Peerless Martial God

Chapter 104: Bloodline Martial Spirit

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Lin Feng looked at Mengqing in surprise, not expecting her to speak.

Mr. Wang was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "You and he are already together, so why bother spitting blood? You are strong and can kill whenever you want. Why do you need to find so many excuses?"

"Do you really want to die?" Lin Feng was calm at first, but he was still very angry at this shameless person.

"Humph, you slandered the old man so much, what else can I do besides beg for death?" Mr. Wang snorted coldly.

"Don't worry, even if we want you to die, we will have enough reasons."

Mengqing said again: "Lin Feng, if you search his body, you will definitely find something special. There is a strange gas inside that has a very strong diffusion ability. If someone pays attention, they can feel it even from a long distance away." get."

"Huh?" Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at Mengqing, and then his eyes fell on Mr. Wang. If it is true as Mengqing said, then it is obvious that Mr. Wang passed the news through this method. .

Mr. Wang's expression changed slightly, insignificantly.

"Haha, then I really want to search." Lin Feng stared at Mr. Wang and sneered.

"You are talking nonsense. If you want to kill me, kill me. Why humiliate me like this? Although my old man is not strong enough, he will not be insulted even if he dies." Wang Lao said righteously.

"You don't need to use this method, it will only make people more disgusted. If Lin Feng can't find him, I will die." Mengqing's voice was extremely calm, but this calmness was full of strong confidence.

Lin Feng looked at Wen Qing and smiled slightly: "If we can't find him, I will pay you with my life, is that enough?"

After saying that, Lin Feng trembled slightly, came to Mr. Wang's side, and directly held Mr. Wang's body, without allowing Mr. Wang to think about it at all.

His hand slid over Mr. Wang's body. After a moment, a small black bag appeared in Lin Feng's hand. He unwrapped it and a tiny closed bottle appeared in Lin Feng's hand.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Looking at Mr. Wang who was trembling, Lin Feng showed a hint of joking on his face.

Duan Feng and Jingyun also froze their eyes, staring closely at Mr. Wang. They needed an explanation.

"Young Master, I have been following the old master since I was young. Later, I followed your father. Until now, I have followed you and watched you grow up. Has the young master ever kept this affection in his heart?"

Mr. Wang looked at Duan Feng and said emotionally.

"Of course I remember, but... why."

Duan Feng's body twitched. He actually hoped that Mr. Wang could deny it and find a reason to explain, but unfortunately, Mr. Wang did not.

"Since the young master remembers it, I won't say anything more. Young master, if you want me to live, I will live. If you want me to die, I will die."

Duan Feng's heart was shaken once again when he saw Mr. Wang's words.

But the chill in Lin Feng's body was getting colder and colder. How shameless he must be to be so upright at such a time.

"Mengqing and I risked our lives to search your body, and you want to erase all of this with a few lyrical words?" Lin Feng said lightly, making Mr. Wang's heart tremble slightly.

"Young Master Lin Feng, this matter has nothing to do with you. Why should you do this?" Mr. Wang's tone became much softer.

"It's irrelevant?" Lin Feng drew out his long sword, making Mr. Wang feel cold all over.

"Didn't you speak righteously just now and say you want to die? Now, the evidence is conclusive, why didn't you mention death at all? Who do you think we are? Are we allowed to be played by you?"

Mr. Wang seemed to feel the killing intent in Lin Feng, and his body trembled slightly.

"Young Master." Wang Laojiang placed his hope on Duan Feng.

"No need to beg him. Even if Duan Feng opens his mouth to let you go, I will kill you and let you go. How will these young lives pass away one by one? How will they rest in peace? Who will pay for their lives."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he swung his long sword, and a wisp of blood flew in the air. How could he not kill such a cruel, treacherous and shameless person.

"Huh..."

Duan Feng exhaled a long breath, a look of pain flashed in his eyes, turned around, Duan Feng said to Lin Feng: "Brother Lin Feng, I'm sorry."

"It's nothing, you were just misled by him." Lin Feng didn't mean to blame Duan Feng. He was still young, only fourteen or fifteen years old. Mr. Wang was the person closest to him, and Duan Feng believed that he was normal.

"Thank you, Brother Lin, please don't refuse to go with us this time."

Duan Feng seemed to have quickly forgotten the unhappiness and smiled at Lin Feng, but there was still a hint of sadness in his smile.

The group of people set out for the Imperial City, and in a blink of an eye, only he and Sister Jingyun were left. For the first time they went out, they deeply felt the cruelty of the outside world.

What made him even more sad was that those who killed them were members of the army and the guardians of Xueyue Kingdom.

"Yes." Lin Feng nodded slightly and said to Duan Feng: "But, do you still want to move on now?"

