Peerless Martial God 2

Before Lin Feng even landed on the ground, his expression immediately changed. He let go of the hands that were holding the two girls and threw them out forcefully. At the same time, he threw a palm behind him.    

Boom! Boom! Boom!    

Three loud sounds rang out. The power of Lin Feng's hasty palm strike could not be compared to the sneak attack that came out of nowhere. Lin Feng let out a muffled groan, and his figure retreated a hundred meters before he stopped. Standing in the air, Lin Feng finally saw his opponent's appearance clearly.    

When he saw the Iron-faced Son of Saint, he couldn't help but be shocked. The pressure in his heart instantly increased by a lot. Lin Feng knew that a crisis was approaching.    

Although the Iron-faced Son of Saint and the Stern-faced Son of Saint were both known as the latest two Sons of Saint of the Spiritual Realm Temple, one was a Great Perfection Holy Emperor, and the other was only a Holy Emperor with Initial Success. There was no comparison at all. The fact that the Iron-faced Son of Saint could fight with Di Shu 50-50 showed his strength.    

When Lin Feng saw the Iron-faced Son of Saint and a few other disciples of the Spiritual Realm Temple looking at him with a sinister and cold expression, as if they were looking at a prey that was about to die. Although he was unhappy in his heart, he knew this reality very well. Today would definitely be a crisis.    

"Meng Qing, Youyou, this is a teleportation scroll. Hurry up and leave." Lin Feng struck out with his palm, heading straight for the Iron-faced Son of Saint. The latter used all his strength to block, and at this moment, Lin Feng threw out a specially made teleportation scroll, hoping that the two girls would be able to escape as soon as possible.    

Although the two girls did not know where Lin Feng had made new enemies, they knew Lin Feng's performance clearly. It could be seen that the other party was extremely powerful. Lin Feng was worried about their safety, but the two girls were no longer the supreme Holy Kings of the past. The two girls were now Holy Emperors with Initial Success. Even if they couldn't defeat the Iron-faced Son of Saint, they could still help Lin Feng restrain the disciples behind the Iron-faced Son of Saint.    

"Meng Qing, attack!" Tang Youyou bellowed, clenched her fists, and with a collapse of her feet, she rushed straight towards the disciples of the Spiritual Realm Temple.    

Naturally, Meng Qing would not retreat. Her white clothes fluttered in the wind as she flew up like a fairy. In an instant, she arrived in front of the two disciples, but she did not hold back.    

The Iron-faced Son of Saint's face immediately turned serious. He did not expect Lin Feng's two women to be so powerful. The two women were able to hold back four disciples in an instant.    

Lin Feng sighed slightly. He knew that the two girls wouldn't run away behind his back. He was too worried about their safety.    

"Lin Feng, your women really love you." The Iron-faced Son of Saint smiled coldly. His tone was like an iceberg, but it was filled with playfulness and ridicule. It was as if in his heart, Lin Feng was already a dead man. After all, their strengths were not equal.    

"Can you say more nonsense?" Lin Feng shouted expressionlessly as he looked at the Iron-faced Son of Saint.    

Hearing that, the latter did not care about Lin Feng's tone at all. Instead, his smile became bright as he glanced at the surrounding forest and laughed: "Lin Feng, you have mastered the fourth level of the Tao Meaning of Space. Don't you feel that there is something different here?"    

"Of course I know. You set up the Cage of Time." Before the Iron-faced Son of Saint finished speaking, Lin Feng answered straightforwardly, but his expression did not change in the slightest.    

"Hehe, from the looks of it, you don't seem to put my Cage of Time in your eyes at all." The Iron-faced Son of Saint looked at Lin Feng's face and couldn't help but laugh playfully as he looked at Lin Feng.    

Lin Feng glanced at the Iron-faced Son of Saint. With a wave of his left hand, he threw the teleportation scroll in the air and rushed towards the horizon. However, with a loud bang, the scroll turned into ashes and disappeared into the horizon.    

Lin Feng's gaze was serious as he looked at the invisible Cage of Time that was a thousand meters in the air, or rather, the cage attack, because it contained an attack power within the cage, which was enough to kill a Holy Emperor with Initial Success.    

"Haha, how is it? Lin Feng, do you still look down on the Cage of Time that I have set up?" The Iron-faced Son of Saint couldn't help but laugh mockingly when he saw Lin Feng's scroll turn into ashes.    

"Hehe, forgive my poor eyesight, but I wonder what is so powerful about the Cage of Time that you set up?" Looking at the proud Iron-faced Son of Saint, Lin Feng couldn't help but tease him. Immediately, the Iron-faced Son of Saint's expression changed greatly.    

