Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art
Chapter 1489 The situation is not good!
Chapter 1489 The situation is not good! (4 more)
"Want to run? Die to me!!!"
Yang Zhen pursued and killed Ling Feng like crazy with murderous intent.
Ling Feng didn't dare to fight recklessly, so he could only keep urging Lei Shenying to retreat, and boundless murderous intent enveloped him. From time to time, a few gusts of wind and sword energy scraped against Ling Feng's body, leaving deep scars visible on the bone.
This Yang Zhen is completely crazy.
"Crazy enough! Brother Yang!"
With a low growl, it exploded like thunder on the ground. After all, Song Feilian couldn't continue to acquiesce to Yang Zhen's crazy behavior. He slapped Yang Zhen heavily with his big hand.
This move seemed powerful, but in fact it was just to force Yang Zhen back and prevent him from chasing and killing Ling Feng.
Unexpectedly, that Yang Zhen made a backhand palm, shattering the strength of Song Feilian's palm, and at the same time, he swept across with his sword, and a bloody sword energy rubbed against Ling Feng's back fiercely, almost knocking Ling Feng down from the sky.
"Yang Zhen, it's not a gentleman not to take revenge! Just wait!"
Ling Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, and with the last sliver of strength, he cast "Thousand Shadows", his body turned into thousands of rays of light, and disappeared in place.
At the same time, Song Feilian stepped forward, saw that Yang Zhen was still chasing Ling Feng, waved his big hand, held Yang Zhen tightly, and said coldly, "Why are you so crazy?"
"Senior Brother Song, this person is a traitor at all. I will clean up the traitor, what's the problem!"
Yang Zhen stared at Song Feilian and said with hatred.
"Traitor?" Sein Feilian was furious, "If you joined forces with me just now, Wen Te is already a prisoner at this moment, I want to ask you, are you suitable for hard work!"
"I!"
Yang Zhen clenched his fists, "Hmph! I have my own intentions!"
"Forget it!" Song Feilian shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "Since that's the case, I don't think Junior Brother Yang will need me as your burden. You can do whatever you want."
After finishing speaking, Song Feilian soared into the sky, and said loudly: "All disciples, those who want to leave with me, stand up!"
As soon as Song Feilian spoke, more than half of the disciples immediately expressed their willingness to leave with Song Feilian. As for Yang Zhen, his abnormality was no longer reliable.
In the end, there were only about 30 disciples left, who were still following Yang Zhen. They were all trusted disciples cultivated by Yang Zhen in the Hall of Conquest, and they were extremely loyal to him.
Among them, Yu Wenliang was even included!
"Hmph! Let's go, let's go, let's go!"
Yang Zhen snorted coldly, he didn't have the guts to intercept Song Feilian, so he could only flick his sleeves and return to the camp he had set up before, but even now, he is still not planning to evacuate here!
Song Feilian shook his head, no longer had any hope for this Yang Zhen, and flew away from the valley with about fifty disciples.
Donghuang Xuanyi flew to Song Feilian's side, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Song, what should we do now? Now our disciples are seriously scattered. If we encounter barbarians or monsters, I'm afraid we can only be slaughtered."
"Yang Zhen is indeed too abnormal this time. At this point, Junior Brother Donghuang, you send a few disciples to gather up some disciples who left before. Let's first camp on a mountain top in the east, where the view is slightly wider. If something happens, you can find it immediately.”
"In addition, Ling Feng has already seen all the enemy's plans, so we must join him as soon as possible."
"Hmm." Donghuang Xuanyi nodded. He did have some small prejudices against Ling Feng before, but when it comes to the big issue of right and wrong, he still can't understand the situation.
However, at this moment, Ling Feng's situation is very bad.
No, it should be said that it is very bad!
"puff!"
Hundreds of miles away, Ling Feng finally appeared, and opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood.
Yang Zhen's last sword almost split his body in half. If it wasn't for his high attainments in body training and physical strength far exceeding that of ordinary monks, he might really have to give up his life this time.
"Yang Zhen, you'd better pray that you don't fall into my hands, or I will put you in a dilemma!"
Ling Feng took a deep breath, took out some elixir and took it, barely suppressing the injury. Yang Zhen's strength was indeed terrifying, and he needed at least three days of breathing adjustment to fully recover.
However, fate made a joke with Ling Feng.
At this moment, two piercing sounds suddenly came from a distance, and it was so hard to die, that Emperor Wen Te and Drucker also flew in this direction together.
"Damn it, my life is really hanging by a thread this time!"
Just as Drucker was in shock, he almost died in the hands of Seinfeld.
"Hmph, luckily the crystal scarab sent back the message this time, otherwise I wouldn't be able to arrive in time to save you."
Wen Te took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Fortunately, I have already planted a hidden weapon in the Hall of Conquest. Otherwise, if Yang Zhen joins hands with Song Feilian, I will be in danger."
