Chapter 40 is going to play you
Ling Feng slowly turned his head, only to see that the huge dragon egg was already in Jiang Hao's arms. Holding the half-person-high dragon egg, Jiang Hao's entire face was blocked, and his appearance was extremely comical. However, what Ling Feng couldn't see was that the hidden smile on Jiang Hao's face had already turned bright red.
"My god, how heavy is this!" Jiang Hao cursed in his heart.
With the help of Tianyi's soul power, Jiang Huan forcibly snatched the dragon egg, and as soon as he got it in his hands, he felt like his waist was going to break. This dragon egg, which didn't look very big, weighed over a thousand catties, far beyond what an eight-star warrior could handle. Fortunately, Jiang Huan's physical strength was several times that of others at the same level, otherwise his mysterious image would have been exposed in front of Ling Feng just now.
"Hey, you've finally gotten a taste of your own medicine." Tian Xing chuckled mockingly, "You little scoundrel, you're too sinister. I reckon this guy is going to be so angry he'll spit blood again."
"Haha, this guy looks like a decent person, but he's actually a complete hypocrite. What about the War King? He still has to come begging to me, haha." Jiang Hao was getting a bit carried away.
"Oh, is that so? Then you go and fight him yourself, I'm going to sleep, these past few days have been exhausting, my old bones are almost broken."
Jiang Hao's expression turned urgent: "Master, this guy might go crazy at any moment. Even a hundred disciples wouldn't be his match. Master, just one gentle move and it would all be over for him, heh heh."
"You little brat is good at flattering, hurry up and put away the dragon egg, what a sight!" Ji Tian burst out laughing.
Jiang Hao put away the dragon egg into his spatial chain, and the flush on his face quickly receded, returning to its previous state.
Seeing Jiang Hao snatch the dragon egg and then put it away with a flourish, Ling Feng spat out another mouthful of blood in anger, his heart was about to explode.
A surge of scarlet rose to his eyes, Ling Feng stared at Jiang Hao, gritting his teeth and snarling: "Bastard, you've taken my elixir, why are you still blocking me?"
Jiang Hao stood up straight, his hands spread out in a gesture of innocence, "Uncle, I said I wouldn't stop you from taking the dragon egg, but that doesn't mean I won't take it back after you've got it, right? Hehe!"
"Little brat, you're playing me!" Ling Feng is now so angry that he wants to rush up and tear Jiang Huan apart. He thinks to himself, "Did I not burn incense before coming out today? I'm so unlucky!"
Jiang Hao pretended to be surprised and said, "Wow, Uncle is so clever! No mistake, it's indeed to fool you." After finishing speaking, Jiang Hao crossed his arms, looking at Ling Feng with a "you can't do anything to me" attitude.
Jiang Hao's living environment in the Jiang family shaped his unruly character. Since childhood, Jiang Hao had his own life motto "I'm a rogue, who am I afraid of?" As such, although he was often bullied at home, Jiang Hao rarely suffered losses.
Ling Feng hadn't thought that Jiang Hao would be so treacherous, but such righteous words and justifiable tone made him seem like the one in the wrong.
"Boom!" A fiery red battle aura suddenly burst out from Ling Feng's body, condensing into a crimson armor on his skin. "Battle Aura Solidification", only warriors of the War King level could achieve this externalization and materialization of their battle aura. The surface of the armor shone with a dazzling light, enveloping Ling Feng from head to toe.
"Haha, still want to spar with me? I wonder if this turtle shell can withstand a beating!"
The enormous pressure that came suddenly almost made Jiang Hao breathe, the explosive momentum of the War King's strong man was terrifying to this extent, and it was unknown how many times stronger than his own father, the war general at the peak. Jiang Hao's current feeling is like a small boat in a waterfall, which will be destroyed and killed at any time. The sharp war gas pierced Jiang Hao's body as if it would explode at any time, but there was not a slightest relaxation in Jiang Hao's mouth.
"Teacher, help me." Jiang Hao's body was already at its limit under this pressure, with fine beads of blood bursting out from every pore, and he could only seek help from Yi Tian.
"En." Di Tian responded with a sound, and the surging spiritual power gushed out again, and the pressure brought by Ling Feng disappeared instantly.
"Huh?"
