Ao Feng, Ao Yue and Long You were condescending, despised Ling Feng, ridiculed and humiliated the two lonely siblings.
Ling Feng looked calm. He was just a kid. If he dared to despise him like this, he would have killed a lot of them with just one slap.
However, time is running out, Ling Qing’s life is at stake, and he urgently needs the Blood Melting Pill, how can he delay?!
"I'm going up a mountain to ask for medicine. If anyone stops me, I'll kill anyone!"
Ling Feng's eyes were cold and his eyes were red.
Ao Yue and Ao Feng were only level four warriors. With their bronze treasure bodies, they could be beaten to death.
If you dare to block it, you will crush them all!
"Hey, you're just a loser. How dare you talk to us like this? Do you want to die?"
Ao Feng shouted coldly and looked down upon Ling Feng, saying, "Besides, this is Lingwu Academy. How can a waste like you, who always self-destructs, be allowed to enter."
"Hmph, if you dare to take another step, you are provoking Lingwu Academy and you will be killed!"
Aoyue gave Ling Feng a cold look, not taking Ling Feng into her eyes at all.
Ling Feng looked calm and took one step towards Lingwu Academy.
There was a cold murderous intent shining in those red eyes.
"court death!"
Ao Feng and Ao Yue's expressions darkened. Ling Feng actually ignored them, making them instantly angry.
Ao Feng stepped forward and stood in front of Ling Feng. There were four lines of true energy flowing out of his hands, and he slapped Ling Feng in the face.
The air stirred a few times. This was the palm of a fourth-level warrior. The true energy could tear flesh and blood.
He smiled ferociously, and could even imagine the scene of Ling Feng being slapped away and his face torn apart.
"Xiao Feng, get out of here!"
Ling Qing's face changed suddenly, she screamed hoarsely, and struggled violently, trying to block Ling Feng's slap.
However, she was too weak, her cold body was stiff, and she could only watch helplessly as the palm struck Ling Feng, her anxious face turning pale.
If it were before, Ling Feng would probably be eclipsed and find it difficult to resist the infuriating energy of a fourth-level warrior. After all, he was a waste who couldn't even condense his infuriating energy.
But now, he is not afraid at all, and there is even a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his mouth.
Then, under everyone's surprised gazes, Ling Feng raised one hand and met Ao Feng's slap with swift force.
"Xiao Feng, no!"
Ling Qing yelled sternly, that was a fourth level warrior, how could Ling Feng stop him?!
Her delicate body trembled, tears streaming down her face, she couldn't bear to see Ling Feng's blood stained scene, she didn't want Ling Feng to die because of her!
"act recklessly!"
Ao Feng's face was cold and his mouth was sarcastic. This good-for-nothing was still as impulsive as before.
And the price is death!
With a sound of "Pa!", the two slaps were printed directly together.
"What a miserable waste, how dare you challenge Ao Feng." Ao Yue sneered and shook her head.
"I'm afraid, I can slap him to death!" Long You smiled contemptuously.
However, the next moment, a strange scene occurred.
Ling Feng remained motionless, his expression silent, while Ao Feng's expression changed horribly, his face turned pale, he wailed, and was knocked to the ground by the slap.
A tremor of "dong".
The back of Aofeng's head hit the ground with a dull sound and he felt dizzy.
His palm was broken, the flesh and blood were blurred by Ling Feng's slap, and the whole arm hung down.
At this moment, his heart collapsed and he was shocked. At that moment, he felt as if he had been hit by a huge rock.
"Gah?"
Aoyue and Long You were both startled, with incredible looks in their eyes.
"Then it was Ao Feng who was slapped down?!"
At this moment, they were stunned, looking at Aofeng lying on the ground wailing, their jaws almost dropped in shock.
How is this possible?!
Isn't Ling Feng a waste? His body is so weak that a gust of wind can blow him down.
But what happened now? Ao Feng, the fourth-level warrior, was knocked down with a slap?
Not to mention Ao Feng, Ao Yue, and even Ling Qing were dumbfounded and in disbelief. Ling Feng slapped Ao Feng over.
That's a fourth-level warrior!
"Ling Feng, you are looking for death!"
At this moment, Aoyue and Long You woke up from the shock, their eyes gloomy.
Immediately, they shouted loudly, clenched their fists, and charged towards Ling Feng. Each one of them was a fourth-level martial arts disciple.
Four strands of true energy lingered around their hands, stirring the air and attacking Ling Feng from two directions.
"Hmph, I'll slap you all to death!"
Ling Feng was happy and unafraid, strode forward, and slapped him out with a slap in the face. The wind was like a tiger, and it fell down like a rock.
"Bang"
He directly faced Aoyue, with a little bit of bronze light rising up, suppressing all the four zhenqi bit by bit, collapsing, and sending Aoyue flying away with a slap.
"puff"
A stream of blood overflowed from the corner of Aoyue's mouth. Her arm was broken and drooped. Cold sweat broke out on her face. She grimaced in pain and fell to the ground.
Then, Ling Feng turned around and slapped out his palm, scattering all four of Long You's zhenqi and breathing on the latter's face.
There was a "pop" sound.
You Long groaned, staggered, and rolled out.
The corners of his mouth were cracked, a stream of blood flowed out, and two teeth fell out.
There was a bright red slap mark on that little face, which was as high as a five-finger mountain.
At this moment, everyone was stunned and looked at Ling Feng in shock.
Ao Feng and Ao Yue were extremely shocked, their faces were ferocious and they couldn't believe it.
What happened during this month? Why did Ling Feng seem to be completely transformed? He slapped them three times in succession, beating them like pigs, and it was impossible to even fight back.
They are all fourth-level warriors, but they are so vulnerable?!
"ah?"
Ling Qing covered her mouth and looked shocked.
Is this still the weak brother who gasps for air even after taking a few steps?
How powerful would it be to knock down a fourth-level warrior with just one slap?!
"If you dare to mess with me again, I will beat you to death one by one!"
Ling Feng looked coldly at Ao Feng and Ao Yue, with a trace of killing intent flashing in his eyes.
They were just three clowns. If he hadn't been afraid, he would have slapped them to death long ago.
Back then, he single-handedly swept through the younger generation of the Holy Mountain. He could scare away the geniuses with just one word. Who would dare to humiliate him?!
"Ling Feng, please don't..."
Aofeng's face was ferocious, and his eyes were fierce, staring at Ling Feng like a snake or scorpion.
However, his words were immediately interrupted.
Ling Feng stepped on Aofeng's mouth, causing his jaw to fall off, and he howled miserably.
Immediately, he glanced at Aoyue and Long You. As a result, they were both trembling with horror, their faces were pale, and their blood had completely faded.
Then, Ling Feng carried Ao Feng and Ao Yue over, pinching their necks as if they were carrying a chicken.
He directly stretched out his hand and took out all the bottles and jars on the three people's bodies, accompanied by a faint fragrance.
"Blood Melting Pill!"
Ling Feng's expression suddenly became overjoyed. Among the bottles and jars, he unexpectedly found a blood-melting pill, which was only as big as a pea and covered with blood. There was a faint burning aura floating around it.