Ling Feng was about to run away subconsciously, but when he heard the conversation between Winter and Drucker, he couldn't help listening.
Their ensuing conversation will very likely reveal who is the traitor in the Temple of Conquest.
"That dark chess piece is..."
Just when Emperor Wen Te was about to speak, suddenly, the voice stopped abruptly, that Wen Te yelled violently, and immediately slapped a huge boulder in the distance.
After the boulder, of course it was Ling Feng!
"It's careless!"
Ling Feng secretly called it unlucky, if he was normally able to hide his aura very well, but at this moment he was seriously injured and his energy and blood were disordered, so he couldn't hide his aura well at all.
Ordinary people may not be able to spot it, but Wen Te, after all, is a monster-level emperor powerhouse!
"Boy, it's you!"
Winter's eyelids twitched, and he stared at Ling Feng coldly, with boundless murderous intent, covering him.
"It's true that there is a way to heaven and you don't go, and there is no door to hell, you break in!"
The muscles on Drucker's face twisted, "Boy, take your life!"
Ling Feng's pupils shrank suddenly. With his current state, he might not be able to resist any emperor's attack, not to mention that the opponents are Wen Te and Drucker!
Unlucky, really unlucky!
It's no wonder that Ling Feng's previous escape route subconsciously flew out to the place where the monsters were suppressed, and Drucker and the other two just happened to return the same way. In this case, it was very difficult for them not to encounter them.
Facing the vicious Drucker, Ling Feng didn't dare to confront him head-on, purple in his eyes flickered, and he quickly cast the petrified pupil, which was enough to delay three breaths, and within three breaths, Ling Feng had already opened a distance.
Then, Ling Feng quickly took out the bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrow. Although he was very weak at the moment and the power of the soul-chasing arrow he shot was limited, it could be delayed for a while.
"Do you still want to repeat the old trick?"
Emperor Wen Te let out a cold snort, and his figure soared into the sky. Suddenly, billowing black air swept across him, and his whole body was like an ancient god and demon. With a wave of his hand, he was about to destroy the world.
"Give me death!"
In Wen Te's eyes, there was a cold killing intent. If Ling Feng hadn't interfered, their plan would have been seamless, but at this moment, even if the monster was awakened, it would not be able to cause a catastrophe to the disciples of the Hall of Conquest.
And all of this must be counted on Ling Feng's head!
(End of this chapter)
"Want to run? Die to me!!!"
Yang Zhen pursued and killed Ling Feng like crazy with murderous intent.
Ling Feng didn't dare to fight recklessly, so he could only keep urging Lei Shenying to retreat, and boundless murderous intent enveloped him. From time to time, a few gusts of wind and sword energy scraped against Ling Feng's body, leaving deep scars visible on the bone.
This Yang Zhen is completely crazy.
"Crazy enough! Brother Yang!"
With a low growl, it exploded like thunder on the ground. After all, Song Feilian couldn't continue to acquiesce to Yang Zhen's crazy behavior. He slapped Yang Zhen heavily with his big hand.
This move seemed powerful, but in fact it was just to force Yang Zhen back and prevent him from chasing and killing Ling Feng.
Unexpectedly, that Yang Zhen made a backhand palm, shattering the strength of Song Feilian's palm, and at the same time, he swept across with his sword, and a bloody sword energy rubbed against Ling Feng's back fiercely, almost knocking Ling Feng down from the sky.
"Yang Zhen, it's not a gentleman not to take revenge! Just wait!"
Ling Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, and with the last sliver of strength, he cast "Thousand Shadows", his body turned into thousands of rays of light, and disappeared in place.
At the same time, Song Feilian stepped forward, saw that Yang Zhen was still chasing Ling Feng, waved his big hand, held Yang Zhen tightly, and said coldly, "Why are you so crazy?"
"Senior Brother Song, this person is a traitor at all. I will clean up the traitor, what's the problem!"
Yang Zhen stared at Song Feilian and said with hatred.
"Traitor?" Sein Feilian was furious, "If you joined forces with me just now, Wen Te is already a prisoner at this moment, I want to ask you, are you suitable for hard work!"
"I!"
Yang Zhen clenched his fists, "Hmph! I have my own intentions!"
"Forget it!" Song Feilian shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "Since that's the case, I don't think Junior Brother Yang will need me as your burden. You can do whatever you want."
After finishing speaking, Song Feilian soared into the sky, and said loudly: "All disciples, those who want to leave with me, stand up!"
As soon as Song Feilian spoke, more than half of the disciples immediately expressed their willingness to leave with Song Feilian. As for Yang Zhen, his abnormality was no longer reliable.
In the end, there were only about 30 disciples left, who were still following Yang Zhen. They were all trusted disciples cultivated by Yang Zhen in the Hall of Conquest, and they were extremely loyal to him.
