Qian Weiguo's pupils contracted violently.
He looked at Lin Feng walking slowly among the rubble, and the last string in his mind finally broke.
He prepared three levels of killing rounds, each level is enough to kill a Martial Saint.
The result was all in vain.
"No!"
Qian Weiguo shook his head mechanically, his hands still firmly pressed on the formation Core Node.
The formation is still functioning.
The buzzing sound filled the entire cave, and the pressure of mental blockade still enveloped the space.
But so what?
This young man just used pure physical skills to kill six Martial Saint.
Like pinching an ant.
Lin Feng's footsteps are getting closer and closer.
Every sound exploded on Qian Weiguo's eardrums.
"Don't, don't come here!"
Qian Weiguo finally let go of the formation node and stood up suddenly.
He is the Deputy Minister of Intelligence and has been making waves in the military region for most of his life. He has never seen any big storms.
But at this moment, he only had one thought left.
run.
You can run wherever you want.
He turned his head and looked at a fork in the left side of the cave, which was the escape route he had taken in advance, leading to the underground river.
He moved.
Qi and blood exploded in the body, and the whole person turned into an afterimage and flew towards the fork in the road.
Very fast.
After all, he is also Martial Saint, not a soft persimmon.
As he ran away with all his strength, his body almost touched the ground and he was within a blink of an eye of the distance of ten meters.
The fork in the road is right in front of you.
Three meters.
Two meters.
One meter.
Bang!
Qian Weiguo's entire face hit a transparent wall.
The bridge of his nose was broken on the spot.
Blood spurted out from his nostrils and covered his face.
He staggered back two steps, his head buzzing and his eyes filled with stars.
Mental barrier.
His formation really suppressed Lin Feng's mental power.
From the sixth level to the fifth level.
But the mental barrier of a fifth-grade telepathic master is still an impenetrable wall for a Martial Saint.
Qian Weiguo covered his bloody nose, but before he could stand still, a gust of wind blew from behind him.
He turned around sharply.
Lin Feng was standing less than half a meter behind him.
When did you come here?
Qian Weiguo didn't even hear the footsteps.
He instinctively pumped his fist, with energy and blood pouring into his fist, and hit Lin Feng in the face.
Lin Feng didn't hide.
He stretched out a hand and lightly caught the punch.
Fingers together.
"Kakaka--"
Qian Weiguo The bones in the fist were broken one by one, and the sound was extremely clear.
"Ah!"
The screams didn't last even half a second.
Lin Feng's other hand has been pressed on the Tianling cover of Qian Weiguo.
Fold your fingers together and clasp the skull.
Qian Weiguo's energy and blood surged crazily at this moment, trying to break through this external suppression.
But it only resisted for a second and then died.
A wave of Psychic Power directly invaded his meridian system.
All channels for the circulation of qi and blood are blocked in one breath.
Qian Weiguo's eyes widened.
He couldn't regulate his energy and blood.
Nothing can be adjusted.
This feeling is more despairing than having your limbs broken.
The power is still in the body, but it cannot be used.
"Let's go."
Lin Feng's voice is very cold.
He moved his hand from Tianling Gai to the back of Qian Weiguo's neck, tightened his fingers, and lifted the person up like a chicken.
Qian Weiguo's feet were off the ground, and his limbs were struggling and kicking. But without the blessing of Qi and blood, the physical struggle was no different from being tickled in front of Lin Feng.
Lin Feng picked him up, turned around and walked back.
Walking very slowly.
Walk to the edge of the cold pool and throw Qian Weiguo among the six corpses.
With a bang, Qian Weiguo fell to the ground, and the back of his head hit the stone, making a cut.
He struggled to get up, but when he put his hands on the ground, he slipped again.
Six corpses surrounded it.
These are the top dead warriors he spent many years finding from Black Market.
The worth of each one is astronomical.
Now they were all turned into cold corpses, lying swaying beside him.
Qian Weiguo was kneeling in a pool of blood, shaking violently.
