Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 457 Monster Race, Never Be a Slave! (1 more)
Ling Feng shook his head and smiled. He punched one of the demon slaves just now, and he knew that the strength of the demon slave was probably equivalent to that of a monster in the early stage of the Shenyuan realm. The monsters in the early stage of the realm are even more difficult to deal with.

If he fought alone, he might still be able to fight with the Heaven Punishing Sword Art, but unfortunately, the three-headed demon slaves, together with Yan Jingfeng who was staring at him, was already beyond the limits of what he could handle.

"When death is imminent, you still dare to laugh!"

Seeing that the situation was once again leaning towards him, Li Muqing jumped out to be arrogant again, and laughed loudly: "Ling Feng, you are dead today!"

"Really?" Ling Feng curled his lips and snapped his fingers lightly, and said indifferently: "Since you have found three helpers, it shouldn't be too much for me to find one."

"Do you still have a helper?" Yan Jingfeng's eyelids twitched, and a bad premonition arose in his heart, and he quickly shouted: "The three major demon slaves obey the order and join hands to attack him!"

A strange black-gold light flickered in the eyes of the three demon slaves, and then they raised their heads to roar, and immediately waved their huge fists, slamming at Ling Feng fiercely.

"Three against one is not fair, two against three, that's about the same."

Ling Feng didn't dodge or dodge, he just snapped his fingers, and a five-color light curtain appeared in front of him, and that bitch jumped out of the light curtain immediately!

"Brat, you really think of Grandpa Donkey as your thug!"

The cheap ass hates it so much, it was digging for treasures in the Five Elements Heavenly Palace just now, its great pleasure was interrupted!
Yan Jingfeng and Li Muqing thought that Ling Feng was going to ask for help, but when they saw that Ling Feng actually "summoned" a black donkey, they almost didn't laugh out loud.

What's the use of a black donkey?
"You donkey, take a look first before you talk." Ling Feng ignored the angry gaze of the donkey, curled his lips, and said calmly: "Someone has refined your demon clan into demon slaves, and they want to make me into a slave. "

"What, it's the other way around!"

The donkey's big ears trembled wildly, and when he looked back, he saw three demon slaves swinging their huge fists and pounding towards him.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but that cheap donkey's lungs will explode with anger.

"You are so daring, you dare to turn the monster race into monster slaves, who gave you the courage!"

The donkey's eyes flashed with anger, and he hoofed out. The three demon slaves were all crushed into fly ash under the overbearing power of the donkey, and disappeared.

One punch, annihilate the three demon king-level demon slaves!
Shocked!

terror!
Yan Jingfeng and Li Muqing no longer knew how to describe the shock in their hearts, how could a black donkey be so strong!
What kind of donkey is this?

"Hmph! Yaozu, never be a slave!"

There was a roar from the mouth of the cheap donkey, and then the sound wave exploded, and the holy map behind Yan Jingfeng exploded in an instant, turning into crumbs and scattered all over the sky.

"Pfft!" Because Yan Jingfeng was connected with the divine mind of the Holy Demon Map, his consciousness was also traumatized when the Holy Demon Map was destroyed, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. Voice, "My holy magic map, my holy magic map!"

"It's ridiculous, such a waste, I have the nerve to call it the Holy Magic Map!"

It was rare for the cheap donkey to show a serious expression, and said coldly: "The real holy map can be refined even by gods and demons. This kind of waste is simply insulting the name of the holy map!"

While speaking, the cheap donkey had already landed on the ground, stared at Yan Jingfeng coldly, showed his big white teeth, and sprayed a white mist from his nostrils, and asked: "It's you who made the monster race Demon slave?"

"Gulu." Yan Jingfeng swallowed hard, a bean-sized bead of sweat fell on his forehead, and he didn't even dare to take a breath.

"No...no...it's none of my business, donkey... Grandpa Donkey, it's none of my business! It's none of my business!"

