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Lin Feng's eyes turned cold, he spoke word for word, like thunder: "Everyone calls me Master Lin."

"Master Lin..." The old man muttered to himself for a moment before suddenly recalling something and exclaiming, "You …. "You are …" The sixth ranked Immortal Ranking! "

"What?! He's actually the sixth Immortal Ranking of the new generation? With his own strength, he destroyed the entire line of the ancient Egyptian Pharaoh's family, the Lin Zhizun!"

Out of the ten black robed men, his reaction was even more shocking. They all opened their mouths in shock, their faces filled with shock as they stood rooted to the spot.

The Master Lin's battle achievements had already spread throughout the world of martial arts. Although their clan's dark Magi had stayed here for decades, they were not cut off from the rest of the world. They had a special way of communication with the land of the dark witch, and there were also puppets in the secular world that supported them. Whether it was the battle for the island, the war for Myanmar, or the war for ancient Egypt, they all knew it all very well.

"Come forward and die."

Lin Feng took a step forward. His berserk killing intent completely enveloped the cave that was at least the size of five football fields.

Such killing intent caused the dozen or so black-robed men to involuntarily shiver. Even the face of the old man with the Black Scepter changed in an instant. With a serious face, he stared at Lin Feng, he did not dare slack at all.

First step.

His finger was like a blade, and a sharp, azure-golden light shot out from the tip of his finger. It cleaved down from the sky and directly hacked apart a black-cloaked person from within. Blood spurted out like a fountain and stained the ground red.

Second step.

A cluster of golden flames burned fiercely in his palm. In the blink of an eye, the golden flames flew out and transformed into a Devil's Snare flower. It then entered the body of a black-cloaked person. Instantly, the area where the golden flames had entered the black-robed figure's body was set ablaze. Between the breath, burning into particles of dust, blowing with the wind, no longer.

Third step.

Spreading out his palm in front of him, a golden-green palm appeared in front of a black-robed man. As his five fingers came together, the golden-green palm simultaneously retracted its five fingers, binding the black-robed man within. With just a slight push, the other party's body exploded into smithereens with a loud bang. His bones were all gone, and he had perished in body and spirit.

Fourth step.

A majestic spiritual will materialized, transforming into a blade in the air, slashing directly towards the sea of consciousness of a black-robed man. His Sea of Consciousness instantly ruptured and the black-robed man fell to the ground with a loud bang. His entire being was gone as well, his soul having been destroyed.

Fifth step, sixth step, seventh step …

Lin Feng took one step after another, continuously advancing forward. With each step, he would use different methods to reap the lives of black-robed men. After ten steps, there were only a few people left in the black robe.

"Great Elder, save me!"

The remaining few black robed people all crumbled as they shouted in panic. They all turned their pleading gazes towards the old man with the Black Scepter.

"Your life is not up to me to decide."

Lin Feng flicked his fingers again and again, and several Chinese ginkgo flower s shot out from the cluster of golden flame burning in his palm.

"You've gone too far!"

The old man held the Black Scepter, ball after ball of dense black light shot out. The black light appeared in the sky, transforming into a few lion's heads, opening their mouths wide, they swallowed the Chinese ginkgo flower.

"Boom!"

Several Chinese ginkgo flower s ignited the lions and exploded at the same time.

"Kill my people, I'll kill you!"

The old man with the Black Scepter activated it with all his might. He wanted to use his strongest technique to fight Lin Feng to the death.

However, this was only his wishful thinking. Before he even had the time to activate his strongest technique, a giant golden blade appeared out of thin air and slashed towards him.

The giant blade was very big, stretching out more than a hundred meters or so, and its width also reached more than a few meters. The golden light being released from the giant blade was even more dazzling. With merely a glance, one could feel the terrifying sharp aura that overflowed from the giant blade.

It was as if this slash was a slash that could split Heaven and Earth. There was nothing in Heaven and Earth that could block this slash.

The power of a single slash was enough.

"Sorcerer's armor!"

The old man holding the Black Scepter immediately unleashed the strongest defensive technique he could think of. The Sorcerer's armor was created by him, the first generation Master Shaman, to use darkness energy, transformed into armor, and as a defense art, it became the strongest defensive technique in the dark witch.

Thick rays of black light rushed into the cave from the Black Scepter. In an instant, a fierce wind blew and countless strands of black light materialized into a giant black armor in the sky.

The armor was very large, extending over a hundred meters in length. There was even a black lion on it, roaring towards the sky. The giant lion rose into the air and opened its gaping maw towards the giant golden blade, as if it was going to swallow the Golden Flame giant blade whole.

"You overestimate yourself!"

"Do you know that divine abilities are already real? Actually, your illusionary techniques can be compared to them."

Lin Feng laughed in disdain. The giant golden blade had already opened up the lion's head, and in that instant, the entire lion's body was split into two.

"Boom!"

The giant blade continued its downward cut. The Sorcerer's armor that covered the sky only lasted for a few breaths of time before it shattered with a loud bang.

The old man with the Black Scepter had never thought that their dark witch's strongest defensive technique, Sorcerer's armor, would be so weak under Lin Feng's slash.

All of this was too fast, so fast that he had no time to defend, and could only watch as the giant blade hacked down onto his body.

"Annihilate my clansmen, and ruin the revival of my Sorcerer. Brat, my dark Magi bloodline's Sorcerer will definitely not let you off. You just wait for the blood debt to be repaid."

His soul rushed out of his body, leaving behind some words as it tried to flee.

"Still trying to run..."

Lin Feng laughed in disdain, and in the blink of an eye, a strand of golden-green light shot out from his finger, intertwining with his soul.

"Let me go."

The old man no longer dared to clamor as he pleaded.

If his physical body was destroyed, he could still be a Soul Cultivator, or he could even possess another body and be reborn. However, if his soul was destroyed, that would be a complete and utter death.

"A few tribes and more than ten villages have over a thousand lives, yet you want me to let you go?"

In Lin Feng's palm, a cluster of golden flames burned fiercely. The old man's soul, under the burning of the golden flames, turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared into thin air.

"Help!"

In the dark witch, only a few black robed men were still alive. After the Great Clan Elder was killed in both body and soul, they all shouted crazily before turning around and fleeing.

However, with just that tiny bit of strength and speed, how could they escape from Lin Feng's grasp?

"All!" Du! Go! "Die!"

With each word, Lin Feng gnashed his teeth.

He took out his flying sword, and sword light surged as it swept across the cave. In an instant, all of the black robed cultivators that were left in dark witch were all killed. They looked on helplessly as their heads fell off their necks, and blood sprayed out of their mouths.

At this point, the dark witch was completely wiped out. Within the mountain cave, blood flowed like a river and corpses were scattered everywhere. The entire scene was too horrible to look at.

"Whoosh!"

Inside the stone coffin that was emitting the thumping sound of his heart, a ray of black light shot toward Xu Jiayi with a boundless aura of death.

"This is bad!"

Lin Feng calmed himself from his rage and thought to himself that it was bad, but it was already too late to save his.

"Be careful!"

Xu Changgeng truly deserved to be called the person in charge of the Sharp Bladed Army. At the most critical moment, he displayed an extremely strong reaction speed. He pushed Xu Jiayin away and used his own body to shield his face.