Guiding the Soul Hall into a Misunderstanding

Thus, he wisely chose to change direction and flee from this place.

After all, he had already suffered considerable injuries when he had joined the siege against Xiao Yan.

The formation's destruction just now had only worsened his injuries.

Even if he stayed behind to help the remaining people, he would most likely still be no match for the enemy.

He might as well retreat while he could and save his own life.

However, Lin Feng, who had been waiting nearby for an opportunity, would hardly let him have his way.

The moment the former turned around, Lin Feng's ghostly figure shot forward amid a sharp tearing sound.

In the blink of an eye, he caught up with the man and arrived in front of him.

However, since Lin Feng did not wish to expose his identity, he did not reveal any of his unique Fighting Skills.

Instead, he relied purely on the strength of his body and threw a fierce punch at the Three-star Dou Zun.

"Soul Fiend Palm!"

Seeing this, the Soul Hall Elder swiftly raised his hand and shouted sharply.

At the same time, dense black mist appeared over his palm in an instant, completely engulfing it.

Immediately afterward, he thrust his palm forward.

As his palm descended, an enormous pitch-black energy palm imprint tore through space and shot rapidly toward Lin Feng.

Everywhere the palm imprint passed, space was shattered into fragments by that terrifying Dou Qi, exposing the black void hidden behind it.

Seeing the power of that Fighting Skill, Lin Feng did not dare to be careless.

He knew that, with his escape route blocked, the other party had begun to fight desperately.

Therefore, a faint layer of golden light quietly appeared over his otherwise ordinary fist.

"Boom!"

The next moment, Lin Feng's fist