sounds were heard. The crowd that was preparing to join forces to deal with Lin Feng all froze in place, their eyes filled with expressions of horror. 

With their heads lowered, they looked at their abdomens, where a sword-like mark was extremely clear. 

"Why?" 

One by one, the crowd fell down and died. Even after death, they still couldn't understand why Lin Feng, who was so powerful, would kill them. 

"Because, you deserve to die." 

Lin Feng drew his sword and turned around. Wherever his gaze fell upon, all the people there dropped everything and fled in a frenzy. 

Lin Feng's power is simply too overwhelming. That fatal sword strike just now was so powerful that even ten or a hundred of them couldn't avoid it. They had no other choice but to flee. 

"Who is being so presumptuous here?" 

At this moment, from above the canyon, a cold and fierce shout rang out. Immediately after, three figures soared down and landed in the风云 Canyon. 

"Who are you?" The first three figures were led by a young man, quite handsome and with a touch of arrogance in his face. He coldly shouted at Lin Feng, looking down upon him. 

Chen Xing was a disciple of the Inner Gate, but his name was not engraved on the ranking stone wall. After he defected, he was constantly on edge and fearful that Duan Tianlao would take revenge on him and claim his life. 

Fortunately, Wen Renyan spoke up for him and he managed to survive. Later, after being tested by Duan Tianlao, his strength and talent were also recognized. After Duan Tianlao left, he took charge of guarding Yunhai Sect. 

However, compared to Wen Renyan, he still fell far short. Now, Wen Renyan has received the attention and cultivation from Duan Tianlang. In a few days, it will be the founding day of Xue Yue Holy Temple. At that time, Wen Renyan will become a prominent figure in the imperial city, and will be worshipped and revered by people. 

And in the future, when Wenyin Yan steps out of Xue Yue Shengsi Temple, he will surely become famous in Snow Moon. Wenyin Yan's future is so promising that he dares not even compare himself with Wenyin Yan. 

With his inherent great talent, Wen Renyan's destiny was destined to be extraordinary from the moment he followed Duan Tianlao. From then on, his life was filled with extraordinary events. 

"Lin Feng's innate talent is even more terrifying than Wen Ren's. If he were to follow Duan Tianlao, he would have access to boundless opportunities and prospects, and I wouldn't exist now." 

Thinking of Wen Renyan, Chen Xing again recalled Lin Feng, that terrifying guy. With just a few words, he completely intimidated him. It was so terrifying. 

When he saw that it was Chen Xing, Lin Feng's cold gaze flashed across the bronze mask covering his eyes, revealing a hint of icy coldness. 

What a show of bravado! Traitor Chen Xing, having changed his identity, has once again begun to swagger around and act as if he's above everyone else. 

"As the Snow Moon Holy Temple is about to be established, King Tianlang is busy running around, having no time to deal with matters related to the Yunhai Sect. Everything here now falls under my responsibility. You can search for the treasures on these corpses if you wish. Do as you like with the search, but don't cause any trouble. Otherwise, be careful of your life." 

Chen Xing's voice was loud and coarse. He said, "Since Lin Feng scorched his heart with words last time, his temperament has changed greatly. He has become very cold and cruel. When facing someone stronger than him, he bows down humbly. But when dealing with the weak, he is arrogant and domineering, as if he were the only one in the world."