Emperor of Eternals

Chapter 8
"If you forget, I don't mind helping you recall!"

"I said, if you dare to appear in front of me again, I'll beat you to shit. Do you think I'm joking, huh? Bai Kun!"

One word at a time, one step at a time, in an instant, the original immortal aura on Leng Feng's body completely disappeared, replaced by endless sharpness and hostility!
What kind of people are Bai Kun and these people, and they also come to him in front of him to be arrogant and grinning, this is simply courting death!
Leng Feng, who was blatantly erupting, was like a lion that had been forbearing for a long time finally showing its bloody fangs. Just the aftermath of that momentum stunned Bai Kun and others.

And the cold front at this time is only one step away from Bai Kun!
He didn't draw his sword, but raised his palm very calmly, and slapped it very simply.

"Slap!" In an instant, clear and crisp slaps resounded in everyone's ears, and on Bai Kun's blue-gray skin, a bloody slap print was so clear and conspicuous.

Everyone present was stunned. How dare a trash like Leng Feng slap Bai Kun, the proud son of heaven?

And he really succeeded, Bai Kun didn't even hide!

The burning pain on his face finally made Bai Kun wake up, and then there was endless shame and killing intent in his heart.

"Ah, how dare you trash? I'm going to kill you and tear you apart!"

Accompanied by an angry roar, Bai Kun's talent for the emperor's corpse was instantly activated, and the gray corpse aura shot out from the ten fingers of both hands, and quickly turned into a net of corpse aura towards Leng Feng.

Even if only one of these vicious corpse auras invaded Leng Feng's body, Leng Feng's soul would suffer the most painful torture in the world and eventually wither and die. From then on, he became a walking dead puppet, letting Baikun drive like a cow and a horse.

"Trash, where are you looking?" However, just when Bai Kun was smiling, thinking that he would succeed, Leng Feng's voice sounded from behind him again.

Looking at it again, the object he attacked before was nothing but the afterimage of Leng Feng left in place.

As for Leng Feng's real body, he couldn't even touch a single hair.

"Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!".
Then continuous applause resounded throughout the Tsinghua Peak. At this moment, Bai Kun was surrounded by Leng Feng's afterglow in white clothes, unable to escape, he could only stand there struggling in vain and screaming, his appearance was miserable.

This time, in the hands of Leng Feng, he is like a rag doll who has no power to resist, allowing him to ravage him.

Right now, the so-called "spiritual body qualifications of the emperor's corpse" are not even as good as a joke!
After a while, Bai Kun didn't even have the strength to scream, curled up in pain on the cold ground, his face was bloody and bloody, and even the original strange blue-gray complexion could hardly be seen at all.

But even so, Leng Feng still didn't have any intention of stopping. He stepped on Bai Kun's belly with his bare feet, bursting out with ferocious strength, making Bai Kun bend more and more like a shrimp, mouthfuling. Spitting blood.

"Stop, that's enough, Leng Feng, how long are you going to be presumptuous?" Yue Yunfeng looked at Leng Feng and shouted coldly.

In the past, he was somewhat overwhelmed by Leng Feng's strength and cruelty, so his reaction was slower.

Now, Leng Feng was torturing Bai Kun in front of him like this, how could he stop it silently, otherwise, what face would he, Yue Yunfeng, have?

"Oh, I said before that I was going to beat him to shit. Could it be that Senior Brother Yue wanted me to break my promise, but that's fine too."

Leng Feng paused slightly when he heard the words, but finally stopped, turned to look at Yue Yunfeng, and walked towards him step by step.

"What, Leng Feng? Do you still want to do something to me?" Leng Feng's gradual approach made Yue Yunfeng's mind a little tense, but he didn't have much fear.

He is not a newbie disciple like Bai Kun. After two years in Penglai Immortal Sect, he has already mastered several good swordsmanship to the level of Dacheng.