Just saw Jiang Hao collapse under his own pressure, thinking that he was just a silver rod wax gun head guy. But in an instant, he was like nothing had happened. Ling Feng couldn't care about much at this time, and with a swift motion of his hands, a silver-white long spear appeared in the air. The spear was covered in thread-like blood grooves, and the spearhead was blood-red. As soon as the spear appeared, Ling Feng's aura suddenly rose again, and the surrounding rocks had all turned to dust.
"Heaven-Shattering Spear!"
With a loud whoop, Ling Feng grasped the tail of his gun and spun his body around in a circle. His arms shook violently as he flung the long spear out.
"Hiss!"
The long spear pierced through space like a silver snake, the next moment it had already pierced through Jiang Hao's chest, and then again pierced through several giant trees, disappearing into the thicket.
It was so easy to succeed, Ling Feng was also stunned. This kid didn't dodge at all, no, the place where he was pierced didn't have a single drop of blood, it was an afterimage.
That fading silhouette slowly solidified again, as if Jiang Heng had never left. In fact, under the soul power of the Heavenly Emperor, it was too easy for Jiang Heng to hide himself, let alone just dodge an attack once.
"Strength is fine, but accuracy is another story." Jiang Hao dusted off his clothes and said disdainfully.
One strike was not enough, and Ling Feng seemed to have expected it. His eyes suddenly condensed, and an even more intense battle aura roared in front of him, a high-pitched whirlwind slowly took shape, the whirlwind seemed to pierce through the sky and earth, that was completely condensed from his battle aura. The full-force strike of the War King's peak expert was terrifying like this.
"You little brat, you're forcing me to use the Dragon Scroll!" Ling Feng's expression had now twisted to its limits, with a hint of evil at the corners of his mouth.
The earth rumbled, and the giant trees within a few miles were uprooted. War Dragon Scroll, a high-level battle technique that requires the strength of a war king to execute. Once unleashed, it changes the color of the sky and has the power to move mountains and fill lakes, overturning seas and skies. This is also Ling Feng's signature move, and many powerful war kings have died under this very technique.
Seeing Ling Feng make this move, Jiang Huan couldn't help but secretly praise him. If it weren't for Shi Tian's secret assistance, he estimated that he wouldn't even have a single piece left now. When would he also have such strength? Then the vastness of the world could be traversed at will.
Jiang Hao's hands slightly drooped, and his soul power burst out from the center of his eyebrows. A formless spiritual hand slowly traversed through the air, although it was much weaker than the Dragon Vortex's might, but the intense spatial fluctuations caused the rapidly spinning Dragon Vortex to suddenly come to a halt.
"Soul power, indeed it's you. I don't know if it's my War Dragon Scroll's ferocity or your soul power's dominance?" Jiang Hao's move also startled Ling Feng, his own innate talent in soul force cultivation was already unparalleled, and at a young age he had already entered the realm of subtlety, but before Jiang Hao's soul power, Ling Feng felt like he couldn't catch his breath.
A mighty hand grasped the spiritual force, and the thousand-meter-long war dragon scroll seemed to be strangled like a duck, splitting open with a loud crack in the middle. Before the heavenly boundary's soul power, that high-level battle technique was utterly powerless, unable to counterattack. The previous heaven-shaking change of colors vanished in the blink of an eye.
After crushing the War Dragon Scroll, Jiang Heng's spiritual power surged forward without diminishing in the slightest. He directly reached out to grab Ling Feng. This guy had previously tried to kill him, and even if Ling Feng hadn't made a move, Jiang Heng still wouldn't have let him off. In front of the Tianjing Soul, the War King was just a joke.
As the spiritual force came rushing in, Ling Feng was shocked to find that his body couldn't move at all. The crimson armor on him had dulled to its limit under the intense pressure, covered with cracks all over, as if it would collapse at any moment.
"You think you can kill me? It's not that easy."
Just as the big hand was about to strike, Ling Feng stomped his foot and his arms suddenly burst into a ball of concentrated energy, shaking off the spiritual force of the large hand. Taking advantage of this gap, Ling Feng flashed out in an instant, disappearing from Jiang Hao's line of sight in just one breath.
"Teacher, why didn't you keep him?" Jiang Hao asked in confusion.
"Heh heh, unexpectedly self-destructed both arms. No choice, relying solely on soul power to kill him is no problem, but he insisted on escaping and I was powerless." Zi Tian smiled and said.
"What a pity, but this guy only cares about escaping with his life, and the other two accomplices don't care at all." Jiang Hao glanced at the two black-clad men in the distance and shook his head.
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