The Dark Lord's Dominion

  "Lin Feng! You are Lin Hong's son!" Du Chong exclaimed.

  Wang Lang asked Hengdao for help and also provided corresponding intelligence. Du Chong naturally knew who Lin Feng was.

  At this time, Han Meng also rushed out of the house, holding a horizontal knife and shouting: "Lin Feng! It's actually you! Where is Lord Lin Heng?" As he spoke, his eyes vigilantly scanned the surroundings.

  "No need to look anymore! Today, only I, the young master, have come to challenge your counterfeit goods!" Lin Feng sneered, "Are you worthy of making my father take action?"

  "Isn't General Lin Heng here? You don't think you can deceive me!" Han Meng shouted loudly, "With just one person, you think you can challenge our entire camp, how is that possible?"

  Knowing Han Meng's intentions, Lin Feng coldly smiled and said: "Han Meng, you don't need to guess! Father is indeed not here, and he also doesn't know I've come to this place. Today, I've come to seek justice for the people of Blackstone Town, for my Uncle Zhao!"

  Han Meng saw that Lin Feng's face didn't seem to be pretending, and he also secretly let out a sigh of relief. With his sword pointing at Lin Feng, he shouted sternly: "A mere Tiger Shape Fist Three Realms cultivator, even if you're skilled in archery, what can you do? You've come here to seek death! Du Chong, kill him for me!"

  "Yes, big brother!" Du Chong sneered and rushed to the front of the arrow tower, his horizontal knife shining like snow as he hacked at the pillar.

  At such a close distance, Du Chong could also feel Lin Feng's strength. Without a doubt, the young man in front of him was absolutely not as strong as the fourth level of Tiger Form Fist, so Du Chong immediately gained confidence.

  "Hmph!" Lin Feng coldly smiled, putting the yellow poplar hard bow into the jade pendant space, then grabbed the giant arrow on the bed crossbow and jumped down from the arrow tower.

  Du Chong only needed a few knives to cut off all the pillars of the arrow tower, and Lin Feng stretched out his foot on the arrow tower and tapped it continuously, already standing in front of Du Chong. And behind him, the tall arrow tower also collapsed with a loud crash.

  "Come on, kid! Bring it on!" Du Chong let out a loud laugh and shot forward like a cannonball, his horizontal blade flashing in the air as he swung it down towards Lin Feng's head!

  This knife was as fast as lightning, Du Chong also used his full strength, the fourth heavy power of Tiger Shape Fist burst out instantly, wanting to cut Lin Feng into two segments with one knife!

  It is said that one power can defeat ten gatherings, the strong of Tiger Shape Fist's fourth level can completely suppress the strong of Tiger Shape Fist's third level without using any techniques, relying solely on brute strength!

  "Hmm!"

  Lin Feng smiled coldly and swung his right hand, which was grasping the Frost Iron Giant Arrow, in a sweeping motion towards Du Zhong's horizontal blade!

  Pong!

  After a loud noise, Du Chong's face turned pale and he retreated several steps in a row. He felt a suffocating sensation in his chest and couldn't help but let out a "wow" as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

  Lin Feng did not retreat in the slightest, standing there with a giant arrow in hand, coldly laughing repeatedly.

  "How is this possible? You're clearly at the third rank of Tiger Form Fist!" Du Chong's face was filled with incredulity as he stared at Lin Feng, his voice hoarse from shouting.

  "As long as you can beat me, that's all that matters! What business is it of yours what level of strength I'm at?" Lin Feng sneered.

  With just his locally reinforced right hand, his strength was already overwhelming Du Chong, which is also the reason for his absolute confidence.

  ……

  The fierce flames rose, illuminating the entire village as if it were daytime. Lin Feng stood there, holding a giant arrow in his hand, and under the illumination of the firelight, his small figure seemed like a god of death!

  Lin Feng's purpose in setting this big fire was not to injure the mountain bandits, but to trap them inside the stockade so that he could kill them one by one. Therefore, the ten thousand jin of fire oil were placed along the walls of the stockade.

  Where the arrows passed, the oil-filled clay pots were shattered, and the burning oil flowed everywhere. The walls of the entire Da Zhai village had become a wall of fire, trapping all the mountain bandits in the center. Unless the oil was exhausted, it was impossible to rush out.

