Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1258 Spying in the Dark

Lin Feng didn't move. He couldn't dodge the punch either. He could only wait for the fist to hit him and then use the broken sword to counterattack, hoping to severely injure the old man again.

Just as Gui Ju's fist was about to hit him, Lin Feng barely managed to gather his true energy and was about to raise his hand to counterattack when Shu Qin suddenly went berserk. With a wave of her right hand, her tattered long sleeves fluttered and swept right across Gui Ju's face.

Gui Ju didn't expect Shu Qin to attack him, so he wasn't on guard. The attack came suddenly, and he couldn't dodge it.

With a bang, Gui Ju pounced quickly, but retreated even faster.

No one dared to deny Shu Qin's skill. With just one wave, her true energy surged forth, and her flowing sleeves struck Gui Ju, leaving his face covered in blood and his nose bleeding profusely.

His body flew four or five zhang away and fell to the ground.

He wasn't actually that weak; it was just that Lin Feng had severed one of his arms, and his body was temporarily unable to adapt, making it difficult for him to maintain his balance. That's why he was beaten so badly by Shu Qin.

Yan Su and Duan Li were surprised that Shu Qin suddenly attacked them; wasn't this helping the enemy?

"Shuqin, what are you doing?"

Shu Qin had been ignoring them since she appeared and hadn't spoken to them, but now she spoke fiercely.

"You beat my son up like this, do you think we Kunyu Mountain are easy to bully?"

Her voice was hoarse and shrill, sounding extremely harsh and making one feel uncomfortable all over.

“I think you’ve gone mad, old woman. This man is Lin Feng, not your son Shu Fengting.”

Shu Qin only heard the name Shu Fengting before she immediately sprang to her feet.

"Give me justice for my son..."

As she spoke, she lunged at Yan Su with bared teeth and claws.

Yan Su retreated repeatedly, not because he was afraid of Shu Qin, but because he did not want to kill each other and let Lin Feng be pleased.

Clearly, Shuqin has truly gone mad, and there's no need for them to bother arguing with a madwoman.

However, with his leg broken, his movements were naturally much slower, and with him retreating and dodging, how could he possibly outrun Shuqin?

The two exchanged blows several times in mid-air, creating a series of muffled thuds in the night sky.

The air vibrated and churned, giving a sense of the immense power of a high-level cultivator.

Yan Su exchanged a few punches with her, then, seizing an opening, turned and ran quickly away into the distance.

Shuqin was not about to give up and gave chase.

Lin Feng was getting anxious. There were still two old guys here, and he couldn't handle it on his own.

"Ah...help..."

He didn't know what to shout, so he could only yell for help.

Duan Li was initially pleased to see the two leave so quickly, and seized the opportunity to grab the broken sword and run away, intending to...

Without a future, holding a broken sword in his hand, no one would dare to argue with him again.

Just as he was about to rush towards Lin Feng, Lin Feng shouted for help in advance.

Shu Qin, who was rushing forward at high speed, immediately stopped and turned back without hesitation.

Seeing this, Duan Li could only force a smile.

"Junior Sister Shu, this person... he... he..."

He couldn't say anything either, because he suddenly realized that talking to a madman was pointless.

And that was indeed the case. No matter what Duan Li wanted to say, Shu Qin turned around and pounced on him.

Duan Li had no choice but to turn and run, even faster than when he came.

After Gui Ju got up, he understood the current trend and dared not stay. When he was not disabled, he was about the same as Shu Qin, but now he was definitely no match for her.

Don't be fooled by Shuqin chasing after Duan Li. If this kid calls out again, he'll immediately turn back. She's not confident she can run faster.

Because of the missing arm, the balance issue is temporarily unresolved, which will definitely affect the speed when running.

It's best to slip away as soon as possible.

They are all seasoned veterans, with exceptionally accurate judgment of the situation.

Gui Ju glared at Lin Feng, then turned and disappeared into the night.

In a short while, there was no one else in Lin Feng's sight.

I never imagined that a life-or-death battle would end so dramatically.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and slowly regulated the internal energy within his body, repairing the disordered meridians.

No one can rely on anyone else but yourself. Shu Qin was just temporarily mentally deranged due to the pain of losing her son. Who knows when she will suddenly come to her senses? Lin Feng is still the enemy who killed her son.

She was also Shuqin's greatest enemy in this world.

When she killed Lin Feng, she did so without hesitation, as if she were slaughtering a rabbit.

His body was severely damaged, and Lin Feng was unable to repair it immediately; it would require a long period of gradual recuperation.

Lin Feng now only wants to be able to move so he can leave this place as soon as possible.

Perhaps in the next moment, some old fellow will be tempted by his own broken sword and risk returning, but he won't be able to save either himself or his broken sword.

Lin Feng's judgment was correct; Yan Su hadn't run far. He felt that dealing with a madman wouldn't be too difficult.

After much deliberation, I still felt that I had to get my hands on the broken sword in Lin Feng's hands.

As for Lin Feng's life, even if he doesn't die, he'll probably be beaten to a pulp and be practically ruined.

He was very confident in his martial arts skills. Although he had lost a leg, he was still a top cultivator in a secluded sect.

Yan Su hid in the shadows, observing the situation.

After Gui Ju flew away, he ran to the mountainside and suddenly felt that if he left like this, what if someone else took the treasure in Lin Feng's hands?

This is a priceless treasure that is vital to the sect; we must seize it.

Thinking of this, he immediately stopped and turned to run back.

Duan Li fled at top speed, with the menacing Shu Qin chasing after him, inwardly groaning.

Why the hell are you only chasing me? I didn't even lay a hand on you.

As he ran, he suddenly came to his senses and realized that there was a confused old woman behind him. Why should he bother arguing with her? He could just fool her and be done with it.

"Junior Sister Shu, if you leave, Fengting will be in danger. There are still two people over there."

With just one sentence, Shuqin immediately stopped in her pursuit.

Now, whenever she hears that someone is trying to harm her son, her first thought is for his safety.

Without saying a word, he turned and ran back.

Duan Li immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Damn it, he's really gone mad. He's both hateful and pitiful."

Although he was unhappy, he still turned around and flew towards Yuquan Temple.

We cannot let others steal this precious treasure; it is a matter of great importance to our sect and cannot be taken lightly.

Before Lin Feng could recover, he saw a ragged, disheveled old woman flying swiftly across the night sky in the distance.

Who else could it be but Shu Qin?

Lin Feng could only lament that he was having a run of bad luck; he was born to this old woman, and he would probably die to this old woman as well.

Shu Qin only had eyes for Lin Feng. She landed in front of Lin Feng and looked at him with concern.

"Fengting, where are you hurt?"

Lin Feng didn't want to speak, afraid that he might touch on something that would bring the old lady to her senses.

He could only stare blankly at Shuqin.

"Son, you have suffered..."

Shu Qin's trembling hand stroked Lin Feng's cheek, and tears began to stream down her face.

Lin Feng coughed awkwardly, but after only a couple of coughs, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Shu Qin quickly grabbed Lin Feng's wrist.

Lin Feng felt a surge of true energy enter his body from his wrist and begin to circulate along his meridians.

Although she was mentally unstable, her memories of years of cultivation were accurate and very precise.

True Qi flowed along Lin Feng's damaged meridians, repairing them little by little.

Lin Feng sat quietly. Through the broken sword's power of will, he knew that there were three old men lurking in the distance.