That afternoon, it began to drizzle.
An uninvited guest came to the Scorpion Gate's stronghold.
It was a handsome young man with a pair of black and white swords at his waist and a paper umbrella in his hand.
He held the umbrella with one hand and placed the other behind his back. He looked ahead calmly.
"This is the Poison Scorpion Gate, right?"
A few disciples of the Scorpion Sect heard his voice and raised their heads. They looked at him fiercely and said,""If you know, then get lost."
The young man turned a deaf ear and walked into the stronghold.
"Good fellow, you're here to stir up trouble."
One of them spat and walked toward the young man holding the umbrella with a big knife in his hand.
"Daring to come to my Poison Scorpion Sect and behave atrociously, you really are tired of living. Brothers, let's attack together and teach this little brat a lesson.”
The few people beside him also picked up their weapons and walked towards the young man with ferocious smiles on their faces.
The burly man with the knife was the fastest to rush in front of the young man holding the umbrella. He slashed the knife in both hands at the young man. His scarred face smiled sinisterly, as if he could see the corpse being separated in the next second, making one's blood boil.
But the next second, the sinister smile on his face froze.
Because he realized.
His saber was three feet away from that person, and he could not land it no matter what!
The burly man with the knife suddenly felt the ground under his feet tremble. Then, the young man with the umbrella disappeared from his sight.
The sound of a sword being drawn could be heard in the rain.
If one were to look down from above, when the sound of the sword was heard, a black line was like an illusion and lightning. It instantly passed through the road, and a black sword light slashed across the necks of the dozens of disciples of the Poisonous Scorpion Sect like a stream of water.
When the figure of the young man with the umbrella appeared behind the last person, the shadows behind him merged together.
He sheathed his sword.
The sound of the black sword being sheathed sounded.
Pa!
The dozen or so members of the Scorpion Sect all fell to the ground, blood gushing out of their necks. Their eyes were filled with confusion.
When Lin Feng arrived at the main hall of the Poison Scorpion Sect's stronghold.
The black sword in his hand was already stained with the blood of more than fifty people.
The blood slid down the black blade and merged into the rainwater on the ground.
Inside the main hall of the Scorpion Sect's stronghold, the Scorpion Sect's boss, Scorpion, brought more than 30 subordinates with him. They held their weapons and waited in formation.
When they saw the young man holding the umbrella and the black sword walk through the door and enter their line of sight.
Everyone's heart tightened, and the veins on their hands that were holding their weapons bulged. Their hearts were filled with fear.
They had never seen such a person who could kill as easily as cutting grass…
Poison Scorpion stared at the uninvited guest angrily and shouted,""Did that old bastard Tang Qi invite you here? You dare to touch my people, do you know that behind me is…"
Lin Feng didn't have the intention to waste his breath on someone who was destined to die. Without waiting for him to finish speaking, a thought flashed through his mind.
Heaven and earth lost their color.
The entire stronghold instantly turned into a colorless space. Everything in the space slowed down as if it was still.
Poison Scorpion and his subordinates watched in horror.
Lin Feng raised the black sword in his hand.
Killing people was like cutting grass.
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