Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

After treating Fairy Qingping and others, Ling Feng sat cross-legged in silence, not bothering to care about the lives of others.

I can still vividly remember how aggressive these guys were and how they gathered together to besiege me.

Although Ling Feng was not a fussy person, he was still not capable of repaying evil with kindness.

The disciples stared at Ling Feng with big eyes and small eyes, wanting to ask Ling Feng to heal them, but they felt like they were stuck in their throats and couldn't say anything no matter what.

To put it bluntly, Ling Feng could bring them out of the swamp and lake, which was already a great mercy. How could they expect Ling Feng to forgive them and treat and detoxify them?

The atmosphere suddenly became silent and strange.

Li Fei gritted her silver teeth, gently pulled Ling Feng's sleeves, and lowered her voice: "Junior Brother Ling, you..."

"I have my own sense of propriety." Ling Feng pursed his lips. Li Fei was too kind-hearted. Seeing how pitiful these people were, she was afraid that she would ask him for help again.

"Junior Brother Ling, I support your decision!"

Chu Tiange snorted softly, understanding Ling Feng's actions very well. If it were him, he would never be able to heal these bastards.

"puff……"

At this time, a disciple who was poisoned by a demon suddenly spat out a mouthful of black poisonous blood. The demon poison had begun to attack his heart, and he could not survive for long.

"Junior Brother Sha!"

Feng Shaoan looked at the disciple who was vomiting blood and couldn't help but clenched his fists.

That disciple was his companion in the team. They had been together through life and death for many years, and they had a life-long friendship. This mission was extremely tragic. He had already lost several companions. This Junior Brother Sha was his last team member. No matter what, he could not just watch his last companion die!

"Ling Feng!"

Feng Shaoan gritted his teeth and walked towards Ling Feng step by step. When he was thirty steps away, he knelt down with a "plop" and kowtowed heavily to Ling Feng.

"Senior Brother Feng!"

"Senior Brother Feng, you..."

Everyone looked at Feng Shaoan in surprise, never expecting that he would sacrifice his dignity for the sake of his companions.

"Junior Brother Ling, please save my companion! Save my companion!"

Feng Shaoan kept kowtowing, his forehead bleeding from the knock, and it was obvious that he was not using his energy to protect his body.

"Why……"

As soon as his figure flashed, Ling Feng appeared in front of Feng Shaoan, held his shoulders, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Feng, you were not among those who besieged me that day. Anyway, since you can do this for your companions, I will save his life."

"Thank you, Junior Brother Ling!" Feng Shaoan raised his head and stared deeply at Ling Feng, with tears glistening in his eyes.

"The man has gold at his knees, Senior Brother Feng, get up!"

Ling Feng helped Feng Shaoan up. Although he did not hesitate to sacrifice his dignity and kneel to himself, in Ling Feng's view, Feng Shaoan was more worthy of respect for being able to kneel down for his companions.

This man can be considered a good man!

Thanks to Ling Feng's wonderful rejuvenation, Feng Shaoan's junior brother Sha naturally saved his life, and Ling Feng even helped heal Feng Shaoan's injuries.

Ling Feng will naturally not be stingy with people who have gained his approval.

"Junior Brother Ling, thank you!"

Feng Shaoan took a deep breath. At this moment, his mood had changed drastically. He was no longer competing with Ling Feng, but looking at himself. The previous arrogance and arrogance were all false.

The real strong person is not in his appearance, but in his heart.

Ling Feng's state of mind is the true posture of a strong man!

In this regard, I am far inferior to him.

"thump!……"

Seeing Ling Feng treating Feng Shaoan's injuries regardless of past grievances, the injured and poisoned disciples all knelt on the ground and begged Ling Feng for treatment.

"Junior Brother Ling, I hope you can put aside the past grudges. It was our fault in the past. We were blind before we attacked you!"

"Junior Brother Ling, please save me! I will definitely be grateful to you in the future and obey your words. Whenever you have an assignment, Junior Brother, I will never refuse!"

"Junior brother, please save my life, I don't want to die, I don't want to die! Cough cough cough..."

…

For a time, those originally arrogant and rude disciples all kowtowed to Ling Feng and begged for mercy, especially those disciples who were infected with the demon poison. At this moment, they were still at least four or five days away from walking out of the Demonic Abyss of Dead Souls. Once the demon poison takes effect, , almost certain death.

Moreover, even if you leave the Demonic Abyss of Dead Souls, there may not be a way to get rid of the demonic poison. Although you can strengthen your mind and stay away from suppression, it will definitely affect your cultivation progress and even make it impossible to achieve a lifelong breakthrough.

Since even a strong man like Feng Shaoan, who is in the third level of extreme, can let go of his pride, what can't they do?

"snort!"

A trace of disdain flashed in Ling Feng's eyes. Feng Shaoan did it for his companions, so he gained his respect, but to put it bluntly, these people were just greedy for life and afraid of death.

However, they all took action anyway. It was only a matter of saving one person, but it was just a matter of effort to save them all.

Of course, "labor fees" are definitely indispensable.

"Haha, fellow seniors, I, Ling Feng, am just a young disciple. I am so virtuous and capable that I ask all senior fellows to kneel down. Please stand up, please stand up. Please stand up."

"Junior Brother Ling, do you mean that you are willing to help us?"

A disciple raised his eyes excitedly and looked at Ling Feng with a look of joy on his face.

"We are all brothers from the same sect, how could I not save him even though he was dead?"

Ling Feng crossed his arms, raised his sword eyebrows, and said loudly: "But to treat diseases and save people, you have to pay the consultation fee first. This is natural, right? If you want me to make a move, it's a fixed price, at least 30,000 sect contribution points or the Deng family's It’s up to you, treasure.”

"Thirty thousand..."

Those disciples felt a pain in their bodies. This number was naturally not a small amount for them, but it was not impossible to pay. It was considered a large price.

"Junior Brother Ling, aren't you making things difficult for us? Just now, Senior Brother Feng didn't... nor..."

"Hmph, Senior Brother Feng is the most powerful person under the Great Emperor. He is worth thirty thousand just for the sound of his head. Are you worth it?"

Ling Feng snorted coldly, "Either pay or get out!"

Naturally, Ling Feng would not have a good attitude towards these guys. If he didn't kill them, would he still think that he was running a charity?

"Why……"

As the saying goes, the situation is stronger than the person. Each of those disciples honestly handed over their contribution points or equivalent treasures of heaven and earth. Ling Feng then took action and treated them one by one.

Ling Feng did not violate medical ethics by taking people's money to eliminate disasters for them. Since he treated him, the disease was naturally cured.

In the end, even Yin Jian gritted his teeth, walked up to Ling Feng, and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Ling, this is the contribution point of thirty thousand sects. With your superb medical skills, can you restore this left eye for me?"

"It turns out to be Senior Brother Yin."

Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose and said with a half-smile: "Isn't it your style to turn a blind eye and close one eye? Why do you need treatment?"

Yin Jian's expression froze, knowing that Ling Feng was mocking him for turning a blind eye and doing nothing when he provoked Su Ming and his disciples.

"Junior Brother Ling, you, sir, had a lot of them. That day, it was... I was wrong!"

Yin Jian looked dejected and secretly cursed that damn Su Ming in his heart for causing trouble. If Ling Feng hadn't been forced away that day, they might not have suffered such heavy losses now.

"Okay, since Senior Brother Yin has said so, if I still worry about it, it will seem that I, Ling Feng, am too stingy."

Ling Feng raised his sword eyebrows and said calmly: "One price, one hundred thousand contribution points!"