Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

quiet!

There was such silence that you could almost hear a pin drop.

Whether it was the elite members of the Iron Blood Alliance, the inner disciples standing on Ling Feng's side, or the onlookers, as well as the deacons and elders who were hiding in the dark and watching, they all stood there blankly.

Is this really a warrior in the Qi Condensation Realm?

The elites of the Iron Blood Alliance who followed Jing Wuxue in a fierce attack did not even dare to step forward and help Jing Wuxue up.

Everyone was stunned, shocked and scared!

Lin Xian'er's eyelids were twitching wildly, and her heart was once again filled with turmoil.

She asked herself that she could easily defeat Jing Wuxue, but she was at the seventh level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, while Ling Feng was only at the Qi Condensation Realm!

"call!"

Ling Feng stood proudly, raised the sword blade in his hand, and blew it gently.

Blowing blood off the blade.

These blood stains are all the blood on Jing Wuxue's body.

Every sword hole on his body penetrated three thirds of his body, just enough to cut through the tendons without killing him immediately.

His way of death will be to bleed out his blood.

Jing Wu Xue will soon live up to its name and truly become "bloodless".

brutal!

How cruel!

Seeing Ling Feng's bone-chilling gaze, the elite members of the Iron Blood Alliance softened their legs and fell to their knees.

No one dared to help Jing Wuxue. Those arrogant Jagged Alliance elites were all like lap dogs, begging for mercy.

Some kept kowtowing, some slapped themselves hard, and some cursed Jing Wuxue, saying that they were no longer willing to follow Jing Wuxue's evildoings.

All in all, in the face of Ling Feng's overwhelming power, those so-called true disciples were all frightened out of their wits.

"You deserve it! Let you scum bully the weak!"

"Jing Wuxue, you bastard, you have today! Hahaha..."

"Master Uncle Lingfeng did a good job, these guys should be taught this kind of lesson!"

"..."

No one would sympathize with Jing Wuxue. Everyone wanted to beat these sect worms.

"Is this my fate..."

Jing Wuxue felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, and the blood in his body seemed to be draining away.

When he was on the verge of death, he realized that he had turned into a street rat, and everyone wanted to kill him.

He suddenly remembered that when he was a boy, he, like Ling Feng, was supported by everyone and was the goal and role model for all young disciples.

The junior brothers and sisters shouted "Senior Brother Jing" and "Senior Brother Jing" from the heart, how sincere and how beautiful!

"That time... how wonderful it was!"

There was a trace of tears in Jing Wuxue's eyes. At the last moment of his life, he repented.

"Boom!"

The broken body fell heavily to the ground, the blood had dried up, and with a bloodless sound, Jing ended.

However, no one would sympathize with him, and would even want to step on him or spit on him.

…

"Oh no, boss, something big has happened!"

Wenxian Sect, the main peak of Liuxian, Li Liang hurriedly rushed into the quiet room where the leader Lin Canglang was meditating.

"Elder Li, you are in a hurry, what do you mean?"

Lin Canglang opened his eyes slightly, a trace of displeasure flashed across his face. He had just sent his daughter away and was now studying the basic sword manual that Lin Xianer brought him.

"Head, there's a fight... there's a fight between Ling Feng and your true disciple Jing Wuxue!"

Li Liang was out of breath due to the rush of running.

"What, that kid Ling Feng is back!" During the half month that Ling Feng disappeared, Lin Canglang also tried to summon Ling Feng several times, but he was never in the sect. He only thought that Ling Feng was Went out for training.

But unexpectedly, as soon as Ling Feng came back, he would have a conflict with his only true disciple. (PS: Lin Canglang originally had two true disciples. The second disciple, Yun Zheng, was killed by Lin Canglang himself because of Ling Feng.)

"Damn it, why is Ling Feng so stupid that he dares to provoke Jing Wuxue!" Lin Canglang immediately began to worry about Ling Feng's life. It was not that he cared about Ling Feng, but that Ling Feng had not yet mastered Duanmu Qingshan's sword manual. Get it back for yourself. If Ling Feng was killed by Jing Wuxue now, wouldn't he have failed in his efforts?

