The Glory of Nations Chapter 68: The Time of Awakening
Just when Ling Feng was running away, a middle-aged man appeared upstairs at Linglong Pharmacy. He was dressed in simple and elegant clothes, with long hair tied on top of his head. His eyes seemed to see through everything. He just stood there.
He had his hands behind his back, but it seemed as if the whole world was centered on him, and people couldn't help but focus on his handsome face.
If Ling Feng were here, he would definitely be surprised, because Ling Ruoyu and this man actually look a bit alike. Ling Ruoyu sat on the chair and looked at him indifferently.
Song Yu and Lin'er were standing behind Ling Ruoyu with an old man, and their hearts almost jumped out of their chests. They still remembered that Ling Feng was being chased by a strong man at the fifth level of Tongxuan, and every second was extremely precious.
, but what can be done now, Qingjun is here! Which Qingjun? Ling Tianqing, the king of Tianyu Kingdom!
"Do you also need to wear a veil in front of me?"
Ling Tianqing said with a smile, even if he took off his royal robes and dragon clothes, the imperial power on his body was not reduced at all, and his magnetic voice seemed to be directly transmitted to Lin'er and the others' souls.
"This is what my mother said, you can only show your true face to Mr. Ruyi."
Ling Ruoyu said calmly, as if she didn't care about her father at all. Qingjun shook his head and sat on the chair, pouring himself a glass of wine and putting it in front of his eyes and looking at it, "You do
So enjoyable.”
"After all, I'm getting married in a few years, and I might never be able to drink flower wine like this again."
Ling Ruoyu looked at his father, a high and mighty monarch, a powerful seventh-level king of heaven!
"You guys should step back. By the way, Mr. Xu will go take care of that boy. After all, he is the one that my girl likes. I also want to see if he can join the Tianyu Kingdom!"
Ling Tianqing looked at his daughter and said with a smile. Song Yu and Lin'er both breathed a sigh of relief. They bowed their heads respectfully and called Your Majesty before exiting the room. Mr. Xu jumped out of the window and turned into an afterimage.
He rushed out of the adventurous city quickly, with anxiety in his eyes. He liked that boy very much. He was courageous and capable. He was looking forward to him standing in the Tianyu Kingdom competition and causing a scene.
He could best understand how fast Tongxuan was at the fifth level. He was delayed for a while because of Ling Tianqing, but Mr. Xu felt that Ling Feng should have been chased by Jia Ying.
"I delayed him for a while. If that kid is really that powerful, he can survive a few moves under Tongxuan fifth level until Mr. Xu appears. If he survives, he will be the winner of the Tianyu Kingdom.
You don’t have to worry about the suspicious dark horse if he doesn’t survive.”
Ling Tianqing looked at his daughter. His third daughter was the most similar to him, both in personality and talent, but it was a pity that she was a woman.
Ling Ruoyu looked at her father, and held the jade hands under her sleeves tightly together. Even though she seemed calm on the surface, only she knew how anxious she was, because Ling Feng might not survive! But no matter how anxious she was, she might not survive!
There was nothing she could do if she was anxious. She didn't have the strength to help Ling Feng.
"It won't go as you wish."
Ling Ruoyu lowered her eyes and said, then she stopped looking at her father and walked outside the window sill to look at the city wall in the distance. What happened to that young man now?
Ling Tianqing looked at his daughter's back. He was not an ordinary person. He was the monarch of a country. He needed to stabilize his absolute power, so wooing young geniuses was the best way.
, allowing the future king to serve the royal family. This has been the case for thousands of years.
…
"Well!"
At this moment, outside the old city, Ling Feng was grabbed by Jia Ying's throat and raised high. Jia Ying looked at the red-haired boy. Only now did he realize that Ling Feng was only sixteen years old and already a Na.
Xuan, sixteen-year-old Na Xuan!
"It's a pity that the future king will die at my hands."
Jia Ying smiled and said, Ling Feng's eyes were fixed on Jia Ying, and the palm of his throat moved, obviously trying to break his neck directly, but flames suddenly appeared in Ling Feng's arms, followed by a shocking beast roar,
A giant tiger nearly 100 meters tall and covered in flames suddenly appeared and slapped Jia Ying away with its paw.
"Roar!"
The huge body of the flaming tiger stood in front of Ling Feng. Jia Ying looked up at the monster beast with surprise in his eyes: "Demon King? Haha, but that's it. You can't escape."
Jia Ying walked towards the Fiery Tiger step by step. Countless thorns appeared on the ground and tangled and waved towards the Fiery Tiger. The Fiery Tiger's whole body was filled with golden fire and rushed towards Jia Ying. The ground trembled again and again.
"Ironwood blooms!"
Looking at the roaring Flame Tiger, Jia Ying gave a cold shout. The thorns hardened instantly and became like gold and iron wrapped around the limbs of the Flame Tiger. The Flame Tiger froze, and then struggled angrily, but those thorns were extremely strong.
It firmly held it in place and spread towards the body. The sharp thorns on the thorns pierced into its flesh and blood, and the golden blood splashed on the ground and turned into soaring flames.
Jia Ying walked calmly past the Fiery Tiger. The Fiery Tiger turned its head and struggled hard, regardless of the thorns getting into her flesh. The flames all over her body burned the thorns desperately. The two huge tiger eyes were shining with golden light, and they used their teeth to
The thorns bit her feet, and the thorns scratched out bloody wounds one after another. Regardless of the pain, she struggled desperately to protect Ling Feng.
