Demon Dragon Mad God-Chapter 899 - 652
In the hall, all the members of the Heavenly Vault Sect were visibly changed in complexion, their faces turned pale.
This pressure was the strongest they had ever encountered in their lives.
Could it be that the Martial King of the Jiao Family has arrived?
Everyone’s expression grew tense, and they immediately looked towards Lin Feng, seeing his unchanging demeanor, they slightly breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as Lin Feng was around, everything should be without worry.
Sitting in the main seat, Lin Feng had an expressionless face, and a trace of a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Have they come?
Very well, then let’s use the blood of your Jiao Family to shake the entire Qingyuan City!
Swish!
In the next instant, Lin Feng’s figure flashed, leaving the hall and appearing outside.
The high-ranking members of the Heavenly Vault Sect also immediately rose, following Lin Feng out.
Looking up, they saw dozens of figures standing high in the air, hundreds of meters above.
Each of these dozens of people had a powerful aura, all with cultivation levels of Earth Martial Master or above, with a middle-aged man in a brocade robe at the forefront, his demeanor stern and dignified.
The dozens of people recklessly released their own imposing manner, stirring the heavens and the earth, their aura incredibly powerful.
In the entire mansion, some disciples of the Sky Moon Hall with lower cultivation were even forced to the ground by the strong pressure.
The commotion caused by these dozens of people had already alerted countless martial artists in Qingyuan City, with everyone in the city watching the scene from afar.
Even many strong experts were quickly flying towards the Sky Moon Hall’s mansion to closely observe the development of the situation.
The people from the Zhao Family and the other Four Great Families were somewhat bewildered, not knowing who could have angered the Jiao Family Head, Jiao Cheng.
"Where is my son, Jiao Fei?"
The middle-aged man in the brocade robe stood in the void, and upon seeing Lin Feng and others walking out from the hall, he immediately shouted, his voice shaking the four directions.
Lin Feng looked over the middle-aged man in the brocade robe, but this man was not of the Martial King Realm, only a Ninth Layer Peak Earth Martial Master.
How laughable for someone of such cultivation to behave so arrogantly!
"He’s crippled!" Lin Feng coldly smiled, saying indifferently.
"What?"
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man’s eyes widened, showing disbelief.
"Say it again, what did you do to my son?" The middle-aged man shouted angrily, his eyes bursting with intense killing intent.
"Are you deaf?"
Lin Feng chuckled softly, loudly saying, "Listen carefully, I crippled all his meridians!"
Lin Feng’s voice spread in all directions, everyone heard it clearly, leaving the strong experts of the Jiao Family stunned!
All the martial artists watching from afar were also dumbfounded, faces filled with astonishment.
This guy actually crippled the Young Master of the Jiao Family?
Does he have such courage, does he not want to live?
This was a blatant provocation against the Jiao Family, does this person have something to rely on?
Everyone was shocked.
Raging anger surged in the heart of the middle-aged man in the brocade robe, his face murderous as he glared at Lin Feng. However, he did not act immediately.
Lin Feng’s cultivation was only at the Martial Master Eighth Layer, though insignificant in his eyes, he dared not act rashly without seeing his son, Jiao Fei.
"Didn’t you want ten billion Upper Grade Spirit Stones? I’ve brought it, now release my son!" The middle-aged man’s voice was icy cold.
Actually, the middle-aged man hadn’t brought ten billion Upper Grade Spirit Stones, as the Jiao Family couldn’t produce that amount.
The reason he said so was to confirm Jiao Fei’s safety; only if Jiao Fei was safe could he freely slaughter Lin Feng and others.
As he had just checked with spiritual sense, he hadn’t spotted Jiao Fei’s figure.
"Bring him up!" Lin Feng instructed the person behind him.
Shortly after, a member of the Sky Moon Hall brought Jiao Fei forward.
Jiao Fei had been kept in an underground chamber, which was why the middle-aged man in the brocade robe had not discovered him.
Bang!
With a dull sound, Jiao Fei was thrown to the ground in front of Lin Feng.
"This... Is this Fei’er?"
The middle-aged man’s eyes widened, staring directly at the person lying on the ground.
For this person had been completely disfigured, no longer recognizably human, hair disheveled, cheeks swollen bigger than a pig’s head, clothes torn into strips, and bloody wounds covering the entire body.
This person, like a heap of mud, lay limp on the ground, more dead than alive, already completely unconscious.
Everyone who saw Jiao Fei was shocked, what kind of torment had he suffered to become like this?
"Fei’er?"
The middle-aged man exclaimed, his entire body trembling uncontrollably; if not for recognizing his son Jiao Fei’s aura, he wouldn’t have identified him.
It was hard for him to believe that his son Jiao Fei had been tortured into this state.
Swish!
Without hesitation, the middle-aged man reached out a large hand into the void, grabbing Jiao Fei back.
Lin Feng did not stop the opponent, as Jiao Fei was dispensable to him, with his strength, he didn’t need to use Jiao Fei as leverage.
In fact, Lin Feng was also shocked, he hadn’t expected Jiao Fei to end up in such a condition.
He really didn’t know how those Sky Moon Hall disciples had tortured this guy?
Lin Feng had no idea of the resentment the Sky Moon Hall disciples harbored towards Jiao Fei. In the Sky Moon Hall, Luo Huan was like a goddess, the object of admiration for countless disciples.
Luo Huan had no blood relationship with the Sky Moon Imperial Family, many disciples pursued her.
But Jiao Fei dared to target Luo Huan, which was simply desecrating the goddess in all the disciples’ hearts.
Therefore, Jiao Fei met with inhumane torture; in merely a moment’s time, he was already in a miserable state.
