Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2247 Buy one get one free! (3 more)
"Old man, An Yunhe."

At this time, the last old man who had comprehended the picture scroll also came up, took a careful look at Ling Feng, and then said slowly: "It's really a generation of talented people from all over the world, my little friend is so talented, it's really enviable !"

"Senior, what's the matter?"

Ling Feng glanced at An Yunhe, feeling a little wary in his heart.

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just a merciless request."

That An Yunhe said with a smile: ""Xuantian Poyunjian" is divided into six styles, my friend won the third one, and this little girl is your friend, you can say that you have the fourth one, but not I know, is my little friend interested in getting another one?"

"Oh?"

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled, unlike Jun Jiuyou's conceited person, this An Yunhe was thinking about maximizing his interests.

"Senior wants to trade with me?"

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled, if the other party was sincere enough, there was no need for him to refuse.

"What the old man comprehended was the fifth form of the Xuantian Poyunjian. In terms of difficulty, it should be comparable to the first and third forms my little friend comprehended, right?"

That An Yunhe looked at Ling Feng with a smile, and said lightly.

"Ha ha!"

Ling Feng sneered in his heart, this old fellow, he clearly came here to take advantage!

One sword move, do you want to exchange yourself for two moves?

He's thinking about ass!

"Senior, if you change like this, forget it."

Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders. Anyway, he has comprehended the strongest ultimate move. The first few moves, if they are incomplete, they will be incomplete.

Sometimes, incompleteness is also a kind of beauty!
What's more, with my own talent and the Eye of the Son of Heaven, it is not difficult to complete the sword move in the future.

"This can still be discussed, can still be discussed!"

When An Yunhe heard that Ling Feng didn't seem to be very interested, he quickly said: "It's okay to just change to the first style!"

"Ok."

Ling Feng raised his eyebrows, "Then let's exchange the formulas of sword moves at the same time, what do you think?"

"It's natural."

An Yunhe nodded and smiled, a tricky smile flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"Then I will prepare pen and paper for senior."

With a flash of light in Ling Feng's hand, he had already taken out a writing brush from the Naling Ring.

"Hey, why bother!"

That An Yunhe waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Since it is an exchange, how can I say that this old man is also a senior, and he should have the demeanor of an elder more or less. How about this, the old man also has a lot of experience when he comprehends the picture scroll Feelings, also pass into your spiritual sea. If you are sincere, you can also pass your own feelings to me!"

As An Yunhe said, he gently stroked his long beard, and with a kind look on his face, he smiled and said, "To show my sincerity, I'd better come first!"

As he said that, he raised his finger lightly and wanted to touch the center of Ling Feng's eyebrows.

Ling Feng pursed his lips. This method of memory transmission is indeed more convenient than writing it out, and it is also more detailed.

However, there are also risks.

When transferring memories, one's own sea of ​​spirit is completely open and undefended. Unless someone is close to him, he will generally not open the sea of ​​spirit to others casually.

However, as strands of memory about the fifth form of "Xuantian Poyunjian" merged into his spiritual sea, Ling Feng gradually relaxed his vigilance.

"Little friend, don't you still have doubts about the old man's character?"

An Yunhe poured his memories and insights into Ling Feng's spiritual sea bit by bit, but found that Ling Feng was always vigilant and set up a mental barrier, so that his transmission speed was very slow.

"It's because the kid is overthinking."

Ling Feng smiled apologetically, and completely lifted the spiritual fortress.

"That's right, old man..."

There was a smile on the corner of An Yunhe's mouth, and he continued to transfer memories to Ling Feng, but soon, the expression on his face became ferocious.

"Hahaha, kid, you've been fooled!"

An Yunhe laughed wildly, "Now your spiritual sea is completely under the control of this old man, and all the inheritance of Xuantian Poyunjian is at your fingertips!"

For a moment, Yu Junyao, Xiao Hen, and Xuanyuan Yu all drew out their weapons and surrounded An Yunhe.

"Old guy, let go of this kid!"

Yu Junyao pointed at An Yunhe's face with her sword, and gritted her teeth.

Although Xuanyuan Yu and Xiao Hen didn't speak, they also launched their domains of spiritual consciousness and sword domains, and sealed off An Yunhe firmly.

"Hmph, you guys, still want to deal with this old man?"

That An Yunhe sneered, "I don't want this kid to die immediately, so just step aside obediently! Otherwise..."

As soon as An Yunhe's thought moved, Ling Feng felt a sharp pain like a needle prick in his mind.

"you!"

Ling Feng's complexion changed drastically, and he fixed his eyes on An Yunhe, trying to expel An Yunhe's divine sense, but it was already too late.

"Hahaha, do you really think that this old man would be so kind as to give you the knowledge of swordsmanship?"

That An Yunhe looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "After all, you are just newborn calves, you are still too immature!"

"Okay, it's time to take away all the inheritance, boy, for the rest of your life, just be an idiot honestly, hahahaha!"

An Yunhe couldn't stop laughing, and his divine thoughts erupted, and he wanted to plunder all Ling Feng's memories of "Xuantian Poyunjian".

However, the next moment, the smile on An Yunhe's face froze.

Because, in the depths of Ling Feng's spiritual sea, an extremely dazzling golden light unexpectedly erupted.

"This...this...this is..."

An Yunhe's whole body trembled, that feeling, it was a golden battle spirit!
A boy who is not even a saint, actually has a golden battle spirit!
"Why, old guy, continue your performance!"

There was no trace of pain on Ling Feng's face. It turned out that everything that happened just now was due to Ling Feng deliberately cooperating with this old guy's "performance".

With Ling Feng's vigilance, how could he trust a stranger completely.

What's more, this An Yunhe thought that his acting skills were top-notch, but he couldn't hide it from Ling Feng's eyes.

Ling Feng already figured out this guy's little calculation.

"what!"

An Yunhe screamed for a while, as if an ant was wrestling with an elephant, destined to kill himself.

How huge and terrifying Ling Feng's consciousness is, it has already reached the level of a golden battle spirit, and even though An Yunhe is a saint-level powerhouse, the power of his consciousness is not weak, but he has entered Ling Feng's "home court" .

He thought he was in control of everything, but in fact, it was Ling Feng who had planned and invited the king into the urn.

Now, Ling Feng had firmly grasped An Yunhe's divine sense.

"Greedy is not enough to swallow the elephant. Originally, you could change to a sword move, but now..."

Ling Feng shrugged, "People like you are not qualified to trade with me, but I still prefer to grab it!"

The next moment, with An Yunhe's screams, Ling Feng had already plundered his memory, and by the way, even his Naling Ring with a smile.

Buy one get one free, this wave, no loss!

(End of this chapter)