Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Evil Song Wind Strikes

"The sect abandoned me. Ling Feng's voice was a little sad, looking at Li Ming's gaze was also a little bitter, he took a step back alone, and then looked at the eyes of everyone on the field, the battle sword in his indifferent hand couldn't help but point at them, and said indifferently: "I have nothing to do with the Imperial Wind Sect now, how are you prepared?"

Lei Xi looked at Ling Feng, who was a little arrogant, and a trace of bitterness appeared on her face, Lei Xi couldn't help but slowly walked to Ling Feng's side, Ling Feng's brows frowned slightly, and then the battle sword suddenly pointed at Lei Xi, and his eyes were also a little indifferent: "Don't come here, now I'm not Ling Feng has anything to do with your Imperial Wind Sect, I am me, I don't want to have anything to do with you." ”

Ling Feng's expression was very hideous, and looking at Ling Feng's appearance in the Chaoyang Sect's Bu Splitting Heaven, his gaze was also a little disdainful, only to see him come directly to Ling Feng's side in a flash, looking at him with a gaze that was also a little indifferent, but his momentum was also constantly oppressing Ling Feng.

"Hand over the gluttony in your hands, it's not something you can keep. Bu Split Tian looked at Ling Feng with an indifferent expression, with no emotion in his eyes, and then put his hands behind his back and looked at him indifferently.

Ling Feng looked at the step splitting the sky, a smile also appeared on his face, and then the battle sword in his hand Ling, said with a flat face: "I know that it is impossible for me to keep the gluttony, but it is my partner, my partner of life and death, since you want to get it, then kill me first, I want to see how strong you are." ”

Arrogance, self-confidence. Ling Feng's body flashed with a trace of strength that no one else had, and that momentum was constantly confronting Bu Splitting Heaven.

Bu Split Heaven looked at Ling Feng's appearance, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, although he had just lost half a move in the duel with Emperor Shakti, but this did not affect his strength, he was still so powerful, for Ling Feng, a junior who had not even reached the infant stage, he didn't care about it at all.

"I'll give you two ways, one is that you talk about gluttony and hand it over, but I will kill gluttony, and I will give you a choice. Bu Splittian looked at Ling Feng with an indifferent expression, and a smile also appeared on his face, but there was a burst of disdain in that smile.

Ling Feng took a deep breath, then looked at him with a little indifference, and finally put away the battle sword, looking at Bu Splittian's gaze was also a little hideous, and then there was a hint of madness in his tone, his expression suddenly changed, and the whole person stood on the gluttonous body, looking at him and said flatly: "Since you want to take my gluttony, then see if you have the ability." ”

"Gluttonous Secret Method!" Ling Feng suddenly shouted angrily, only to see a trace of madness flashing all over his body, only to see that he felt his blood constantly boiling, the gluttony under his feet also kept roaring, and his gaze was also cold and crazy when he looked at the Split Heaven.

A strong momentum enveloped the whole audience at once, and Ling Feng's gaze was also a little indifferent when he looked at him, only to see that there was also some divine steed under his feet, and he saw that the momentum of his whole body continued to rise, and Bu Splittian looked at Ling Feng's appearance, and a trace of disdain appeared on his face, only to see him wave his hand lightly, and a spiritual power knocked Ling Feng away.

"You're not his opponent, you're a genius at your age with this kind of cultivation, I don't want you to fall, so you'd better give up gluttony. There was a hint of indifference in Bu Splittian's eyes, and then his tone was a little cold.

Ling Feng looked at Bu Splittian and looked a little hideous, only to see that there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and then he stood up a little embarrassed, looking at Bu Splittian's gaze was also a little indifferent: "As a senior in the cultivation world, you stand at the peak of the cultivation world, you are so embarrassed for a junior, what is the use of you, today I Ling Feng will not die, then I will fight with you endlessly." ”

Everyone looked at Ling Feng's appearance, they couldn't help but be stunned, such a junior who had no status in the cultivation world, a kid that everyone looked down on, today he dared to declare war on the strong man standing at the peak of the cultivation world, which made everyone on the field silent, and those people couldn't help but feel commendable for Ling Feng's courage.

"Ling Feng, you are very good, but do you know that you are challenging my majesty and dignity. Bu Splittian's brows furrowed, looking at Ling Feng's gaze with some disdain, he saw that his whole body erupted with a momentum, and then his whole body exuded a strong momentum, tightly pressing Ling Feng.

"Poof!" Ling Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was also a little pale and looked at him, he felt a domineering blood in his body was constantly hot, the blood had a burning sensation, I saw that his whole body suddenly burst out with a powerful force, he grabbed the battle sword with one hand, and then rushed towards the step splitting sky with the gluttony.

"Sword Intent of Killing!"

Ling Feng shouted angrily, only to see a sword light flash, the war sword came to Bu Splittian's side with a wave of killing intent, the war sword swung towards Bu Splittian's head, the war sword with a bloody momentum, like a thunderbolt surging all at once, but just as the war sword was about to approach Bu Splittian's head, he felt a strong sense of oppression isolate his war sword.

