Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

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"At the peak of the Imperial Realm, you have some savings after all, right? Hehe!"

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed. Obviously, the young man he met was not a good person.

"I don't want you to save me, just get out!"

Judging from the greedy eyes of the handsomely dressed young man, he knew that this man had absolutely no intention of saving others.

"If you let me go, will I leave?"

The young man in fine clothes laughed ferociously, and in the next moment, he slashed his hand, and a fiery blade flew out and struck the middle-aged man's arm directly.

laugh!

The scorching flame blade directly cut off the middle-aged man's arm.

"ah!--"

A scream rang out. The middle-aged man was already seriously injured, and his arm was cut off, which made it even worse.

He was covered in cold sweat, and with a pair of angry eyes, he stared at the handsome boy, "You devil! You will not die easily!"

"Hmph!"

The young man in rich clothes stretched out his hand, grabbed the amputated arm, took out the Naling Ring, threw the amputated arm aside casually, counted the wealth inside, frowned and said with disdain: " Another poor guy!"

The truth is that the expression of the old man next to the young man did not change at all.

Obviously, the young man in colorful clothes has never done similar things, and he has become accustomed to it.

"Ah! Ah! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

The middle-aged man was bleeding profusely and was in so much pain that he almost lost his breath. He glared angrily at the young man in fine clothes, "Kill me! Kill me!"

Rather than endure such torture, it would be better to die happily.

"wanna die?"

The young man from Huafu laughed ferociously, "But I won't let you die. I will let you stay here, screaming at the heavens and the earth, waiting for death slowly, hahahaha!"

"Let's go!"

The young man from Washington had a cruel look on his face and turned to leave.

At this moment, a cold air hit him, and the young man from Washington subconsciously pushed back a few steps, while the old man beside him reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword.

But the next moment, he let go of the sword again.

The person who came was just a young man, about the same age as the young man from Washington. In comparison, his cultivation level was slightly inferior.

This kind of opponent doesn't need him to intervene yet.

It was as if a layer of cold fog had descended, and a layer of white frost gradually dispersed, revealing the face of the person who came out.

He was a pale-faced young man with a sinister look between his eyebrows. He looked very thin, as if he would be blown away by the wind.

However, wherever he passed, it actually condensed into frost, giving people the feeling of falling into an ice hell.

"Who are you to meddle in my young master's business?"

The young man in rich clothes cursed loudly, pointed at his nose and said: "You ant, do you know who I am? I am a descendant of the Gods of the Blue Fire Tribe. You despicable thing, why don't you get out of here?" !”

If Ling Feng were here, he would definitely recognize that this young master of the Azure Fire Clan was actually the playboy who tried to rob the ghost doctor Chang Baicao outside Yueling City that day.

The old man beside him is the saint-level strongman responsible for protecting him.

Last time, in order to save his life, the old man cut off his arm. But this time, his left arm was intact and reconnected.

In a short period of time, as long as the arm is preserved intact, it is not difficult to reconnect the severed limbs.

"I don't care who you are. It doesn't matter if you don't save people. It doesn't matter if you search and plunder. But you want to push people to a desperate situation. It's too much to harm others without benefiting yourself!"

The pale man had a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Excessive?"

The dandy young master laughed, "Boy, there is something even more extreme, do you want to try it too!"

The pale-faced man clenched his fists and looked at the old man next to the young master of the Fire Tribe, with a solemn look on his face.

Although the playboy young master is nothing to worry about, the old man is very troublesome.

With a thought, a silver light floated behind the young man, and it turned out to be the Silver War Spirit!

"Silver fighting spirit?"

The old man next to the dandy young master finally showed a hint of dignity, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Young master, it is better to do less than to do more, let's go!"

"Why are we walking? I still want to teach this blind boy a lesson!"

The dandy young master had a fierce look on his face, "Since he doesn't understand, there is no need to live in this world!"

"Why!"

The white-haired old man sighed, shook his head, and said no more.

Although the young man opposite has a silver fighting spirit, with his strength, he will not capsize in the gutter.

"Die!"

The dandy young master let out a low roar and punched out. Blue flames enveloped the fist, and he unleashed an extremely domineering and fiery punch.

At this moment, a fierce wind swept over. For a moment, the handsome young master felt as if he had hit an ancient sacred mountain. A force of brute force rolled back, and the power of shock caused wanton destruction. It exploded inside him.

"puff!"

The dandy young master had one arm completely broken. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and was knocked away.

The next moment, a white shadow flew over and landed next to the pale-faced young man.

"Brother Xiao, I didn't expect to see you here!"

Come, naturally it is Ling Feng.

Just now, Ling Feng was rescuing people nearby when he saw a dazzling silver light coming from here, which was Xiao Hen's silver fighting spirit.

He immediately flew over, but was surprised to find that he had met an "old friend"!

This young master of the Azure Fire Tribe really has a bad streak!

"Brother Ling! Why are you here?"

When Xiao Hen saw Ling Feng, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. Obviously, he didn't expect to meet Ling Feng here.

"We'll talk about this later. Let's get rid of the current trouble first."

Ling Feng pursed his lips and glanced at the young master of the Azure Fire Tribe.

"You brat, it's you again!"

The young master of the Azure Fire Tribe showed a ferocious look on his face, and gritted his teeth and said: "It just so happens that I haven't said the same tone as last time. I have to cut you into pieces this time in order to eliminate the hatred in my heart. !”

"Haha, I think you care about eating rather than fighting."

Ling Feng shrugged, "Why, you weren't beaten enough by me last time? You want to try my fist again?"

"you!"

The expression of the young master of the Azure Fire Tribe changed, "Last time it was just my carelessness. You, a loser, also wanted to..."

Suddenly, the young master of the Fire Tribe's eyelids twitched. Ling Feng's aura had suddenly reached the imperial realm.

Obviously last time, he felt that Ling Feng's aura was very weak. He should be the kind of pure body-refining monk, right?

Xiao Hen on the side also showed a hint of surprise, "Brother Ling, your seal?"

"Already untied."

Ling Feng smiled faintly and looked at the idiot young master again, "Why, are you scared by me?"

Ling Feng raised his sword eyebrows and looked at the white-haired old man. This idiot young master was no threat to him at all, but this old man was a bit troublesome.

"Elder Sword, quickly! Kill him quickly! Kill that kid!"

The dandy young master was so angry that he suddenly remembered that he had a helper, and immediately gave orders to the old man beside him.

The old man took a deep breath, stared at Ling Feng, pondered for a moment, and then slowly said: "I wonder what Xiaoxiaoer..."

"Why, old guy, when you hear Xiaoxiao'er's name, are you so scared that your legs weaken?"

Ling Feng laughed loudly, "I want to say that Senior Xiaoxiao'er is nearby. Not only him, but also Blood Demon Shou, Shura Cooking Saint, and Crazy Wu Lang. They are all nearby. What do you want?"