Chapter 645: Instant Kill

The stern-faced middle-aged man remained silent. He glanced at the tall, thin man, then at the round-faced man, and then at the other three.

Although the three didn't speak, their eyes all conveyed the same meaning: they wanted to make a move.

He slowly exhaled: "Alright, we'll make our move when he returns. Six of us will surround him and finish this quickly."

A sinister grin spread across the tall, thin man's face as he squatted back down on the tree branch, catching his breath: "It should have been done a long time ago."

The others also chose their own ambush positions, blocking the route Lin Feng would inevitably take on his return.

Half an hour later, the portal surged °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° again, and a familiar figure emerged from the purple light curtain.

"Let's do it!"

At a command, six figures simultaneously leaped from the treetops.

With the Blood Shadow Step activated, six dark red afterimages stretched long arcs through the forest, converging on Lin Feng from three directions.

The tall, thin man charged ahead, his blood-red blade drawn, its edge gleaming with a dark crimson aura. He growled, "Level 35 dares to come back and forth several times? Today, your Grandpa Wang will teach you a lesson..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Lin Feng stopped the moment the six men suddenly attacked.

He turned around and glanced expressionlessly at the six figures rushing towards him from all directions.

The Wildfire Spear was drawn from behind, its dark golden tip gleaming with a blinding light amidst the blood mist.

He glanced down at the Wildfire Spear in his hand; it was of dark quality. He had brought it with him because he thought this would be a one-sided victory.

He raised his head and sensed the six approaching auras. Without making any unnecessary movements, he simply raised his gun and pointed it in six different directions.

Seventy-two blazing spear beams burst forth simultaneously from the spear tip.

Each spear beam contained terrifying fiery power, moving at incredible speed, leaving seventy-two blazing trails of light in the air, crashing down on the six people like a meteor shower.

"not good!"

The six were shocked; the spear's speed was too fast! Coupled with their carelessness, they couldn't keep up at all.

The tall, thin grandmaster reacted the fastest, holding the blood blade in front of him, and fully activating his innate qi, instantly integrating his entire body's defensive power to reach 330 points.

The first spear strike collided with his blood-red blade, and the explosion sent him staggering back several steps.

He glanced down at the health bar, his pupils shrinking sharply.

-319!

Just one block cost me over 300 health.

Before he could even catch his breath, the second and third shots came one after another.

He desperately swung his knife to parry, blocking two shots with his blood-stained blade. Each shot took away more than 300 health points, and his health bar dropped from full to less than three-quarters.

"We can't stop them!"

He panicked, dodged one shot to the side, and barely avoided three more.

But the remaining five spear beams seemed to have eyes, blocking all his escape routes from different angles.

Five spear beams struck simultaneously.

The tall, thin grandmaster's body trembled violently in the explosion, and a series of terrifying red numbers exploded on his body one after another.

-638.

-638.

...

His health bar was instantly emptied as if it had been snapped in half by an invisible hand.

His body fell forward, his face buried in the soil, and he did not move again.

The round-faced grandmaster wasn't in much better shape! He parried and retreated, repeatedly shouting, "Impossible! This is impossible!"

His innate inner strength was like a paper window in the face of the spear's light.

He tried desperately to dodge, but the speed of the spear's edge was much faster than he had expected!

He dodged three shots, blocked four, and the remaining five all hit.

His body was blasted sideways and crashed into a bloodthorn tree, breaking the trunk and ending his health bar.

"Celestial Realm! It's definitely the Celestial Realm!" Another Grandmaster roared out his last words amidst the explosion, his voice swallowed by the flames, and his entire body turned to ashes in the golden light.

Another person attempted to confuse Lin Feng by creating a clone of a blood bat, transforming into dozens of blood bats that scattered and fled.

But the speed of the Blazing Spear Light was too fast. As soon as he created his clone, the twelve spear lights covered all his escape routes.

His true form was pierced by three spear beams simultaneously, and the Blood Bat clone vanished instantly. His body fell from mid-air, crashed to the ground, and never rose again.

The other two were forced to retreat by the gunfire; one was hit in the chest, and the other had both legs blown off.

The former died on the spot, while the latter rolled on the ground screaming in agony before being silenced by the subsequent bursts of gunfire.

The entire process took less than ten breaths.

As the flames and smoke dissipated, only the stern-faced middle-aged man remained kneeling on the ground at the edge of the dense forest.

His armor was charred black, and his health bar had less than 10% remaining.

He knelt on the ground, his hands braced against the mud, his chest heaving violently.

His hair was disheveled, blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

He looked up at the figure emerging from the firelight.

"Who...who exactly are you..." His voice was hoarse, each word seeming to be forced out of his throat.

Lin Feng did not answer.

With a swift movement of his feet, his Sky-Chasing Boots glowed faintly as 【Meteor Flash】 was activated.

His figure disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already three steps in front of the cold-faced middle-aged man.

The prairie gun was raised, its tip aimed at his chest.

The last thing the stern-faced middle-aged man saw was a golden flash of a gun and the young man's expressionless face.

A spear thrust out.

-1422.

The stern-faced middle-aged man froze, his eyes widened, and the light in his pupils dimmed rapidly.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but only a muffled breath came out of his throat.

Then his body leaned forward, face down in the mud, and he didn't move again.

Six corpses were scattered at the edge of the dense forest, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt flesh and blood.

Lin Feng put away his gun, walked to each corpse, and put the six purple energy crystals that had fallen into his pocket.

He glanced back at the direction the six had rushed out, and after confirming there was no further movement, he turned and sped into the depths of the Bloodthorn Forest.

These masters were too careless; they were fooled by his disguise and thought he was just an ordinary level 35 purple-armored warrior.

When danger struck, there was no time to react; the spear's edge pierced through the health bar.

If they had been on high alert from the start and spread out, they might have been able to hold out a little longer.

Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs".

Lin Feng's figure disappeared into the dark red forest and quickly vanished into the depths of the blood mist.