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Bang! Bang! Two shots of crimson gold glass struck Ying Wuchang's groin, but they seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier and did not cause him any harm.

Lin Feng's sneak attack was not very harmful, but it was extremely humiliating.

Ying Wuchang glanced down, his eyes revealing a mixture of anger and disdain. "An ant trying to shake a tree!"

"You little bastard, just wait and see how I deal with you later."

Senior Sister Yue'e ran over and grabbed Lin Feng, "Junior Brother, it's no use, you should come with me."

Ying Wuchang is a top-tier master of the older generation; you cannot break through his protective aura.

Junior brother, if you run now, you still have a chance to escape.

Your senior sister will cover your retreat and distract Ying Wuchang; you might have a chance to escape.

Didn't Master tell you not to come? Why did you still come?

The master didn't want you to come because he was afraid you would encounter a dangerous situation like today.

Although your master rarely says anything to show concern for you.

But I can tell that Master values ​​you highly and has already regarded you as his successor.

"Your master absolutely does not want you to die here. You must leave now."

After his senior sister said that, Lin Feng was even less willing to leave.

A man's feelings don't need many words; they're all expressed through his actions.

The relationship between Lin Feng and Mr. Hong can be described as that of father and son.

Lin Feng looked up at Mr. Hong.

Mr. Hong also happened to be looking at Lin Feng.

Mr. Hong shook his head at Lin Feng.

He was bleeding more and more from his mouth; he certainly wouldn't last much longer.

Besides, Lin Feng didn't want Mr. Hong and Yue'e to stand in front of him while he went to escape.

With a whoosh, Lin Feng fired two more crimson-gold glazed bullets, still targeting Ying Wuchang's lower abdomen.

Ying Wuchang frowned. "Damn it, this little beast is like a toad. It's annoying even though it doesn't bite."

With a whoosh, Lin Feng continued to fire the Crimson Gold Glaze. "The Crimson Gold Glaze is so powerful, I refuse to believe it won't have any effect."

At least it can deplete this person's true energy.

Yue'e pulled Lin Feng back, tears welling in her eyes, and said, "Junior brother, don't try. Your cultivation level is too low; you can't help."

Listen to your senior sister, let's go quickly.

There was also a hint of envy in Yue'e's tears.

She envied Lin Feng for being more favored than herself as soon as he joined the sect.

I take care of my master every day, but my master has never thought of me in this way.

I don't blame my master for being biased; I only blame my own poor aptitude.

Seeing his senior sister like this, Lin Feng did indeed consider leaving.

However, he quickly dismissed the thought; if he left today, he would never be able to get over it in his heart.

*Pfft!* Mr. Hong above coughed up a mouthful of blood and shouted, "Xiao Feng, run!"

When Yue'e heard this, she was shocked. Her master was too biased. He didn't say "Hurry up" or "You all hurry up", but instead said "Xiao Feng, hurry up".

Having spent a lot of time with Mr. Hong, they had developed a tacit understanding. As soon as Mr. Hong said that, she understood that he wanted her to hold the line and give her junior brother a chance to survive.

Yue'e went to pull Lin Feng again.

Lin Feng abruptly flung his senior sister Yue'e's hand away and shouted, "I'm not leaving! Even if I leave physically today, my heart will die here!"

If death is inevitable today, Lin Feng, though unworthy, is willing to die alongside his master and senior sister!

"Junior brother, you..." Yue'e was deeply moved, she knew she hadn't spoiled this junior brother for nothing.

While Mr. Hong was heartbroken, he also felt a sense of comfort, for two of his beloved students were willing to die with him at the moment of his death, which was truly a great blessing in life.

It's a pity for the children.

Looking at Mr. Hong and his two disciples, Ying Wuchang felt a pang of jealousy.

Because his disciples were all wicked, they would learn the skills and then run away. They were lucky if they didn't cause him trouble, and there was no way they would accompany him to his death.

"Haha, what a touching master-disciple relationship! Don't be in such a hurry."

I'll see your master off first, and then it will be your turn.

"Ah!" Lin Feng roared, expressing his resentment.

Lin Feng felt as if something had exploded in his mind.

Indeed, only in the face of life and death can one break free from shackles, awaken the heart of a beast, unleash one's animalistic nature, and release the primal power hidden within the body.

Lin Feng's hand speed suddenly increased.

He kept shooting out crimson gold glass beads from both hands. The steel balls he shot out almost formed two lines, and it was estimated that he threw at least a dozen per second.

Swish swish, swish swish.

Bang bang bang bang bang.

"Ahhh!" Lin Feng shouted as he frantically fired Crimson Gold Glaze.

This scene left Mr. Hong, Yue'e, and Ying Wuchang all stunned.

Ying Wuchang was shocked. What kind of hand speed was that?!

The speed at which these hidden weapons were launched was incredibly fast, and their destructive power seemed to have doubled as well.

Ying Wuchang had to use a large amount of his true energy to protect his body.

Therefore, the phantom behind Ying Wuchang shrank a bit, and Mr. Hong's sword, Qingtian, advanced more than a meter forward.

Mr. Hong's eyes lit up, as if he saw a glimmer of hope for victory.

Senior Sister Yue'e also sensed that the situation on the field seemed to be about to reverse.

Suddenly, Lin Feng stopped.

Ying Wuchang breathed a sigh of relief. I knew it. Such a fierce attack couldn't last long.

Senior Sister Yue'e was anxious; how could they stop now?

"Junior brother, why did you stop? Keep shooting!"

Lin Feng used up all the steel balls he had on him.

Lin Feng immediately looked around and found a large rock. He smashed it with his palm. "Senior sister, I've used up all the hidden weapons I had. Quickly find me some stones, the more the better."

Lin Feng grabbed the pebbles and continued to shoot them at Ying Wuchang.

Senior Sister Yue'e searched for stones all over the mountain, and threw them at Lin Feng whenever she found them.

Lin Feng swung his arms in all directions, until they were smoking.

Just as Ying Wuchang breathed a sigh of relief, another fierce attack came.

Bang bang bang, countless pebbles exploded under Ying Wuchang's crotch.

Sweat streamed down Ying Wuchang's forehead; his true energy was being depleted too quickly.

Mr. Hong was in no better shape; the white steam rising from his head was even more intense than before. Just now it was like water boiling to a boil, and now it looked like the lid had been lifted after the pot had boiled.

Although Mr. Hong's mouth was bleeding, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

This scene is a long story, but actually only a few seconds had passed since the two exchanged their ultimate moves.

Mr. Hong's Clear Sky Sword Qi grew longer and longer, almost touching Ying Wuchang's palm.

A cracking sound, like an eggshell breaking, came from Ying Wuchang's body.

Ying Wuchang's expression changed drastically. His protective aura had been broken, even while he was continuously channeling his true energy.

How is this possible? What kind of hidden weapon martial art is this?

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something. Could this be the long-lost secret technique of hidden weapons in the martial arts world: Crimson Gold Glaze?

With a series of sharp cracks, Ying Wuchang's groin was directly attacked, his face immediately turning a liverish color, and the demonic shadow behind him began to shrink.

"Ah!" Ying Wuchang roared, squeezing his legs together to protect his groin, preparing for a desperate fight.