Coupled with his own cultivation at the early stage of the acquired seventh level, he is not a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by others.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you." Hearing this, Leng Feng suddenly smiled.

However, before he finished speaking, he quickly kicked Yue Yunfeng's face away.

"Just move your feet!"

Yue Yunfeng had been showing off his power in front of him for a long time before, could it be that such an idiot, would Leng Feng still make him majestic to the end?

Could it be that Leng Feng is the kind of good guy who casually humiliates people without fighting back?

"Bah, Leng Feng, you are presumptuous, today I will teach you how to respect senior brother!" Yue Yunfeng grinned and spat out a big mouthful of blood, he did not expect that Leng Feng would attack him unexpectedly.

That sudden kick just now almost knocked out his handsome face, it's really unforgivable!
No more words, Yue Yunfeng raised his hand and drew his sword with a ferocious face, but saw that the sword light was clear, like a spring, it was a Qingquan sword, it was made of high-quality refined steel, it was so sharp, it would break hair!
Then the Qingquan sword flicked, and for a moment, the sword style was like a waterfall impacting, and the waterfall of the acquired high-level sword technique Flying Waterfall Sword was furious.

Yue Yunfeng's furious sword strike must have shown his full strength, if he were to deal with an ordinary Houtian fifth level opponent, he would definitely be able to kill him with one strike.

However, Leng Feng didn't panic in the face of such a dense sword style. With a faint smile, his steps became more swift and mysterious.

Afterimages appeared and disappeared behind him, and the cycle went on and on, continuously.

Astonishingly skillful, Leng Feng managed to dodge all the blows perfectly under the rage of the torrent.

The Phantom Speed ​​Technique, which evolved from the Acquired Middle-level Illusory Speed ​​Step, is as powerful as some acquired high-level footwork. With Leng Feng's flexible control, the power is really unbelievable.

Yue Yunfeng's eyes widened instantly, as if he had seen a ghost.

A kid from the Fifth Layer of Acquired Heaven, a trash who was considered to have no aptitude for immortal roots, was unexpectedly safe and sound under his all-out attack at this very moment.

Even on the edge of his sword, there was a dance. He was dressed in white, with bare feet and crystal clear feet. He was left alone and independent, which was really shocking.

However, Yue Yunfeng's thoughts were only fleeting. He deeply understood that Leng Feng was his opponent now, and naturally he would kill the enemy without mercy.

The next second, he gritted his teeth, and directly forcibly changed the sword style, the waterfall sword of the torrent of the sky!
Jumping into the sky, the piercing sword light shrouded Leng Feng with an incomparably mighty aura.

Since the dense sword moves were ineffective, he used the aura of the sword moves to frighten Leng Feng and exert the strongest attack power.

Yue Yunfeng firmly believed that under this sword, Leng Feng would definitely die, but he was not worried, a declining disciple of the Shu Dao lineage would die as soon as he died, no one would say anything.

Maybe he might even be praised by the elders of the Kendo lineage for this!
At this moment, Yue Yunfeng felt that he had faintly heard an extremely familiar sound, but before he could think about it carefully, his eyes were occupied by an extremely dazzling bright light without leaving a single gap.

In a trance, he finally realized something, and suddenly exclaimed: "How is it possible? It's a sword, with the sound of the sword and the light of the sword."

It's just that he didn't have a chance to finish the words in his mouth. After a while, bursts of piercing pain hit his face like a tide, completely submerging his consciousness.

"Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!".
Leng Feng drew his sword out of its sheath, and the bright sword light of Zhantianpujian immediately pierced the weakest point of Yue Yunfeng's sword style to break it, and then slapped Yue Yunfeng's fat face fiercely with his sword.

One left and one right, one sword after another, instantly slapped Yue Yunfeng into a pig's head, and passed out from the pain.

Then Leng Feng paced and stood still, put his sword back into its sheath, and the coldness on his face gradually diminished a bit.

If they were not in Penglai Xianzong today, Yue Yunfeng and Bai Kun must have become corpses long ago.

