Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique-Chapter 1467 - 1468: "Wind Extreme" Song Feilian! (Part 2)

Chapter 1467: Chapter 1468: "Wind Extreme" Song Feilian! (Part 2)

"Junior Brother Ling, now is the time for you to fight for the honor of the Hall of Conquest, please go to battle!"

"Indeed, whether for public or private reasons, you should take action!"

"..."

The pleas were endless.

The veteran elite disciples of the Hall of Conquest, one by one, were filled with righteous indignation, clamoring for Ling Feng to fight, after all, Ling Feng’s strength was not as simple as it appeared on the surface. The battle against Claire was not entirely hopeless either.

If the Bloodthirsty Soul Chasing Arrow could be won back, it would not only defend the dignity of the Hall of Conquest but also comfort the spirits of the Emperor Strong who died under its might.

These disciples who have fought for many years in the Hall of Conquest mostly have a very strong sense of belonging and honor towards the hall.

"Junior Brother Ling, please take action!"

Yuan Ling, holding the barely breathing Yan Wufeng, flew before Ling Feng with a pleading look.

For him, the pure hope was for Ling Feng to avenge his companion, and that already deceased friend, Sun Yuling!

"Yeah, arrogant all day, but when there’s an opportunity to bring glory to the Hall of Conquest, you shrink back, such persons only know how to bicker internally?"

Among the crowd, Yuwen Liang sneered sinisterly, sowing discord, as the disciples saw Ling Feng still not expressing his stance, they frowned at him with some resentment.

"Heh!"

Ling Feng smirked coldly, "You all talk well, why don’t you go? Want me to risk my life to reduce your threat? Dream on!"

Saying this, Ling Feng turned to leave, far from foolish.

Of course, he wasn’t refusing to fight, but the stakes presented by the opponent were not enough.

Druck had presented three Bloodthirsty Soul Chasing Arrows, but Claire had only presented one. Did they hope to get him to make a move with just one?

This was far from sufficient!

Sure enough, upon seeing Ling Feng retreat, Claire immediately took out a second Bloodthirsty Soul Chasing Arrow, coldly saying, "Boy, there are two Bloodthirsty Soul Chasing Arrows now, won’t you reconsider?"

"What, two arrows?"

The Hall of Conquest soldiers were shocked, the sound of swallowing never-ending.

These Bloodthirsty Soul Chasing Arrows not only claimed countless lives of the Emperor Strong from the Hall of Conquest, but if they remain in the Barbarian Clan, they will continue to claim more Emperor lives in the future.

If the arrows can be won, and used to shoot down the Barbarian Emperor, using their own method against them, it would undoubtedly vent a great amount of anger for the Hall of Conquest.

"Junior Brother Ling!"

Feng Shao’an took a deep breath, standing in Ling Feng’s way, solemnly saying, "Junior Brother Ling, perhaps your time in the Hall of Conquest is not long enough to understand our hatred towards the Bloodthirsty Soul Chasing Arrow, but for the sake of our bond as fellow disciples from East Spirit Immortal Pond, don’t hold grudges and take action!"

If he could fight for Ling Feng, even if he was outmatched, he would not hesitate to take action!

"Move aside!" Ling Feng snorted coldly, his face icy, devoid of emotion.

Fong Ling and Chu Tiange showed a trace of surprise in their eyes; Ling Feng was usually not so indifferent.

Even if not for the honor of the Hall of Conquest, with his personality, more than likely he’d want to teach Claire, such a heartless destroyer a lesson.

"Junior Brother Ling, please take action!"

Feng Shao’an took a deep breath, gritting his teeth, even kneeling down before Ling Feng.

His father was killed by the Bloodthirsty Soul Chasing Arrow!

If Ling Feng could retrieve the arrow, it would mean comforting his father’s soul in a sense.

"Junior Brother Ling, please take action!"

Seeing Yuan Ling severely injured and remembering the innocent junior sister Sun Yuling, Yuan Ling clenched his fist, kneeling on one knee before Ling Feng.

"You must take action!"

Ling Feng pursed his lips, indifferent, "Sorry, I only have one life!"

"What kind of talk is that!"

"This bastard! He really is gutless! Completely unreliable!"

For a time, the Hall of Conquest disciples cursed, tough on their own when fighting, viciously, yet cowardly against those Barbarian dogs?

What a shame Lin Mu wasn’t present, his wit and cunning would have naturally deduced Ling Feng’s thoughts.

Opposite, Claire clearly didn’t expect Ling Feng to be so "gutless", frowning, taking out a third Bloodthirsty Soul Chasing Arrow.

"Boy, look clearly, now there are three Bloodthirsty Soul Chasing Arrows! The opportunity comes once, if you don’t make a move, see if you can still stay in the Hall of Conquest!"

Claire raised three Divine Arrows, countless dead souls of Human Emperor, swirling around them with strong resentful energy, even dead, unable to rest in peace.

As Claire raised the third arrow, in the sky, a white silhouette descended swiftly.

This person was the eighth-ranked of the Heavenly Kill Ten Extremes, "Wind Extreme" Song Feilian.

The two Heavenly Kill Ten Extremes entering the Hunting Battlefield were the eighth, "Wind Extreme" Song Feilian and ninth, "Thunder Extreme" Yang Zhen. (PS: The tenth rank was previously mentioned, died in the Death Soul Demon Abyss.)

As Song Feilian appeared, the field fell into silence, even the wind seemingly paused, the whole of Red Stone Canyon eerily quiet.

This person known as Wind Extreme naturally excelled in using Wind Rules.

"Ling Feng, accept his challenge!"

Song Feilian’s gaze fell upon Ling Feng, commanding without question.

Others begged, but Song Feilian had the authority to command.

Though still disciples, in the Hall of Conquest, the Heavenly Kill Ten Extremes held positions equivalent to high-level Elders.

Everyone’s eyes turned to Ling Feng.

Even "Wind Extreme" Song Feilian spoke, could Ling Feng still defy him?

Defy?

Why defy!

Ling Feng’s purpose was to gain all three Bloodthirsty Soul Chasing Arrows, why continue to resist?

However, the act must be complete, Ling Feng slightly frowned, looking up at Song Feilian, "Well, since Senior Brother Song has spoken, I can’t refuse any longer, but what about the three arrows won? After all, the opponent is an Emperor Strong, I’m just a small Divine Sea Realm, likely never returning!"

"..."

With these words, the seasoned elite disciples of the Hall of Conquest had twitching mouths, secretly cursing Ling Feng.

Don’t trust him!

You’re pretense against Emperor Strong?

Haven’t you flipped less Emperor Strong?

Song Feilian paused momentarily, then continued, "Since the opponent proposes a bet, the spoils naturally belong to you if you win."

Then, Song Feilian loudly declared, "Everyone listen, if Junior Brother Ling wins the three Bloodthirsty Soul Chasing Arrows, these items are his. Anyone who covets them will be against me, Song Feilian!"