Crushing

After killing A'Bao, Lin Feng felt another strand of Killing Intent being collected.

Under the Avert Calamity divine ability, he had probably gained quite a few more enhancement points.

But consumed by towering rage, he had no mood to investigate!

He stepped over A'Bao's fallen corpse.

His eyes fixed on A'Le and the others!

"You little bastard! What did you do to A'Bao?"

Sang Biao bellowed!

A'Bao lay face-down, his features hidden from view. A'Le and the others had no idea A'Bao had already been killed with a single punch!

"Speak! Who did this? Who killed my younger brother, Ah Yu?"

Lin Feng's voice rang out as he stopped in his tracks!

His right hand rested behind his back!

"I don't know what trick you used to knock A'Bao down! But do you think your petty tricks can still work now?"

Sang Biao saw Lin Feng place his hand on the hilt of the blade behind his back. He must have had some tricks up his sleeve!

But before someone at mid Skin Refining like himself, even if Lin Feng had a blade, he still would not be able to cut him to death!

"Once I break your arms and legs, then sell your mother and little sister, let's see how cocky you can still be!"

As his words fell, Sang Biao leaped into the air.

He landed before Lin Feng, a savage grin spreading across his face!

A'Le sat atop the ox cart, his eyes narrowing. He too had not understood how Lin Feng had knocked A'Bao down with one punch.

The other party must have used some underhanded method.

Either he had drugged him, or secretly held something in his hand.

A'Bao had only been taken down because he had let his guard slip!

The scattered lights of the Shantytown were simply too dim to see clearly!

As for Lin Feng's martial cultivation being higher than A'Bao's, for him to be a mid Skin Refining martial artist, A'Le absolutely refused to believe it!

A poor fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy living in the Shantytown, a mid Skin Refining expert?

That was simply the joke of the century!

In an instant, there came a sharp "whoosh"!

It was the sound of a blade being swiftly drawn from its leather sheath.

The sound made everyone's hearts jolt!

Then a faint cold glint flashed!

A soft "pfft" followed, as quiet as a mosquito's buzz!

Sang Biao's savage grin froze!

Just as he had leaped over, Lin Feng moved. He had barely heard the blade leave its sheath before a cold flash bloomed in his vision!

Then he felt something brush past his neck.

Just lightly.

Then, there was no then!

Sang Biao raised a hand, wanting to touch his own neck.

Then he could no longer move!

Lin Feng held the gleaming butcher's knife in his right hand, and not a trace of blood stained it!

Because his blade had been too fast!

So fast that even A'Le could not see when a butcher's knife had appeared in his hand!

He continued forward, turning sideways as he passed Sang Biao!

"Sang Biao! Sang Biao? What is going on? Break his arms and legs for me, finish this quickly, and hurry back to South City!"

A'Le had no idea what had happened!

He did not know why Sang Biao was not moving either!

He could not understand why Sang Biao was not attacking!

But a strange chill crept over him. Looking at the butcher's knife in Lin Feng's hand, goosebumps rose all over his body!

Lin Feng seemed like a Monster that had walked out of the darkness!

No, to A'Le, Lin Feng was even more terrifying than a Monster!

As A'Le's words fell!

Sang Biao's fine head dropped cleanly off!

Blood spouted like a fountain, shooting a full zhang high!

Under the faint light, A'Le saw the perfectly smooth cut!

He remembered the way his younger brother Scar and the others had died!

The same neat blade wounds, blade work as miraculous as the gods, precise without the slightest deviation!

"It was you! You killed my younger brother!"

Rage buried his fear. A'Le sprang to his feet, pointing at Lin Feng as he roared!

Only now did he understand that Big Dog had been right. Zhao Sheng had not killed his younger brother.

The one who had killed his younger brother was the Lin Feng standing before him!

But why had he killed his younger brother?

Was it not just collecting a little protection money?

Did he have to kill his younger brother over that?

If you had told me earlier that you were this strong, wouldn't I have waived it for you?

