Chapter 48 Do you want to die or live?

"Go to hell!"

Elder Can Jian stared intently at Ling Feng. Not far from his feet, Di Jingtian's body was dripping with blood.

That scarlet blood stimulated Elder Can Jian's endless murderous thoughts!

The surrounding disciples of the Wenxian Sect all changed their colors in shock. The terrifying murderous aura around Elder Canjian was something that these juniors had never seen before.

Retreat again and again!

The disciples of the Wenxian Sect were trembling. One can imagine what kind of majestic pressure Ling Feng, who was facing the murderous intent of Elder Canjian, was facing at this moment.

However, from the beginning to the end, Ling Feng was not afraid at all. Instead, he looked at Elder Can Jian provocatively and raised his finger at him, "Old bastard, stop talking nonsense. If you have the guts, kill me!"

"die!"

The sword energy swept across and the strong wind shot out!

A sword as black as ink in Elder Canjian's hand buzzed and trembled.

His strength was not at the same level as that of the dead Di Jingtian. With one sword strike, the sky and the earth were eclipsed. The awe-inspiring sword energy almost condensed into substance, and like a torrential rain of pear blossoms, it swept out crazily.

"Go and pay with your life for my disciple!"

Elder Canjian shouted loudly. In order to prevent anyone from blocking him from the side, he used all his strength with this sword move. Even if Elder Qingyun faced this move, he would only die.

Ling Feng's scalp was slightly numb. Such a strong man was indeed not easy to provoke, but he also had his own life-saving magic weapon!

At the moment when the sword energy rushed towards him, Ling Feng took out the leader's jade order, and saw a faint light flashing above the jade order, and the golden sword energy burst out crazily.

Swish, swish, swish!

Bang bang bang!

Two sword auras exploded almost right in front of Ling Feng. Soon, the golden sword aura completely crushed Elder Canjian's black sword aura.

The light gradually dissipated, and the elder Can Jian was seen spitting out a mouthful of blood and flying backwards, while Ling Feng did not move at all!

However, he was slightly sweating when he squeezed the palm of the head Yuling's hand.

Just a little bit away, Elder Canjian's sword energy might be enough to cut off his own head.

"puff!"

Elder Can Jian covered his chest and lay on the ground like a dead dog. A pair of pupils looked at Ling Feng in disbelief, "How is it possible? What is going on?"

Ling Feng did not answer. He walked step by step in front of Elder Can Jian and said coldly: "Do you want to die or live?"

Elder Can Jian was trembling all over, looking at Ling Feng's slightly smiling face, he looked like a devil from hell.

He knew very well that this boy definitely had the courage to kill him.

Ling Feng was helpless. With his temperament, I would not offend anyone unless they offended me. If someone offended me, I would pay him back a hundredfold!

This Elder Canjian wanted to kill him, and he definitely had a reason to kill him, but after all, he was the elder of Liuyun Sword Sect. Under the public gaze, if he killed the elder of Liuyun Sword Sect, he would definitely become two The trigger for the faction war.

Killing Di Jingtian can also be said to be a competition between peers, killing an elder of Liuyun Sword Sect. This kind of contradiction is almost irreconcilable.

After all, he is also a member of the Wenxian Sect, so he cannot be so reckless.

The surrounding elders, deacons, and disciples also held their breaths and looked at Ling Feng, not even daring to take a breath.

Elder Qingyun's face was as dark as water, and he secretly prayed in his heart: This little lunatic, please don't act recklessly!

Within the Xianzong Mountains, the Wenxian Sect, the Liuyun Sword Sect, and the Qiankun Sect stood on three pillars. Once there is a fight with the Liuyun Sword Sect, the Qiankun Sect will definitely watch the fire from the other side. Regardless of whether the Wenxian Sect can defeat the Liuyun Sword Sect, the Qiankun Sect will definitely take advantage of the situation, and the Wenxian Sect will most likely disappear completely in the sect world.

"I...I think, alive..." Elder Canjian lowered his head, like a bereaved dog.

It is absolutely a shame and humiliation for a dignified elder to suffer such a big loss at the hands of a junior in the Qi Condensation Realm.

"Well, that's a good choice." Ling Feng looked at Elder Can Jian calmly without any emotion, and said slowly: "Then, everything will follow the rules."

"What rules?" Elder Canjian said solemnly.

"You brought your apprentice here to challenge, and now he loses. Then, according to the agreement, you should also give me the high-grade mysterious weapons and the high-grade Huang-level swordsmanship, right?" Ling Feng smiled faintly, revealing a row of pure white swords. teeth.

However, in the eyes of Elder Can Jian, this smile was simply more hateful than the devil.

He killed his own apprentice and now wants the sword and sword manual. There is no one more shameless in the world than him.

"I'll give it, I'll give it!" Elder Canjian completely admitted his defeat, took out a long sword and a yellowed sword manual from the space spirit ring, and said bitterly: "This is what you want."

"This sword?" Ling Feng took a look at the high-grade mysterious weapon that Elder Can Jian took out. Although the cold light and sword energy were compelling, it was still far inferior to the pitch-black sword in Elder Can Jian's hand.

"High-grade profound weapons are too precious. I won't bully you. I want the black scrap metal in your hand." Ling Feng said, without any explanation, he snatched the sword from Elder Canjian's hand. He came over and took away another sword manual.

"Me! Me!" Elder Canjian was so angry that he almost spit out blood. His sword was named "Mo Yuan" and it was also a top-grade mysterious weapon. However, after more than ten years of hard work in forging and refining, it had become It is faintly approaching the threshold of treasure weapon.

Even ten high-grade mysterious swords cannot be exchanged for one Mo Yuan sword!

"What? You think it's not enough?" Ling Feng grabbed the high-grade mysterious weapon again and said with a smile: "I didn't expect the elder of Liuyun Sword Sect to be so polite, so I will accept it. Welcome next time Come and ask the Immortal Sect to be our guest again!”

After saying that, Ling Feng held a sword in one hand and a secret book in his arms. He left the dead dog-like elder Can Jian behind and walked towards Xiaozhu Peak in a swagger.

With a yellow-level high-grade swordsmanship book, I don’t need to go to any Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to borrow secret books. This trip has been really fruitful!

"Brat!"

Elder Canjian's heart was roaring, and under the furious rage, another mouthful of blood spurted out.

The surrounding disciples looked at Elder Canjian on the ground, and then at Ling Feng's leaving figure, and the corners of their mouths all twitched.

Elder Canjian is really pitiful. His apprentice died, he was seriously injured, and now he is still so angry...

Ling Feng, don’t mess with me!

For a time, I don't know how many people listed Ling Feng as the number one person who should not be provoked.

At this time, several elders from the main peak arrived belatedly, including Li Liang.

Li Liang saw the corpse of a Liuyun Sword Sect disciple on the ground and an elder of the Liuyun Sword Sect clutching his chest and vomiting blood. He frowned and asked, "What on earth is going on?"

Elder Qingyun shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said slowly: "Senior Brother Li, the thing is like this..."

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