  The oil that was placed inside the Great Village also flowed everywhere, and wherever it passed through, a sea of fire was formed. Many unlucky mountain bandits were stained with the oil and immediately ignited into a raging inferno, crying out in agony as they fell to the ground.

  Hundreds of mountain bandits were running wildly inside the village, each with a look of panic on their faces, as if doomsday had arrived.

  Han Meng looked at Lin Feng standing in the center of Dazhai, his eyes also flickering.

  "Big brother, what to do!" Du Chong wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth and gritted his teeth. The head-on collision just now had already made his internal organs shake, and he was seriously injured.

  "Everyone up, kill this kid and avenge our brothers!" Han Meng's face was gloomy, he suddenly swung his horizontal knife and shouted loudly.

  "Kill!"

  "Kill him!"

  Among the mountain bandits, there were naturally many fierce and brave ones. At this time, one by one, with red eyes, they rushed towards Lin Feng in a frenzy. As for Han Meng, he held his horizontal knife and slowly retreated to the outside of the circle.

  Du Chong glanced at Han Meng, gritted his teeth and was about to rush up, but was pulled back by Han Meng.

  "Big brother!" Du Chong said unwillingly.

  "As long as you and I don't die, the Hengdao Gang will still be around!" Han Meng said in a low voice, "Let our brothers go up first, we must wear this kid out to death!"

  Du nodded silently, he didn't know this principle. Even in a sectarian war, when dealing with the strong enemy, it is often used to wear down the opponent's strength with weaker soldiers, and then strike when the opponent's strength is exhausted.

  In today's situation, Han Meng's choice is undoubtedly the most correct. Every calm commander should make the same decision. Even if it were his brothers, they wouldn't blame the leader's decision...

  Han Meng's words, though low and muffled, reached the ears of every mountain bandit. Upon hearing their leader's words, the bandits surrounding Lin Feng let out a desperate roar and charged forward fearlessly, wielding their horizontal blades and hacking at Lin Feng!

  "Come on!"

  Lin Feng's eyes became extremely bright, and his perception ability also instantly rose to the limit. His right arm held a giant cold iron arrow, rushing towards Du Chong and Han Meng's direction.

  Han Meng's abacus skills were quite good, but Lin Feng naturally wouldn't cooperate with him. As long as they killed the two of them, the overall situation would be settled.

  "Kill!"

  A tiger-shaped fist of triple strength from a mountain bandit let out a tiger's roar and swung his sword horizontally at Lin Feng!

  "Die!"

  Lin Feng's right arm thrust forward, a cold iron giant arrow shot out rapidly, and it had already pierced into the mountain bandit's throat!

  His moves are not fast, and can even be said to be very slow. Of course, it's a bit faster than the mountain bandit's move, but it's only slightly faster.

  However, this tiny difference decided the fate of the mountain bandits!

  "Get out!"

  "Die!"

  On both sides, two mountain bandits suddenly appeared, and two horizontal knives swooped towards Lin Feng.

  Lin Feng didn't slow down at all, his Frost Iron Arrow swung left and right, instantly piercing the throats of two mountain bandits!

  Still just a hair's breadth faster, without a single bit of wasted power!

  "What!" Outside the War Circle, Han Meng and Du Chong both suddenly narrowed their eyes!

  This little young man, when fighting, is actually so cunning! As for the control of power, it's even more wonderful to the extreme!

  Continuously killing three gang members, he didn't even use a bit more strength, it can be seen how confident he is! And the three people's weapons, basically didn't collide with his weapon, without super strong perception ability, it's impossible to achieve this!

  The young man's movements, although seemingly chaotic, were extremely effective. As he advanced and retreated, dodged and weaved, no one was able to land an attack on him!

  This doesn't look like a weak young man at all, but rather a strong one who has been through countless years of sectarian warfare!

  "Big brother, what should we do?" Du Chong said urgently, "This little brat is too cunning!"

  "Wait, wait a minute!" Han Meng's face changed color, gritting his teeth.

  Lin Feng walked among the mountain bandits, but in his heart, he recalled his father's teachings.

