87. Fiery Red Beauty

  In the space inside Huang Quan Pearl, Ma Wu's divine soul had completely turned into a semi-transparent dark yellow color and was struggling painfully in the surging Huang Quan true water.

  "My master will never let you go!" Ma Wu's venomous scream.

  Lin Feng chuckled lightly: "I know that your master from the Yuan Ying period left a mark on your soul, and as soon as you die, he will immediately find out. But I'm not going to kill you now, I wonder if he can sense what's happening to you?"

  Ma Wai closed his eyes in despair, he never thought that he didn't die, but it was a million times more miserable than death.

  Lin Feng smiled faintly and said: "Now let's talk about it. Why did you immediately turn against us and take action when my disciple asked about the news of Xinghe Sha?"

  Ma Wu vowed to all the gods and Buddhas in heaven that he would absolutely not answer Lin Feng's question, or simply give a wrong answer.

  But the mysterious and unpredictable spell of Yu Ming's control made him answer every question truthfully.

  "Lie Feng Association?" Lin Feng was indeed surprised, he didn't expect Xing He Sha to have a connection with Lie Feng Association.

  Lie Feng will be the anti-Da Zhou organization composed of the remnants of the Xue Feng country destroyed by the Da Zhou Empire, and is quite active among the many forces resisting the rule of Da Zhou.

  Half a year ago, in order to take Zhu Yi as his apprentice, Lin Feng went to the Great Zhou Imperial City of Tianjing, where he had contact with people from the Lie Feng Hui. At that time, they kidnapped Zhu Yi, who was the illegitimate son of Xuanji Hou, in order to harm Xuanji Hou.

  This time, the Dahzhou Imperial Court sent a large army into the ancient domain of Daze, just to hunt down a group of Lie Feng Hui cultivators.

  On the body of Lie Feng Hui's disciple, Xing He Sha was once found, so when Wang Lin mentioned Xing He Sha, Xue Chao and others didn't say a word, wanting to capture him first.

  Lin Feng furrowed his brow secretly: "In the end, I still don't know where Xinghe Sha is, in this vast and boundless swamp, where can I find those fierce winds?"

  Handing the Huangquan Pearl back to Wang Lin, Lin Feng said casually: "When practicing magic, it's best to have a specific target for the spell. You can use this kid to practice your Huangquan Finger, but remember not to kill him, I still have use for him."

  Wang Lin nodded vigorously, while Ma Wu let out a mournful howl: "I'll haunt you as a ghost if I don't get my revenge!"

  Lin Feng couldn't be bothered to reason with him, so he first waved the black cloud flag and took Wang Lin away from the scene.

  Since the other side mentioned that the Great Zhou Imperial Court has a large army nearby, the previous battle must have alerted them. Lin Feng naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to stay in place and wait for the enemy's army to arrive.

  Although the swamp was dense with miasma, Lin Feng still tried his best to expand his perception range at this moment.

  He wanted to find Lie Feng Hui's followers, but the other party would not easily expose their whereabouts. Only when they were pursued by the Great Zhou army and a battle broke out, did the fluctuations in their magical powers transmit outward, allowing Lin Feng to discover their location.

  Lin Feng's turn was almost half a month, while searching for the gathering of the fierce wind, Lin Feng himself did not give up his efforts to find Xinghe Sha, but still had nothing to gain.

  On this day, Lin Feng drove the Black Cloud Flag to fly in the thick fog and mist. Suddenly, he felt a violent fluctuation of magic power not far away from him, with an extremely loud momentum, obviously someone was fighting a magical battle nearby.

  Lin Feng hastily put away the Black Cloud Flag and fell to the ground, sneaking closer.

  The distance was getting closer, and in the thick fog, lights and shadows were flashing, a dozen or so figures intertwined, rising and falling, fighting fiercely.

  Lin Feng displayed his stealth technique, concealing his figure and suppressing the fluctuations of his magic. He quietly approached, and neither of the two combatants noticed someone sneaking up to them.

  The number of combatants on both sides is not equal, with one side having a dozen or more people, who are currently ganging up on the three opponents.

  These dozen or so people were all wearing Bright Light Divine Armor, emitting a faint glow in the thick fog that completely isolated the miasma. Although their cultivation was not very high, they advanced and retreated with precision, coordinating tacitly, and exerted strength beyond their realm.

  They held identical lightning long knives in their hands, and as they swung them, electricity flashed and thunder rumbled, displaying astonishing lethality.

  A dozen or so people vaguely formed a formation, responding to each other, and their magical powers also had a trend of resonating and uniting. With the coordination of their armor and long knives, their combat power doubled.

  "Is this the Divine Martial Army of the Great Zhou Dynasty?" Lin Feng looked at these dozen or so people, his eyes narrowing.

  The Shenwu Army is the elite force of the Great Zhou Dynasty, unlike ordinary secular armies. It is said that this Shenwu Army is composed entirely of cultivators, and the rebels they are supposed to capture must also be cultivators.