"Since we have already come out, why bother to escape." A bitter taste flashed in Duan Feng's eyes, and his expression suddenly changed, as if he had thought of something, and said: "Brother Lin Feng, you should not come with us anymore."

"There should be more than one way to the imperial city. Without the traitor, we only need to find another way. Why bother so much."

Lin Feng knew what Duan Feng was thinking and shook his head.

"Well, I've seen the map and know that there are several roads to the Imperial City. Let me drive."

Jingyun took Lin Feng's words, and Duan Feng pondered for a moment, then nodded and said: "Sister Jingyun, thank you for your hard work."

The four of them walked towards the carriage together, with Jingyun driving and Lin Feng sitting in the car.

"Duan Feng, I want to ask you something." Lin Feng had always had doubts in his heart and said to Duan Feng.

"Brother Lin Feng, just say it."

"When Mr. Wang slandered me, he mentioned the Sirius King and slandered me as being assigned by the Sirius King. Could it be that the assassination of you was related to the Sirius King?"

Duan Feng smiled bitterly when he heard Lin Feng's question. If it were before, even he couldn't believe that he would be linked to someone with the status of the Sirius King.

"If it's not convenient to say it, then forget it." Lin Feng added.

"Brother Lin saved my life, so what's the inconvenience?" Duan Feng shook his head slightly and said, "It's just that it's a bit complicated to talk about, and we have to start with my family affairs."

"My surname is Duan. Brother Lin, you already know this. However, Brother Lin Feng may not know that my surname is Duan and the surname of the current royal family is Duan. In other words, I share the same ancestry with the royal family."

"However, because my ancestor made mistakes and was demoted to the remote Yunyang Town, my lineage has gradually declined. In my hands, it is almost no different from ordinary people."

Duan Feng spoke slowly, as if he was narrating a story, and Lin Feng listened quietly, slightly surprised. He didn't expect that Duan Feng was from the same clan as the royal family.

"Brother Lin Feng, do you know why the Duan family was able to become the royal family, Xue Yue Supreme?"

"If you are strong, you will naturally become the Supreme." Lin Feng replied.

"However, Xueyue Kingdom has been here for who knows how many years, and the royal family still has the surname Duan. Why has the Duan family been able to prosper for so long?"

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. He really hadn't thought about this issue. Zong families will have their ups and downs and cannot be strong forever. However, the Duan Shi family has always occupied the position of emperor. It can only be said that their strength has always been Xue Yue is the strongest and has never been surpassed.

"Martial spirit!" Lin Feng suddenly thought of a possibility and whispered. The martial spirit has a certain genetic probability. If the ancestor has a powerful martial spirit, it is possible to inherit it.

"That's right, it's a martial spirit. To be more precise, it's a bloodline martial spirit." Duan Feng nodded and replied.

"Bloodline Martial Spirit? I have never heard of it." Lin Feng was confused. He really had never heard of Bloodline Martial Spirit.

"Brother Lin, bloodline martial soul owners are extremely rare, even in the entire Tianlong Domain. Bloodline martial soul owners in Xueyue Kingdom are even rarer. It's normal that you haven't heard of them." Duan Feng He explained that the Tianlong Territory is vast and has countless powerful countries. Xueyue Country is just one of the countries in the Tianlong Territory.

Duan Feng said that bloodline martial spirit owners are rare even in the entire Tianlong Domain, which shows how rare this kind of martial spirit is.

"It is said that a martial artist who has reached a certain level of cultivation can reach the heavens and the earth, and his blood can form his own bloodline. With the power of bloodline, his talent and martial spirit can be passed down through this bloodline, and his descendants, regardless of No matter how many generations apart, one can obtain the power of this bloodline and inherit his talents and martial arts. However, the power of the bloodline inherited by some people is thin, and the talent inherited by some people is weak, while the bloodline inherited by some people is weak. The stronger the power, the more terrifying the talent. Moreover, the inheritance of this bloodline has no rules at all. Maybe his son only inherited a small amount of the power of the bloodline, and maybe his descendants hundreds of generations later inherited more of his bloodline. ”

"Blood calls itself bloodline, and it can be inherited. It's such a terrifying strength."

Lin Feng murmured.

"It's indeed terrifying. The path of martial arts is too vast and boundless. I don't know what kind of cultivation the rumored strong man who can form the power of blood has."

Duan Feng smiled bitterly. His strength was still too weak. In front of such people, he was a complete ant.

"Brother Lin, after I have said so much, you must have guessed that among the royal family of Xueyue Kingdom and the ancestors of the Duan family, there are people who have reached this level of cultivation. Their blood has formed its own bloodline, passing down talents and martial arts for the benefit of others. Descendants of the Duan family.”