Druk frowned deeply. Although his strength was considered to be very top-notch among the elementary emperors, there was still a big gap between him and the powerful ones at the level of Heavenly Slayer Ten Jue.
Although it had been agreed a long time ago that even if they failed, they only needed to refuse to admit their mistakes, but this was also based on the premise that they had the ability not to admit their mistakes.
Now, Ling Feng has snatched three bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrows by himself, and has also safely escaped back to the camp of the Palace of War. With this "Feng Jue" Song Feilian here, it may be difficult to take back the three soul-chasing arrows.
It's harder than climbing to the sky.
With Seinfeld in charge, Drucker could only swallow his anger even though he was shaking with anger.
There is no way, who can let him beat Sein Feilian!
At this time, Claire was kicked into the camp of the Palace of War by Ling Feng, and her end was quite miserable.
The disciples in the Hall of War were stunned for a moment, then became excited and burst into a burst of extremely exciting cheers.
"Haha, well done!"
"Junior Brother Ling, you are truly a talent!"
Of course, there were many people who surrounded Claire angrily. That guy had done unforgivable things to many of their female companions. Now, it was time to retaliate, an eye for an eye!
Ling Feng landed lightly on the ground, glanced at the angry crowd, shrugged, and said calmly: "Just do whatever you want, no need to give me face!"
As soon as Ling Feng spoke, the disciples in the Hall of War suddenly became red-eyed, and began to punch and kick crazily towards Claire, who had lost an arm.
"You beast, I will destroy you!"
"You bastard, you are a scumbag! If you find it, you will be punished!"
"..."
The angry crowd used all their strength to punch and beat Claire until her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, and her face turned pale.
Claire's arm was forcefully pulled off by Ling Feng and her vitality was seriously injured. Then she was beaten like this. You can imagine the situation.
At first, he could yell wildly, then he begged for mercy, and in the end, he was beaten so hard that he couldn't even speak.
This kind of scumbag has made countless enemies in daily life. Even if they don't have any enemies with him, when they hear that he is so vicious to the female disciples of the Hall of War, they all want to cut him into pieces.
"Hahaha...Claire! You have a fucking day too!"
The crowd parted, and Yuan Ling rushed in angrily, holding the dying Yan Wufeng in his arms.
"Junior Brother Wufeng, I am here to avenge you! And Junior Sister Yuling, I will avenge you today!"
Yuan Ling handed Yan Wufeng to a disciple next to him, jumped up, fell from the sky, heard a "click", and stepped hard on Claire's crotch.
"ah!--"
There was another scream like a pig being killed, and Claire was beaten until she was almost dying. However, after receiving this blow that cut off her leg, she was still so painful that she broke out in cold sweat and bounced up from the ground.
His lower body had been trampled to pieces, and blood was pouring out. He was probably ruined for the rest of his life.
However, no one thinks this is cruel. This kind of torture should be used to treat this kind of beast that plays with women and destroys flowers with its delicate hands.
"That's not enough!"
One disciple after another rushed forward and kicked the guy in the crotch a few times without saying a word.
A full half-quarter of an hour later, Claire was lying on the ground dying. At this time, even if there were some wonderful rejuvenation medical skills, he might not be able to save his life.
It's useless, it's completely useless, it's turned into dregs!
There is a kind of pain, it hurts just looking at it!
Even Ling Feng, standing far away, felt a chill behind him.
After all, the hunting battlefield has not officially opened yet. Although people were angry, they did not kill Claire completely. But for such a lustful guy, it would be more uncomfortable to destroy his life than to kill him.
.
"Junior Brother Ling, thank you very much!"
Yuan Ling helped Yan Wufeng walk to Ling Feng and bowed deeply to him.
Although he still couldn't kill Claire, in a sense, Sun Yuling's revenge had been avenged.
The remaining veteran elite disciples who had calmed down re-examined Ling Feng one by one. No matter what, he captured three bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrows for the Zhan Zhan Palace, which was a great contribution to the entire Zhan Zhan Palace!
"Senior brother, you don't have to be polite."
Ling Feng helped Yuan Ling up. Ling Feng admired people who valued affection and righteousness very much.
"Now that the fight is almost done, brothers, it's time to return this barbarian to the other side, so as not to accuse us of violating the rules."
Ling Feng looked at Claire. The guy was covered in blood and fell in a pool of blood. There was not a single piece of intact flesh on his body. His skin and flesh were all beaten to pieces, and his head was bleeding.
Hey, so it is better to be low-key in life. If you do too many bad things, you will always encounter ghosts!
Frowning, Ling Feng reached out to pick up Claire and threw him to the opposite side. When he threw him, he didn't forget to punch him hard in the Dantian.
As the saying goes, eradicate the root of the problem. This Claire is also a powerful emperor after all. If he deliberately wants to take revenge, he will eventually be unable to prevent it.
The safest way is to destroy his Dantian.
The surrounding disciples of the Hall of War all had their eyes twitching. This "junior brother" was so young, but his attacks were really vicious!
High in the sky, Sein Feilian nodded slightly, controlled the wind, and threw Claire into the barbarian camp.
Drucker was so angry that he was trembling all over. When he saw the dying Claire, his pubic area was destroyed and his lifeblood was destroyed. It was so miserable that it made no difference whether he took his life or not.
But the hateful thing is that he actually lost those three bloodthirsty soul-seeking arrows!
"You bastards, you clearly told me not to kill people, but you are so cruel?"
Drucker stared at Sein Feilian angrily, gritted his teeth and said: "Do you want to tear up the agreement and start a war on the spot?"
"Hello!"
Before Song Feilian could respond, he saw Ling Feng flying into the sky, grinning and saying: "What do you mean by being cruel? Is that guy dead? Didn't some people just say that you should not pass the responsibility to someone who is obviously your own waste?"
Others. Now that his skills are inferior to others, do you have any control over how we want to punish him?"
"you!"
Drucker was suddenly choked and speechless. These were exactly what Claire said. He almost broke Yan Wufeng's neck with his kick before. Now, Ling Feng responded with his exact words, making him unable to speak at all.
There is no refutation.
"You bastard, after all, you are so cruel, you must give an explanation! Return my bloodthirsty soul-seeking arrow, and I will no longer pursue it!"
Druk couldn't defeat Ling Feng, so he had to use his strength to overwhelm him. The barbarian soldiers and demon geniuses behind him roared loudly one by one, even alarming the top brass of both sides.
"Damn it, you're so shameless, you obviously lost and you still want to deny it!"
"Fuck your mother-in-law! You were the one who killed me first!"
"A group of uncivilized barbarians who drink blood from their hair and are no different from monsters!"
"Damn humans, do you want to start a war?" A demon genius roared angrily when he heard someone scolding the demon beast.
"Fight if you want. After all, you have to fight when you enter the hunting battlefield. Why don't you fight today? Damn you, do you think we are in vain for the war?"
The two sides were in a heated mood, and the insults became more and more fierce. The situation became a little uncontrollable for a while...