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Thirty kilometers west of Hundred Poison Valley, the terrain changes from a rift valley to a continuous swamp.

Lin Feng led the five-person group from the Northern Territory out of the valley and advanced along the ridgeline.

Along the way, several B-grade fanged badger rats darted out of the grass, and upon seeing the shadow of the griffin, they turned and ran away.

Zhou Yuan walked behind Lin Feng, watching the several strange beasts fleeing with their tails between their legs, and his lips twitched.

"Lieutenant Lin, are we even going to give up on these B-rank enemies?"

"A waste of time."

Lin Feng carried the gun and walked forward.

The martial arts points output of B-grade beasts are too low; it's better to let the Iron Rhino AFK in the back.

His current target is the Class A dense belt in the middle layer of the Shiwan Mountains.

That's where the real mine is.

When we reached the end of the ridge, the terrain ahead suddenly dropped.

A gray-green poisonous swamp spread out, covering an area of ​​at least several tens of square kilometers.

Bubbles rose from the surface of the swamp, each burst releasing a pungent, sour stench.

He pushed forward with his mental power.

Lin Feng's steps slowed down by half a beat.

Deep in the swamp, there were sounds of fighting.

The fluctuations in Qi and blood were intense, indicating that at least four or five people were attacking simultaneously. The opponent's life force was extremely strong, creating a very oppressive atmosphere.

A-level peak.

Three heads.

Lin Feng took a few more steps forward and stood on the edge of the cliff.

Looking down from this angle, the view of the middle section of the swamp is very clear.

The five people were surrounded on a floating island by three enormous, dark purple salamanders.

The salamander was covered in mucus, its six legs stuck in the swamp, and its mouth could fit half a person inside when it opened.

Highly venomous salamander.

A-level peak.

Lin Feng recognized the woman at the head of the group of five.

Snow, wind, and frost.

The enchantress from the southern border has lost all her former demonic airs.

Her face was deathly pale, bloodstains hung from the corner of her mouth, and a tourniquet was wrapped around her left arm, clearly indicating that she had been splashed with salamander venom.

The four team members from southern Xinjiang behind her were in an even worse situation.

Two were kneeling on the ground, panting heavily; one's back was covered in bloody flesh corroded by venom; and the last one was still barely holding up his weapon to block in front of him, but his arm was already trembling.

Xue Fengshuang is a master of poisons.

But the highly venomous newt is itself the king of poisonous creatures.

Using poison to kill a newt is the same principle as pouring salt into the sea.

The three-headed salamander slowly closed its encirclement, its mouth opening and closing, exhaling acidic mist that sizzled as it burned the plants at the edge of the floating island.

Dead end.

Lin Feng leaned against the cliff and put his gun aside.

"interesting."

Zhou Yuan leaned over for a second look and gasped.

"Is that a team from southern Xinjiang? How did they get forced into this situation?"

"A highly venomous newt, peak A-rank, three heads," Lin Feng replied casually. "The poison techniques of those guys from Southern Xinjiang are useless against this thing; it's like they've crippled themselves."

Zhou Yuan looked at the horrific scene below, then at Lin Feng's expression.

"Lieutenant Lin, should we save her or not?"

"Why should I save you?"

Zhou Yuan choked.

Below, Xuefengshuang also saw the figure on the cliff top.

Her heart sank. She recognized the silhouette and the reflection of the crimson-gold spear.

Lin Feng.

It had to be him.

When he tested him at the camp, the poison powder was bounced back, and he vomited blood on the spot.

Now that we've run into this situation, how can we expect them to help us out?

But the three-headed salamander took another step closer.

The teammate behind her, whose back was corroded, could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground with his knees buckling.

Xuefengshuang gritted her back teeth.

Between saving face and life, life is more important.

"Raymond Lam!"

She looked up and shouted towards the top of the cliff. Her voice cracked from the acid mist.

"Save us, name your terms!"

At the top of the cliff, Lin Feng looked down at her.

There was no response.

Xue Fengshuang thought he hadn't heard her, so she called out again.

"I'll state the terms, you name them!"

Lin Feng held up two fingers and waved them at her.

"Give me half of the points."

Xue Fengshuang's face froze.

The Southern Xinjiang team has accumulated over 60,000 points so far, and half of that would be 30,000.

Thirty thousand points is enough for her team to drop two tiers on the leaderboard.

"you!"

"If you're not happy about it, then forget it." Lin Feng withdrew his hand, leaned back against the cliff, and looked like he was going to continue watching the show.

Below, the mouths of the three salamanders opened to their maximum size simultaneously.

The acid mist coalesced into a thick, grayish-green cloud that enveloped the five people on the floating island.

Xue Fengshuang covered the wound on his left arm with his right hand, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

"Okay! I'll give you half!"

