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Seven people.

Lin Feng's mental power allowed him to thoroughly track their movements.

They circled in an arc, heading towards the other side of the entrance to the secret realm, their breaths suppressed, their formation tight.

He flipped himself onto the earth dragon.

"Chase."

The earth dragon gripped the ground with its four claws and launched its body forward.

The terrain of the wasteland is flat and unobstructed by any mountains, pushing the straight-line speed to its limit.

The griffin relayed a message from high above.

The group of seven is accelerating.

The leader was a tall, slender man with an odd running posture.

With his feet barely leaving the ground, he glided forward, his whole body skimming along the earth.

Wind-based martial arts.

The remaining six people split into two groups and followed closely behind the leader.

The earth dragon covered a distance of three kilometers in less than twenty seconds.

The leader turned around.

Lin Feng saw his face clearly.

Young, around 25 or 26 years old, with narrow facial features and high brow bones.

Japanese.

The curse markings on the wristband are from the same system as the person we just saw.

The moment the man turned around and saw the earth dragon, a flicker of emotion crossed his face.

The next instant, the speed increased even further.

At the same time, he uttered a string of short Japanese words.

Lin Feng didn't understand.

The four people broke away from the group and ran in four different directions.

The remaining two continued to follow the leader.

They dispersed and retreated to divert attention.

Lin Feng remained unaffected, sticking firmly to the leader.

His qi and blood were fluctuating, indicating he was at the fifth level of Martial Saint. He was the strongest among the seven.

"The four griffins."

A sharp eagle cry came from overhead.

The eagle folded its wings and swooped down.

The griffin is more than capable of dealing with a few small fry.

Lin Feng only focused on chasing the few in front of him.

The earth dragon's speed increased.

The air currents rising from the wasteland carried the gravel into the air, where it crashed onto the ground dozens of meters behind.

The distance is getting shorter.

800 meters, 500 meters, 300 meters.

The leader turned around once more.

One hundred meters.

Fifty meters.

The throwing knife was thrown.

The Starfall Nine Calamity Blade shot out from the sleeve.

The leader reacted extremely quickly.

He drew his sword with his right hand and turned to slash horizontally.

The blade was coated with a layer of wind-elemental energy, and the two throwing knives were deflected, tumbling several times in the air.

Sparks flew everywhere.

Under the control of his sixth-grade mental power, the flying knife circled in an arc while being parried, cutting in from his blind spot.

Two of the bullets were blocked by a guard standing next to him.

The throwing knife pierced through the guard's back and emerged from his chest.

The man didn't utter a sound and immediately lay down on the ground.

The third one was dodged by the leader.

The fourth bullet ripped open his back.

A cut runs from the left shoulder to the right waist.

The clothes tore, and blood seeped out.

The wound is not deep.

The protective energy formed a thin film on his skin, dissipating most of the force.

The remaining guard turned around to stop him.

Lin Feng was too lazy to waste words with him.

The earth dragon opened its mouth and spewed out a breath of dragon fire.

The flames engulfed the guard's figure.

The screams lasted less than two seconds before the charred corpse tumbled and fell onto the gravel ground.

The leader has slowed down.

He stopped.

Turn around.

He drew his twin swords.

A surge of powerful energy erupted from his body, blowing away all the surrounding rubble.

The wound on his back was still bleeding, but his breathing was steady.

He held two knives in front of him, the tips pointing at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng jumped off the earth dragon's back and landed five meters away.

"Have you run enough?"

The leader did not answer.

He subtly adjusted his steps, lowered his center of gravity, and changed the angle of his two knives.

The next second, the knife moved.

The leader thrust his twin swords outwards in a cross motion, unleashing two streams of sword energy from the blades.

The entire fan-shaped area within 30 meters was covered by wind blades.

The gravel was shredded into powder, and a layer of skin was peeled off the ground.

Range suppression.

Lin Feng stepped to the side, and the wind blade grazed the hem of his clothes, cutting a slit in his sleeve.

The second wave followed immediately.

The blade energy became denser, the spacing narrower, and the angle of coverage was corrected, effectively blocking Lin Feng's movement path.

Force him to jump.

Lin Feng pushed off the ground, and his body was lifted into the air.

The wind blade swept past his feet but didn't touch him.