  Unlike the Great Qin Empire, the four major families of the Great Zhou Empire held enormous resources and discourse power. Under the joint efforts of Emperor Liang Pan and Zhu Hongwu, the imperial power was unprecedentedly concentrated, with a hint of ancient sage emperor aura. Most cultivators were also concentrated under the control of the imperial power.

  The legendary Shenwu Army is a military force composed of elite cultivators from various realms within the Great Zhou Empire.

  It is possible to militarize the management of cultivators who value freedom, on the one hand because of the strong means of Zhou Emperor and Xuanji Hou, and on the other hand also because the imperial family can provide a large amount of cultivation resources for these cultivators. Therefore, the cultivators from the Shenwu Army are extremely powerful and their realm is also rapidly improved.

  The Great Zhou Empire's artifact refinement level has made significant progress in recent years, with batch after batch of powerful artifacts being refined and equipped to the Shenwu Army's cultivators, arming them to the teeth.

  Generally speaking, the difference in cultivation is a huge gap. For example, a Qi-refining period cultivator compared to a Foundation-establishing period cultivator, unless the former has a powerful artifact or technique to suppress the latter, it's difficult for them to pose a threat to the latter, and quantity cannot make up for quality.

  But the Shenwu Army, with their tacit cooperation, strict discipline and powerful equipment, changed all of that.

  A lone Jiedan stage cultivator was surrounded by a group of Shenwu Army Qi Refining stage cultivators, and it was very likely that he would be killed on the spot.

  Lin Feng carefully observed that the three people surrounded by this team of Divine Martial Arts practitioners were now in a precarious situation, with danger lurking all around.

  The cultivation of the three people was actually not weak, among them, two people, one practiced Qi to the eleventh layer, with a flying sword spinning in mid-air, his swordsmanship had a few points of fire attribute, and another person was even a cultivator who had reached the twelfth layer of the Great Perfection Realm.

  But these two were constantly retreating under the siege of the strongest cultivators in the Divine Martial Army who had cultivated up to the 10th layer of Qi Refining.

  If it were not for the timely assistance of a third companion, these two would have been surrounded and killed.

  Lin Feng's attention was more than half focused on that third person, but the other person was surrounded by flames and couldn't see his face clearly.

  Lin Feng only knew that she was a woman, a woman surrounded by flames, a woman who was like a flame herself!

  A whole body of crimson armor, red boots, and a red cloak, like a blazing flame of red hair, and flames dancing in both pupils!

  "It should be just the foundation-building period of opening up the air sea, but the combat power is indeed strong." Lin Feng evaluated the opponent's strength in his heart and found that this red-clothed woman was not an ordinary person.

  However, the red-clothed woman, although fierce and formidable, did not dare to fight with all her might, but instead had reservations in her heart.

  Because outside the war circle, a middle-aged man was standing, wearing a Xuanwu black light armor that only a mid-ranking military officer of the Shenwu Army could wear. The armor flashed with dark light, and the beast's head on his chest was ferocious and menacing.

  This middle-aged military officer had an aura that was as majestic as a mountain, with a vast and profound magical power. He was clearly a Consolidation Period cultivator who was in no way weaker than the red-robed woman.

  Seeing her companions frequently encountering danger, the red-clothed woman let out a cold hum, shook both arms, and raised a large black halberd.

  A dark light flashed on the giant's body, merging with the flames that surrounded the woman, transforming into a red and black storm that swept out in all directions.

  A team of Shenwu Army cultivators stood shoulder to shoulder, their faces stern and serious. Over a dozen gleaming Thunderbolt Long Knives were unsheathed at the same time, releasing over a dozen rolling arcs of electricity that merged into a single, gigantic blade of light. The massive blade clashed with the red-black storm.

  A dozen or so Divine Martial cultivators turned pale, yet their legs were still firmly nailed to the ground, being pushed back and sliding on the ground, leaving dozens of deep gullies.

  The woman in red furrowed her brow, the opposing commander had yet to make a move, but just relying on a team of Qi Refining stage cultivators joining hands was enough to barely withstand her attack, making it impossible for her to relax no matter what.

  "Yue Hongyan, put down your weapons and surrender. It's the only way you'll survive."

  The raging flames around him gradually subsided, and Lin Feng only now saw the true face of the red-clothed woman, Yue Hongyan.

  Unexpectedly young, a girl of only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a fiery red hair that was not tied up, fluttering in the wind, like a raging fire.

  Red eyebrows, like two thin swords, without any tenderness, but instead, a strong and heroic spirit with a thick murderous aura.

  Her face was as perfect as white jade, with a high nose bridge that surpassed other women, showing her strong will. Her lips, which should have been rosy, had only a faint hint of color.

  Yue Hongyan smiled proudly when he heard the middle-aged school lieutenant's words, his red lips lightly opening.

  "Pshaw!"