"You have to die!"
Ling Feng's eyes were tangled with bloodshot eyes, and both eyes turned blood red, with blood flowing down from the eyes. At the same time, there were countless bloodshot eyes on his bare chest, starting from the heart and spreading to all sides, until his neck and face were all covered with bloodshot eyes.
"boom!"
Ling Feng, who was in a furious state, held a long red sword as long as his body with both hands. The soil beneath his feet was hollow, and he rushed towards Jia Ying. A red half-moon flashed through the air and slashed hard towards Jia Ying's head. A strange light appeared in Jia Ying's eyes. This power was
It already has the attack power of the fifth level of Naxuan.
Even so, it still didn't work. The wind and waves kept hitting Jia Ying's face. Looking at the long sword above his head, the corner of his mouth raised "You can't do it!"
"Wow!"
Blood flowed from Ling Feng's eyes, and the storm rolled around him. The earth and rocks were blown away by the powerful fluctuations. A desperate scene appeared for Ling Feng. Jia Ying actually held the red sword blade with only one hand, and his whole body
They all sank into the soil, and the green and red profound energy competed with each other, with the green forcefully dispersing the red.
"Good sword."
Jia Ying looked at the sword blade in his hand. With his strength, he couldn't even crush the sword's blade. You can imagine how incredible this material was.
He raised his hand and hit Ling Feng in the face with a palm. Ling Feng couldn't dodge at all and was blown away. The golden hairpin on his head fell and stuck into the soil. Ling Feng's red hair was flying in the air, and then the whole
People smashed it on the ground and plowed it out
There was a long ditch, his face was covered in blood, and the bridge of his nose was sunken.
"Come... again!"
Ling Feng stood up with difficulty, leaning on the red light, squinting his eyes with swelling, and continued to walk towards Jia Ying. Jia Ying looked at the young man who had no part of his body intact, his expression gradually became serious and he murmured: "It's a pity.
Ah, you are not from my sect." A sharp wooden spear appeared in his hand and shot out.
"puff!"
Blood sprayed out, and Ling Feng's right chest was pierced by a wooden spear. Ling Feng used all his strength to insert the red light into the ground, but the strong remaining strength still took him out for a while, and the blood-stained wooden spear penetrated from the back.
When he came out, Ling Feng was half-kneeling on the ground with disheveled hair, blood dripping from his nose.
He can't kill, he can't fight, he can't stop, he can't escape, he can't do it!
The Blazing Tiger went crazy and roared all day long. The pure golden flames melted and burned the thorns bit by bit. At the same time, its limbs tried their best to walk towards Lingfeng. The thorns got into her flesh and got stuck on the bones.
Pulling the thorns, he struggled towards Lingfeng step by step.
The movement here was so great that it attracted countless people. When they saw such a sad scene, they were shocked, but they did not dare to go. They only knew that the monster and the boy were going to die.
But there was another white-haired old man in the crowd. Looking at Ling Feng who was kneeling on the ground, he squeezed out of the crowd and rushed towards Ling Feng amidst the surprised eyes of everyone.
Jia Ying walked ten meters away from Lingfeng. He looked at the young man who was still holding on even though the flesh and blood on his knees had been worn down to only bone and flesh. He then looked back at the flaming tiger pulling thorns and walking towards this side. He shook his head.
Sighing: "Go in peace, I won't let you stay!"
A wooden spear appeared instantly and shot at Ling Feng's head. Ling Feng raised his head, his bloody face facing the wooden spear that was about to take away his life. No one knew what he was thinking.
But in an instant, an old man flashed past and stood in front of Ling Feng resolutely. The wooden spear pierced his head, but it did not penetrate out but stuck firmly. Blood flowed from his forehead.
The blood flowed down his old wrinkled cheeks, showing no joy or sadness, and his eyes were dim.
"grandfather!"
A girl's sad voice resounded throughout the world. She was wearing a small white dress and running towards here with bare feet. Her ice-blue hair was flying behind her head, and there were two streams of tears hanging on her delicate face.
It kept flowing down.
Ignoring that Jia Ying was right behind her, she hugged Xue Qing's thin body and held his old and rough face with her two small white hands. Her hands were stained with blood.
Xue Bing'er looked at the hot blood on her hands, and her beautiful ice-blue pupils shrank sharply. He didn't dare to look up, afraid of seeing his grandfather's appearance at this moment. She threw herself into Xue Qing's arms, crying so hard that she couldn't even let out a cry.
Her voice and only the tears on her face told her sadness.
Xue Bing'er looked at the unrecognizable Ling Feng who was kneeling on the ground. She was childish and innocent and never knew what disgust felt like. At this moment, she resentfully roared at Ling Feng: "It's you! It's you who killed grandpa! Ugh!"
Ling Feng's swollen eyes could only see a little bit, and he saw the girl who had always called him big brother roaring angrily. He was speechless and unable to shed tears. Only his heart was still beating slowly again and again.
The little girl hugged Xue Qing and buried her head in Xue Qing's arms, sobbing. Blood dripped from Xue Qing's chin and onto Xue Bing'er's beautiful ice-blue hair.