Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

"Yang Zhen!"

Ling Feng grabbed Yang Zhen's lapel, lifted him up high, and said coldly: "You are a killer with a high status. You are the one who brought this end to yourself. You can't blame others! "

Yang Zhen coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and said with a sad smile: "Winners and losers, Ling Feng, you win today, but that doesn't mean you are qualified... Ahem, you are qualified to teach me a lesson!"

"Teach you a lesson? Do you deserve it?"

Ling Feng raised his eyes, stared at Yang Zhen, took a deep breath, and finally shook his head. He just smashed his Dantian with a palm, turning him into a complete waste, but he did not kill him directly!

He still carries the lives of many fellow disciples on his body. To leave him alone today is not a sign of mercy. His life must be left to the hands of many disciples of the Conquest Hall to survive together!

"You...you actually ruined my cultivation!"

Yang Zhen's Dantian was crippled, his strength dissipated little by little, and he was trembling all over. Without his cultivation, he was no longer a killer, but a pitiful worm!

He would rather die than be a useless person!

"Hmph, letting you die like this is too easy for you! Let Mrs. Xu decide how to deal with it!"

Ling Feng snorted softly and pulled Yang Zhen out of the water. Yang Zhen just cursed wildly. As the strength passed, his voice became weaker and he finally fell into coma.

At this moment, he was severely injured. Both his consciousness and Dantian were basically destroyed by Ling Feng. He would never have the chance to set foot in martial arts forever.

"call……"

Jumping to the shore, Ling Feng let out a sigh of relief. This battle was really not easy to win!

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the other side.

Song Feilian's strength was not weak to begin with, and with the three bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrows lent to him by Ling Feng, the result was self-evident.

After an extremely arduous and brutal battle, the disciples of the Hall of War finally gained the upper hand. Among the demon clan, including the great emperor of the fox clan Ye Qingxue, there were less than five people left, still suffering. Hard support.

However, even Ye Qingxue was completely suppressed by the power of the bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrow, and could only dodge wildly. Otherwise, it would be no joke to be hit by the blood-thirsty soul-chasing arrow shot by Song Feilian.

"On the battlefield here, we barely have the upper hand, but what really determines the outcome is the situation on Junior Brother Ling's side!"

An extremely solemn look flashed in Song Feilian's eyes, and he didn't know whether Ling Feng, facing Yang Zhen and Winter alone, could kill them as he said.

After all, those are two elementary emperors at the "Ten Ultimate Heavenly Killing" level!

If it were him, Song Feilian, with his speed, he could only say that he could escape from these two men with a certain degree of certainty. As for counterattack, he wouldn't even dare to think about it.

"I think that Yang Zhen and Winter have not returned yet, and the two sides should still be fighting hard. That kid can actually persist for such a long time under the joint efforts of Winter and Yang Zhen. It is incredible. "

Donghuang Xuanyi showed a little worry on his face, but compared to that, he was more willing to believe that Ling Feng had once again created a miracle.

At this moment, someone looked up at the sky and saw a white shadow flying from the far east.

"It's Junior Brother Ling!"

One person with sharp eyes exclaimed, and then all the disciples in the Hall of War became excited.

The person who came back was Ling Feng, so that meant that Ling Feng won!

Ling Feng, with his own strength, fought against Yang Zhenwente alone and actually won!

"Hahaha! Junior Brother Ling wins!"

"Junior brother Ling is awesome!"

"He...actually won!"

Feng Ling's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance. This man was indeed a monster!

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Sein Feilian shouted "Hello" three times in a row, which showed his inner excitement.

"This boy!"

Donghuang Xuanyi shook his head and smiled bitterly, completely convinced in his heart. There are talents from generation to generation, and a new generation is better than the old one!

On the contrary, on the other side, the faces of the few remaining members of the Demon Clan were not very good-looking.

"This kid can actually kill Winter and that Yang Zhen!"

Ye Qingxue clenched her silver teeth, feeling a trace of fear in her heart. Now, in addition to Song Feilian, there was an even more evil and terrifying Ling Feng on the side of the Palace of War.

If they continue to fight, the fate that their demon tribe will face is probably to be wiped out.

With a flash of figure, Ling Feng flew into the camp of the disciples of the Hall of War.

It seems that the three bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrows he lent have indeed had a considerable effect. On the whole, the disciples of the Temple of War have not suffered much damage. On the contrary, the demon clan has begun to retreat thirty meters ahead. The valley outside has basically fallen into the final stage of stubborn resistance.

"Junior Brother Ling!"

"Junior Brother Ling!"

A disciple from the Hall of Conquest came forward to greet him very cordially. No matter he was an Extreme Human Emperor or a junior emperor, he put down his so-called airs.

Ling Feng is already their hero! His single strength completely turned the tide of the war around!

There are even some who secretly drum in their hearts, thinking that Ling Feng had sinned in the past, and now that Ling Feng has become so strong, will the future settle the score?

After pouting, Ling Feng just nodded slightly. He was not a stingy person, and naturally he did not take the trouble and contempt these disciples had shown him seriously.

"Junior Brother Ling! You did a great job this time, and you deserve the most credit!"

Song Feilian patted Ling Feng's shoulder heavily, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

In a sense, Ling Feng is fully qualified to be among the top ten in the world.

Moreover, the ranking should be above him!

"Let's not talk about this for now."

Ling Feng threw the unconscious Yang Zhen to the ground and said calmly: "This is the traitor Yang Zhen. I have destroyed his Dantian. As for how to deal with it, let all the senior brothers decide!"

"Yang Zhen!"

Song Feilian glared at Yang Zhen, but when he saw that he was covered in blood, his cultivation was ruined, and one of his arms was cut off, he shook his head and said slowly: "This matter will be left to Mrs. Xu to decide after we get out. Right now, those demon clans have not been completely eliminated!”

Ling Feng nodded and continued to kill Winter and cripple Yang Zhen. He had already let go of the evil in his heart. As for Yang Zhen's final fate, Ling Feng didn't care anymore.

"These are your three bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrows and the Yueyao Tianwang bow. Now the originals are returned."

Song Feilian handed the bow and arrow back to Ling Feng. It must be said that it was with these three magic arrows that the Zhan Zhan Palace could maintain a situation of almost zero casualties. In any case, they had firmly secured the victory, and only the last remaining The final stage.

"Um."

Ling Feng retracted his bow and arrow and looked far away at the last position of the demon clan. It was indeed a wise move for both sides to have a temporary truce.

The so-called trapped beast still fights. In the art of war, the best way is to not attack when trapped. Once the trapped beast completely loses its fighting spirit, you can attack it with all your strength. On the contrary, if the opponent is forced into a desperate situation and the opponent fights with his last resort, he will have to pay a high price if he wants to win.

After all, the opponent still has Ye Qingxue, so it is indeed not advisable to push the opponent too hard.

However, this situation will be completely changed at this moment!

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