Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

At this moment, the Saint Level experts of the Demon Clan all revealed expressions of extreme shock.

Could it be that there is such an evil creature among the Human Clan?

Especially the Golden Flood Dragon Young Master, whose face instantly darkened. He was very much aware of Lang Mie’s strength, yet that human boy named Ling Feng, although merely at the early stage of the Emperor Realm, was able to kill Lang Mie in one move?

The Evil Eye, directly struck and severely wounded by Muu God Monarch’s move, saw Lang Mie’s miserable defeat at Ling Feng’s hands and displayed an ounce of anger, glaring fiercely towards Zhuge Qingtian’s direction, and said with a hateful voice: "Good, a Du Yue Heaven Palace, indeed hiding such a talent!"

Zhuge Qingtian smiled without speaking. In fact, when he saw Lang Mie killing Ye Tiannan in seconds, he also thought Ling Feng stood little chance.

But who would have thought, Ling Feng not only won, but won so cleanly and beautifully!

Among the Human Clan, those geniuses from the Tianchuan Sword Mansion and Dragon Sword Mansion were also showing expressions of shock.

And the one who previously shouted at Ling Feng, claiming Ling Feng would win by luck, Wenren Zhan, had now already awakened.

Seeing Ling Feng standing proudly on the arena, his eyes were filled with envy and resentment.

Turns out, there is always a higher heaven, and a stronger person, I am merely a frog in a well.

Recalling the words he had previously exchanged with Ling Feng, Wenren Zhan wished he could find a hole and dive into it.

"This guy..."

Behind Zhuge Qingtian, Zhuge Wan’er had shimmering brilliance in her eyes.

Since the first time she met Ling Feng, because Ling Feng took away the title of "First" that belonged to her, she secretly held malice against this guy.

But later on, she gradually understood, Ling Feng’s evil nature, Ling Feng’s strength, is a realm far beyond her reach.

Yet she had always been holding a breath in her heart, simply not convinced by Ling Feng.

Until this moment, Ling Feng, representing the Human Clan, representing Du Yue Heaven Palace, achieved what other Half-Saint Level talents could not.

She finally realized, her bit of ridiculous pride, in front of Ling Feng, is nothing.

Such a strong one, such a talent, even herself, can only gaze upon him from behind.

"This little brat! Truly more and more heavenly resistant!"

Yeu Junyao gently cursed, although in her view, Ling Feng wasn’t truly competing with those top talents in the Central Origin Domain, but he indeed has the qualifications to be called a talent.

Perhaps, three years later, he can truly reach the level of competing with Yee Weiyang.

"No no no! How can this be possible!"

Yeu Junyao hurriedly shook her head, expelling this ridiculous thought from her mind, "I must be crazy, he is merely an ordinary person, how can he be compared with the top talents of the Divine Race?"

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"Bam!"

Upon the arena, Ling Feng kicked out, sending Lang Mie flying like a ball, holding his long sword, sweeping his gaze over the Demon Clan on the opposite side, he shouted loudly: "Who else?"

The Golden Flood Dragon Young Master’s face slightly stiffened, his eyes squinted.

If not cautiously dealt with, letting Ling Feng defeat the last representative of the Demon Clan would mean that the Human Clan will have a chance to compete for the fortunes within the Blood-colored Ancient Road.

After all, the Human Clan possessed the advantage in numbers. If they were allowed to mix in, it would naturally add many variables.

Taking a deep breath, the Golden Flood Dragon Young Master showed a solemn expression.

This final battle must see truly skilled ones set forth.

As the Golden Flood Dragon Young Master was preparing to select the strong ones for battle, Ling Feng on the arena, however, smiled and said: "May I choose my opponent by myself?"

The people of the Demon Clan exchanged glances, all set their sights on the Golden Flood Dragon Young Master, naturally the final decision was still with the Golden Flood Dragon Young Master.

The Golden Flood Dragon Young Master coldly snorted, fixed his gaze on Ling Feng, and said in a cold voice: "Human, tell this Young Master, your name!"

"Ling Feng!" Ling Feng smiled calmly: "I believe your Demon Clan will forever remember this name!"

"Such arrogance!"

The Golden Flood Dragon Young Master’s voice was icy: "Kid, in the last battle, if you’re afraid, you can admit defeat obediently, to avoid suffering heavy injuries! Fist and leg have no eyes, if you lose an arm or leg, that wouldn’t be fun!"

Ling Feng stood with hands behind his back, merely smiled lightly: "Why, you demons claim to be stronger than humans, and don’t even have the courage to let me choose my opponent myself?"

"Humph! Crude instigation method!"

The Golden Flood Dragon Young Master coldly snorted, said in a cold voice: "You can say first, who you want to challenge?"

Ling Feng looked leisurely, his long sword in hand, pointing remotely, the sword edge aimed at the weakest among the Demon Clan talents, atop a Demon Emperor ranking at the very end.

"Humph! You think you’re overly confident, only to select the weakest among us in the end!"

The Golden Flood Dragon Young Master snorted lightly from the nose: "Laughable, you truly think this Young Master is a fool!"

Ling Feng shrugged, displayed an innocent expression: "I haven’t finished yet!"

Saying this, he drew the sword edge in one stroke, all the way around the Demon Clan formation.

The Golden Flood Dragon Young Master’s brows fiercely twitched, "Kid, what do you mean?"

"Didn’t you realize yet?"

Ling Feng drew his sword edge around the Demon Clan formation one more time, speaking leisurely: "You demons never speak of any credibility. If I defeat one, inevitably someone is unconvinced, and would want to come up for another match, fighting match after match, never-ending. It would be better if you all came up together, resolve the fight in one go, swift and tidy!"

"You!"

The Golden Flood Dragon Young Master trembled with anger, said through gritted teeth: "When did my Demon Clan not speak of credibility!"

"Che!" Ling Feng chuckled, "If you had credibility, would you still stand here?"

"You! You!..."

The Golden Flood Dragon Young Master’s face was flushed red in an instant; one remark by Ling Feng directly choked him speechless.

"Haha, well said!"

"Demon Clan is Demon Clan, to say plainly, isn’t it just a bunch of beasts, trying to mimic standing and walking, they really consider themselves humans!"

"Indeed, if you ever had a shred of credibility, could you run to our Human territory to cause trouble?"

For a moment, all Human Warriors broke into foul language, Ling Feng’s remark clearly resonated strongly with the Human Warriors present.

The Golden Flood Dragon Young Master, his face ashen, stared securely at Ling Feng, said coldly: "Alright, kid, you’re really asking for all the Demon Clan talents to act together?"

"Exactly!"

Ling Feng stood with hands behind his back, shouted with arrogance: "Just now, all those pointed by my sword edge, come to me!"

For a moment, the entire scene was dead silent.

A breeze blew by, fluttering Ling Feng’s robe.

Underneath the vast sky, the setting sun was as blood, coating Ling Feng’s not so towering figure in a layer of pale golden glory.

This youth, standing with a sword, exuding extraordinary spirit, as if a godly War God!

Every Human Warrior held their breath.

At this moment, Ling Feng was faith itself!

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