After Defying the Villain's Fate for Nine Lifetimes, the Heroines Turn Mad!-Chapter 270

Thousands of cultivators battle the Son of Destiny, an the fight is about to break out.

Lin Feng is exhausted from dealing with them; although his cultivation and combat power are stronger, his internal spiritual energy is limited.

Soon, the battle turned into thousands of cultivators ganging up on the Son of Destiny.

Although the cultivators were mad, they still retained some rationality.

They knew the Son of Destiny was not easy to kill, so they adopted a tactic of frontal distraction and sneak attacks from behind.

Thanks to the《Ancient Turtle Breathing Technique》, the sneak attack tactic was very effective.

Often, Lin Feng would be stabbed with various spiritual weapons, grimacing in pain, bleeding profusely before he even realized someone was approaching from behind.

He would be punched until he was dizzy and nearly fainted several times.

In just a moment, Lin Feng was beaten beyond recognition.

His face was swollen and bruised. The exposed skin was covered with wounds caused by various spiritual weapons, a sight full of injuries.

After repelling another cultivator attacking him again, Lin Feng gasped for air, furious. “If you have the guts, come at me one by one!” he shouted.

“If you have the guts, fight honorably and I’ll chop you!” a cultivator retorted.

“…”

Lin Feng was left speechless.

“Why are you trying to reason with a bunch of madmen? Run for it!” Old Man Tianji shouted.

Lin Feng thought about it and agreed.

He is the Son of Destiny, why should he play with a bunch of madmen?

There were too many madmen to kill!

He couldn’t kill them all, and he was indeed surrounded at the moment, but he could run away!

The problem was…

“I want to run too! But I’m surrounded now, and if I try to fly away, I’ll be pulled down before I can get away!” Lin Feng cried out in his heart.

“First, unleash a powerful move to push these people back,” Old Man Tianji suggested.

“Alright!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Feng held his breath and concentrated, a red light surging in his eyes.

He was very clear that to repel so many cultivators at once was extremely difficult.

Only by using the new move he had recently mastered did he have a chance of success!

Soon, his aura surged, and he looked ready to kill.

Just as he was about to raise his black saber and swing it down, a strange scene occurred.

Before he could make a move, the cultivators surrounding him simultaneously retreated a hundred steps.

They started to guard from a distance!

“???”

Lin Feng was dumbfounded.

These madmen were too cautious, weren’t they? He hadn’t even made a move yet, and they all ran away!

However, this was also good, as it at least achieved the goal of ‘repelling’ them.

After taking a deep breath, Lin Feng was about to release a saber qi and then escape on it.

Read 𝓁at𝙚st chapters at ƒrēenovelkiss.com Only.

But who knew that just as he raised his hand, the group of cultivators ran back again.

In just a moment, they had surrounded him again.

“…”

Lin Feng was speechless.

With no choice, he prepared to release his First Form of powerful move again.

Just as he raised his hand, the group of mad cultivators ran away again in perfect unison.

As soon as he lowered his hand, the cultivators ran back.

This cycle repeated over and over.

“What are you doing?! If you want to fight, then fight. If you want to run, then run! Don’t keep running back and forth!” Overwhelmed with frustration, Lin Feng was on the verge of tears. 𝙧аɴȰ₿ЕŞ

He had a feeling that these madmen in front of him seemed to be extremely familiar with his moves and actions.

As soon as he made a move, they knew what he was planning to do.

In response, he was met with the strange laughter of the mad cultivators.

“At this point, you have to make a tough decision! Throw out the seventh-grade spiritual fire to make them fight over it, then take the chance to escape,” Old Man Tianji suggested.

“What?!”

Lin Feng jumped in shock.

Throw away the seventh-grade spiritual fire that he had finally obtained?

Was this a joke?

Moreover, his own sixth-grade spiritual fire had been stolen by someone else because he wants to refine the seventh-grade spiritual fire.

If he gave up the seventh-grade spiritual fire now, then he would have no spiritual fire to use!

