Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique

Chapter 47: Chapter 47 Duanmu Yan

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“They died, all those adults died,”

“How could this happen? That kid was too powerful, wasn’t he? He killed all those adults.”

“Run, just run, or we’ll all die here.”

The mercenaries of the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group, who were besieging Zhang Qichu and others, were terrified when they saw Lin Feng slay more than a dozen Sky Wolf Knights in a short time.

These Sky Wolf Knights, with the weakest at the Martial Artist Ninth Level, and Scarred Face even had the powerful cultivation of the Martial Artist Tenth Level. Combined with the powerful impact of the wolves beneath them, even a seasoned Martial Artist Tenth Level practitioner could die carelessly.

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Yet so many strong warriors were killed by Lin Feng in the blink of an eye.

These ordinary mercenaries were almost scared to death.

They dared not continue besieging Zhang Qichu and the others, turning around to flee into the distance.

So many people, but no way to chase.

Zhang Qichu and the others had known Lin Feng’s great strength, but seeing him kill a dozen Sky Wolf Knights in a short time shocked them even more.

“Riding these Sky Wolves will speed us up a lot,” Lin Feng said as he jumped onto a Sky Wolf.

These Sky Wolves were vicious by nature.

But now they trembled in fear.

Lin Feng’s fierce might had just scared these Sky Wolves into submission.

Zhang Qichu and the others also jumped onto the Sky Wolves, and the seven of them rode swiftly into the depths.

But a day later, someone caught up with them.

It was a young lord in his twenties, riding an even larger Sky Wolf, wielding a black iron spear.

“You killed members of my Sky Wolf Mercenary Group; every one of you deserves to die.”

The young lord’s voice was icy, filled with a chilling intent to kill.

“Duanmu Yan,” Ouyang Li gasped.

“Someone actually recognized me.” Duanmu Yan’s eyes shot with chilling murder intent.

Su Zimo exclaimed, “He’s Duanmu Yan? This is the eldest son of the head of the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group, with the strength of the Martial Master Realm.”

The commander of the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group had three sons.

The third son was Duanmu Feiyang, killed by Lin Feng. This was the eldest, known as the most gifted of the three brothers.

“You go ahead; I’ll hold him off,” Lin Feng said.

“But…” Zhang Qichu and others started to speak, but Lin Feng interrupted, “Don’t you trust my strength?”

“We’d be a burden here, but junior brother, be careful,” Zhang Qichu and the others cautioned before riding off on the Sky Wolves.

“You brat, looking for death.”

Duanmu Yan shouted coldly, holding the black iron spear as he charged toward Lin Feng on his Sky Wolf.

He thrust the black iron spear directly at Lin Feng.

“Kill.”

Lin Feng slapped the Sky Wolf’s head.

The wolf beneath him let out a low growl and charged at Duanmu Yan.

Swoosh.

Lin Feng drew out a treasure sword and swung it at Duanmu Yan.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The black iron spear and the longsword clashed, emitting a crisp, clanging sound. Duanmu Yan’s strength was indeed formidable, with each hit forcing a terrifying and overpowering force through Lin Feng’s sword and into his body; even a Martial Artist Tenth Level expert would have long been shattered by such a force.

However, Lin Feng had cultivated the Ancient Dragon Elephant Decision. Although he was still only at the Martial Artist Ninth Level, his physical body was comparable to a true Martial Master Realm expert. Moreover, when those terrifying forces surged into Lin Feng’s body, he immediately activated the Ancient Dragon Elephant Decision, dispelling the forces, leaving him unharmed.

“Damn it!” Duanmu Yan’s expression was exceedingly dark. As a Martial Master Realm expert, he had attacked for dozens of rounds but had yet to defeat a mere Martial Artist Realm cultivator, which was a deep humiliation for him.

He swung the black iron spear fiercely at Lin Feng, this blow containing a force of over a million pounds. This was Duanmu Yan’s first full-out attack. Feeling its terrifying force, Lin Feng’s expression changed slightly as he swiftly darted away. This blow did not hit Lin Feng but smashed into the Sky Wolf, turning it into mush, showcasing the terrifying nature of the blow.

“Today, young master will stop entertaining you here and won’t stay any longer.” Lin Feng laughed loudly, leaping into the forest and quickly disappearing from view. Duanmu Yan searched for a while but could not find him, roaring in anger repeatedly.

In the forest, a youth with a sword on his back quickly dashed by.

It was Lin Feng.

The encounter with Duanmu Yan had greatly benefited Lin Feng.

A martial master realm expert was indeed incomparable to a martial artist realm.

This further stimulated Lin Feng’s fighting spirit.

“Martial Master Realm.” This was Lin Feng’s first goal.

Five days later, Lin Feng arrived at Netherworld Creek.

It was rumored that Nine Nether Yellow Spring Water had appeared here.

The Nine Nether was a corner of the Hell World, and Yellow Spring Water was a holy water flowing from the Netherworld River, also known as Forget Love Water. In mythical legends, Meng Po would give passing souls Meng Po Soup, which, after drinking, would make them forget their past lives. And Meng Po Soup was made by boiling Yellow Spring Water with some ingredients.

Of course, these were just legends.

But the real Nine Nether Yellow Spring Water was indeed a soul treasure of the world, extremely rare.

When Lin Feng arrived at Netherworld Creek, he heard the sound of intense fighting.

He stealthily entered Netherworld Creek.

Inside Netherworld Creek, both sides were engaged in fierce battle, one was a group of demons, led by a demon with white hair and grotesque features, a White-haired Asura, a strong expert of the Demon Clan, all possessing the strength of Martial Master Realm. The other side was actually the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group’s experts, led by Duanmu Yan, whom Lin Feng had crossed paths with a few days ago.

On the ground lay hundreds of corpses, both demon and Sky Wolf Mercenary Group corpses, along with some loose cultivators and even some academy students.

During this time, many people had come to Netherworld Creek to seize the Nine Nether Yellow Spring Water, and today, with the emergence of the Nine Nether Yellow Spring Water, the two strongest forces, the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group and the Underworld Demon Clan, appeared, slaughtering all the cultivators in Netherworld Creek before turning on each other. Lin Feng scanned the bodies and, not finding Zhang Qichu and his companions among them, was much relieved, believing that they had likely not come here, possibly altering their plans.

“Buzz.” As the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group and the Underworld Demon Clan fought intensely, a powerful wave suddenly emanated from the depths of Netherworld Creek.

In the depths, there was said to be a cave called “Death Cave Mansion.” It was rumored that experts of the Yin Yang Realm entering it would undoubtedly die, but every millennium, some “gases” would escape from Death Cave Mansion. These gases, when coming into contact with the outside air, would turn into a liquid known in legends as “Nine Nether Yellow Spring Water.”

It was widely rumored that the Death Cave Mansion was connected to Hell, and the Yellow Spring Water within was splashed from the Netherworld River.

At this moment, a mist flew out from Death Cave Mansion, coalescing into a faint yellow liquid mass, hovering in the air and containing extraordinary energy waves.

“Nine Nether Yellow Spring Water, it appeared.” Lin Feng’s eyes suddenly brightened.

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