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In front of him, Kunlun's soul skills had already been prepared. The fist in his hand expanded by a bit and wrapped in an orange ball of light, surging energy also spread out from within. Looking at Lin Mufeng, his eyes darkened as he smiled.

That's right, this was Kunlun's only skill, the Tough Bull Rash. His body was already thick, and with such momentum, it felt as though it was going to explode at any moment.

Everyone was extremely nervous.

Lin Mufeng's performance caused everyone to tremble. The moment he fell on the ground, he stood up, and like an undefeatable cockroach, he quickly rushed towards Kunlun, not giving him a chance to catch his breath. His body swayed, and his right leg extended out.

"..." "Go to hell!"

Bang!

His internal organs trembled, and the intense pain made him uncontrollably faint. His last glance before fainting, was at Lin Mufeng, when a wave of fear flashed in his eyes, and he once again spurted out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth.

Swift and swift!

The person standing in the campsite was a skinny youth. Although his robe was torn to shreds, his face was frighteningly white, and even though his entire body was covered in blood, it was no longer important. Most importantly, the only person who stood up was him!

Lin Mufeng won!

But the place was not filled with cheers of excitement, it was quiet, dead silent, including Chu Huai and Xiao Qiang both did not react. After that last strike, Lin Mufeng was still able to stand up and give him another kick.

Unbelievable, beyond common sense!

After a long while, the sound of his jaw being dislocated was heard, along with the sound of breathing in cold air and his body trembling. Some people had their mouths wide open and were even able to hold an egg.

The shock that was only brought about by Lin Mufeng!

He believed that from today onwards, Lin Mufeng's image would be turned upside down and his position in the hearts of everyone present would rise sharply. This was because, amongst the youths of the same generation, only he had reached the Orange, and only he had beaten the vice-captain of a family into such a miserable state.

Lin Mufeng's face was expressionless as he looked at the people of Ruojia, then glanced at Chu Huai, and turned to walk back to his tent.

With a light wave of his hand, the Lin Family disciples behind him immediately rushed forward. After losing Kunlun, the people from the Ruojia were like a pile of scattered sand. It was effortless for them to destroy all of them.

After settling the matter, the hearts of the Lin Family's youngsters were unable to calm down for a long time, and their minds unceasingly recalled the scene from just now, a wave of excitement rising in their hearts. For a long time, they had been suppressed by the Ruojia, to the point that they could not take revenge, and could not vent any grievances.

A wave of admiration rose involuntarily. It was obvious from this that Lin Mufeng's ice-cold face was deeply engraved in their hearts.

Our Young Master Lin has changed, and is no longer that cowardly trash who doesn't have a Heavenly Soul! Our Young Master Lin is also a Heavenly Soul Master, a very powerful one!

They were very happy, but they didn't know that the moment Lin Mufeng arrived at a corner with no one around, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

His alabaster knife did not have any additional soul skills, and so this battle was fought with brute force, including the last collision. Thinking about it now, Kunlun's fist, which was glowing with Orange Light, had a lingering fear.

It was a soul skill, and it contained a tremendous amount of energy.

There were three forms to Heavenly Souls: Artiform Heavenly Soul, beast shape heavenly soul, and human-shaped heavenly soul. Their strengths were also divided into red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, cyan, blue, and purple, and then when Heavenly Soul Master cultivated to a bottleneck, he could absorb Infantry s and increase his realm.

For example, Xiao Qiang's was the beast shape heavenly soul and Fire Wolf. When her strength reached the peak of the red step, she needed to absorb a beast spirit and level up to the early stage of the Orange.

There were no rankings for Tian Yuan Continent's skills, but the stronger the Heavenly Beast's soul, the stronger the skills that would be derived from it.

One person's soul skills were obtained by absorbing the soul of a supreme Heavenly Beast, while the other was a king level soul skill. The difference between these two soul skills was extremely large. To be precise, the power of the technique is determined by the Infantry and beast spirit that you absorb.

All this information flashed through Lin Mufeng's mind, a look of determination flashed past his eyes, the blood sucking heavenly soul absorbed the Eclipse's beast soul, and also gave me a skill called the Extreme Heaven Swallowing Whip. It was because of this, that I strangely reached the Orange, and the alabaster knife did not absorb any of the Infantry, I don't know …

Lin Mufeng let out a long sigh of relief. After the training, he would go to forest to take a walk. In regards to the Infantry, a hint of anticipation surfaced in his heart.

