Emperor of Eternals

Chapter 4
Zhao Hao made a move, and as soon as he started, he used all his strength.

But seeing his clenched fists shining with dazzling golden light, accompanied by extremely fast speed, tearing the air like a rainbow.

The Golden Rainbow Fist, a low-level acquired martial skill, is very powerful in the hands of Zhao Hao, who is in the fourth heaven realm.

Seeing this, Leng Feng stabilized his right hand holding the sword, and quickly backed away in an attempt to avoid it.

It's just that Zhao Hao's offensive should not be underestimated. The lightning flashed across Leng Feng's left shoulder, and in an instant Leng Feng's robe was torn, and the blood was flooded.

"Why, now you know you're afraid and want to run away?" Zhao Hao sneered with disdain once the move was successful, and then struck faster and more ruthlessly.

Punch after punch, Jin Hong turned into a violent storm and completely submerged the cold front.

But after a while, Leng Feng was already in a mess, his whole body was stained with blood, and there was no part of his robe intact.

"Hey, trash, don't worry, I won't kill you quickly, I will torture you to death slowly, making you feel so much pain that life is worse than death!" Zhao Hao looked at the unbearable Leng Feng in front of him, My heart is very happy.

In his eyes, Leng Feng is now a plaything that he can abuse at will.

"Asshole, fight back quickly, why don't you fight back, is it fake that you were so powerful just now?"

"A waste is a waste, you can only bully the weak!" Ling Yun, who was watching the battle, shouted and cursed anxiously and angrily, his wealth and life were tied to Leng Feng's body.

If Leng Feng loses this battle, he will definitely die, how can this prevent him from burning with anxiety.

Liu Lixue held back her tears, clenched her fists tightly, and wanted to help Leng Feng, but no matter what, she couldn't get rid of the powerlessness in her body.

"Big villain, you can't die, you haven't even apologized to others yet."

Zhao Hao punched out again, and this punch directly hit Leng Feng's chest. In order to relieve the impact of force, Leng Feng took advantage of the momentum to jump backwards.

Suddenly, there was a strange movement in him in mid-air, and he drew his sword as if!

"Hey, I already knew that you would not be so willing to wait for death, but all struggles are in vain!"

However, facing all this, Zhao Hao seemed to have expected it a long time ago, not only did he not look worried, but his expression was even more confident.

The moment he looked at Leng Feng and raised his head, a pair of golden eyes suddenly burst into brilliance, accompanied by two dazzling golden lights that shot out, flashing away.

This is Zhao Hao's trump card. As a "fairy seedling", the golden aura shot out by his innate skill Cracking Golden Eyes can penetrate gold and crack rocks, but it's nothing more than a trivial matter.

With his eyes slightly closed, Leng Feng's heart was calm, ignoring all external objects, his mind was full of changes and deduction of the same sword style.

From the very beginning of the battle, he has been gaining momentum until now!
Open your eyes, draw your sword, and do it all in one go!
"Cut!" "Heaven!" "Pull!" "Sword!" "Skill!"

Accompanied by the murmur of each word, a gorgeous sword light engulfed Qingyue's sword cry across the void.

"Ding!" "Ding!".
In the collision like gold and iron, the sword light annihilated all obstacles in front of him.

Suddenly, Zhao Hao fell down!

The sudden reversal was only in an instant, and even Ling Yun and Liu Lixue didn't react to it.

After a long while, they breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. Finally, they were saved.

Leng Feng coughed lightly, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and Zhan Tian drew his sword and finally broke through to the realm of art in time, this is the battle he longed for.

There is always a big harvest between life and death!
Ling Yun and the two found the antidote from Zhao Wuya's body to cure their own poison, and walked over.

"Big villain, you are too powerful, hehe." Liu Lixue ignored Leng Feng's blood, hugged Leng Feng's arm affectionately and shook it vigorously.

But Leng Feng grinned his teeth in pain, he was seriously injured just now, how could he go through such a toss, Lori was really annoying.

"I owe you my life this time, and I will pay you back sooner or later!" Ling Yun looked at Leng Feng and said with a cold face.

Hearing this, Leng Feng shrugged his shoulders indifferently, he just saved Ling Yun easily, and he didn't expect any reward.

"Why didn't you kill me?" Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded not far away, but it was Zhao Hao who had fallen to the ground and stood up.

But seeing blood flowing across his face, from between the brows to the chin, a long sword mark runs through.

Such scars can be imagined, as long as Leng Feng uses a little more force, Zhao Hao's head can be split into two with a single sword, so it is absolutely impossible to cause it by mistake.

Therefore, the only reason could only be that Leng Feng kept his hand.

"I can kill you at any time, but the pleasure of killing you can't be enjoyed at any time." Leng Feng turned to Zhao Hao with a light smile, he did keep his hand just now.

Hearing Leng Feng's answer, Zhao Hao's eyes flashed with coldness, but he quietly put away the bloody token in his hand.

Leng Feng's contempt made him feel sincerely angry, but that sword before Leng Feng made him unable to have the courage to fight at this moment.

The invincible silver sword light brought him fear and despair from the bottom of his heart!

"No matter what idea you have, I will make you regret it sooner or later, hum!"

Leng Feng shook his brows, waved his hands and smiled lightly: "I, Leng Feng, never regret what I do, remember, and then send me all the cultivation resources of your Zhao Mansion."

"Okay, you can leave now, otherwise I'm not sure I'll change my mind and kill you right away."

Ling Yun looked at the back of Zhao Hao leaving, with a gloomy expression: "This kind of cruel scum deserves to die, why do you let him go, do you think you can resolve the hatred between you, naive!"