Among them, Yu Wenliang was even included!
"Hmph! Let's go, let's go, let's go!"
Yang Zhen snorted coldly, he didn't have the guts to intercept Song Feilian, so he could only flick his sleeves and return to the camp he had set up before, but even now, he is still not planning to evacuate here!
Song Feilian shook his head, no longer had any hope for this Yang Zhen, and flew away from the valley with about fifty disciples.
Donghuang Xuanyi flew to Song Feilian's side, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Song, what should we do now? Now our disciples are seriously scattered. If we encounter barbarians or monsters, I'm afraid we can only be slaughtered."
"Yang Zhen is indeed too abnormal this time. At this point, Junior Brother Donghuang, you send a few disciples to gather up some disciples who left before. Let's first camp on a mountain top in the east, where the view is slightly wider. If something happens, you can find it immediately.”
"In addition, Ling Feng has already seen all the enemy's plans, so we must join him as soon as possible."
"Hmm." Donghuang Xuanyi nodded. He did have some small prejudices against Ling Feng before, but when it comes to the big issue of right and wrong, he still can't understand the situation.
However, at this moment, Ling Feng's situation is very bad.
No, it should be said that it is very bad!
"puff!"
Hundreds of miles away, Ling Feng finally appeared, and opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood.
Yang Zhen's last sword almost split his body in half. If it wasn't for his high attainments in body training and physical strength far exceeding that of ordinary monks, he might really have to give up his life this time.
"Yang Zhen, you'd better pray that you don't fall into my hands, or I will put you in a dilemma!"
Ling Feng took a deep breath, took out some elixir and took it, barely suppressing the injury. Yang Zhen's strength was indeed terrifying, and he needed at least three days of breathing adjustment to fully recover.
However, fate made a joke with Ling Feng.
At this moment, two piercing sounds suddenly came from a distance, and it was so hard to die, that Emperor Wen Te and Drucker also flew in this direction together.
"Damn it, my life is really hanging by a thread this time!"
Just as Drucker was in shock, he almost died in the hands of Seinfeld.
"Hmph, luckily the crystal scarab sent back the message this time, otherwise I wouldn't be able to arrive in time to save you."
Wen Te took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Fortunately, I have already planted a hidden weapon in the Hall of Conquest. Otherwise, if Yang Zhen joins hands with Song Feilian, I will be in danger."
Ling Feng was about to run away subconsciously, but when he heard the conversation between Winter and Drucker, he couldn't help listening.
Their ensuing conversation will very likely reveal who is the traitor in the Temple of Conquest.
"That dark chess piece is..."
Just when Emperor Wen Te was about to speak, suddenly, the voice stopped abruptly, that Wen Te yelled violently, and immediately slapped a huge boulder in the distance.
After the boulder, of course it was Ling Feng!
"It's careless!"
Ling Feng secretly called it unlucky, if he was normally able to hide his aura very well, but at this moment he was seriously injured and his energy and blood were disordered, so he couldn't hide his aura well at all.
Ordinary people may not be able to spot it, but Wen Te, after all, is a monster-level emperor powerhouse!
"Boy, it's you!"
Winter's eyelids twitched, and he stared at Ling Feng coldly, with boundless murderous intent, covering him.
"It's true that there is a way to heaven and you don't go, and there is no door to hell, you break in!"
The muscles on Drucker's face twisted, "Boy, take your life!"
Ling Feng's pupils shrank suddenly. With his current state, he might not be able to resist any emperor's attack, not to mention that the opponents are Wen Te and Drucker!
Unlucky, really unlucky!
It's no wonder that Ling Feng's previous escape route subconsciously flew out to the place where the monsters were suppressed, and Drucker and the other two just happened to return the same way. In this case, it was very difficult for them not to encounter them.
Facing the vicious Drucker, Ling Feng didn't dare to confront him head-on, purple in his eyes flickered, and he quickly cast the petrified pupil, which was enough to delay three breaths, and within three breaths, Ling Feng had already opened a distance.
Then, Ling Feng quickly took out the bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrow. Although he was very weak at the moment and the power of the soul-chasing arrow he shot was limited, it could be delayed for a while.
"Do you still want to repeat the old trick?"
Emperor Wen Te let out a cold snort, and his figure soared into the sky. Suddenly, billowing black air swept across him, and his whole body was like an ancient god and demon. With a wave of his hand, he was about to destroy the world.
"Give me death!"
In Wen Te's eyes, there was a cold killing intent. If Ling Feng hadn't interfered, their plan would have been seamless, but at this moment, even if the monster was awakened, it would not be able to cause a catastrophe to the disciples of the Hall of Conquest.
And all of this must be counted on Ling Feng's head!
(End of this chapter)
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