Li Muqing had long been frightened by the strength that the cheap donkey showed just now, and knelt down with a plop, begging for mercy repeatedly.

"Did the beast ask you?"

The cheap donkey glared at Li Muqing, and when the time came, Li Muqing's head exploded like a balloon with a "bang", blood splashed, and his life was over in an instant.

That cheap donkey was originally a murderous evil star, but because of the three-chapter contract with Ling Feng, it has restrained itself a lot recently, but it is naturally impossible for it to show mercy to those who dare to turn the same monsters into monster slaves.

"Monsters can be killed, but they cannot be slaves!"

The cheap donkey stared at Yan Jingfeng fiercely, and said in a cold voice: "Today, you have lived to the end!"

Yan Jingfeng was shaking like a sieve under the coercion of the lowly donkey. He never dreamed that Ling Feng was carrying such a terrifying black donkey with him!

"Black donkey, don't kill him yet, I still have something to ask him."

Seeing the murderous look of the cheap donkey, Ling Feng quickly flew to the side of the cheap donkey and patted it on the shoulder.

This was the first time Ling Feng was really angry when he saw a cheap donkey. Perhaps, this was the arrogance of being a monster.

"Brat, I can give you thirty breaths!" The donkey turned around and glared at Ling Feng, then snorted softly.

Ling Feng pouted, walked up to Yan Jingfeng, and asked, "Tell me, where is the "Taixuan Acupuncture Classic" kept at Yan's house?"

"Do you think I'll tell you?" Yan Jingfeng sneered, "If you say it, you're dead, if you don't, you're dead, right?"

"Say it, and I can keep your whole body."

"It's all one death, not a whole body, I see it very openly!" Yan Jingfeng grinned, "You won't get the second "Taixuan Acupuncture Classic", you will never get it! "

"There's so much nonsense, there's no end to it!"

The donkey roared, "It's thirty breaths, go to hell!"

In an instant, the cheap donkey raised its front hoof, aimed at the top of Yan Jingfeng's head, and smashed it down hard.

"Monster, dare you?"

A thunderous roar suddenly exploded from the sky, and the next moment, a white shadow was seen flying over from the sky!

Yan Jinghong!
Although separated by a considerable distance, Ling Feng already felt the terrible oppressive feeling back then.

The difference from back then in Luofeng Canyon was that at that time, I could only hide in the dark, not even daring to raise my head, but now, I am no longer the little person I was back then.

Dressed in white clothes, it pierced the sky and landed in the courtyard without warning. Compared with half a year ago, Yan Jinghong's aura was obviously much more terrifying.

And even now, he is only 15 years old!

The sword is like clear frost, and the power is like ice!
Even under the aura of a cheap ass, it didn't affect the sharp and dangerous aura emanating from Yan Jinghong's body at all.

With just one glance, Ling Feng knew that there was still a huge gap between the current self and Yan Jinghong's level!
"Jinghong, come and save me, come and save me!"

When Yan Jingfeng saw Yan Jinghong appearing, it was as if he crawled out of hell again, and saw the hope of surviving again.

"finally found you."

Yan Jinghong's eyes locked on Ling Feng's body. Half a year ago, he had locked on to Ling Feng's aura. Now that he sensed this aura again, he recognized Ling Feng at a glance.

"Little mouse, how are I keeping my Daoyuan Blood Bead well?" Yan Jinghong glanced at Ling Feng, his gaze was like a sword, and it penetrated into the soul!
Ling Feng took a deep breath, and suddenly unfolded Ling Tian's sword, meeting Yan Jinghong's gaze, and said coldly: "It's not a good habit to casually call people nicknames!"

"Sword potential?"

There was a slight hint of surprise in Yan Jinghong's eyes, but it dissipated quickly, and he just said indifferently: "The little thief who steals other people's things quietly and only dares to hide in the dark is not a little mouse, what is it?"

(End of this chapter)