Liu Lixue also opened a pair of big eyes, full of doubts.

"If you hate him, you can kill him yourself now, I will never stop it." Leng Feng replied lightly and stepped away, he was going back to heal his wounds.

He didn't kill Zhao Hao, as he said, it was nothing interesting, but the secret hidden behind Zhao Hao might be more interesting.

Ordinary cultivators like Zhao Wuya and Zhao Hao would have no chance of arranging a driving formation.

If it was said that there was no support behind them, even if Leng Feng was killed, he would not believe it.

As for Zhao Hao's atrocities of killing innocent people, although Leng Feng was not used to it, he was not obliged to take the initiative to avenge them.

There has never been a good person in the world of practice, and he, Leng Feng, is not a good person, nor does he want to be a good person!
At night, the stars were fading, appearing and disappearing from time to time. In the garden path, Leng Feng walked with unique footwork, walking and stopping, sometimes moving and sometimes still.

Looking from a distance, there seemed to be afterimages around Leng Feng's body. He was wearing a white robe, fluttering in the wind, like an exiled immortal.

At this time, he is practicing an acquired middle-level footwork, which changes quickly!

Originally, Leng Feng thought that the cultivation resources in Zhao's mansion were only powerful drugs and animal meat needed by practitioners in the acquired realm, but he did not expect that Zhao Hao would even send him a footwork. It was really a surprise .

Now, he has a very strong explosive power after he has mastered the art of zhantian drawing sword, but if he wants to exert his strongest power, he must spend some time to gain momentum.

Undoubtedly, he will be very passive at this time, just like the battle with Zhao Hao that day, although at that time he also had the feeling of cutting the sky and drawing the sword.

But in the battle, even if there is a gap of one minute and one second, it may be related to the outcome or even the life of the family, so it is best to try to make up for it.

He still remembers a lot of footwork from before the ages, but they are not suitable for such a low level now.

The magic speed change sent by Zhao Hao just solved his urgent need. As for whether Zhao Hao will plan something on footwork, Leng Feng doesn't care at all.

Based on his knowledge, it is simply a dream for Zhao Hao to plot against him with a footwork of the acquired realm. What's more, if he is a practitioner of magic, as long as he cultivates the magic speed transformation to the state of magic speed and achieves the magic speed technique, then the magic speed transformation will be impossible in the future. There is absolutely no way to affect him if anything appears again.

At this moment, two short branches had grown on the Shushu tree in Leng Feng's Sea of ​​Consciousness, and there was a leaf hanging on one of the branches.

This leaf is exactly the seal formed by the successful practice of Zhantian and Swordsmanship.

The seal of surgery is unique to practitioners of the way of surgery. As long as the seal of surgery is not broken, the power of the corresponding spell will not be reduced in the slightest. Of course, the function of the seal of surgery is far more than that.

When Leng Feng was practicing, in the pavilion not far away, Liu Lixue also had a tight face, practicing something with a serious expression.

Since the last crisis, a certain heartless little loli finally has a sense of crisis, and she works hard.

For this point, Leng Feng is very happy to see the results, the days without Lolita's disturbance are really happy.

As for Ling Yun, Leng Feng hadn't seen him for several days.

The practice time was short, and ten days passed in a flash. On the morning of the 15th, before the sun rose, Leng Feng, Liu Lixue, Zhao Hao, and Ling Yun had already appeared at the gate of the Zhao Mansion one after another.

No one spoke among the four, and even Liu Lixue, who was usually the liveliest, was rarely quiet.

After a while, the morning sun was rising, and the light scattered in all directions. The four of them looked at their eyes, but saw a stream of flames shooting towards them in the boundless gold.

And as time went by, the stream of light became bigger and clearer, except for Leng Feng, Zhao Hao and the other three all stared wide-eyed, shocked.

But the streamer, which can't be seen from a distance, completely enveloped the whole world with a radius of three feet. The sea of ​​fire was billowing, and the heat wave was rolling, and it seemed to be able to burn everything.

"It's too powerful, is this the power of a real practitioner?"

"Hmph, this is what I, Zhao Hao, want!"

"Wow, I really want to fly."

Leng Feng curled his lips in secret, he was extremely speechless, could it be that current cultivators are so obsessed with it?
How much energy does it take to fly so flamboyantly? In addition to being beautiful and beautiful, are there other birds for it?
That's not the way to die!
"Are you the candidates to participate in the selection this time? Why are there so few?" He Lianpeng scattered his light and landed on the ground, frowning slightly.

He won the task of leading the first-choice disciples to Penglai Xianzong with great difficulty, and he would never allow any mistakes.

If only these few people were brought back, he would not be laughed to death by other fellow sects, let alone the sect rewards.

However, when he saw the faces of the four of them clearly, the displeasure on his face disappeared instantly, and there were all immortal seedlings in front of him.

Four fairy seedlings are enough for him to do business, and maybe he can really make a splash. You must know that the number of fairy seedlings is much rarer and more precious than mortals with fairy roots.

And the fairy seedlings don't need to be tested for the quality of the fairy roots during the primary selection, because generally as long as they are fairy seedlings, the fairy roots are mostly above the middle grade, which saves a lot of trouble.

Thinking of this, He Lianpeng's mood became more and more excited and eager. It's really an eye-opener, this time luck is good.

"Okay, very good, you guys will go with me to Penglai Xianzong to participate in the final election." He Lianpeng didn't ask Leng Feng and the others what they wanted, and directly rolled up the few people and flew away.

(End of this chapter)