27: Chapter 27 Lin Feng Makes a Move

"Dog, stop!"

Just as Foster Father Lin Zhenshan was about to be decapitated by a blade, a sharp, explosive shout echoed through the field!

Immediately, a stone the size of a fist, accompanied by a violent whistling sound, slammed heavily onto the large blade in Hall Master Wang Biao's hand!

The blade instantly veered off course, slashing fiercely into the ground beside Foster Father Lin Zhenshan!

It carved a deep crack into the ground.

Dust and stones splattered everywhere...

"Who is it?" Hall Master Wang Biao looked up in anger.

"It's your grandfather!" As the voice echoed, a tall, upright figure rapidly approached from the distance.

The newcomer appeared to be about sixteen or seventeen years old!

He was dressed in a long cyan robe.

Though his frame was lean, he appeared exceptionally tall and imposing.

His sharp, sword-like eyes were filled with infinite fury!

The newcomer was none other than Lin Feng.

Upon returning home, Lin Feng had found the house empty!

Anxious beyond measure, he began searching everywhere!

Finally, he found this Grain-drying field.

Only to find Hall Master Wang Biao about to chop off his father's head.

How could Lin Feng possibly endure this?

So he quickly picked up a fist-sized stone from beneath his feet and, using his Qi, threw it from a distance, knocking Hall Master Wang Biao's blade off course.

In a life-or-death moment, he had saved his father, Foster Father Lin Zhenshan.

It was fortunate Lin Feng arrived in time!

Otherwise, if he had been even a second later, Foster Father Lin Zhenshan's head would have rolled.

"Kid, who are you? How dare you meddle in my business?" Hall Master Wang Biao's face was dark as water as he shouted sternly.

"I said, I am your grandfather!" After Lin Feng spoke, he charged forward like a bolt of lightning!

"You little animal, you're looking for death!" Seeing this, Hall Master Wang Biao was so enraged that smoke almost billowed from his ears.

As the words left his mouth, he raised his large blade high and slashed down fiercely at Lin Feng!

Swish...

Lin Feng's body swayed, narrowly avoiding the strike.

Just as Hall Master Wang Biao's strike missed and he was about to deliver a second blow,

Lin Feng clenched his right hand into a fist and threw a direct, heavy Crushing Fist!

This punch was delivered with all of Lin Feng's fury.

The terrifying force of over two thousand catties was entirely concentrated in his right fist, striking Hall Master Wang Biao squarely in the waist.

"Ah!" Hall Master Wang Biao's body shook violently, and he let out a shrill scream as he was sent flying backward like a tattered sack.

He slammed heavily into one of his subordinates behind him.

Together with that subordinate, they became like rolling gourds, tumbling over several times.

"Father, Mother, second brother, third sister, are you alright? Are you hurt?" After knocking Hall Master Wang Biao away with one punch, Lin Feng quickly rushed to Foster Father Lin Zhenshan and the others, helping them up from the ground.

"Waaah, Big Brother, you're finally back! I thought I'd never see you again!" Lin Fang was a mess of tears, throwing herself into Lin Feng's embrace like a bird returning to its forest.

Her grievance was mixed with intense terror!

"Big Brother!" Lin Yi's voice also carried a sob!

"Feng'er, don't worry about us, run!" Foster Father Lin Zhenshan, however, roared at the top of his lungs.

Even though Lin Feng had sent Hall Master Wang Biao flying with a single punch,

the Black Tiger Gang currently had the advantage in numbers.

Foster Father Lin Zhenshan did not believe Lin Feng could win alone.

"Yes, Feng'er, run! Return to the martial arts hall immediately and never come back!" Wang Xiufeng, having woken up from her faint, also urged him loudly.

She hoped Lin Feng would flee this place as quickly as possible.

"Hmph, you injured me and you think you can run?" Just then, Hall Master Wang Biao struggled to his feet and roared with a distorted face, "You useless trash, what are you standing there for?

All of you, get him! Kill him!"

"Yes, Boss!"

"Kill him!"

Upon hearing the order, more than twenty Black Tiger Gang Disciples shouted in unison and charged at Lin Feng!

"Father, Mother, second brother, third sister, step aside first!" Lin Feng quickly stepped forward, shielding his family!

"Feng'er, you must be careful!" Foster Father Lin Zhenshan said with infinite concern.

"Don't worry, it's fine," Lin Feng smiled faintly.

