Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 1472 Don't give me face! (4 more)
"hateful!"

That Druk frowned deeply. Although his strength was considered to be very top-notch among the junior great emperors, there was still a big gap compared to the powerhouses at the level of Heavenly Killer and Ten Absolutely.

Although it has been agreed a long time ago that even if they fail, they only need to refuse to accept the account, but this is also based on the premise of being able to refuse to accept the account.

Now, Ling Feng has snatched the three bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrows by himself, and has escaped safely back to the camp of the Hall of Conquest. It's harder than climbing to the sky.

With Seinfeld in charge, even though Drucker was trembling with anger, he could only swallow his anger.

No way, who told him not to beat Song Feilian!
But at this time, Claire was kicked into the camp of the Hall of Conquest by Ling Feng, and her fate was quite bleak.

The disciples of the Hall of Conquest were stunned for a moment, and then boiled up, bursting into cheers of incomparable excitement.

"Haha, well done!"

"Junior Brother Ling, you are really talented!"

Of course, many people surrounded Claire angrily. That guy had done unforgivable things to the female companions around many people. Now, it's time for an eye for an eye and an eye for an eye!

Ling Feng landed lightly on the ground, glanced at the angry crowd, shrugged his shoulders, and said lightly: "Just do whatever you want, don't give me face!"

As soon as Ling Feng spoke, the disciples of the Hall of Conquest turned red-eyed, and punched and kicked Claire frantically at Claire, who had lost his arm.

"You beast, I have abolished you!"

"Bastard, scum! Everyone gets it and kills him!"

"..."

The angry crowd tried their best one by one, punched and beat Claire until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his face turned pale.

Claire had been dragged off by Ling Feng forcibly, and her vitality was severely injured, and then she was beaten like this, one can imagine the situation.

At the beginning, he was able to yell wildly, and then begged for mercy again and again, but in the end, he was beaten so hard that he couldn't even speak.

This kind of scum has made countless enemies on weekdays. Even if he has not made enemies with him, hearing that he is so vicious towards the female disciples of the Hall of Conquest, everyone would like to smash him to pieces.

"Hahaha...Claire! You fucking have today!"

The crowd parted, and Yuan Ling rushed in furiously, holding the dying Yan Wufeng in his arms.

"Junior Brother Wufeng, I will avenge you! And Junior Sister Yuling, I will avenge you today!"

Yuan Ling handed Yan Wufeng to a disciple next to him, jumped up, fell from the sky, and only heard a "click", and stepped heavily on Claire's crotch.

"what!--"

There was another pig-killing scream, and Claire was beaten to the brink of death, but after being cut off from his children and grandchildren, he still broke out in cold sweat from the pain, and bounced off the ground.

Her lower body has been trampled to pieces, and blood is bubbling out. I'm afraid I'll be useless for the rest of my life.

However, no one thinks this is cruel, and this kind of torture should be used to treat this kind of beast that plays with women and destroys flowers with its hands.

"That's not enough!"

One after another, the disciples rushed forward, kicking the guy in the crotch without saying a word.

After a full quarter of an hour, Claire was lying on the ground dying. This time, even if there is any kind of rejuvenating medical skill, it may not be able to save his life.

Abandoned, completely abolished, has become scum!
There is a kind of pain called just looking at it!

Even Ling Feng, who was standing at a distance, could feel a chill behind him.

After all, the hunting battlefield has not yet officially opened. Although the people were angry, they did not kill Claire completely. But for such a lustful guy, abolishing his life is probably more uncomfortable than killing him. .

"Junior Brother Ling, thank you very much!"

Yuan Ling helped Yan Wufeng to walk in front of Ling Feng, and bowed deeply to him.

Although Claire still couldn't be killed, in a sense, Sun Yuling's revenge had already been avenged.

The rest of the veteran elite disciples who had calmed down re-examined Ling Feng one by one. No matter what, he won three bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrows for the Temple of Conquest, which is a great contribution to the Temple of Conquest!
"You don't have to be polite, brother."

Ling Feng helped Yuan Ling up, and Ling Feng appreciated people who valued love and righteousness very much.

"Since the brothers are almost done fighting, it's time to return this barbarian to the other side, lest it be true that we violated the rules."

Ling Feng looked at Clare, the guy was covered in blood, lying in a pool of blood, there was not a whole piece of good flesh in his body, he was beaten to pieces, and his head was bleeding.

Hey, so it's better to be a low-key person, if you do too many bad things, you will always encounter ghosts!
Frowning, Ling Feng stretched out his hand to pick up Claire, and threw him viciously to the opposite side. When he threw him, he still didn't forget to punch him heavily in the dantian.

As the saying goes, cut the weeds and get rid of the roots.This Claire, after all, is also a strong emperor, if he intends to take revenge, he will be hard to guard against.

Abolishing his dantian is the safest way.

The disciples of the Hall of Conquest all around jumped their eyelids. This "little junior brother" is so vicious at such a young age!

High in the sky, Seinfeld nodded slightly, controlled the wind, and threw Claire into the barbarian camp.

Drucker was trembling with anger, seeing the dying Claire, his dantian was destroyed, his life root was destroyed, it was so miserable, it made no difference whether he wanted his life or not.

But the hateful thing is that he actually lost those three bloodthirsty chasing soul arrows!
"You bastards, you have clearly said not to kill people, but you are so cruel?"

Drucker glared at Seinfeld, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want to tear up the agreement and start a war right there?"

"Hey!"

Before Song Feilian could respond, he saw Ling Feng fly into the sky, grinning and said: "What do you mean by being cruel? Is that guy dead? Didn't some people say just now that you should not pass the responsibility on to someone who is obviously your own waste?" Others. Now that he is inferior to others, how do we want to sanction him, can you control it?"

"you!"

Drucker was so choked that he couldn't speak. This sentence was exactly what Claire said. He almost kicked Yan Wufeng's neck before. Now, Ling Feng retaliated with the original words, making him completely irrefutable.

"Bastard, anyway, you are so ruthless, you must give an explanation! Return my bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrow, and I can stop pursuing it!"

That Drucker couldn't say no to Ling Feng, so he had no choice but to use his power to overwhelm them. Behind him, the soldiers of the barbarians and the geniuses of the demon clan roared loudly one by one, even alarming the high-level officials of both sides.

"Damn it, it's really shameless, you still want to deny it even if you lose!"

"Let your mother's dog fart go! You are the first to kill me!"

"A group of uncivilized barbarians, drinking blood like hair, are no different from monsters!"

"Damn human, do you want to start a war?" A monster genius roared angrily when he heard someone scolding monsters.

"Fight as soon as you fight. Anyway, you have to fight when you enter the hunting battlefield. Why don't you fight today? Damn, do you think our palace of battle is worthless to you!"

The two sides were agitated, and the more they cursed, the more fierce the situation became uncontrollable...

(End of this chapter)