Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1103 Life Hangs by a Thread

Onijuu Shingo was confused, but even though this person didn't have the No-Thought Meteor, he couldn't let him go. He would cripple him first, then question him. He didn't believe that the man would be able to grit his teeth and not tell the truth.

After a moment of silence, Onijuu Shingo suddenly sprang to his feet, swinging his cane in a wide arc towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was also gathering his strength, and when the other party made a move, he followed suit.

A punch, imbued with true energy, was instantly thrown at the opponent.

Although Shingo Onimaki looks very old, once he starts fighting, his speed is comparable to that of Gen Tsuruta, especially with the cane in his hand.

Despite Lin Feng's significant improvement in skill, he still couldn't keep up with Onijuu Shingo's speed.

After exchanging two blows, Lin Feng was struck by Onijuu Shingo's cane.

With a bang, Lin Feng, unable to dodge, could only take the blow from Oni-Juan Shingo's staff with his back.

Suddenly everything went black, a metallic taste rose in his chest and abdomen, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly insignificant staff strike possessed such great force.

Lin Feng was struck like a sandbag, sent flying far away by a blow from a stick. His body tumbled several times in the air before crashing to the ground.

Before he could even get up, Shingo Onizuka's cane was in front of him again.

With no other option, Lin Feng had to muster his inner strength and tough it out against the heavy cane.

One mistake can lead to an irrecoverable defeat.

He felt he had improved a lot and stopped using the broken sword to protect himself, wanting to fight back with his true skills.

Little did anyone know that the confidence he had just built up would be shattered by Shingo Onizuka's staff.

Unexpectedly, Yan Jin, a second-generation disciple of the Zhengyi Sect, was far inferior to the old man in front of him.

If Yan Jin is a second-generation, then this old guy is a first-generation, or even a generation ahead of his generation.

Physically and mentally, there was no way to resist, and there was no reaction at all before the cane hit him.

This scene recreates the moment when Lin Feng is brutally beaten by Tsuruta Gen.

Such a master cannot do without the help of the broken sword. Without deliberately summoning it, the broken sword's movements are already subconsciously activated.

The next few blows all landed on the broken sword.

This allowed Lin Feng to catch his breath a little.

Oni-maru Shingo sensed something was wrong with the movement of the cane and was greatly surprised. This kid was actually wielding the broken sword so skillfully.

No matter where his cane was about to strike, the broken sword could always block it in advance.

What an amazing scene.

Shingo Onizuka, whose mouth was missing a few teeth, grinned excitedly.

This is a treasure! Its defensive capabilities are incredibly strong.

If we could get our hands on it and use it in conjunction with the No Thought Meteor, one for offense and one for defense, wouldn't that make us invincible?

Shingo Oni-maki swung his cane even faster and harder.

The impact caused Lin Feng to tremble all over. The residual force from the broken sword alone made him feel nauseous and in unbearable pain.

I felt similar to Duan Yi, and I even heard the sound of my bones breaking, I don't know how many were broken.

Finally, Shingo Oniju stabbed at him with his staff. Although the broken sword blocked his chest, the force transmitted to Lin Feng still sent him flying like a kite with a broken string. He fell to the ground and was unable to get up for a while.

At this moment, Lin Feng was covered in blood, barely breathing, and his eyes were unfocused.

He lay on his back on the ground, weakly looking up at the aged face above him.

"Hehehe...Boy, if you want to leave with a whole corpse, hand over the Wunian Meteor, and I might consider letting you rest in peace."

Lin Feng opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Seeing that he was about to die, Oni-maki Shingo reached out and grabbed the broken sword, brought it close to his eyes, and opened a crack to examine it carefully.

The wonder of the broken sword cannot be discerned from its appearance alone, but Shingo Oniju could sense the aura of the Meteor of No Thought, which was very close.

He frowned and thought carefully, then suddenly realized.

"Hehehe... So my Meteorless Strike was hiding inside this broken sword, huh? No wonder, no wonder... Hehehe..."

He laughed triumphantly, as happy as if he had received a beloved toy.

"Hmm, was it swallowed by this magical sword?"

If his judgment is correct, it means that the broken sword in his hand is far superior to his family's most prized possession.

Shingo Oni-maru forgot everything around him, focusing solely on playing with the broken sword in his hand.

Lin Feng finally had a chance to catch his breath.

Whether it was from excessive blood loss or too many broken bones, he could no longer feel his own body and could only vaguely see Shingo Oni-maki laughing.

I was feeling very frustrated. I never imagined that the martial arts world would be even harder to navigate than my own army. I don't know how many times I've struggled to survive on the edge of life and death.

Judging from the current situation, Lin Feng estimated that he had almost vomited all the blood out of his body, and there was probably no intact bone or tendon left.

In short, when consciousness is blurred, one cannot perceive the specific condition of the body, indicating that the two have become disconnected, resulting in broken limbs and a scattered soul.

At this moment, Lin Feng felt neither sorrow nor joy, neither pain nor thought, and was in a daze.

After studying the broken sword for a long time, Shingo Oniju couldn't figure out its structure and how to use it, so he had to turn his attention to the half-dead Lin Feng.

He poked Lin Feng, who was unconscious, with his cane.

"Hey, wake up, clear your head first."

As he spoke, he circulated his true energy, forcefully channeling it into Lin Feng's body, causing Lin Feng to tremble and wake up from his unconsciousness, barely managing to open his eyes.

Oni-maru Shingo brandished the broken sword in front of Lin Feng.

"Tell me, how do you use this treasure?"

Lin Feng struggled to focus on the broken sword, barely managing to extend a finger and tremblingly move his lips, but unable to utter a sound.

Seeing that Lin Feng was about to die, Onijuku Shingo quickly increased the intensity of his internal energy infusion, allowing Lin Feng to make a sound.

"The...machine...is...here..."

Lin Feng tried to form sentences, but only fragmented single words came out of his mouth.

Shingo Kijuku leaned closer, trying to hear him clearly, but Lin Feng himself couldn't even speak in coherent sentences, so how could he possibly understand him?

"Tell me quickly, where is the headquarters?"

In his anxiety, Oni-maru Shingo held out the broken sword to Lin Feng's finger, hoping he would point out the location of the mechanism.

Lin Feng had been waiting for this moment. He mustered all his remaining strength and tried to move his hand forward, but he couldn't lift it even after trembling for a long time.

Even the usually composed Oni-Juan Shingo became a little anxious, reaching out to grab Lin Feng's hand and pressing it against the hilt of the broken sword.

In Onijuro Shingo's eyes, Lin Feng's blood-soaked hand, after gripping the sword hilt, along with his entire body, trembled like withered grass in the wind.

"Sigh, why bother? It would have been better to say it sooner rather than later. Don't be so stubborn in your next life."

Onijuu Shingo thought this was a sign of Lin Feng's dying breath, but little did he know that after Lin Feng grabbed the broken sword, a surge of powerful true energy, along with pure blood essence, rushed into his body like a tidal wave.

The shock made Lin Feng tremble all over.

Unlike before, Lin Feng's body was now completely empty, with almost nothing left. He had fully absorbed the true energy and essence transformed from the broken sword within his body.

These true qi and essence blood had stayed in the broken sword for a longer time and had been refined by the broken sword several times, making them much purer than before and without so many impurities.