For those ants who dared to offend him, Leng Feng didn't mind crushing them to death.

Looking around, Leng Feng frowned slightly, but the other three deacon disciples who were with Yue Yunfeng had disappeared at some point.

But it's fine if it's gone, he'll have to do the training himself to save it.

"Hmph, Leng Feng, are you guilty of killing fellow sects inside the sect?" At this moment, Huang Yun suddenly descended from the sky with three deacon disciples in his arms, and appeared in front of Leng Feng.

Leng Feng could clearly see that those three people were the three deacon disciples who had disappeared before, but he didn't expect that they were going to report to Huang Yunfeng.

At this moment, Huang Yun's complexion was dark, and a pair of bright eyes stared coldly at Leng Feng, his face was full of anger.

As an elder with real power in the Hall of Deacons, Huang Yun never expected that Leng Feng, an ant not worth mentioning in his eyes, would cause trouble for him again and again.

Especially this time, when he received a report from his disciples saying that Leng Feng had attacked the deacon disciple Yue Yunfeng and the genius disciple Bai Kun from the Taoist lineage, and the methods were cruel, at first he didn't believe it.

He knew the strength of Yue Yunfeng and Bai Kun, and they were not considered weak among the outer disciples. On the contrary, Leng Feng was just a waste who didn't even have the aptitude of immortal root.

If the three do it, it should be Leng Feng who suffers. If he is not sure that his disciples dare not lie to him, he will not make this trip himself.

But now, as he saw with his own eyes, Yue Yunfeng and Bai Kun fell to the ground, already completely changed, dripping with blood, while Leng Feng was completely unscathed.

Such a fact made him unable to believe it, there was no way it could be that Yue Yunfeng and Bai Kun made themselves into such a miserable state to slander Leng Feng, right?
How stupid would it be to do such a stupid thing?Even though Huang Yun looked at Bai Kun and Bai Kun's miserable appearance, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Greetings to Elder Huang, if you dare to ask my disciple what is the crime, and say that I killed my fellow sect, where is the corpse of my fellow sect?" Facing Huang Yun's furious aura, Leng Feng was like a breeze blowing on his face, calm and calm.

In his eyes, Huang Yun is just a monk in the Condensation Realm, although he is much stronger than him now, so what, in less than 20 years, Huang Yun won't even be qualified to carry his shoes.

The most important thing is that Leng Feng understands that without evidence, even Huang Yun, the elder of the deacon hall in the sect, cannot openly touch him.

Otherwise, how can the rules of Penglai Xianzong be maintained and established?

"Hehe, you have a eloquent and eloquent mouth, and you are also quite courageous, even if you are not guilty of killing your fellow disciples."

"But you insulted and hurt my deacon's disciples, and I, as an elder, can cure your sins, abolish your cultivation base, and drive you out of the gate. In this way, what else do you have to say!" Leng Feng's overly calm made Huang Yun A look of surprise and thought flashed in his eyes.

Which disciple in the past was not trembling when he met him, and dared to talk to him with such an attitude?

Even so, Huang Yun's expression remained unchanged, and he became even more angry when he spoke again!

But at this time, Leng Feng who heard the words even curled his lips and laughed: "Elder Huang really has a fair attitude in dealing with things, don't you even want to do superficial things like asking the disciples why they did it?"

"In that case, it's up to the disciples to speak out on their own initiative. The deacon disciple Yue Yunfeng did not abide by the sect's rules, and privately withheld the benefits given to my disciples, and said that the disciples of the Shu Dao lineage have no pills to supply."

"Then I would like to ask, did the sect openly announce that it has revoked my branch of art?"

"Or, Elder Huang, you personally set the rule that disciples of the Shu Dao lineage do not have the supply of pills?"

"If only one of these two is true, then the disciple will be punished willingly, have his cultivation base abolished, and be expelled from the sect without any complaints!"

(End of this chapter)