Murderous Intent Under Mian Mountain

A hilltop near Mian Mountain. After finishing his meal at the restaurant, Lin Feng flew over a thousand kilometers in less than a minute, arriving at Mian Mountain in Shanxi Province.

He landed on a hilltop, found a tree canopy to use as a temporary bed, and quietly stayed there for a few days.

Around the third day, after Lin Feng had almost figured out the Japanese soldiers' pooping habits, things finally started to stir.

The Japanese, who had been stockpiling troops there as usual, suddenly became extremely excited, as if they were welcoming someone.

Meanwhile, on another cliff nearby, several men and women in plain robes were squatting, watching the Japanese base in the distance.

Seeing these people arrive, Lin Feng's heart stirred slightly, and his body, which had been sitting still for days, finally moved.

"Is the assassination tonight? Hmm? Someone's already here! No, they're not together."

Lin Feng was about to make his own plans when the Japanese soldiers below suddenly moved.

They all came out of the base, holding rifles and speaking unpleasant language.

Lin Feng could understand them; someone had invaded.

But at this moment, the Hekizan Ninja Head that the Japanese were waiting for also arrived.

He was a skinny old man with white hair that reached his waist, and thin eyebrows that were almost as long as his hair, nearly covering his eyes.

In his squinted eyes, a faint, viper-like killing intent was constantly brewing, sending chills down one's spine.

This was a tricky character.

But that was only for most ordinary cultivators.

"These people look like Zensei."

Lin Feng's feet quietly landed on a leaf, his weight not even causing it to move, like a feather falling onto it.

He watched the Players who had suddenly invaded the Japanese base in the distance.

These Irascibles used a variety of methods and didn't seem to be from the same sect.

Plus, their excited expressions didn't give off the feeling of going to their deaths.

It was more like they were here to have fun.

Clearly, these people were probably from Zensei.

"The Tang Clan hasn't moved. Then these Zensei people are probably just here to harass them. The real show should be tonight."

Lin Feng glanced at the Tang Clan experts on the cliff a few kilometers away. They were all observing the situation from the cliff, not making any moves.

It seemed that the real show hadn't started yet.

Lin Feng patiently waited again, and time quickly passed to night, midnight.

From the Zensei assassination of the Japanese soldiers during the day until now, Zensei had been coming to invade every so often.

The Japanese had suffered greatly, not having a moment of peace from day to night.

Woo!!!

In the dark night, a bright red light rose from the ground like a shooting star, then fell again.

The Japanese, who were taking a short break, were awakened again. They repeated a monotonous phrase and came out of their tents, holding their guns and guarding their surroundings vigilantly.

"Has it started? I'll go join the fun."

Lin Feng's lips curled into a smile, and his body disappeared with a whoosh.

Hearing the alarm, the Ninja Head walked out of the camp tent surrounded by a group of Ninja, coldly scanning the surroundings. He hadn't made a move or left the camp tent during the day's attacks.

But this time, the Ninja Head, for some reason, actually came out.

The Ninja Head coldly looked around, then suddenly rattled off a bunch of gibberish.

One of the people next to him bowed and said "Hai!" before quickly walking away.

Whoosh!!!

Lin Feng's figure suddenly appeared in front of the Ninja Head, without warning, startling the Ninja Head and the other Ninja into immediate alert.

"Who are you?"

The Ninja Head was very calm. Looking at Lin Feng's Taoist attire, he assumed he was another Chinese Taoist who had come to assassinate him.

Because he had killed a few before, and was very familiar with this kind of clothing.

It was just that Lin Feng's style was a bit dark; he hadn't seen this color scheme before.

"Our Ninja Head asks you..."

"Here to kill you~"

Lin Feng said quietly, and before the person next to the Ninja Head could translate, the horsetail whisk in his hand slowly fell from his chest.

The white strands on the horsetail whisk drooped down due to gravity, but they strangely seemed to come alive, gathering together and gradually forming a sharp sword.

The handle of the horsetail whisk slowly shrunk, turning into the shape of a sword hilt.

After a few breaths, a sharp longsword appeared in his palm.

"Let's play a little game~"

Lin Feng raised the sharp sword in his hand, the pendant on his wrist jingling. The crimson little sword pendant suddenly spewed out a scorching flame, rushing towards the Hekizan Ninja Head.

The translator beside the Ninja Head didn't even have time to translate Lin Feng's words before the flame blocked his mouth.

The raging flames surged towards the Ninja Head, transforming into a ball of fire just before it reached him, and then suddenly exploded.

The bursting flames illuminated the sky, and the Tang Clan members and Ninja fighting elsewhere all saw what was happening here.

The explosion, easily ten meters high, clearly indicated that something was wrong.

At the same time, both the Ninja and the Tang Clan members shared the same question.

Could something have gone wrong?!

Meanwhile, Tang Jiaren, the Great Master of the Tang Clan, who had been lurking nearby, silently observing, continued to hide himself. Although he was curious about how Lin Feng had appeared, he couldn't help but be surprised by the powerful flame he had just witnessed.

With that kind of strength, I might not even need to take action.

Could this fire-wielding guy be one of those explosive barrels from the Huode Sect?

But his Taoist robes make him look like he's from one of the Taoist sects, and that face... I think I've seen it somewhere before...

Tang Jiaren thought to himself, moving a few steps and changing his position.

Regardless of where this Taoist came from, he still needed to be prepared.

He quietly approached the Ninja Head, ready to use Dan Shi to eliminate the old bastard if the opportunity arose.

"You should watch from further away. Don't get so close; you're ruining my fun."

Lin Feng suddenly turned his head towards Tang Jiaren's direction, his gaze fixed directly on the hidden Tang Jiaren.

For some reason, Tang Jiaren felt a trace of fear when he saw those eyes.

He didn't reply but silently took a few steps back, all the while observing Lin Feng's eyes.

Sure enough, no matter where he went, Lin Feng's eyes followed him.

Tang Jiaren revealed himself in shock. He hadn't expected to be exposed so easily, especially by a native extraordinary he had never met before.

"Esteemed one, we share the same goal. Why not join forces to kill that Ninja Head?"

Tang Jiaren stood there for a moment, considering his options, and then cupped his fist in salute.

"No need. I'm not like you guys; I'm just playing with him."

Lin Feng revealed a strange smile, which, combined with his Taoist robes, created an odd and unsettling feeling.

Tang Jiaren pursed his lips, unable to speak. He could only watch as the Ninja Head, who had been blown away, and the other Ninja rushed forward, launching an all-out attack on Lin Feng.