But just as he took off...

The leader has disappeared.

The rubble beneath their feet was blasted apart by the airflow, and a blur rose from the ground.

Wind-based movement technique.

The next second, the person appeared directly above Lin Feng.

He crossed his two swords and slashed down.

The qi on the two blades intertwined, forming a spiral cutting force.

While airborne, you can't gain leverage or change direction.

Lin Feng had no time to dodge.

The indestructible golden body is fully activated.

The two swords slammed into his shoulders.

The golden patterns withstood the blade, but the impact of the spiraling airflow slammed him downwards.

boom!

Lin Feng's body crashed into the ground, sending debris flying in a circle, and a human-shaped crater was punched into the rock behind him.

It hurt for a moment.

But it didn't break through the defenses.

Before he could even stand up from the pit, the man had already caught up with him.

He glides along the ground, extends his twin swords forward, and slashes repeatedly.

The speed was so fast that the blades overlapped.

Each blade is covered with a layer of wind blade, so thin it's almost transparent.

The penetrating power of wind blades is different from that of ordinary qi.

Surprisingly, Lin Feng felt a slight pain.

Then came two more cuts.

Two white marks appeared on Lin Feng's arm.

Although there was no bleeding, the wind blades were indeed wearing down the golden body's defenses.

The seven consecutive slashes are connected in no more than 0.1 seconds.

This man has practiced his swordsmanship for countless years.

Lin Feng compressed his mental energy.

His mental energy transformed into a shockwave, blasting out from between his eyebrows.

An invisible force struck the leader's mind.

His movements paused.

The twin swords were held in mid-air, and the eighth strike was caught in the starting stance.

enough.

All the throwing knives were thrown.

Under the control of mental power, they followed eight completely different trajectories, sealing off all the space of the leader.

The leader recovered from the dizziness.

He frantically parried with his dual swords.

clang!clang!clang!

He blocked three shots.

But his luck didn't improve after that.

The throwing knife came from the front.

The leader used the knife in his left hand to block.

The throwing knife changed direction.

The blade suddenly dropped half a meter from his face, bypassed the blade, and bounced back up from below.

It pierced the throat.

The tip of the knife pierced through the back of the neck.

The leader froze.

His left hand was still holding the knife, frozen in a blocking motion.

His mouth was open.

Blood gushed out from the wounds at the corners of his mouth and neck at the same time.

He looked at Lin Feng, squeezing out a series of muffled sounds.

Japanese.

Lin Feng didn't understand a single word.

"What kind of gibberish are you speaking?"

He stepped forward and pulled the throwing knife from the corpse.

The leader's body fell forward, crashing onto the gravel and raising a layer of dust.

Lin Feng squatted down and turned him over.

The scabbards of the two swords at his waist were engraved with words.

"Kazama Hayato".

There weren't many things found in the storage bag.

Several bottles of pills, a spare dagger, and a handwritten mission document.

The document was written in Japanese.

Lin Feng couldn't understand the details, but there was a stamp on it.

It was exactly the same mark on the gloves of the person who handed out the envelope that we found in the consciousness of that short man.

The same intelligence network.

He put the document into his ring and continued flipping through it.

Finally, they found a jade pendant hidden in the inner layer of Kazama Hayato's underwear.

It's palm-sized, and the material is very similar to the jade token with coordinates for the secret realm that the military gave him.

Turn it over.

A set of numbers is engraved on the back.

Latitude and longitude coordinates.

Lin Feng stared at the set of numbers for three seconds.

He remembered these coordinates.

It is the location of the deepest part of the secret realm, the sealed area that spiritual power cannot penetrate.

Ming Jiao.

Lin Feng tightened his grip on the jade pendant and stood up.

The Japanese knew of the existence of the Dark Dragon.

And we know its precise location.

The cry of a fierce vulture could be heard in the distance.

Lin Feng looked up.

The griffin flew back from the east, carrying the corpse in its talons, and threw it at the feet of the earth dragon.

Of the four guards who scattered, none escaped.

Lin Feng put the jade pendant into his storage ring and then climbed onto the earth dragon.

The communicator still has no signal.

He has to go back.

The earth dragon raised its head and glanced in the southeast direction.

Lin Feng patted the dragon's neck.

"Return to the Northwest Military Region."