When Liu Yan heard this, his face changed with fright, and he looked at Ling Feng in horror. He never expected that Ling Feng would actually dare to kill him.
And Ling Feng didn't care about that at all, he struck again casually, and a sword energy shot straight towards Liu Yan's eyebrows. Since he had chosen to take action, he would naturally fight to the death. There was no way Ling Feng could survive for Liu Yan.
Chance.
Everyone in the Ye family on the side took a breath of cold air when they saw this, and looked at Ling Feng with wide eyes. No one expected that Ling Feng really didn't care about anything and wanted to kill Liu Yan.
Is this kid really crazy? If Liu Yan is really dead, how can his master let it go?
What makes everyone in the Ye family even more worried is that once Liu Yan dies in the Ye family, the Liu family in Nanling will definitely blame the Ye family. And if Master Liu Yan is also angry with the Ye family because of this matter, then the Ye family will be in trouble.
It's really dangerous.
It's just that although everyone in the Ye family is worried, they don't dare to intervene at all. They have also seen Ling Feng's tyrannical strength. Now, no one in the Ye family is Ling Feng's opponent. They can only watch quietly from the side.
Everything happens.
Ling Feng's sword energy was as fast as lightning, and he was in front of Liu Yan in an instant.
However, Liu Yan did not sit still and took out a painting again. This painting showed a god of war wearing a golden helmet and armor, holding a golden spear.
Liu Yan mobilized the spiritual power in his body and continuously fed it into the painting in his hand. Immediately afterwards, the God of War in the painting miraculously resurrected, with a flash of light in his eyes, and walked out of the painting in full view of everyone.
The golden-armored God of War shook the spear in his hand, like a dragon coming out of its cave, and went straight towards Ling Feng's sword energy to attack.
The sword energy and the spear collided with each other, and violent spiritual energy fluctuations suddenly erupted, spreading in all directions.
Everyone in the Ye family stepped back one after another, fearing that they would be affected by this powerful spiritual power. At this moment, everyone in the Ye family stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes and shock. This scene was really shocking.
The previous landscape paintings had already opened everyone's eyes. In the current God of War painting, there was actually a living God of War walking out of it. Although it was not a real person, it was even more incredible than a real person.
Everyone was thinking at this moment that they really deserved to be the disciples of one of the four great painters. This method was really eye-opening.
Ling Feng was also a little surprised at this moment. Unexpectedly, the God of War in the painting actually walked out. Not only did he neutralize his sword attack with one shot, he also took the initiative to attack him with a shot.
It was the first time for Ling Feng to see such a method, and he found it quite interesting. He looked at the God of War in front of him with great curiosity, and watched helplessly as the God of War's spear stabbed towards him.
"careful!"
Ye Hongshang's expression suddenly changed when she saw this, and she quickly reminded Ling Feng loudly.
When Liu Yan saw Ling Feng being frightened by the God of War, he couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth. He continued to send spiritual power into the scroll, and the aura of the God of War became stronger and stronger.
Liu Yan thought to himself that this God of War was a life-saving means given to him by his master, and it was his last trump card. He would use this God of War to kill Ling Feng today.
Seeing the war god's spear approaching Ling Feng and about to stab Ling Feng's chest, Ling Feng suddenly moved.
Ling Feng quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed the spear in the hands of the God of War in front of him, preventing him from making any progress.
Ling Feng immediately used his spiritual consciousness to examine the God of War in front of him, and then a disdainful sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the spiritual power in his hands increased greatly.
"Bang!"
The golden spear in the God of War's hand was crushed by Ling Feng on the spot.
Ling Feng quickly punched again, hitting the God of War in front of him with one punch.
"It's just a God of War condensed with spiritual power. Do you really think you are the God of War? Even if you are the real God of War, you have to die!"
As soon as the word "death" was spoken, a bang was heard. The God of War was hit by Ling Feng's punch on the spot, and the whole body shattered into pieces.
Liu Yan suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face became even paler. However, Liu Yan was unwilling to accept it, and used his spiritual power crazily to inject spiritual power into the scroll above his head.
The God of War, who was originally knocked to pieces by Ling Feng's punch, was recovering quickly.
The people on the side were amazed and shocked when they saw this.
However, Ling Feng ignored the God of War at all. He pointed his hand and shot out a sword energy. In a flash of cold light, the scroll above Liu Yan's head was instantly pierced by the sword energy.
Liu Yan suddenly trembled and spat out a mouthful of blood again, his face becoming bloodless.
A disdainful sneer appeared at the corner of Ling Feng's mouth, and then he slashed out with another sword energy, intending to cut the scroll in half.
The golden-armored war god on the side immediately rushed over and stopped in front of the scroll, holding a spear in front of him, trying to block Ling Feng's sword energy.
However, this time it was not blocked. The majestic sword was unstoppable, instantly cutting the golden-armored God of War in half, and then defeated him again. The sword energy did not stop, and under everyone's gaze, he cut the scroll with one sword.
for two halves.
"puff!"
Liu Yan spat out a mouthful of blood again. His face was as pale as paper, and he collapsed directly to the ground. With his spiritual energy exhausted, he didn't even have the strength to stand up.
At this moment, Liu Yan looked desperate. This time he really had no choice but to wait for death. The last trump card his master had given him to save his life had been broken.
"Show mercy!"
Just when Ling Feng was about to take action, a voice sounded from a distance.