He looked up at Lin Feng standing in front of him.
The light of the cold pool reflected on Lin Feng's face, and there was no unnecessary expression on that young face.
Just peace.
It's so calm that it's hair-raising.
"You... you can't kill me!"
Qian Weiguo's voice was hoarse, "I am Northwest Military Region Deputy Minister of Intelligence! If you kill me, it will be treason! Elder Zhou can't even protect you!"
Lin Feng didn't answer the call.
He squatted down.
This action made Qian Weiguo shrink back instinctively, his back pressed against the body of a dead soldier, and he could no longer retreat.
"Say it."
"Who sent you?"
There was a pause.
"Hidden Cultivation Society?"
Three words.
Qian Weiguo's pupils suddenly dilated.
Not because of the fear of being named.
It's because these three words mean that the other party knows everything.
"You..." His lips trembled, "How did you..."
"This formation? Hidden Cultivation Society gave it to you?"
Lin Feng pointed at the Spirit Pattern nodes still glowing slightly under his feet.
"Soul-Suppressing Grand Formation, Specialized Psychic Master. This thing is not in circulation at all on the market."
Qian Weiguo swallowed hard.
He stopped talking.
My mind is racing.
How much does the other party know?
Do you know everything, or are you deceiving him?
He made these things extremely concealed, making it impossible for anyone in the entire military region to detect them.
Unless...
Unless Elder Zhou has been staring at him for a long time.
This thought made Qian Weiguo instantly feel desperate.
"I advise you to think clearly."
Lin Feng stood up and looked down at Qian Weiguo who was kneeling in a pool of blood.
"You have two paths now."
"The first one is that you explain all the layout, all the hidden lines, and all the contact information of Hidden Cultivation Society in Northwest Military Region without saying a single word. Elder Zhou, I can help you get a 'meritorious service' for your crime."
"Article 2..."
Lin Feng raised his hand and pointed at the six corpses around him.
No further explanation is needed.
Qian Weiguo looked at the scattered corpses and swallowed violently.
"You... you have no right to interrogate me..."
"Who said I was interrogating you?"
Lin Feng took out the encrypted communicator from Storage Ring and waved it in front of Qian Weiguo.
"I have sent a signal to Elder Zhou, Griffin Special Forces is on the way."
"When they arrive, you won't be facing me alone."
"It's Military Tribunal."
Qian Weiguo's body visibly froze.
Griffin.
That ace special forces unit directly under the commander-in-chief of the military region.
If Elder Zhou moves "Griffin", it means that this matter has risen to the highest level of military purge.
It's not private.
It's a public trial.
It's about uprooting the entire tree behind him.
The air was quiet for a long time.
There was only the sound of surging water in the cold pool.
Qian Weiguo knelt on the ground and slowly lowered his head.
He is thinking.
I think about the promise of Hidden Cultivation Society, the dark web that I have been running for more than ten years, and the nails that are still buried in every corner of the military zone.
If he opens his mouth, it's all over.
If he doesn't speak...
He glanced at Lin Feng's hand.
Those hands just crushed a Spirit Burst Bomb with their bare hands.
"I said."
The sound is very small.
"Louder."
"I tell you!" Qian Weiguo suddenly raised his head, his eyes red, "I tell you everything! But you have to make sure that I live to see Military Tribunal! I want to live!"
Lin Feng looked at him for a while.
"That depends on whether what you are talking about is worth the price."
Qian Weiguo licked his chapped lips, his voice trembling.
"Hidden Cultivation Society I'm not the only one in Northwest Military Region."
"Who else?"
Qian Weiguo opened his mouth.
Poof.
Before he could say anything, a spear flew from the deep darkness and accurately penetrated his temple.
The blood mist exploded.
Qian Weiguo's body was lying in a pool of blood, with his eyes still staring and his mouth still open.
dead.
Lin Feng's pupils tightened, and his body had already reacted first.
Deep in the cave, a figure walked out of the darkness.