Just as he was about to shout, he looked up at the sky and saw that the scroll, which had been reduced to ashes, had somehow broken into countless pieces that had passed through the cage and gathered in the air to form a new teleportation scroll.    

"This... What's going on?" The Iron-faced Son of Saint's face was filled with shock and surprise. Why did he still let the scroll fly when he had the Cage of Time?    

"I don't have time to waste with you. Meng Qing, You You, let's go." Lin Feng sneered, and with a wave of his left hand, a scroll appeared in his hand once again. The Tao Meaning of Velocity was displayed to the extreme. He came to Meng Qing and You You's side and punched out with both fists, forcing the two disciples to retreat.    

Lin Feng pulled Meng Qing and Tang Youyou and instantly disappeared from the scroll. When they saw Lin Feng, they had already appeared on the scroll.    

This was called double-sided teleportation. After passing through the Iron-faced Son of Saint's Cage of Time, it would still take a few seconds for the Iron-faced Son of Saint to break through the Cage of Time that he had set up. And in these few seconds, Lin Feng would be able to bring the two girls back to Yuan Fei and Song Zhuang's side.    

Escaping at this moment was not Lin Feng's personality, but he had to consider the safety of the two girls with him. After all, those disciples were all Holy Emperors with Initial Success, so they could hold on for a while, but as time passed, the two girls would definitely be at a disadvantage.    

"Bye, Iron-faced Son of Saint, I won't run away the next time we meet." Lin Feng smiled faintly, waved his hand at the Iron-faced Son of Saint in the cage, and prepared to leave.    

However, in the next second, Lin Feng's body froze on the spot. Meng Qing and Tang Youyou looked down in shock, not daring to move.    

The Iron-faced Son of Saint looked at the unconscious man who had suddenly appeared beside him with a sneer on his face. He was a handsome man in a blue robe.    

"Run! Lin Feng, why aren't you running anymore?" The Iron-faced Son of Saint looked at Lin Feng with a sinister smile. His left hand was tightly holding onto the unconscious man's neck, and the long spear in his hand could pierce through the man's chest at any moment.    

Lin Feng's expression was solemn, and he was even a little nervous. Hou Qinglin had been captured by the Iron-faced Son of Saint, and Lin Feng couldn't bear it any longer. It seemed that the bad feeling in his heart had become a reality.    

Meng Qing and Tang Youyou also had anxious expressions on their faces. Hou Qinglin was in the hands of the Iron-faced Son of Saint, so the initiative was in the hands of the other party. With Lin Feng's personality, it was impossible for him to escape. He couldn't do something like giving up on his brother.    

As expected, just as the two girls finished their thoughts, Lin Feng threw out the scroll and gently pushed the two girls into the scroll.    

"This is the scroll that was sent to Yuan Fei. Tell them not to worry about me."    

Lin Feng shouted at the two girls. Seeing the two of them disappear, Lin Feng felt relieved.    

"Tell me, how can I let him go?"    

Lin Feng's eyes were fixed on the unconscious Hou Qinglin, whose entire body was covered in scars. His heart was filled with extreme anger. These injuries must have been caused by someone from the Spiritual Realm Temple, but since Hou Qinglin was in the other party's hands, the initiative did not belong to Lin Feng.    

"Let him go? Haha, how is that possible?" When the Iron-faced Son of Saint heard Lin Feng's words, he could not help but let out a mocking laugh. His voice spread across several kilometers, and his eyes were filled with extreme mockery.    

Suddenly, the Iron-faced Son of Saint let out a cold shout and threw out a punch, hitting Hou Qinglin's chest once again. While he was unconscious, Hou Qinglin frowned in pain. His entire body flew out and heavily fell to the ground, but the disciples of the Spiritual Realm Temple were responsible for catching him.    

"Iron, you dare...?"    

When Lin Feng saw this instant, he immediately let out a furious roar. The Forbidden Strength completely erupted, and the ruthless Devil Dao also swept through his entire body. Lin Feng's entire body became tyrannical. He clenched his fists and sent the Cage of Time flying with a single punch, rushing straight towards the Iron-faced Son of Saint.    

"If you touch me, I'll kill him."    

Facing Lin Feng's anger, the Iron-faced Son of Saint became even more relaxed. With a wave of his left hand, the long spear was pressed against Hou Qinglin's chest, just half a step away from piercing through.    

Lin Feng's face turned ashen. He gritted his teeth in anger and forcefully retracted his fist, suppressing the anger in his heart.    

"Speak, what do I have to do to let him go?"