"Get him! Get him! Kill that brat for me!"

A'Le roared at the two remaining lackeys!

But those two lackeys were already shaking in both legs. Lin Feng was simply too terrifying!

With one move, he had cut off the head of their boss Sang Biao, a mid Skin Refining expert!

The key was that they had not even seen how he did it!

How were they supposed to fight this?

Had this big leader lost his mind?

For a few coins of silver a month, why should we risk our lives?

The two lackeys retreated several steps!

"Get the fuck up there now! Otherwise, when we get back, I'll let you two have a taste of what I'm capable of!"

A'Le grabbed the whip from the ox cart and lashed it viciously across the two lackeys!

With no choice, the two lackeys could only draw their daggers and slowly approach Lin Feng, trembling with fear!

A'Le lashed them again!

The two had no choice but to charge forward.

But before Lin Feng, these two were merely food delivered to his door, nothing more than extra enhancement points!

With one sweep of his blade, both their throats were slit.

At that moment, A'Le seized the opportunity and launched a flying kick straight at him!

The kick carried immense force.

He had sent the two lackeys in precisely to create this chance to strike.

Though he did not know Lin Feng's martial cultivation, it was certainly not low! Guessing as high as he could, Lin Feng should be at the same level as himself!

Late Skin Refining!

What was even more terrifying was Lin Feng's blade. It was too fast!

He could only strike during the gap after Lin Feng attacked, when his old force had faded and new force had yet to arise!

That way, even if the opponent was a late Skin Refining fighter of the same level, he could suppress him immediately!

Sure enough, when A'Le's kick came straight at him.

Lin Feng could only hurriedly raise an arm to block!

Thud! Thud! Thud!

That kick forced Lin Feng back several steps!

A'Le seized the opportunity and raised his leg to continue attacking!

The Gale Leg Technique, cultivated to Minor Mastery, swept at Lin Feng in a relentless storm of wind and rain!

But what he had not expected was this!

Lin Feng was at Skin Refining Perfection!

The strength within his body surpassed that of a late Skin Refining fighter like him by far more than a single level!

Lin Feng used the back of his blade to block another kick, retreating several steps. Once he steadied himself, he threw out his left fist!

His fist slammed into A'Le's sweeping right leg!

At that blow, A'Le felt as though his right leg had struck a rock.

Pain surged through him.

Yet he gritted his teeth and continued attacking!

He kicked out three more times in succession!

But Lin Feng's punches grew heavier with each strike! The final punch carried a vicious wind and directly shattered his Gale Leg Technique!

A'Le tapped the ground with his toes, flipped backward, and widened the distance between himself and Lin Feng!

"Impossible! How could you be at Skin Refining Perfection? Absolutely impossible!"

A'Le's right leg trembled continuously from the pain.

But even that could not compare to the shock in his heart!

Today, he had kicked an iron plate!

He had never imagined that the one making him suffer would not be Zhao Sheng, the big leader of the Great Saber Gang.

It was this unremarkable poor brat, Lin Feng, from his own territory!

Lin Feng ignored A'Le's question.

Seeing Lin Yu lying motionless, the fury in his heart surged once more!

His body moved, charging toward A'Le.

"Give me back my brother's life!"

After roaring, Lin Feng spun the butcher's knife in his hand, then suddenly chopped down!

This slash was broad and sweeping, without the slightest hint of precision! Yet it cut straight into A'Le's body!

It nearly split half his body open! His bones and organs had surely all been severed and torn apart!

Even the left arm A'Le instinctively raised to block was chopped into two pieces!

"Th-this... what... blade technique is this?"

A'Le's eyes bulged wide!

He could not understand what blade technique could be this fast!

Nor could he understand it. He had not killed Lin Yu! What did Lin Feng mean by avenging his brother?

Shouldn't Lin Feng be the one paying back his younger brother's life?

"Butcher's."

Lin Feng spat out the word!

Then A'Le shuddered, his body collapsing onto the ox cart.

His intestines spilled all over the ground!