Chapter 47 - I Will Only Throw One Fist!
Chapter 47 of "Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique" opens with: “What are you?” Di Jingtian looked at Ling Feng emerging from the crowd and noticed... Find out what happens!
“What are you?” Di Jingtian looked at Ling Feng emerging from the crowd and noticed that his realm hadn’t even reached the Qi Sect, a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes, “You aren’t even qualified to spar with me!”
“Do I qualify or not?
There’s only one way to find out!” Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, “What’s the matter, are you afraid?”
“Afraid?” Di Jingtian seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, “Kid, it’s your own doing, don’t blame me!”o provoke him, the only end was a one-way road to death!
A month ago, it was Xiao Qingfeng.
A month later, it was Di Jingtian, just the same!
Ling Feng stood proudly, with the Heavenly Dao Eye activated, all of Di Jingtian’s killing moves were as clear as the palm of his hands, every flaw laid bare before his eyes.
Under these circumstances, naturally, Di Jingtian had no choice but the road to death.
“Jingtian!” The broken sword Elder of the Liuyun Sword Sect burst out shouting, his eyes filled with blood vessels, his hands trembling, “My disciple, my good disciple!”
The broken sword Elder’s chest filled with a ball of rage, his blood-stained eyes fixed on Ling Feng, he bellowed, “You little bastard, I’ll slaughter you!”
“Fists and feet have no eyes.
Your disciple can injure the disciples of the Asking Immortal Sect, can I not kill him?” Ling Feng faced the man-eating glare of the broken sword Elder, fearless and imposing.
“To kill for a life, go to hell!”
The broken sword Elder, having lost his beloved disciple, almost fell into madness, his long sword swung to slay Ling Feng.
“Elder Can Jian, you must not forget, this is the ground of the Asking Immortal Sect!” Elder Qingyun quickly drew his sword, repelling Elder Can Jian’s sword move, and coldly shouted.
After all, Ling Feng had avenged the Asking Immortal Sect and reclaimed their lost face; Elder Qingyun could not just stand by and let Elder Can Jian have his way.
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes; he had not expected Elder Qingyun to take action on his behalf, but even if Elder Qingyun did not intervene, Ling Feng wasn’t afraid of Elder Can Jian.
This was the territory of the Asking Immortal Sect, as long as he remained within the sect, he could pull out the Sect Leader Jade Token, and Duanmu Qingshan’s Sword Qi would be ready to support him at any time.
Could this broken sword Elder be stronger than Duanmu Qingshan?
If that were true, the Liuyun Sword Sect would have long since dominated the Immortal Trace Mountain Range, and it wouldn’t be the Asking Immortal Sect’s turn to hold such a precious place as the Nine Immortals Mountain.
“Qingyun, you can’t stop me!” Elder Can Jian trembled with rage, hardly able to believe it.
His disciple, whom he had regarded as his own successor, a prodigy of outstanding talent, was actually slain by Ling Feng just like that—a pain as if cut to the quick!
Elder Qingyun’s forehead was dripping with sweat; indeed, he was not as strong as Elder Can Jian.
Having barely blocked a few moves, his body’s Qi-Blood was churning, running out of steam.
“Elder Qingyun, step aside.” Ling Feng stood tall and looked toward Elder Can Jian, speaking calmly, “I want to see just how this old fart intends to kill me.”
“What?” Elder Qingyun’s expression changed, wondering if the young man had gone mad?
He had slain Di Jingtian, a rare talent, an evil genius, but Elder Can Jian was in the late stage of the Pulse Condensation realm, with a flick of a finger he could easily snuff out his young life!
“Elder Qingyun, let it be, relying on him, he won’t kill me.” Ling Feng’s words resounded with authority and conviction, making people unconsciously believe him a little.
Elder Qingyun’s expression changed several times.
Seeing that some disciples had already gone to notify the other Elders, he gritted his teeth, sheathed his sword, and stepped aside.
“You little bastard, you are seeking your own death!” Elder Can Jian might not know why Ling Feng had the guts to face him directly, but could a mere Qi Condensation Realm disciple overturn the heavens?
“Old fart, I’m giving you one last piece of advice, don’t ask for trouble!”
Ling Feng’s right hand grasped the Sect Leader Jade Token hidden in his chest; as soon as this old thing made a move, Duanmu Qingshan’s Sword Qi would teach him a lesson!