Chapter 1468: Wind Absolutely Song Feilian! (2 more)
"Junior Brother Ling, now is the time for you to fight for the honor of my war palace, please go out and fight!"
"Yes, you should take action whether it's public or private!"
"..."
The voice of request is endless.
The veteran elite disciples of the Hall of War were filled with indignation and clamored for Ling Feng to fight. After all, Ling Feng's strength was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, and there was no chance of winning against Claire.
If we can win back the bloodthirsty soul-seeking arrows, we will not only safeguard the dignity of the Battle Palace, but also comfort the heroic spirits of those powerful emperors who died under the bloodthirsty soul-seeking arrows.
Most of these disciples who have been fighting in the Palace of War for many years have an extremely strong sense of belonging and honor for the Palace of War.
"Junior Brother Ling, please take action!"
Yuan Ling flew to Ling Feng with the dying Yan Wufeng in his arms, with a pleading look in his eyes.
For him, he simply hoped that Ling Feng could avenge his companions and his dead friend Sun Yuling!
"Yes, he is very arrogant on weekdays, but when it comes to bringing honor to the Palace of War, he shrinks back. Is this kind of person only capable of fighting among themselves?"
In the crowd, Yu Wenliang started to sow discord in a strange manner. When the disciples saw that Ling Feng had not expressed his stance for a long time, they all frowned and complained a bit against Ling Feng.
"hehe!"
Ling Feng smiled coldly, "That's nice to say, why don't you come? Do you want me to use my life to reduce the threat to you? I'm dreaming!"
With that said, Ling Feng turned around and left, not being so stupid.
Of course it's not that he doesn't play, it's just that the opponent doesn't have enough weight.
That Drucker took out three bloodthirsty soul-seeking arrows, but Claire only took out one. With just one bloodthirsty soul-seeking arrow, she still wanted to take action?
This is not enough!
Sure enough, as soon as she saw Ling Feng flinching, Claire immediately took out the second bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrow and said coldly: "Boy, there are two bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrows now, don't you think about it carefully?"
"What, two?"
The soldiers in the battle hall were shocked, and the sound of saliva and swallowing could not be heard.
This bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrow has not only harvested the lives of countless powerful emperors in the Conquest Palace, but as long as it continues to remain among the barbarians, it will continue to harvest more emperors in the future.
If you can win this bloodthirsty soul-seeking arrow, and use this arrow to kill the barbarian emperor in the future, and treat him in his own way, it will undoubtedly give a bad breath to the entire palace of war.
"Junior Brother Ling!"
Feng Shaoan took a deep breath, stood up and stood in front of Ling Feng, saying in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Ling, maybe you haven't been in the Hall of War for a long time, and you still can't understand our hatred for the bloodthirsty soul-seeking arrow.
But please see that we are both disciples of Donglingxianchi, disregard the past grudges, and fight!"
If he can fight for Ling Feng, even if he loses, he will take action without hesitation!
"Get out of the way!" Ling Feng snorted coldly, his expression cold and emotionless.
Feng Ling and Chu Tiange both had a look of surprise in their eyes. Ling Feng would never be so unkind, right?
Even if it wasn't for the honor of the entire Conquest Hall, given his temperament, he would probably want to teach a scumbag like Claire a lesson.
"Junior Brother Ling, please take action!"
Feng Shaoan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and knelt down in front of Ling Feng.
His father was killed by a bloodthirsty soul-seeking arrow!
If Ling Feng could recapture the bloodthirsty soul-seeking arrow, in a sense, it would be a relief to his father's spirit in heaven.
"Junior Brother Ling, please take action!"
When Yuan Ling saw that he was seriously injured, he was helpless. He thought of his innocent junior sister Sun Yuling that day in the past. He clenched his fists and knelt down on one knee towards Ling Feng.
"Please, you must take action!"
Ling Feng pursed his lips and said, neither salty nor cool: "I'm sorry, I only live once!"
"What are these words!"
"This bastard! He is really a coward! There is no hope at all!"
For a moment, the disciples in the Hall of War were scolding each other. When they beat their own people, they were brutally fighting. When they encountered those barbarian bastards on the opposite side, did they give in?
It's a pity that Lin Mu was not there, otherwise, with his wit and cunning, he would naturally be able to guess Ling Feng's thoughts.
On the opposite side, Claire obviously didn't expect Ling Feng to be so "cowardly". She frowned and took out the third bloodthirsty soul-seeking arrow again.
"Boy, watch out. Now there are three bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrows! You only have one chance. If you don't take action, I'll see if you still have the face to stay in the palace of war!"
Claire raised three divine arrows high, and countless dead souls of human emperors were lingering on them, carrying strong resentment. Even if they died, they would not be able to find peace.
Just when Claire raised the third arrow, a white shadow flew down from high in the sky.
This person is none other than Song Feilian, the eighth of the Ten Greatest Killers of Heaven.
The two Heavenly Killers who entered the hunting battlefield this time are Song Feilian, the eighth-placed "Wind Jue", and Yang Zhen, the ninth-placed "Leijue". (ps: The tenth Heavenly Killed Jue has been written before
, I burped in the Demonic Abyss of Dead Souls.)
As soon as Song Feilian appeared, the whole place immediately fell silent. Even the sound of the wind seemed to have stopped. The entire Red Rock Canyon was eerily quiet.
This person is known as Feng Jue, so he is naturally the best at using the rules of wind.
"Ling Feng, promise him!"
Song Feilian's eyes fell on Ling Feng and he issued the order without hesitation.
Others are pleading, but Song Feilian is qualified to order.
Although Tiansha Shijue is still a disciple, his status in the Palace of Conquest is equivalent to that of a senior elder.
Everyone's eyes turned to Ling Feng.
Even "Feng Jue" Song Feilian has spoken, Ling Feng, do you still dare to disobey him?
defy?
Why disobey!
Ling Feng's purpose was to eat three bloodthirsty soul-seeking arrows in one go, so how could he continue to disobey.
However, he had to do enough to put on a show. Ling Feng frowned slightly, looked up at Song Feilian and said: "Well, since it's Senior Brother Song who has spoken, I can't refuse anymore, but what about the three arrows I won back? After all,
The other party is a powerful emperor, and I am just a small person in the Divine Sea Realm, and I will probably never come back once I leave!"
"..."
As soon as these words came out, the old elite disciples of the Hall of War all twitched their mouths and cursed Ling Feng crazily in their hearts.
I believe you as a ghost!
Are you going to pretend to be a powerful emperor?
There are so many powerful emperors who have been knocked over by you!
Song Feilian was silent for a moment, and then continued: "Since the other party wants to bet with you, the spoils of victory are naturally yours."
After saying that, Song Feilian said loudly: "Everyone, listen, if Junior Brother Ling wins three bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrows, these objects will be his. Anyone who dares to make any plans is an enemy of me, Song Feilian!"