“Choose between your spiritual fire or your life! I warn you, don’t try to gamble with fate! This is the Mysterious Ice Realm, and there is a suppression of natural formations here. Even if someone comes to help you, their cultivation will be suppressed. The risk is too great!” Old Man Tianji said.

Lin Feng felt that these words made sense, but he really couldn’t bear to part with it.

This was an opportunity he had finally seized right under Jiang Chen’s nose!

“Look at you so pathetic!” Old Man Tianji was anxious.

“You can get spiritual fire again, but you only have one life! Can’t you even tell which is more important?”

“…”

Lin Feng was left speechless by the retort.

Seeing the group of mad cultivators about to make a move again, he gritted his teeth, took out the green bottle containing the spiritual fire, and then smashed it heavily on the ice.

With a “bang,” the green bottle shattered, and the spiritual fire inside burst out, hanging in the air and emitting a heat that was sometimes scorching hot and sometimes icy cold.

As Old Man Tianji had said, the mad cultivators indeed froze in place after seeing the floating spiritual fire.

“Run now!”

Old Man Tianji shouted.

Hearing this, Lin Feng didn’t hesitate and immediately released a saber qi, and then quickly fled on it.

By the time the cultivators came to their senses, he had already fled far away.

“Haha!”

The relief of surviving the ordeal made Lin Feng laugh out loud.

He looked back at those madmen who were still standing in place, taunting and swaggering, “A bunch of idiots! Come and fly after me!”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Lin Feng felt something was amiss.

Although the group of madmen wasn’t chasing him, they had taken out numerous round and long cylindrical objects from their spirit rings.

Lin Feng took a clear look and was instantly shocked.

Those cylindrical objects were all spirit cannons!

“F*ck!” Lin Feng blurted out.

“Boom——!”

The next second, the sound of the spirit cannons shook the heavens.

Various elemental cannonballs exploded around Lin Feng.

In mid-air, Lin Feng contorted into all sorts of bizarre poses, trying to dodge them.

It was somewhat effective, but not by much…

He eventually got hit, and the impact of the spirit cannons caused Lin Feng’s saber qi beneath his feet to dissipate.

He took a direct hit from a cannonball, plummeting from the sky and eventually crashing onto the icy surface with his legs up in the air.

The swarm of mad cultivators rushed over.

Llooking at the Son of Destiny, who had turned from a golden figure into a charred one, and they all burst into laughter: “Haha, to lent us these spirit cannons in advance… the city lord is truly wise.”

“These spirit cannons are high-grade ones used by Cold Realm City to fend off external enemies and guard against beasts. Their power is indeed formidable!”

“Lin Feng, why don’t you keep running? Why are you lying down?”

“Hmph, we knew you would end up like this, so we came fully prepared!”

“What now? Should we just kill the Son of Destiny directly?”

“The Son of Destiny is not easy to kill. Let’s tie him up and poke a few holes in him every day to drain his luck!”

“Good idea, this is the Mysterious Ice Realm. I’d like to see who could save this Son of Destiny when his cultivation is suppressed!”

“We’ve got this! The plan is solid as a rock!”

“…”

Hearing this conversation, Lin Feng’s body twitched, and he wanted to jump up and curse.

In his heart, he called out to Old Man Tianji, asking him to think of a way.

“…”

Perhaps seeing that he was about to be abused again, Old Man Tianji habitually played dead.

At this moment, Lin Feng was in utter despair.

He didn’t understand and roared with all his might, “Why don’t you go for the seventh-grade spirit fire instead of messing with me?”

“The seventh-grade spirit fire is right there, it’s not going anywhere!” a cultivator immediately replied.

“With so many of you, how will you decide who gets it?” Lin Feng tried to sow discord.

“If it means I get to poke a few more holes in you, I’m willing to give up that seventh-grade spirit fire,” another cultivator said.

“…” Lin Feng was completely speechless.

At this moment, he just wanted to ask.

Is it really necessary to go this far?

What kind of grudge grievance is this?!