The Greatest Village Doctor In The World

Chapter 959 Xinglong Gang

Ling Feng laughed.

He glanced at Old Qian: "Of course, I choose her!"

After a pause, Ling Feng continued: "But you have to let me see where she is, right?"

"Of course!"

Old Qian nodded, turned around to the strong man behind him: "Bring her out!"

The strong man stepped into the neighboring room, and shortly after, he came out holding Lin Xue who was tightly bound.

Seeing her like this, Ling Feng felt a stab of pain in his heart and immediately asked her, "How are you?"

"Besides not being able to move, I’m fine!"

Lin Xue’s body was tied up with a golden yellow rope, completely unable to move.

The strong man also had a cold smirk, holding Lin Xue with one hand while gripping a gleaming dagger in his other hand, the blade pressed against her neck!

Seeing her in this condition, a tidal wave of rage surged in Ling Feng’s heart!

No one had ever dared to treat his woman like this; Chen Dalong and his disciples were the first, and they would be the last!

Overcome with fury, Ling Feng narrowed his eyes: "It’s all my fault, having you suffer such indignity!"

Surprisingly, Lin Xue wasn’t nervous at all, she even managed a smile: "Now I truly understand how dark human nature can be. You spared that Chen before, this time, don’t let him get away with it!"

"Don’t worry, I’ll make sure he dies in agony!"

Ling Feng gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"Hey, get a grip on the situation, okay? Stop making threats and just kill yourself quickly, otherwise I won’t be so polite to your girlfriend!" Chen Dalong said.

Ling Feng glanced at him and asked coldly, "Kid, do you really think I can die?"

"Nobody believes your crap. If you don’t act now, I’ll have Ali rip off her clothes!" Chen Dalong shouted with intimidating might.

Now it was Ling Feng’s turn to be in a tough position. Harming himself was not an issue, but would that resolve the matter?

He knew that even if he stabbed his own heart, at most he would be severely injured; every cell in his body possessed incredible healing power; he simply couldn’t die.

But what if the opponents didn’t release Lin Xue after he got injured?

The best method then would be to use the Mind Soul Art.

But Ling Feng was hesitant, like hesitating to attack for fear of hitting a mouse; worried about Lin Xue’s safety, he feared that if the effect was not good after he used it, a simple move of the strong man’s hand would cut Lin Xue’s skin!

He couldn’t bear even a scratch on her, let alone if she lost a single hair!

At this moment, Lin Xue suddenly laughed, "Ling Feng, there’s something I didn’t tell you. Don’t worry so much. I’ll head back to the Nine Heavens first; I’ll give you a call later!"

After she spoke, a white light suddenly emanated from Lin Xue!

"What’s going on?"

Old Qian and Chen Dalong were both startled and exclaimed.

But before they could speak again, the white light flashed, and Ali felt a lightness in his hand, then Lin Xue had vanished, leaving only the rope in his grasp!

The three men all stood dumbfounded, with bewildered faces!

At this time, Ling Feng had already moved, his saber’s glare flashing, and Ali, with disbelief on his face, covered his neck.

Unfortunately, with his artery severed, not even a deity could save him now; blood spurted from between his fingers, shooting more than two meters high!

Ling Feng approached Old Qian and looked into his eyes: "Got any tricks? Use them."

"Go to hell!"

Old Qian growled lowly, a glow emanating from his palm, thrusting straight towards Ling Feng’s chest!

Of course, Ling Feng wasn’t going to let him land the hit; he sidestepped, his saber glinting in follow-up!

With a swish, Old Qian’s palm was cleanly severed.

"Bind!"

Old Qian, grinding his teeth in pain, shouted.

Then the rope that fell to the ground swiftly coiled around Ling Feng’s legs like a snake!

"Let’s see if your rope is more powerful, or if my God Slayer Saber is!"

Ling Feng sneered coldly, and his blade went straight for the rope!

"Chit chit!" With two sounds, the rope was abruptly severed, falling motionlessly to the ground!

"So this is all there is to it? Thought it was something impressive!"

Ling Feng smiled, then lifted his head to look at Old Qian: "Got any other tricks?"

"You, you, what kind of saber is that?"

Old Qian stood dumbfounded, clutching his wrist, his voice trembling with the question.

"A precious saber!"

Seeing that he had no more fight in him, Ling Feng paid him no heed, turning instead to look at Chen Dalong: "Anything else you have to say now?"

"..."

Amidst his shock, Chen Dalong forced out a faint smile: "That, just now, was just a joke, don’t take it to heart..."

"A joke?"

Ling Feng sneered coldly: "Then let me tell you a ’joke’ as well!"

With those words, a flash of cold light, and Chen Dalong’s arm was cleanly severed!

Of course, Ling Feng had chopped off the arm that was intact, the one uninjured!

The God Slayer Saber was so quick that Chen Dalong hadn’t even reacted in the moment, staring dumbly at his shoulder from which fresh blood was spurting out!

Two seconds later, he let out a scream like that of a slaughtered pig!

Ling Feng frowned, reached out and pressed his acupoint to stop the bleeding.

Killing him this easily would be too lenient!

And Chen Dalong’s screams were particularly grating, so Ling Feng frowned and conveniently pressed his mute acupoint as well.

Instant silence fell upon the clearing, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Old Qian clutched at his wrist, his eyes flickering non-stop; he knew today would surely not end well for him!

But the desire to live spurred him on, so the old man kept thinking about how to escape, totally ignoring Chen Dalong.

Ling Feng looked at Chen Dalong, who had his mouth open but could make no sound, and coldly sneered: "To think there’s such a beastly creature in the world, I regret not having killed you directly this morning!"

"If there’s a next life, you’d better be a good person!"

Having said that, his hand moved and his saber dropped, severing Chen Dalong’s legs as well, then immediately pressed his acupoints to stop the bleeding.

Ling Feng certainly did not wish for him to die from excessive blood loss; he wanted to make Chen Dalong suffer before his death, to vent the rage in his heart!

Without three of his limbs, the boy wouldn’t last long now, and would eventually die from his heart giving out or blood vessels bursting. Therefore, Ling Feng had no desire to bother with him anymore.

Turning his head to look at Old Qian with his shifty gaze, Ling Feng asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"Brother, don’t kill me, I’ll tell you anything you want to know!" Old Qian said with a trembling voice.

Ling Feng nodded: "Good, then we’ll see if what you have to say is of any value!"

"Definitely, there is!"

Old Qian nodded: "My name is Qian Da, and I’m the Hall Master of the Northern Region of the Xinglong Gang!"

"Xinglong Gang? What is it?"

Ling Feng paused to ask.

"It’s an organization to restore the Qing dynasty’s cause. The Elder in the gang is Prince Longyu..."

Ling Feng’s brow twitched: "What’s that? A prince?"

"Yes, that’s right!"

Qian Da nodded: "Prince Longyu is the founder of the Xinglong Gang, and I’m just a small fry under him!"

"To think there’s such a thing, seems I really can’t kill you now!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Feng coldly sneered, reached out and pressed his acupoint, stopping the outpour of fresh blood.