Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 1735 Instant kill with one sword! (1 more)
"court death!"

The cold-faced man frowned, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.

The next moment, the cold-faced man made a move and killed Ling Feng.

"Look who died?"

With a chuckle, Ling Feng flipped his wrist, all directions were destroyed, and a sword cut off the cold-faced man's palm.

"What... what?"

The cold-faced man's pupils shrank suddenly, and the sword intent that naturally emanated from Ling Feng's body made even him feel frightened!
The feeling of being locked by the hell Shura made the cold-faced man's complexion extremely dignified, and he didn't dare to hold it any longer. A sword weapon appeared in his hand. He raised it up, chopped it down, and the sword glow pierced the sky, as if to cut the sky open of.

"Boy, no matter what ability you have, you will die today!"

With a low growl, the cold-faced man slashed out with a sword.

But in the next moment, the cold-faced man only felt a pain in his neck.

A big head rose into the sky, and blood gushed out like a fountain. Accompanied by a high parabola, the head rolled to the ground, and everyone fell into a sluggish state.

Spike!

Facing the strong man who almost put all the geniuses in the Eastern Spiritual Realm into a desperate situation, Ling Feng killed him instantly with just one strike!

Perhaps, that cold-faced man was indeed suspected of being careless and underestimating the enemy, but Ling Feng's sword was too fast!
There was almost no time for the cold-faced man to react!

This scene is too incredible, as if this cold-faced man with the fifth level of Destiny Realm is an ant that can be stabbed to death with one finger.

"You...you...you actually killed...killed..."

Long Tengyuan finally came to his senses, pointed at Ling Feng, his face full of panic and horror, he backed away again and again, his fingers kept trembling, sweat rolled down his forehead, and he screamed.

A trace of satisfaction flashed in Ling Feng's eyes.

It is not in vain that I have endured for a long time, and almost consumed most of the sword soul crystals. This Dzogchen-level killing sword intent is really powerful!

Maybe the cold-faced man is really strong, but with the same level of sword intent, the restraint by his own killing sword intent is too great.

Basically, when the cold-faced man sensed the threat of death, his sword had already chopped off his head.

In actual combat, cultivation is never the only factor that determines life and death.

"Junior Brother Long, let's go!"

The burly Long Shan let out a low growl, drew his sword instantly, and rushed towards Ling Feng, trying to use his life to win a chance for Long Tengyuan to escape.

Long Tengyuan has a special status in Longjian Tianfu. He is the great-grandson of a grand elder. If something happened to Long Tengyuan in the ancient city of sunset, the grandson would be furious. Brother, but in fact it is the guard of the servants, I am afraid it will implicate the whole family.

The only thing he could do was to die in front of Long Tengyuan, and that was considered his devotion.

"Hmph, want to go?"

Ling Feng took a step forward, and the ground was stained red with blood as soon as the blade swung.

No one could clearly see what happened at that moment, Long Shan, a genius and expert from the Western Sword Region, fell into a pool of blood.

The surrounding Longjian Tianfu disciples brought by Long Tengyuan were terrified. They stared at Ling Feng, gritted their teeth and said, "Boy, don't mess around. Do you know how powerful the power behind Junior Brother Long is! How dare you hurt him!" Gentle hair, even if you are far away in the Eastern Spiritual Realm, you are doomed to be wiped out!"

"Oh? Is it?"

The ten directions in Ling Feng's hand were destroyed, and he moved a little closer to Long Tengyuan's neck. The sharp blade lightly scratched Long Tengyuan's skin, and the bright red blood flowed down the blade.

"No...don't...don't kill me..."

Long Tengyuan's legs were so frightened that his legs became weak, and he burst into tears. He begged terribly, fearing death to the extreme, which was the complete opposite of his previous arrogance.

"I... I have treasures on me, I... I can give you anything, don't kill me, I... I don't want to die!"

However, Ling Feng just looked at Long Tengyuan, which made Long Tengyuan feel tremendous pressure.

If there is a real killing aura, let Long Tengyuan know that the man in front of him is not just trying to scare him.

"It's okay if I don't kill you."

According to Ling Feng's habit, it should be stabbed with a sword, but he is not alone now, he needs to consider other people in the East Lingyu.

Right now, in this ancient city, there are still a large number of geniuses from the Western Sword Region. If it is known that Long Tengyuan died in the hands of the Eastern Spiritual Region warriors, it will be tantamount to annihilation for the Eastern Spiritual Region warriors. disaster.

He might be able to run, but what about the others?
Staring coldly at the cowardly dandy in front of him, Ling Feng's eyes turned cold, and he coldly uttered two words: "Kneel down!"

thump!
Without any hesitation, Long Tengyuan knelt on the ground, hugged Ling Feng's calf tightly, and burst into tears, "Hero, just treat me like a fart!"

Seeing Long Tengyuan's humble and lowly attitude in order to survive, all the fighters in the Eastern Spiritual Region showed contemptuous expressions. If this kind of person was not destined to be reborn in a big family in the Western Sword Region, he might not even be able to survive. Worse than a dog.

(End of this chapter)