Peerless Martial Soul

Chapter 1,772 Sad Farewell!

Ying Chaoyang just grabbed her shoulders!

His Majesty the Emperor of Qin had a smile on his face. He had been worried just now, fearing that Ying Chaoyang would intervene in this matter, but now he was relieved.

So, he looked at Chen Feng and said coldly as if looking at a dead person: "Chen Feng, are you desperate now?"

"The hope that was just raised was that someone could come to save you, but now the hope has been shattered again!"

"Hahahaha, you dare to kill my son, you dare to rebel, I will never tolerate you, you will die the next moment, and I will kill you myself!"

With that said, he walked up to Chen Feng and slowly stretched out his hands.

Ziyue let out a sharp cry, turned around, stared at Ying Chaoyang, and shouted sharply: "Brother, don't let me hate you forever!"

Seeing the anger, fear, despair, and deep sadness in her eyes, Ying Chaoyang's heart trembled.

He said in a deep voice: "Ziyue, you want to save him, right?"

Ziyue screamed: "Of course I want to! I risked my own life to save him! If you just let him go, I will hate you forever!"

Ying Chaoyang took a deep breath and made up his mind to separate them. Otherwise, if his sister is deeply in love, she might do something in the future!

He took a deep breath and said, "Okay, if you want me to agree to save him, that's fine! But you have to agree to one condition!"

Ziyue said: "What are the conditions?"

"Come back to the family with me, and never come to Qin again!" Upon hearing this, Ziyue's body trembled heavily, and a dazed look appeared in her eyes.

Soon, the confusion dissipated and turned into fear. The thought of never seeing Chen Feng again made her feel unspeakably uncomfortable. Her eyes were sour and she wanted to cry.

But she couldn't help it at this time. She gritted her teeth and said: "Okay, brother, I will go back with you, I promise you!"

Ying Chaoyang nodded, stretched out his hand, and pointed out another finger, blocking the Qin Emperor's fist again.

His strength is really ridiculously strong.

The Emperor of Da Qin looked at him in astonishment, but he did not dare to get angry. He forced a smile and said, "Young Master Ying, what do you mean?"

Ying Chaoyang smiled and said: "Chen Feng cannot die, you cannot kill him."

"What?" Even if His Majesty the Emperor of Qin was afraid of him, he was still the king of a country after all. He was accustomed to commanding the world. He was blocked one after another, as if it was a joke. Naturally, he was furious in his heart, and his voice became colder:

"Master Ying, you just said that this is our own business in Great Qin!"

"I said it, but now, I have decided to intervene!" Ying Chaoyang was also smiling, but his smile also became very cold: "What? Your Majesty, do you think I don't have the ability to intervene? Or do you think our winner is not qualified? ?”

When he heard the word "winner", His Majesty the Emperor of Qin suddenly trembled heavily, and his eyes showed a look of extreme fear, almost uncontrollable, as if he had thought of something extremely terrifying.

The anger he had just risen immediately dissipated, leaving nothing behind.

A smile appeared on his face: "Okay, okay, I won't kill, I won't kill."

After saying that, he actually stepped back directly.

The onlookers were stunned: "What kind of powerful existence is this winner? Even His Majesty the Emperor is afraid of this? Could it be that this winner is countless times more powerful than our Great Qin?"

Ying Chaoyang continued: "Not only can't you kill him today, but from today until he leaves Da Qin, you can't do anything. Do you understand?"

His Majesty the Emperor of Qin gritted his teeth, but his attitude remained respectful: "I understand."

"Okay, very good!" Ying Chaoyang smiled slightly, looked at Ziyue, and said, "Ziyue, he has already agreed. Now you can always come with me, right?"

Ziyue took a deep breath and looked at Chen Feng, with infinite tenderness in her eyes.

She reached out and touched Chen Feng's face and said softly: "Chen Feng, I'm leaving!"

Chen Feng looked at him, with deep reluctance and emotion in his eyes. This woman could be said to have given everything she had for him!

But Chen Feng knew that he couldn't keep him.

Suddenly, Ying Ziyue hugged Chen Feng tightly and said in his ear with an extremely small voice: "Chen Feng, I am the daughter of the winner, and our winner is in the East Wasteland!"

"In the Eastern Wasteland, look for the tallest and tallest giant fuso tree. My winner is right under the giant tree!"

"You must come to me!"

"Ziyue, it's time to go!" Ying Chaoyang grabbed Ziyue's hand and dragged her away.

Ziyue looked back at Chen Feng with a look of reluctance, with nostalgia in her eyes.

"By the way, I have this thing for you." Ying Chaoyang suddenly turned around and threw a jade box in his hand to Chen Feng.

He threw it extremely accurately, and the jade box fell into Chen Feng's hands with great accuracy.

He chuckled softly and said: "These days, you have taken care of my sister and kept her from being harmed. I am extremely grateful to you."

"Sister, I have to take you away, but before I leave, I will naturally give you some compensation. This elixir will be somewhat beneficial to your injury, so take it as soon as possible!"

His words were very polite, but his attitude was condescending and arrogant, just like giving alms, which made Chen Feng feel very uncomfortable!

Ying Chaoyang was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something. He turned around, looked at the Emperor of Qin with a smile and said, "The man under your command just now seemed to want to do something to my sister. How can I spare the life of such a person?" exist?"

The Emperor of Qin quickly said with a flattering look on his face: "I will kill him immediately, no, I will let him commit suicide!"

"No need." Ying Chaoyang smiled slightly, suddenly stretched out his right hand and patted the air.

The commander-in-chief Chang Haitao knew that Ying Chaoyang wanted to deal with him, and he had been prepared for it, but his preparations had no effect at all.

After a gentle pat, the next moment, he let out a shrill scream, and his left arm exploded.

He let out a shrill scream and rolled on the ground holding his wound. Ying Chaoyang looked at him and said lightly: "Today is my grandmother's thousandth birthday. If I can avoid killing, I will not kill. Otherwise, I just directly I’ll slap you to death.”

His voice was understated, as if killing Chang Haitao was as simple as crushing a bedbug.

Chang Haitao's face was full of defeat. It was only from this palm that he realized how far apart his own strength was from that of his opponent.

As soon as he heard the words "thousand years old", His Majesty the Emperor of Qin immediately said with a respectful and flattering face: "Oh, it's my fault, I forgot about this."

"In this case, I will prepare a birthday gift for you."