Inside the tent, Lin Fei was lying on the bed alone. His face was ashen, his arms and body were wrapped in bandages, his face was pale, his eyes were dull as he thought about how Lin Mufeng had lured away the Heavenly Beast and climbed the forbidden grounds' mountain peak by himself four months ago.

"He did it for me …" He felt a stabbing pain in his heart. "But I can't avenge him!"

"Ruojia!" Gritting his teeth, he forced out a word from between his teeth. He clenched his fist tightly, ignoring the injuries on his body, and slammed it on the bed. He hated Mu Feng for saving him while he …

Hate!

He hated it!

Lin Fei attributed all of Lin Mufeng's death onto Ruo Chengfeng, which was why he was able to infiltrate the Ruojia's campsite by himself and kill two of his opponents' middle stage scarlet disciple.

What was even more infuriating was that he had suffered from the Ruojia's direct disciple's heavenly soul attack, the black iron aura from the black iron fan, and a kind of extremely malicious masculine aura. Although he had been injured for two days, half of his body had turned green.

His green lips, green face, and green hands did not have any vitality, making him look quite frightening. Only his pair of eyes exuding a monstrous hatred could tell that he was just like an ordinary person, filled with joy and anger.

With such a desolate heart, Lin Fei did not blame anyone. Captain, the members of the family had treated him well, and they even went to dangerous places for him time and time again, to search for the Primordial Yin Grass s, to dispel the poison mist.

He could only blame himself for being weak.

In these four months, he had gained quite a bit, too. His strength had advanced from the peak of the red step to the peak of the scarlet peak, and he only needed a Infantry to smoothly step into the Orange realm!

He held himself up and wanted to go out and have a look. However, the pain coming from his internal organs caused him to lie down on the bed, and a twisted expression appeared on his face. This kind of feeling really made him want to die, it was a thousand times worse than death.

With a bitter laugh, the sounds of battle continued to ring out. Lin Fei closed his eyes and forced himself to stay still.

After an unknown period of time, the outside world quieted down and waves of cheers rang out.

However, outside of the camp, the sound of cackling footsteps could be heard. The steps were heavy, but the body seemed to float lightly. Lin Fei hid his expression without opening his eyes, and with his face covered, he coldly shouted: "Get out!"

After a long while, there was no reaction. He couldn't help but get angry. "I told you to go out …"

The voice suddenly stopped, Lin Fei's face was expressionless, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing. He was expressionless, his expression sluggish, and his brain short-circuited.

"..." Mu Feng? "

The soft voice was filled with doubt. After rubbing his eyes for a while, Lin Fei could not believe what was happening in front of him.

However, Lin Mufeng's eyes were still in a daze. The dead cyan color all over his body made him feel extremely strange.

Then, he took a careful look at it and asked, "Xuan Iron Qi?"

Lin Fei did not reply, he was still excited.

"Brother Mu Feng, is it really you? You're still alive? " An extremely pleasant surprise lingered in his heart, and Lin Mufeng also chuckled lightly, "… It's me, I'm still alive! "

These simple words caused Lin Fei to fly straight to the sky from the ground. He had dreamt many times and despaired many times, but he had never imagined that this person, who was like a blood brother, would actually appear in front of him.

"Is this true? Are you really still alive?" Lin Fei slapped his own face. It was really painful, and it wasn't a dream. "Brother!"

Looking at Lin Mufeng's fair face, a glint of light spun in his eyes. What he hoped for the most was that Lin Mufeng was still alive.

He was injured and invaded by the Xuan Iron Qi. It was fine, it was fine. As long as his brother was still alive, he was willing to take this wound!

"Be happy …" After forcing out a smile, a certain string in Lin Mufeng's heart trembled. In his previous life, he didn't have a brother, and he had never experienced the feelings of a brother. He had long since treated Lin Fei as his brother.

Looking at the sky, Lin Fei let out a long sigh of relief, stabilising his mind, he took a look at Lin Mufeng, and noticed the torn black robe, and the bloodstains all over his body, and his face turned pale white. He could not help but exclaim in his heart: "You, how did you get injured? Who hit him? "Just now, outside …"

"The commotion outside was caused by me. I suffered some light injuries in a few rounds with Kunlun just now!" Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Lin Mufeng had already explained everything. Like the others, Lin Fei was also stunned on the bed, and blankly murmured: "Karakorum?"

"Ruojia's vice-captain Kunlun, the strength of his Peak Orange Rank. How many rounds did you have with him? "

Lin Mufeng coughed out a mouthful of blood and nodded.