Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Fengling County City, inside the Fengjia Villa.

Qi Hongwu, the leader of the Iron Sword Sect, did not deceive Feng Chan. Soon after Ling Feng and others were put under house arrest in the other courtyard, he asked the head of the Feng family to come to the other courtyard so that Feng Chan could reunite with his father and daughter.

It's just that the head of the Feng family looks like...

All I can say is that it is very bad!

I saw a haggard middle-aged man walking slowly into the other courtyard with a staggering step, being detained by several Iron Sword Sect disciples.

The skin was sallow, the eye sockets were sunken, and the entire eyeball was bloodshot. Even every breath seemed to be overdrawing his life.

With this look, Ling Feng really couldn't imagine that he would be the head of the huge Feng family, a powerful man at the level of a human emperor.

"Dad! How could you become like this!"

Feng Chan immediately rushed forward and supported her father, with tears filling her eyes.

In less than ten days, her father was actually tortured into this state!

The head of the Feng family moved his eyes slightly, focusing on Feng Chan's cheek, and his whole body started to tremble.

"Chan... Chan'er..." The head of the Feng family raised his hand with difficulty, held Feng Chan's cheek, and then frantically broke away from the two Iron Sword disciples, shouting: "Why... come back! Why... ...I want to come back!”

"Hey, old guy!"

One of the Iron Sword Sect disciples kicked the head of the Feng family on the back and snorted coldly: "Old man, I think you haven't suffered enough yet!"

"Hey, Junior Brother Liu, things are different now. Miss Feng will soon be the twelfth concubine of our sect leader. This old man Feng will be the sect leader's father-in-law. We can't be rude to the sect leader's father-in-law! "

As he said that, the disciple sneered and stomped hard on the face of the head of the Feng family.

Stepping on the Emperor's feet, this feeling is so great!

"It's a pleasure to step on, isn't it?"

Suddenly, a purple shadow floated past, and the two Iron Sword Sect disciples turned around suddenly, only to see a handsome young man standing behind them, grabbing their shoulders one on the left and the other on the right.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

The Iron Sword disciple cursed and said, "I think you haven't understood your situation yet! How dare you talk to me like this!"

"Snapped!"

With a loud slap, the Iron Sword Sect disciple flew away, and all his teeth fell out.

Another Iron Sword disciple's pupils shrank, he quickly took a few steps back, and threatened in a deep voice: "Boy, you have to understand the situation!"

"The game is your mother's fault!"

Ling Feng slapped the Iron Sword Sect disciple directly on the forehead. For a moment, the disciple felt like there were stars in his eyes, bleeding from all seven holes, his vision went black, and he could no longer see anything.

"The villain succeeds!"

Ling Feng snorted softly and looked at the head of the Feng family. In his eyes, there was pain, regret, and even some despair and the feeling of wanting to die.

A dignified man, reduced to such a state, it is no wonder that he would have the idea of ​​​​suicide.

The master of the Iron Sword Sect, or the ancestor of Tianluo, really has some tricks. No wonder he controlled the entire Feng family in such a short period of time.

"Well done!"

The yellow fat man clenched his fists tightly, seeing how the Feng family was so prosperous in the past, but now it was controlled by a small iron sword sect. It had to be said that it was a great irony.

Ling Feng took a deep breath, squatted down, put his hand on the wrist of the head of the Feng family, and frowned slightly.

The poison in the body of the head of the Feng family is indeed extraordinary. If he continues to let it go like this, the head of the Feng family may not survive more than a month.

His current situation is probably a bit more serious than when Yue Zhonglian, the head of the Cangqiong Sect, was at his most serious.

"Daddy..."

Feng Chan cried and looked at her father, feeling like her heart was cut by a knife. How could he still be the heroic father he remembered in his mind?

"I'm sorry... Chan'er... my father killed you... before... but he was also... unable to control himself at all..."

The head of the Feng family was talking intermittently, but Feng Chan just cried and nodded, "I know, Chan'er knows, dad, please stop talking, Chan'er will definitely find a way to save you, I'll beg the Iron Sword Sect. Lord, I’m going to ask Him to give you the antidote!”

"no, do not want!"

The head of the Feng family quickly grabbed Feng Chan, "No, absolutely... no!"

"But daddy, you..." Feng Chan's eyes were red from crying, and she had never felt such a powerless feeling.

My brother is missing and my father has collapsed. Who can I rely on?

"As long as I'm here and I still need to ask that old guy, I can just take my title as the successor of the Medical Saint!"

Ling Feng gently pressed Feng Chan's shoulders and said in a deep voice: "Second Miss, please calm down for a moment. Although your father's poisonous injury is serious, it cannot trouble me."

The head of the Feng family and Feng Chan looked at Ling Feng at the same time. How old was he? Can he resolve the poison that even the powerful Human Emperor could not suppress?

Also, what does it mean to be a successor to a medical saint?

The head of the Feng family looked at Ling Feng with a dull look, and said in a trembling voice: "This... Young Master, I know my own body well. If you want to help the Feng family, just take Chan'er away and escape." The further... the further away, the better. If you are interested... in Chan'er, then marry her and take care of... her for the rest of my life..."

"Ahem..."

Ling Feng's old face turned red. This guy was really about to die. This was just explaining what happened after his death.

"Master Feng, I said I can save you, and I will of course be able to save you. As for the second young lady, it's better that you take care of her yourself."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly. Why does everyone want to be his father-in-law these days? It's inexplicable...

However, it can be seen that the head of the Feng family really loves his daughter very much and would rather risk his own life to protect his daughter's safety.

Based on this alone, the head of the Feng family is worth saving.

"Mr. Ling, are you really..." Feng Chan glanced at Ling Feng doubtfully. Although Ling Feng had said before that he could try to save her father, her father's injury was so serious that she was the first to do so. Unexpected.

"You can try it."

Ling Feng shook his head. No one believed the truth these days, so he could only be a little more modest.

Otherwise, if you say you are 100% sure, others will just think you are bragging!

Anyway, facts speak louder than words.

"Why……"

The head of the Feng family obviously has no hope for Ling Feng, but he can only treat Ling Feng like a dead horse. If there is such a chance, even if he can only recover a little bit of cultivation, he will risk his life and not give up. Then he was controlled by the master of the Iron Sword Sect and sent his daughter out of this place of right and wrong.

His eldest son Feng Yan has been trapped on Tianluo Island, and he may not be able to escape death in the end. He doesn't want his only daughter to die in vain again.