The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor

Lin Feng saw the light curtain disappear and was about to rush in to rescue the captives, but just as he made a move, someone came running over. That man shouted anxiously, "Stop them, quick! These are Heaven Alliance people here to rescue the prisoners!"

It seemed nothing ever went smoothly from start to finish. The newcomer was someone sent by Mo Qingshuang; he had reacted earlier and sent him over, but no one knew how he had caught on.

The contact man immediately drew his Treasure Sword, and with one stroke cut down the Executioner.

The newcomer had already joined up with several others; these were all the armed guards at the gate.

"Looks like we have to take them out first if we want to get out of here smoothly." The contact man spoke to Lin Feng.

The newcomer was extremely fierce as well, a Big Copper Hammer in his hand, arms thick, waist like iron, his shiny surcoat extremely eye-catching.

He pointed and directed the gate soldiers, then shouted loudly toward Lin Feng and the others, "What a pack of Heaven Alliance thieves, you’ve got some nerve! I’ll send you all down to Huangquan right now!"

With that, he swung a copper hammer straight at Lin Feng and the other five; the force contained in it was extremely savage.

At this extremely critical moment, the contact man shouted to Lin Feng, "You go save them, my brothers and I will go up and hold him!"

The situation was perilous; Lin Feng had no better choice. Since the contact man had ordered him to save the captives, he could only obey the team’s arrangement.

Right now the contact man and the hammer-wielding man were fighting fiercely, saber and copper hammer clanging, others assisting from the side. Luckily it was two against one; otherwise the contact man would have had an even harder time holding out.

The other four had already started fighting head-on with the dozen or so guards rushing over from outside. It seemed that anyone who could participate in this operation had formidable skills.

As for how Mo Qingshuang had seen through their plot—Mo Qingshuang was also one of the people in charge of the Shadow Soul Grass. Before the army set out, he received a message by carrier pigeon saying the Shadow Soul Grass cave had been destroyed by the Heaven Alliance. He immediately associated that with this place, then saw Lin Feng earlier, and thus realized and sent the hammer man over to investigate.

The hammer man unleashed a burst of steel-like might, pounding the contact man so that bangs echoed nonstop.

Lin Feng ignored how intense the fighting at the door was. Right now he focused solely on rescuing people as fast as possible, because the twenty people in front of him had clearly had their meridian gates sealed. Their actions were already exposed; the soldiers outside would only increase in number. The best plan now was to unblock their sealed meridians, then rush out together with the rescue party, and leave this place in a hurry before the main forces arrived.

Lin Feng observed that this warehouse was used to store horse feed. Although this particular one had been abandoned and was now used to hold prisoners, the other warehouses should be storing large amounts of feed.

Which meant there was very likely some sort of stable nearby.

Lin Feng was thinking that if he could bring them into the stable and ride the Spiritual Horses inside toward the rendezvous point, it shouldn’t be too big a problem.

Seeing that there was still hope for them, Lin Feng began to transmit Energy Transmission to them one by one. Lin Feng needed twenty seconds to save one person; saving three would take at least a minute.

He circulated his Power and began channeling True Yuan into the back of the first person. An incomparably vast Innate True Essence Power poured into the man’s back, and the man immediately felt a wave of heat surge into his chest and abdomen.

His originally weak and exhausted body slowly regained strength, and he began to cooperate by circulating his own True Yuan, which sped up the rescue somewhat.

The hammer man at the door saw Lin Feng rescuing people inside and immediately roared in fury, "Get in there and cut them down, don’t let him unblock the sealed meridians of the prisoners!"

The remaining soldiers heard the hammer man’s roar and instantly launched a frenzied assault on the five Alliance members. The Alliance members’ fighting grew increasingly strained.

At that moment, the hammer man landed a heavy blow with his hammer on one of the Alliance members. The man spat a mouthful of blood, then thrust his sword toward the hammer man. The hammer man didn’t dodge at all, simply reached out and grabbed the sword in that Alliance member’s hand as it stabbed toward him.

A faint fiery radiance rose from the hammer man’s hand as he viciously seized the sword the Alliance member was thrusting at him. With a roar, the amount of True Yuan in his body surged sharply.

The hammer man lashed out with a kick at the Alliance member’s waist, knocking him flat onto the ground.

The contact man seized the chance and drove his sword into the hammer man’s shoulder. The hammer man was wounded by the peerless Sword Qi contained in that blade and took a serious injury.

The contact man didn’t look back, wildly attacking the hammer man with Sword Qi while shouting harshly at Lin Feng, "Hurry up, we can’t hold on much longer!"

"Senior Brother Xie, we’re here!" three people shouted in unison to the contact man. Only then did Lin Feng learn the contact man’s surname was Xie. People of the Heaven Alliance worked in secrecy; since they hadn’t given their names, Lin Feng hadn’t felt it appropriate to ask.

Just as the contact man and the hammer man were locked in a standoff, the hammer man suddenly released an incomparably thick, surging flame and flung it toward the contact man. It wasn’t just flame; it was practically lava.

"Rock Fire Skill!" The contact man was greatly alarmed and hastily mobilized his Qi Force to form a protective Barrier, barely avoiding injury from the Rock Fire Skill.

The hammer man followed up with a punch; the next move was like a molten iron hammer drawn from lava, crashing toward the contact man, shattering his Barrier in one blow.

In an instant, a solid kick hammered into the contact man’s midsection. Having weathered the earlier lethal strike, he had little strength left, and he truly had no way to defend against this kick coming at him.

Just as that kick was about to land on the contact man, a rapidly flying fist appeared in front of him and slammed into the hammer man’s leg.

The hammer man felt a spike of pain in his leg, and then a solid copper hammer came smashing down toward the head of the man who had thrown the punch. Another fighter let out a roar; a mighty steel fist appeared in front of them and punched the hammer in the hammer man’s hand upward. The hammer man’s wrist strength was great, though, so the hammer wasn’t knocked flying.

At that moment a vigorous shout rang out; this newcomer was even stronger. He used rapid footwork to weave forward, charging at the hammer man, shouting as he came, "Mystic Ice Palm!"

The hammer man had already unleashed several killing moves in succession and had spent too much strength. He didn’t have time to react; in other words, he simply couldn’t defend against this Mystic Ice Palm.

The one who uttered that vigorous shout was a middle-aged man, sprinting like a razor-sharp cold wind sweeping toward the hammer man.

He unleashed twenty-three palms, one after another slamming into the hammer man’s body. The hammer man felt as though he were being pounded by countless icy hammers; blood poured from his mouth, and he heard the sound of bones breaking.

He hadn’t expected to be struck by a fatal blow at such a critical moment. He staggered back dozens of steps before finally steadying himself, then crouched down to the ground.

From his appearance, it seemed he could no longer stand. He vomited mouthful after mouthful of blood, yet still managed to say, "You thieves... the General will never let you go..."

The contact man was shocked and shouted harshly, "What is he trying to do?!"

They saw the hammer man suddenly circulate his True Yuan in reverse, the backward-flowing True Yuan rapidly building up. Once it reached a certain level, it would trigger a powerful explosion. The middle-aged man who had just landed twenty-three strikes was moving in to deliver the final blow, when, as his palm struck out at the hammer man, the hammer man detonated with a thunderous boom, and the middle-aged man was blown to pieces along with him.