What did she gamble with?

Life.

Lin Feng stood up straight upon hearing those three words.

The Dragon Blood Crimson Gold Spear was lifted off the stone.

The spear spun half a circle in his hand, its tip pointing downwards.

Lin Feng stepped onto the edge of the cliff and jumped off.

With a drop of more than 20 meters, the wind rushed into the clothes, making the tattered strips of cloth rustle loudly.

He did not aim at the floating island.

He aimed at the head of the nearest salamander.

The tip of the Dragon Blood Crimson Gold Spear lit up as it fell. Crimson gold energy spread from the spear, carrying a scorching heat, leaving a three-meter-long fiery tail in mid-air.

The first move of the "Great Wilderness Subduing Dragon Style": Azure Dragon Emerges from the Sea.

Combined with the acceleration of free fall.

The weight of 1,300 jin, plus the full power of the third stage of Martial Venerable.

The moment the gun tip pierced the salamander's head.

boom!

The salamander's skull split open from the middle.

The spear tip pierced through the entire head, exiting from the jaw and embedding itself in the hard ground at the bottom of the swamp.

Dragon blood flames spewed from the wound. The salamander's body convulsed violently twice, its six legs pawed at the mud a few times, and then went limp.

One shot, one kill.

[Ding! Killed an A-rank mutated beast, a highly venomous salamander, gaining 10000 Martial Arts Points!]

A highly venomous salamander at the peak of Grade A was pinned to death in the swamp by a single shot that fell from the sky.

Xue Fengshuang's eyelids twitched several times as she watched Lin Feng pull the gun out of the salamander's corpse.

Spurred by the death of their companion, the remaining two salamanders let out sharp roars and charged towards Lin Feng, their six legs churning the swamp.

Lin Feng shook the sticky substance off the gun.

"You've come at the perfect time."

He took a step forward and went to meet them.

The one on the left arrived first, spewing out a cloud of grayish-green acid mist from its giant mouth.

Lin Feng dodged to the side, the acid mist grazing his shoulder and burning a hole in a swamp tree behind him.

The spear tip pierced out.

A blue dragon emerges from the sea.

Crimson gold energy shot out from the tip of the spear, pouring straight into the salamander's open mouth.

It goes in through the mouth and comes out through the back of the head.

The second salamander's head exploded.

Seeing that things were not going well, the third salamander turned around and tried to burrow into the depths of the swamp.

Lin Feng swung his right arm.

Throwing spears.

The 1,300-pound Dragon Blood Crimson Gold Spear flew out of his hand, creating a sonic boom.

The crimson-gold spear caught up with the fleeing salamander and pierced it from its tail to its head.

The entire salamander was pinned to the swamp, and dragon blood flames spread along the wound, causing the surrounding swamp water to boil.

A three-headed, top-tier A-grade, highly venomous newt.

It took less than thirty seconds in total.

Total annihilation.

[Ding! Killed an A-rank mutated beast, a highly venomous salamander, gaining 10000 Martial Arts Points!]

[Ding! Killed an A-rank mutated beast, a highly venomous salamander, gaining 10000 Martial Arts Points!]

On the floating island, five people from southern Xinjiang stood there blankly.

Xue Fengshuang's mouth was open, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

She had practiced martial arts for twenty years and had seen quite a few masters. But she had only ever seen scenes of overwhelming a peak A-level alien beast in the highest-level military battle reports.

Lin Feng waded through the swamp and pulled the spear out of the salamander's carcass.

A clump of green visceral fragments clung to the tip of the gun, which he casually flicked away.

He glanced back at Xue Fengshuang.

"integral."

Xue Fengshuang snapped out of his daze, gritted his teeth, pulled out the points card from his waist, and manipulated it a few times.

Thirty-two thousand points were transferred to the Northern team's account.

"It's all better now." Xue Fengshuang put away the scoreboard, clutching her injured left arm with a complicated expression.

Lin Feng took the points, glanced at the numbers, and accepted them.

He shouldered his gun and prepared to leave.

"etc."

Xuefengshuang called out to him.

Raymond Lam turned around.

Xue Fengshuang hesitated for two seconds before swallowing the mouthful of bloody taste.

"There is an underground cave 20 kilometers ahead..."

"We sent scouts to investigate before, and they found a large number of A-level alien beasts gathered deep inside the cave. The number is abnormally high."

She paused.

"The scout didn't come back alive, but he sent back a message before he died."

He said something was wrong at the deepest part of the cave.

Lin Feng stopped holding the gun.

Could there be an even more powerful beast?

Are you sure?

Snow, wind, and frost nodded.

"I raised the scout from childhood; he won't make a mistake."

Lin Feng remained silent for three seconds.

He gripped the gun barrel tightly and strode out in that direction.