Battle with Black Yama King

For a moment, Black Yama King felt that victory was within his grasp. When he pounced toward Lin Feng, Lin Feng still seemed completely dazed.

Although his back was turned to Lin Feng, he could guess that Lin Feng definitely could not see him right now.

Because Lin Feng was very quiet.

He looked as though he were concentrating wholeheartedly, using his Spiritual Sense to search for Black Yama King's whereabouts.

But just as Black Yama King was closing in on Lin Feng, he saw Lin Feng suddenly move.

The butcher knife in his hand locked onto his aura!

In an instant, he felt a terrifying Blade Aura, like a sharp blade pressed against his neck.

It was an instinct.

If that blade came down, he might be severely wounded—or die on the spot!

The terrifying instinct of a Mid True Immortal cultivator!

Lin Feng was not as simple as he appeared!

He finally realized that Lin Feng was not merely physically powerful; his cultivation in the arts was terrifying as well!

"Not good! I can't keep advancing! If I don't abandon this attack, I might be killed!

No!"

Alarm bells blared in Black Yama King's heart, and he did not dare continue forward.

His body twisted violently, shooting in another direction.

Yet he clearly felt Lin Feng's aura turning along with him. As he spun and moved, he fixed his eyes on the flickering Blade Aura atop Lin Feng's butcher knife.

A terrifying attack was held in reserve, ready to deliver a fatal blow the moment he pounced forward!

Either severely wounding him, or executing him outright!

Black Yama King felt this strange sensation weighing heavily on his heart, and it felt very bad.

Then his body flashed again as he continuously retreated in one direction.

His body slammed