"What's going on?" Lin Canglang stood up suddenly, "Forget it, let's talk as we walk, where are they, lead me to them quickly!"

"They were confronting each other in front of the Iron Blood Tower of the Iron Blood Alliance. When I heard the news, I came to inform the leader immediately." Li Liang said as he quickly led the way.

"I hope Wu Xue can control his temper and never do stupid things! Otherwise, even his direct disciple, I will kill him with one blow!"

Lin Canglang clenched his fists and secretly cursed Ling Feng for being such a troublemaker. He had never stopped doing this since he joined the sect.

Little did he know that it was not Ling Feng that he should be worried about, but his own disciple.

With Lin Canglang's flying speed, they had already reached their destination in less than half a cup of tea.

However, when he arrived, it was already too late.

The first thing he saw was that Jing Wuxue had more than a dozen sword holes all over his body, and then with a "thud", he fell to the ground and died.

"How can it be?"

Lin Canglang's eyelids twitched wildly. He knew Jing Wuxue's talent and strength very well. Even though he had neglected his sword practice recently and gave up on himself, he was still a real tenth-level pulse condensator!

Li Liang's face turned pale with fear.

Jing Wuxue's strength is not inferior to others. If Ling Feng can kill Jing Wuxue, doesn't it mean that Ling Feng can also kill him!

Now Ling Feng has begun to lose control, and he is afraid that he has completely become a tiger.

"This..." Lin Canglang clenched his fists. After a brief moment of confusion, an unknown anger surged in his chest.

Thirteen years after he took over as the leader, he only accepted two true disciples, all of whom died because of Ling Feng. It is absolutely impossible to say that he has no anger in his heart.

With a flash of his figure, Lin Canglang passed through the dense crowd. When he saw a large group of true disciples kneeling at Ling Feng's feet, kowtowing and begging for mercy, he felt annoyed again.

What is all this? Dozens of true disciples in the late stages of Pulse Condensation Realm, were frightened like this by Ling Feng?

I asked the disciples of the Immortal Sect, do they have no backbone at all?

Seeing the leader and the elder arriving in person, all the disciples knelt down and bowed in salute: "See the leader, see Elder Li!"

Only Ling Feng stood proudly and had no intention of kneeling down to salute.

Lin Canglang flicked his sleeves and scanned the entire audience. He immediately locked on Ling Feng. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes and he said in a deep voice: "Ling Feng, what is going on? Why don't you tell me? It’s clear, don’t blame me for serving you today!”

Ling Feng took a deep breath, bowed slightly to Lin Canglang, and said calmly: "Master, the Iron Blood Alliance oppresses the disciples and is tyrannical. I have been asking the Immortal Sect for many years to cause trouble. Is it possible that the master still doesn't know this?"

"You!" Lin Canglang's eyes narrowed. He naturally knew about the Iron Blood Alliance, but because Jing Wuxue was his direct disciple, he turned a blind eye.

What's more, he was only focused on how to seize the "Sword Sutra" from Duanmu Qingshan, so how could he care about the lives of ordinary disciples?

"Ling Feng, what do you mean?"

Lin Canglang felt a surge of anger in his chest. He had discovered that Ling Feng had lost control. However, fortunately, he had already poisoned Ling Feng with golden silkworm poison, so he was not afraid that he would dare to turn against him.

"Report to the leader, I know what happened!"

Just as the atmosphere became more solemn, a handsome "young man" stood up from the crowd and spoke loudly.

"Huh?" Lin Canglang frowned, feeling annoyed. He was questioning Ling Feng, but an ordinary disciple dared to stand up and interrupt. It was simply presumptuous.

However, when he saw the appearance of the "young man", the corners of his eyes suddenly twitched.

This extremely handsome young man is actually his own daughter, Lin Xianer!

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