King of Nine Skies-Chapter 9 - 00:Throat-Cutter Strike

"Throat!" Lin Feng fixed his gaze on the Ghost Wolf and then took a small step forward.

But this small step made Jing Yun and others feel extremely anxious. Lin Feng, what is he planning? This is the ninth-level demonic beast, the Ghost Wolf. It is the most cruel demonic beast among the lower-level spirit beasts. Even many martial cultivators at the ninth stage of the Spirit Martial Realm would only have the option to flee when encountering the Ghost Wolf.

Before they could even think about it, Lin Feng acted to show them what he was doing. We could see Lin Feng running at a quick pace, bare-handed, heading towards the direction of the Ghost Wolf. His speed was getting faster and faster.

Seeing this scene, the three of them, Jing Yun included, froze in their gazes and felt a sudden jolt of shock in their hearts.

"Ah!" The ghost wolf roared in horror as it saw this human approaching him. The eyes on that hideous ghost face became even colder and more piercingly icy, as if they were emanating from the ninth netherworld.

A cry of horror rang out. The sharp claws of the Ghost Wolf ruthlessly trampled on Jing Feng's body. His body turned into a black streak of light, while the sharp claws blocking in front of his throat emitted a glow of black and white.

"Lin Feng, come back!" Jing Yun shrieked, but it seemed that it was too late. Lin Feng's speed had suddenly skyrocketed, like a fleeting shadow, reaching the peak of speed.

Qingyi and Han Man opened their mouths wide, their hearts seemed to have stopped beating. At this moment, they had only one thought: It's all over!

A bolt of lightning streaked across the scene before them, dazzlingly brilliant and fleeting. After the flash, it seemed as if the space around them had come to a standstill. Lin Feng's footsteps halted, and the Nine-Tier Demon Beast, the Ghostly Wolf, also landed on the ground.

Silence, the terrifying silence!

Jing Yun placed her fists in front of her mouth, her eyes filled with terror. "Lin Feng, are you dead?"

"A tick-tock." A faint and soft sound was heard, which was particularly conspicuous in this silent space. Immediately, the body of the ghost wolf slumped sideways. There was a thin thread at the base of his neck, extremely fine. Blood seeped out from it. This thread gradually turned into a bloodline.

"Yi Ming Wolf, dead!" Han Man and Qing Yi's mouths were still open, staring in astonishment at the scene before them. The fleeting flash of lightning just now was...

"Lin Feng, how are you doing?" Jing Yun looked at Lin Feng who was still standing still and called out softly.

When Jingyun finished speaking, Qingyi and Han Man also looked at Lin Feng nervously. Today was definitely the most nerve-racking and thrilling moment of their lives.

Finally, Lin Feng's body moved. He turned around slowly and his bright eyes revealed a brilliant smile.

"I'm fine," Lin Feng said, spreading his hands. He was merely recalling the sword strike he had just made. Swordsmanship is like thunder, the explosive power is indeed quite strong. Of course, the prerequisite is that his speed needs to be extremely fast. Extremely fast.

"Ah!" The three of them all let out a long breath. Their tense hearts relaxed and they felt as if they had been pulled back from the brink of a cliff.

However, the three did not speak. Instead, they looked at Lin Feng as if they were seeing a monster.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Lin Feng scratched his head a little embarrassedly. These three guys' gaze was a bit too direct, wasn't it?

"Pervert!" Han Man gritted out the two words through gritted teeth. What made Lin Feng feel depressed was that Jing Yun and Qing Yi both nodded seriously, showing their agreement.

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"Lin Feng, you are a swordsman." The man in the green robe knew very well that the lightning bolt just now was the light of a sword. Only a sword could be so swift.

"Not really. It's just that I've trained myself in a set of martial arts skills." Lin Feng shook his head and said. "A sword cultivator is someone who has mastered the martial arts skills of swords. Only those who possess the martial spirit of swords and have strong martial prowess can be called a sword cultivator."

"Not really? So is it that your spirit ability is not a sword?" The man in the green attire asked in confusion.

"Well, I'm not the owner of the Sword and Spirit Soul." Lin Feng nodded his head. This made Qing Yi gasp in shock. Even though he didn't possess the Sword and Spirit Soul, he could wield the sword as fast as lightning. It could only be said that Lin Feng's comprehension of martial arts was terrifying. Take the Ninefold Wave for example, he had already reached the peak of the Ninefold Wave after years of cultivation.

"I really wonder if you can master any martial arts skill to the highest level." The man in the green robe shook his head with a bitter smile. He didn't ask what kind of martial spirit Lin Feng possessed either. After all, some people's martial spirits might be powerful and rare ones. They didn't want others to know what kind of martial spirit they had. And Lin Feng hadn't even used his martial spirit yet. Therefore, the man in the green robe guessed that Lin Feng's martial spirit must be extraordinary.

Lin Feng merely smiled. At present, it seems that he can indeed master any martial art and his comprehension ability is extremely strong.