  "The heavy cavalry is the army, and in the future, you will face not individual opponents, but a large number of enemies! These enemies may be weaker than you individually, but if there are too many of them, they can still wear you down! Therefore, the reasonable use of strength is extremely important! If you can use less strength, then absolutely do not use more!"

  Although it's not on the battlefield of a sectarian war now, the principle is the same. A punch that blows up an opponent is certainly satisfying, but it consumes a huge amount of energy and can't be sustained for long. In contrast, relying on super-strong sensory abilities to launch a giant arrow expends much less energy.

  As for his physical skills, Lin Feng had already mastered them when he fought against the wolf pack in the mountains. These mountain bandits, who were at most at the third level of the Tiger Form Fist, couldn't even get close to him and were killed one by one.

  "Pffft!" "Pffft!" "Pffft!"

  The arrowhead of the giant arrow pierced the throat of the mountain bandits one after another, and was pulled out with just a light touch. The highly toxic poison on the arrowhead would seal the throat as soon as it saw blood, and sometimes even if only scratched the skin, it could be fatal. One by one, the mountain bandits fell to the ground with purple-black faces after being pierced.

  The poisonous arrow originally prepared for Lin Feng was returned to them by Lin Feng. Han Meng and Du Chong, who were watching from outside the circle, also had a bitter face.

  This battle was a one-sided slaughter. Soon, dozens of mountain bandits fell to the ground, and Lin Feng's giant arrow didn't even collide with their weapons once!

  This situation made the mountain bandits even more desperate, and many of them also harbored thoughts of retreat. They surrounded Lin Feng from a distance, but did not dare to get close again.

  "Big brother!"

  Seeing Lin Feng's helpers getting fewer and fewer, Du Chong anxiously shouted.

  Han Meng's face turned gloomy, and he let out a long sigh before shouting in a deep voice: "Get going!"

  Having reached the end of his tether, Han Meng also regained his ferocious bravery. With a sudden stomp on the ground, he had already charged to Lin Feng's front, with the horizontal knife in his hand flashing cold light, slashing towards Lin Feng's waist!

  At the same time, Du Chong also charged into the battle circle, his sword flashing like lightning, chopping towards Lin Feng's head!

  The two men worked together seamlessly, almost as if they wanted to put Lin Feng to death!

  "Hmm!" Lin Feng's eyes gleamed, his right arm wielding the massive icy iron arrow, which let out a terrifying screech as it shot towards the two of them!

  One strength can break ten gatherings!

  However, the one who has the upper hand at this moment is Lin Feng! Even without using his fire attribute power, this full-force blow of his still has a strength of over 2800 jin, far exceeding the two's 2000 jin of strength!

  "Clang!" A loud noise, Du Chong's horizontal knife was directly smashed by the giant arrow of Han Tie, and his entire body was cut in half at the waist by the giant arrow!

  Jū shì qù shì wèi shuāi, yǔ Hán Měng de héng dāo zhuàng jī zài yī qǐ. Yī shēng jù xiǎng guò hòu, Lín Fēng hé Hán Měng gè zì tuì le bàn bù.

  Translation:

  The giant arrow's momentum had not dissipated, and it collided with Han Meng's horizontal knife. After a loud crash, Lin Feng and Han Meng each retreated half a step.

  "Deputy Leader!"

  The mountain bandits were shocked to see Du Chong die like that, and they all froze in astonishment!

  "This is actually a strong fourth-level master of the Tiger Form Fist! If not for his age, he would have met the standards of the Xuan Jia Heavy Cavalry! Such a strong master, in their eyes, is an invincible existence!"

  But was actually killed by just one blow?

  For a moment, all the remaining mountain bandits stood still, forgetting to continue attacking Lin Feng.

  Lin Feng looked at Han Meng and said coldly: "The Horizontal Blade Society is finished!"

  "I knew it." Han Meng nodded with a bitter face, "If I had known this earlier, I shouldn't have listened to that Wang Lang! Alas!"

  "Where is Wang Lang?" Lin Feng asked directly.

  "Heishui City." Han Mengdao was also straightforward, apparently he didn't want to help Wang Lang keep this secret.

  "Thank you." Lin Feng nodded his head, the giant arrow in his hand pointing forward like a long spear, shooting towards Han Meng like a cannonball.

  "Alas!" Han Meng smiled wryly and closed his eyes, as if waiting for death.