Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 198: Fighting against the Remnants of the Demon Cult

The black-robed man stood there, motionless, as if waiting for Man Jiawen's attack. When Man Jiawen approached, the black-robed man suddenly moved, his figure flashed like a ghost, avoiding Man Jiawen's attack.

Man Jiawen's attack missed, and he was shocked. He hadn't expected the black-robed man to be so fast that his attack couldn't hit him.

The black-robed man looked at Man Jiawen coldly and said, "You are no match for me. Just surrender."

Man Jiawen looked at the man in black robe angrily and said, "I will not surrender. I must avenge my fellow apprentices!"

He rushed towards the man in black robe again, waving the sword in his hand, emitting sharp sword energy.

The man in black robe easily avoided Man Jiawen's attack, with a disdainful smile on his face.

"You are too weak. You are no match for me at all." said the man in black robe.

He suddenly attacked, and a black light shot out from his hand and hit Man Jiawen.

After being hit, Man Jiawen flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale.

Man Jiawen struggled to stand up, but his body was unable to move. His heart was filled with despair and anger.

"I won't accept this. I must avenge my fellow apprentices!" Man Jiawen roared.

His eyes were full of determination and indomitable spirit. He knew that he might not be able to defeat the man in black robe, but he would not give up.

Lin Feng watched the fight between Man Jiawen and the black-robed man, his heart filled with anger and confusion. He didn't know why the black-robed man attacked Man Jiawen and his fellow apprentices, nor did he know the black-robed man's identity.

"Who is this person? Why does he do this?" Lin Feng thought to himself.

He decided to help Man Jiawen. He couldn't bear to watch Man Jiawen being killed by the man in black robe.

Lin Feng drew the long sword from his waist and prepared to charge at the black-robed man. At this moment, Chen Xiner grabbed him.

"Lin Feng, be careful. This man is very powerful, and we may not be his match." Chen Xiner said worriedly.

Lin Feng looked at Chen Xiner and said, "Don't worry, I will be careful."

However, the black-robed man was far more powerful than Man Jiawen. It wasn't long before Man Jiawen was knocked to the ground again. His body hit the ground with a dull thud. But he still refused to give up and struggled to get up again.

The black-robed man sneered and stretched out his hand to grab Man Jiawen's neck. He began to absorb Man Jiawen's cultivation frantically, and Man Jiawen's face turned pale in an instant.

At this moment, Lin Feng, who was not far away, saw this scene. A flash of anger flashed in his eyes. He couldn't just sit there and watch. Lin Feng quickly picked up a leaf and threw it directly at the black-robed man, like throwing a dart.

The leaf drew a graceful arc in the air, flying towards the black-robed man with a fierce momentum. The black-robed man seemed to sense something, and moved his body slightly, dodging the leaf.

"Who is it?" The man in black robe glared at the direction where the leaves came from and saw Lin Feng, Xu Tian and Chen Xiner.

Lin Feng stepped out from the shadows, his eyes firm and cold. "I didn't expect you to be from the Demon Cult," he said coldly.

Lin Feng and the black-robed man stood facing each other, their eyes burning with a fierce fighting spirit. The black-robed man exuded a sinister aura, and in the hazy moonlight, his figure resembled a demon from hell, chilling everyone to the bone. Lin Feng, on the other hand, wore a resolute expression, his eyes revealing fearless courage, like an unshakable god of war.

"Hmph, you're asking for your own death, you dare to ruin the affairs of my Demon Sect? Today I'll let you see how powerful I am." The man in black robe shouted coldly.

Lin Feng responded domineeringly: "Is the Demon Cult very powerful?"

Xu Tian and Chen Xin'er stood behind Lin Feng, their faces showing disdain for the black-robed man. Xu Tian's eyes were filled with anger, and he wanted to rush up and fight the black-robed man to the death. Chen Xin'er seemed a little nervous, clenching her fists, ready to fight at any time.

The man in black robe was angered by Lin Feng's attitude. He said angrily, "You're looking for death!" Then he ran towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng, unwilling to be outdone, charged at the black-robed figure. The two engaged in close combat, their blows clashing fiercely. Their figures intersected in the darkness. He flashed, appearing before Lin Feng like a ghost. His right fist, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, slammed into Lin Feng's face. Wherever the fist passed, the air seemed to rip apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

Lin Feng's eyes glared, and he quickly dodged to the side. The black-robed man's fist brushed past his cheek, creating a gust of wind that sent his hair flying.

"Good speed, but unfortunately not enough." Lin Feng snorted coldly, and instead of retreating, he advanced and punched the black-robed man in the chest. His fist was like a cannonball, with great power and speed.

The black-robed man reacted quickly, raising his left arm to block. With a dull thud, their fists collided, their powerful force causing the surrounding air to vibrate slightly. Dust on the ground was sent flying, filling the air around them like smoke.

The man in black robe was secretly surprised at the young man's immense strength. Without a second thought, he lashed out with his right leg, sweeping towards Lin Feng's lower body. The wind from his leg whistled like a ferocious venomous snake, biting towards Lin Feng's leg.

Lin Feng leaped up, easily dodging the black-robed man's sweeping kick. In mid-air, he flipped over and slammed a punch down on the black-robed man's head. His fist carried the force of a mountain, as if to crush the black-robed man into a meat pie.

The black-robed man quickly raised his hands and crossed them over his head. There was another loud bang, and Lin Feng's fist smashed into the black-robed man's arm, sending a numbing sensation. The ground trembled slightly from the powerful force, and the surrounding trees were shaken, their leaves falling.

"Come again!" Lin Feng shouted, swinging his fist at the black-robed man again. His fists rained down like raindrops, each one carrying immense power. Fist shadows flickered, enveloping the black-robed man like a violent storm.

The black-robed man was not to be outdone. He brandished his fists and engaged in a fierce exchange of blows with Lin Feng. Their fists repeatedly collided with each other, making dull sounds.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Each collision was like the collision of two mountains, so powerful that the surrounding ground trembled slightly. Dust flew, leaves fell, and the whole scene resembled a chaotic battlefield.

After a few moves, the black-robed man gradually felt the pressure. Lin Feng's attacks were becoming increasingly fierce, making it difficult for him to resist. His breathing became rapid, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.