"Hmph!" Bu Splittian snorted coldly, only to see a powerful momentum rise in his whole body, that momentum shook Ling Feng away, and then he dodged and kicked directly at Ling Feng's waist, Ling Feng, who was originally shocked and flying, suddenly hit the ground, looking at Ling Feng on the ground, the corners of Bu Splittian's mouth turned up slightly, and a punch hit his lower abdomen.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood seemed to be spilling out without money, Ling Feng was covered in blood, and he saw a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, and his expression was indescribably stubborn.

Lei Xi couldn't help but feel a little sour in her heart when she looked at Ling Feng's appearance, her eyes couldn't help but keep leaving tears, while Shangguan Xiaoqiu looked at Qing Mian Ling with a look of help, as if begging Qing Mian Ling to save Ling Feng, as for Ling Yu'er is now begging Emperor Shi Tian like a tearful person, that expression is indescribably pitiful.

"Ling Feng, I didn't want to kill you, but if you decide to fight me to the death, then it will be a scourge for you to keep it. Bu Splittian's smile couldn't help but be a little disdainful, her hands were like knives and slashed towards Ling Feng at once, Ling Yu'er looked at the unresponsive Emperor Shakti, her heart couldn't help but be anxious, and then she suddenly rushed towards Ling Feng.

Emperor Shakti watched Ling Yu'er's movements, his brows furrowed slightly, and he took Ling Yu'er away with a dodge, and at the moment when Emperor Shakti took Ling Yu'er away, Bu Splitting Heaven suddenly injured Ling Feng again, and the gluttonous looked at Ling Feng's appearance, it kept roaring, and then rushed towards Bu Split.

Bu Splittian looked at the rushing gluttony, and directly restrained its movements with a wave of his hand, and then attacked Ling Feng again.

The brows of the evil song wind suspended in the air also frowned slightly, and his gaze as he looked at Bu Splitting Heaven also changed, then he took a sip of wine and waved it lightly towards Ling Feng, just when Bu Splittian's attack reached Ling Feng's side, a long sword fell from the sky, and the long sword carried a strong sword intent, and that sword intent suddenly resisted Bu Splittian's attack.

"Step old-timer, I think it's over. Evil Qufeng looked at Ling Feng with a hint of pity in his eyes, and then turned to the Split Heaven, without a trace of waves in his eyes.

"Evil Qu Feng, are you trying to stop this seat?" Bu Split Tian looked at the evil Qu Feng, his eyes were a little unruly, in his heart, the evil Qu Feng was only a little mysterious in the cultivation world, and compared to the real peak powerhouse, it was still too far behind.

Evil Qufeng jumped to Ling Feng's side, then touched the gluttonous head, and then with an indifferent smile, he sacrificed his flying sword, put Ling Feng on his flying sword, took out a black pill from his arms, and let Ling Feng take it.

"I'm not trying to stop you, he himself is my registered disciple, I don't have a disciple in the cultivation world of the Wine Sword Immortal, I finally have a junior who is pleasing to the eye, I didn't expect him to be a disciple of the Imperial Wind Sect, and now that the Imperial Wind Sect has given him up, then he is my disciple." Evil Qufeng held the wine gourd in one hand, and his gaze was a little flat when he looked at Bu Splittian, without a trace of emotion.

"In that case, today I will see what capital you have in the Wine Sword Immortal. Bu Splitting Heaven pulled the demon knife, and then slashed towards the evil wind, the knife technique was a little sharp, and it slashed towards him with bursts of cold light.

Evil Qufeng looked at the demon knife that was waving, he couldn't help but take a step back, the pace of the evil wind, as if he was stepping back step by step, Bu Splitting Sky looked at the evil wind that was constantly retreating, his expression was also a little bitter, and then he put away the demon knife in his hand, his eyes closed slightly, and then suddenly opened, and the momentum of his whole body changed.

A domineering momentum suddenly enveloped the audience, it was like a momentum of the emperor, I saw that his gaze was also a little indifferent, and the demon knife in his hand flashed with a trace of domineering, and then said flatly: "The way of the sword emperor!"

A domineering momentum of the emperor, a momentum of looking at the world, the eyes of the evil song wind are also dignified, he feels the way of the Sword Emperor who splits the sky, and then his gaze is also a little flat, he holds the long sword with one hand, and then closes his eyes, feeling the domineering meaning brought by the way of the Sword Emperor, and the corners of his mouth are also a trace of disdain.

"Huh!" A sword slashed, only to see a sword light flash, and a fierce momentum shocked the audience at once, even Qing Mian Ling, who originally did not have a trace of waves, couldn't help but be moved, Emperor Shakti's eyes were also full of battle intent when he looked at the evil wind, and the fierce momentum covered up the way of the Sword Emperor who stepped into the sky.

The sword of the evil windy wind seems to be in the air, it seems that this space is full of his sword, his seems to be everywhere, everyone looks at the evil wind's gaze is also a little jealous, and everyone can't see the cultivation routine of the evil wind, it seems that it is a person who has left the cultivation world, and everyone is silent.

If it is said that the sword of the Emperor Shakti is like a thunderbolt, with a thunderous destruction, then at this time, the sword of the evil wind is strange, like a ghost, without the slightest pattern.