Then, his gaze became like a blade as he looked toward the charging Black Tiger Gang members!

"Kid, die!" Soon, a Black Tiger Gang Disciple rushed forward, his large blade raised high, slashing down fiercely at Lin Feng's head!

They were all elite Disciples from the Killing Hall, one of the four main halls under the Black Tiger Gang!

They were primarily responsible for the gang's external combat.

Each of them was battle-hardened, their hands stained with blood.

This Disciple, though only a Half-step Martial Artist, struck with a terrifying force of six hundred catties.

The air even let out a series of sharp whistling sounds!

"Big Brother, be careful!" Seeing this, Lin Yi and Lin Fang couldn't help but scream in fear.

"Get lost!" Lin Feng's face darkened, and he directly swept his right hand out, catching the blade bare-handed and forcibly snatching it from the Disciple's grip!

Immediately, he kicked out, striking the Disciple squarely in the chest!

The Disciple cried out and flew back like a scarecrow.

"Kill!" With a thought, Lin Feng quickly circulated the Qi in his body, channeling it into the large blade!

Amidst his roar, he held the blade and, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, launched a powerful counter-attack against the Black Tiger Gang members.

Although Lin Feng had not Cultivated any blade Martial Skill,

the blade became as hard as iron under the reinforcement of his Qi!

Coupled with his strength comparable to the Middle Stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm, he slaughtered those Black Tiger Gang Disciples until they were fleeing in panic.

Either their blades were shattered, or they were left with deep, fathomless bloody gashes.

These Disciples of the Black Tiger Gang's Killing Hall, though battle-hardened, were unfortunately too low in strength!

All of them were at the Half-step Martial Artist Realm!

Their power ranged from five hundred to nine hundred catties.

Only Hall Master Wang Biao was a true Middle Stage Spirit Gathering Realm expert!

Additionally, his subordinates Xiao Long and Xiao Jiu were at the Early Stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm.

Seeing Lin Feng chasing and killing the gang Disciples like slaughtering pigs and sheep, Xiao Long's face turned pale with horror. He looked at Hall Master Wang Biao and said, "Boss, that kid is extremely powerful. He's at least reached the Middle Stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm. We are no match for him; let's run!"

"Yes, Boss, you run quickly! Xiao Long and I will cover your retreat!" Xiao Jiu also said with a nervous expression.

"Dammit, run for what? I was just careless earlier, allowing him to succeed with a sneak attack and get injured.

If I run today, how am I supposed to maintain my reputation in this area?" Hall Master Wang Biao roared angrily.

After speaking, Hall Master Wang Biao raised his blade and shouted, "You two, come with me! Kill him!"

"Yes, Boss!"

"Kill!"

Led by Hall Master Wang Biao, the three of them quickly joined the fray!

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands!

Although Hall Master Wang Biao was heavily injured by Lin Feng's punch, his Thunder Blade Technique was still executed with great vigor.

With Xiao Long and Xiao Jiu assisting from the sides,

as the three of them joined in, Lin Feng gradually fell into a disadvantage!

"Haha, little animal, weren't you very arrogant just now? Why don't you try being arrogant again for me?" Seeing that he was gaining the upper hand, Hall Master Wang Biao burst into loud, mocking laughter!

His tone was thick with ridicule, intended to mess with Lin Feng's state of mind.

Lin Feng clenched his teeth and didn't make a sound, resisting desperately!

"Sigh, the Martial Skills I've mastered are still too few. I have a full two thousand two hundred catties of strength, but I can't fully utilize it!" Lin Feng thought to himself.

If he had also Cultivated a blade technique and brought his strength to its peak, Hall Master Wang Biao would definitely not be his match.

Unfortunately, having only Cultivated for a short time, he had only mastered the basic Jidao Fist.

Now, facing Hall Master Wang Biao, who had been immersed in blade techniques for decades, he felt quite constrained, experiencing the frustration of having strength but nowhere to apply it effectively.

Perhaps seeing Lin Feng's weakness, Hall Master Wang Biao became even more triumphant!

Leading Xiao Long and the others, he launched even more fierce attacks.

Countless terrifying blade glows surged toward Lin Feng like the waters of a great river!

Forcing Lin Feng to retreat step by step.

"It's over, it's completely over. I didn't expect the Lin family kid wouldn't be his match either!"

"Yes, once the Lin family kid is killed, it will be our turn next!"

"Waaah... I'm still young, I don't want to die!"

...The commoners cried out in despair together.