Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng tried his best to keep himself calm. His cold eyes were fixed on Agui. The aura that was as terrifying as the Nine Nether Prison almost scared Agui to death.

"Where is Feng Yan now?"

Ling Feng asked in a cold voice.

"Because Senior Brother Lin Mu and Senior Brother Ling have given orders, Xiao... Xiao Xiao did not dare to neglect them. After Qin Wuyang drove away Young Master Feng and the others, Xiao Xiao arranged them in other inns. Xiao... Xiao Xiao will do this now. Take you there!”

That Agui was so frightened that he peed his pants and said tremblingly.

Ling Feng finally calmed down a little, his eyes were still cold, and he slowly said two words: "Lead the way!"

Agui wiped the sweat from his forehead. As an outside disciple who was inferior to the outside disciples, he didn't dare to offend both sides. It was really difficult to be a human being when he was caught in the middle!

"Please...please come with me!"

Under Agui's leadership, Ling Feng and Yu Junyao quickly followed him to a relatively simple inn in the west of the city. Naturally, the conditions of Xianyao Pavilion were completely incomparable.

At the beginning, Ling Feng promised to regenerate Feng Yan's severed limbs, so he arranged for him to live in Tiebing City. Unexpectedly, due to his negligence, Feng Yan was expelled.

At present, Xianyao Pavilion obviously still has vacancies. The reason why Qin Wuyang targeted Feng Yan was because Feng Yan and the others wanted to vent their anger on Ling Feng.

This kind of shameless rat knows that he can't deal with himself, so he takes it out on his friends. He is simply a scum!

Before entering the guest room where Feng Yan lived, Ling Feng heard a sinister voice from a distance, with a hint of obscenity. Jie Jie smiled strangely and said: "Little girl, what's the point of following such a cripple? Why don't you follow me! I am an inner disciple of the Blazing Sun Temple. Do you know that the eight halls of the Dongling Immortal Pond are the upper three halls of the three major temples. If you follow me, I will ensure that you enter the Dongling Immortal Pond. He can even become an inner disciple, and from then on he will be high and be worshiped and respected by countless people!"

"Yingying, don't listen to him!"

Then, another familiar voice came, which seemed to be that of the fat man.

"You scum of Donglingxianchi, you will be dead when Ling Feng comes back! Ah——"

Fatty Huang cursed, but soon, he seemed to be hit by a punch, and let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.

"Humph, Ling Feng?"

The cold voice sounded again, "It's okay that you didn't mention Ling Feng. Since you mentioned him, I might as well tell you. This time he left the sect, whether he can come back alive is still a question? Do you think he can still Protect you?"

boom!

There was another loud noise, and Fatty Huang let out another scream, accompanied by the screams of Lan Yingying and Feng Yan.

"Asshole, Brother Ling won't die so easily! He will definitely come back!"

Feng Yan clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger. Not to mention that he had lost an arm now, even in his prime, he would never be a match for Qin Wuyang.

After all, Qin Wuyang is an extreme human emperor!

"Hahaha!" Qin Wuyang laughed loudly, "Naive, so naive! Don't say he can't come back, even if he comes back, he can..."

"Even if you come back, so what?"

At this moment, a cold voice interrupted Qin Wuyang.

Qin Wuyang's eyelids jumped when he heard this voice.

Why does this voice sound familiar?

There was a thump in his heart, and when he looked back, his whole body suddenly trembled.

"You...you...Ling Feng?"

"Brother Ling! (Master Ling!)"

When Feng Yan, Fatty Huang, and Lan Yingying saw Ling Feng's return, their eyes shone with excitement.

He is back!

Like a king, returning in glory!

"Qin Wuyang, you just said, I'm back, how will I stay?"

Ling Feng stared at Qin Wuyang coldly. At this moment, he was stepping on Fatty Huang with one foot, and he was followed by several disciples from Donglingxianchi. With a large number of people, he was bullying the weak, so powerful!

When Qin Wuyang saw Ling Feng, the three souls scared away the seven souls.

The current Ling Feng was no longer the little outer disciple who had just joined the Dongling Immortal Pond and could be manipulated by Elder Qingxuan.

Ling Feng is now one of the top ten young emperors and one of the top ten Heavenly Killers. He became famous in one battle at Longxiao Holy Mountain and became a peak-level genius in the Eastern Spiritual Realm.

Ling Feng has long been someone he can only look up to.

"Ling...Senior Brother Ling, I was just joking!"

The corners of Qin Wuyang's mouth kept trembling, and he cursed in his heart: His uncle had clearly said that the Blood Shadow Alliance had dispatched a blood-lettered killer, how come Ling Feng was still alive? (PS: Elder Qingxuan is Qin Wuyang’s uncle.)

"Are you kidding me?"

Ling Feng walked towards Qin Wuyang step by step. Every step was almost like a heavy hammer, making Qin Wuyang tremble with fear.

Behind Ling Feng, Yu Junyao watched this scene with interest, as if she wanted to see how Ling Feng would handle this matter.

"Of course...it's just a joke."

Qin Wuyang was shaking violently, and said quickly: "Senior Brother Ling, I... I have official business. Xianyao Pavilion can only be occupied by candidates who have passed the assessment. I act according to the rules of Xianchi. Did I do something wrong? "?"

"The rules of the fairy pond?"

Ling Feng stared at Qin Wuyang coldly, fortunately he could still say such a thing.

"So, that also includes you coming here to humiliate and beat my friends?"

Ling Feng's eyes became more and more cold. Qin Wuyang felt like he was thrown into the Nine Nether Hell. Sometimes he was on fire, sometimes he was frozen to the bone. His clothes were almost soaked with sweat.

"Plop!"

The next moment, Qin Wuyang knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Feng Yan and others to apologize, "Sirs, please be generous and treat me as a fart!"

"Hmph, in order to survive, you don't even want your dignity?"

Ling Feng smiled coldly, "Is this the so-called inner sect disciple? High above, admired by thousands of people?"

Qin Wuyang didn't dare to say anything more, but kept kowtowing and begging for mercy. He knew very well that with Ling Feng's current strength, even the young emperor would be killed at will. With his strength, he was probably not much stronger than an ant in front of Ling Feng.

At this time, Ling Feng had already walked in front of Qin Wuyang, squatted down, squatted in front of Qin Wuyang, stretched out his hand to pinch Qin Wuyang's shoulder blade, and said coldly: "Other things, I can think you are just joking, but there are some things that I am very interested in!" Ling Feng stared coldly at Qin Wuyang, Qin Wuyang's heart skipped a beat, and his whole body trembled even more. "I am very curious, why do you think I can't come back alive?" Ling Feng looked at Qin Wuyang with a smile, but this smile, in Qin Wuyang's view, was as scary as a devil. No, it was scarier than a devil!