When everyone saw this, they immediately raised their heads and looked into the distance, only to see a figure rushing towards this direction quickly.
This man was very old, his hair and beard were already gray, and he was wearing a black gown, looking very simple.
Everyone present, including Ling Feng, looked at the person with puzzled faces, not knowing who this person was.
However, Liu Yan, who was paralyzed on the ground, was overjoyed when he saw the person coming. As if he had grasped the last straw, he looked extremely excited and shouted: "Master, save me!"
As soon as Liu Yan finished speaking, everyone present was shocked and looked at the old man. No one expected that this man turned out to be Wu Daolin, one of the four great painters.
The people of the Jianghu are ranked as one emperor, two immortals, three saints and four geniuses. Although the four geniuses are ranked at the bottom, their strength and status cannot be underestimated.
These four people respectively represent music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Each one has reached the pinnacle in their respective fields, so they are called the Four Wonders.
Wu Daolin stepped on a cloud of auspicious clouds at his feet, and at an extremely fast speed, he floated in front of everyone and landed directly next to Liu Yan.
Only then did everyone suddenly realize that the auspicious clouds under Wu Daolin's feet were actually painted. When Wu Daolin landed, the auspicious clouds suddenly turned into a painting. However, the painting was very simple, with only a piece of white paper and an auspicious cloud.
Everyone in the Ye family on the side wanted to come up and say hello, but Wu Daolin ignored them at all, and didn't even look at them. All his attention was on Liu Yan.
Ling Feng frowned at this moment. This Wu Daolin was not simple. He was worthy of being praised as one of the four masters. His strength was unfathomable.
Ye Hongshang tugged on Ling Feng's clothes with some worry and whispered: "Don't worry about me for now. Let's get out of here quickly."
"They don't dare to do anything to me. You go back to the sect and find the master."
Ling Feng shook his head when he heard this, with no intention of leaving at all. How could he leave Senior Sister and run away alone? Ling Feng said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Senior Sister, as long as I am here, everything will be fine."
"I must take you away today, and no one can do it," Ling Feng said in an unusually firm tone.
Wu Daolin checked Liu Yan's body and found that Liu Yang only consumed too much spiritual power and his injuries were not particularly serious, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master, save me, this kid wants to kill me," Liu Yan hugged Wu Daolin's thigh, crying and shouting at Wu Daolin with great grievance and sadness: "If you were one step later, I would be killed.
You must make the decision for me."
"I must not let this kid go, I must kill him to avenge me," Liu Yan pointed at Ling Feng and said fiercely.
Ling Feng glared at Liu Yan, snorted coldly and said, "If you hadn't relied on your status and the Liu family to force my senior sister to marry you, why would I have done anything to you?"
Wu Daolin frowned when he heard this, glanced at Liu Yan coldly, and asked in a deep voice: "Is this the case?"
"I……"
Liu Yan hesitated after hearing this. He originally wanted to quibble, but in the end he didn't dare. He whispered: "I really like her, it was love at first sight."
"And the Ye family has already agreed to marry with my Liu family. If this kid hadn't stepped in, this would have happened. Otherwise, I wouldn't have informed you, old man."
"Crack!"
As soon as Liu Yan finished speaking, a crisp slap sounded. No one expected that Wu Daolin would slap his apprentice so hard in front of everyone, and this slap almost knocked Liu Yan away.
Liu Yan was slapped on the spot and fell to the ground. The left side of his face became swollen immediately.
Everyone present was dumbfounded at this moment, looking at the scene in front of them with disbelief. No one expected that it would be like this.
Even Ling Feng was stunned. He was a little confused by Wu Daolin's slap. He didn't know what he wanted to do.
Liu Yan covered his face with an aggrieved look, looked at Wu Daolin and asked: "Master, he wants to kill me. If you don't avenge me, why do you still beat me?"
"Hit you? I'll hit you lightly," Wu Daolin snorted coldly, glared at Liu Yan fiercely, and said with hatred: "How do I teach you on weekdays? I teach you painting
Hua, by accepting you as my disciple, do you mean that you will bully others and bully men and women in my name?"
Wu Daolin looked at Ling Feng and said with a smile: "This little brother, I have offended many things in the past. It was because I was not strict in disciplining my disciples. Please give me some face. For my sake, this matter
Let’s just forget about it, how about that?”
"Girl, I am here to apologize to you for my disgraced apprentice," Wu Daolin said and bowed directly to Ye Hongshang.
Ye Hongshang suddenly felt a little flattered, and most of her previous resentment towards Liu Yan disappeared. She quickly waved her hand and said, "Senior, you can't help me."
When everyone on the side saw this, they were in awe of Wu Daolin. Unexpectedly, Wu Daolin, one of the Four Great Masters, did not use his power to bully others and avenge his disciples indiscriminately, but instead helped his parents rather than his relatives.
Ling Feng said in a deep voice: "Since the seniors have spoken, I naturally have to give you this junior, so let's forget about this matter."
"But senior, you must discipline your disciple well. If he dares to harass my senior sister again, I will never let him go," Ling Feng said in a deep voice.
"Don't worry, I will strictly discipline you when I go back," Wu Daolin assured.
Liu Yan was a little unconvinced. He glared at Ling Feng and said threateningly: "Boy, just wait for me. Sooner or later I will defeat you with my own hands."
A disdainful sneer appeared at the corner of Ling Feng's mouth, and he snorted and said: "You should be lucky that you have a good master, otherwise you would be a dead person now."