"The beast nucleus of the Nine-level Demon Beast, the Ghostly Wolf. We've got a big haul this time." Han Man grinned and took out a dagger, approaching and starting to collect the beast nucleus. At the same time, he said, "Lin Feng, you alone killed the Ghostly Wolf. Without you, we might not have been able to get out. This beast nucleus belongs to you alone."

"Jingyun, Qingyi, do you have no objection?"

Qingyi and Jingyun smiled and shook their heads. If it weren't for Lin Feng, they would have really been defeated by the Black Wind Pass.

"I don't agree. We should share all the prey equally among the four of us." Lin Feng shook his head. When the other party thought he was weak in cultivation and let him go behind, he still wanted to give him a share. Although killing the Ghost Wolf was entirely his achievement, Lin Feng himself was definitely not the kind of person who would forget righteousness for personal gain.

Han Man and the other two saw Lin Feng's determined gaze and nodded vigorously, saying, "OK."

"Seems like you've forgotten about me, huh?" At this moment, a voice came from somewhere, not Jing Feng, who was it?

After being struck on the back by the Ghost Wolf, Jing Feng was trampled by its strength on the back as well. Several of his vertebrae were broken. At this moment, he couldn't even stand up and could only look up at Lin Feng and others.

"Damn you!" Han Man was the most violent in his temper. With a crude curse, he said that this bastard not only disregarded their safety and ignored their pleas at a critical moment, but also allowed them to deal with the berserkers on their own, and even led the Yigong Wolf towards them, almost causing their deaths.

"We'll go. His fate is up to fate. We can do nothing about it." Jing Yun also said indignantly.

The group was about to leave when they heard a sinister voice from Jing Feng: "Don't you forget that my elder brother knew that I and you all entered the Black Wind Pass together. If I die and you all manage to get out alive, what do you think my elder brother would think?"

Han Man and the others stopped their steps and then turned around, glaring angrily at Jing Feng.

"You'd better take me with you when you leave. I'll take half of the beast core for myself. Otherwise, I'll make you all die." Jing Feng said menacingly.

"What's going on?" Lin Feng asked in confusion. "This guy is barely alive but still so wild?"

"He is the eldest brother, Jing Hao. He is one of the top ten disciples of the Outer Sect. Ranked sixth, he has reached the peak of the ninth stage of the Martial Spirit Realm. He also possesses the Sword Martial Spirit, and is extremely powerful." Qing Yi explained and Lin Feng immediately understood.

Taking a step forward, Lin Feng approached Jing Feng and stood before him, his gaze carrying a sneer.

"Come on, hurry up and help me up!" Jing Feng said in a commanding tone.

Lin Feng was taken aback for a moment, and he looked at Jing Feng with a half-smile: "I really admire your courage."

As the words ended, the soft sword was drawn from its sheath, and a chilling, hauntingly cold glint shot out.

"What do you want to do?" Jing Feng's body tensed up completely, and a chill ran through him.

"Lin Feng." Qing Yi shouted out. Jing Hao was the sixth among the Outer Sect disciples. He was extremely powerful. Although Lin Feng was also very powerful, he was still relatively weak in terms of cultivation. Qing Yi didn't think that Lin Feng could handle Jing Hao.

Lin Feng turned to the three people in green clothes and asked, "Do you think that since he is such a kind-hearted person, we will be spared by him after we rescue him?"

The three of them in green clothes' gazes narrowed. Cold sweat broke out on their backs. Indeed, judging from Jing Feng's performance, even if they saved Jing Feng, Jing Feng would probably not spare them.

"We haven't offended him at all. It was him who acted presumptuously and then tried to frame us. As a result, we ended up in this predicament. But instead of repenting, he even ordered us to rescue him and promised to give us half of the beast cores in return. Such a person, how dare you bring him back?"

Lin Feng patiently explained, "Although the people in this world are precocious, Jing Yun and the others are only fifteen or sixteen years old. How could they compare to him who has lived through two lifetimes and is thus more perceptive?"

The three people shook their heads upon hearing Lin Feng's words. Indeed, it was possible that when they took Jing Feng back, it would be Jing Hao's time to take revenge.

Lin Feng turned around and looked at Jing Feng. However, he saw that Jing Feng's gaze finally revealed a hint of fear.

"I swear, as long as you take me back, I will never seek revenge. Moreover, I don't want to have anything to do with the Beast Core." Jing Feng crawled backward.

"It's too late." The cold light vanished, and with a single sword stroke to the throat, the promise made when life was at stake could it be trusted?

Lin Feng saw Jing Feng, who was still alive but unable to see the light of day, and he let out a long, thick breath. His heart rose and fell slightly. Of course, it was only for an instant. On the journey of the bloodthirsty quest for strength, blood and corpses were inevitable.

"If Jing Hao finds you guys, tell him the truth and say that I was the one who killed him." Lin Feng smiled calmly and nonchalantly. If even a martial cultivator of the 9th stage of the Inner Martial Realm is afraid of him, how could one dare to wield a sword to roam the world?