Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 178 No One Will Die!

Chapter 178: Chapter 178 No One Will Die!

Looking at the huge object in front of them, everyone couldn’t help but swallow their saliva with difficulty, their hearts filled with extreme hatred for that damned Red-eyed White Tiger.

"That damned beast, whether it lives or dies doesn’t matter, but it woke up this monstrous creature!"

Blood Python tightened his grip on the long sword in his hand, his palm sweating profusely, "Today, the Hunting Blade Hunting Team might be entirely wiped out."

The Extreme Cold Ice Flood Dragon opened its huge, blood-red eyes wide, sticking out its long tongue and viciously staring at the humans who had intruded into its territory. Large patches of drool fell from its mouth, landing on the ground and instantly freezing it. This Demon Flood Dragon, with its Ice Attribute Demon Essence, was terrifying to the extreme.

"I’ll hold it off; everyone else... split up and run!"

Blood Python roared and charged forward with his long sword, facing the ferocious Ice Flood Dragon without the slightest chance of victory. The only plan for now was to save whoever could be saved!

"Stepfather!" Little Li cried out, about to follow him when Ling Feng quickly grabbed her arm. With her cultivation at merely the Qi Condensation Realm, she would likely be frozen to death before even getting close to the Demon Flood Dragon.

"Heh, Boss Xue, what do you take me for, Old Lei? Am I the kind of person who flees when faced with a fight?"

Chen Lei raised the great sword in his hand and flew out right behind Blood Python. He and Blood Python had been through life and death together for many years, bonded by a deep-seated friendship.

"Damn it, Blood Team; I can listen to you on other matters, but abandoning a brother, that’s something I absolutely cannot do!" Lone Wolf sneered coldly, also surging with True Qi, and bravely leapt towards the Ice Flood Dragon.

Following that, Red Fox, Yee Xiao, and two other original members of the Hunting Blade Team also spread out giant maneuvers, standing together with Blood Python.

While a new team member, Hu Sandao, disdainfully cursed, "A bunch of lunatics, I’m not sticking around to play!"

With that, Hu Sandao’s figure flashed, and he burst towards the back. However, before he could escape the range of the Ice Flood Dragon’s cold air, a huge tail swept out and fiercely smacked him to the ground.

"Ptui!"

Hu Sandao spit out a mouthful of blood violently, feeling every bone in his body had been shattered by the blow. He gasped for a few breaths and then died outright.

"Pretty boy, let me go; I want to fight side by side with my stepfather!" Little Li desperately tried to break free from Ling Feng, her beautiful eyes full of anger, glaring at Ling Feng, "Let go of me, quickly!"

"Calm down," Ling Feng held onto Little Li’s arm and earnestly said, "With your level of cultivation, if you rush in, you’ll surely die!"

"Even if I die, I want to die together with my stepfather!" Little Li’s eyes began to redden, "In my heart, my stepfather has always been like my own biological father!"

Ling Feng pursed his lips, a hint of a smile in his eyes, "Don’t worry, no one will die today."

"You! Let go of me!" Little Li would not believe Ling Feng’s absurd promise, "If you are scared, run by yourself, don’t hold me back!"

"Calm down, I’ve said, today, no one will die!"

Ling Feng’s gaze fixed on Little Li, his piercing eyes startling her.

Unconsciously, Little Li quieted down, biting her lips, and dared not speak another word.

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"Ha ha ha... Good! Good! Good!"

Blood Python’s heart was incredibly excited, his brothers truly had emerged through fire and blood with him, facing the threat of death, not a single one had abandoned him.

"Since that’s the case, let’s show this Ice Flood Dragon that our Hunting Blade Team is not to be underestimated!"

Blood Python roared, swinging his long sword from the front, "Old Lei, you handle this guy’s tail, Lone Wolf, Yee Xiao, find an opportunity to strike, Red Fox, try to pierce its ninth rib on the right side, that’s where its Demon Core is located!"

The Extreme Cold Ice Flood Dragon’s bloody red eyes glinted with a blood light, watching as these ant-like humans before it dared to raise their swords and rush toward it, furiously whipping its long tail.

Strictly speaking, it could still only be considered a Demon Python and had not yet grown sharp claws. Otherwise, it would have belonged to the Jiao Long Clan, and how could it merely be a fourth-rank demon?

"Beast, die now!"

Shouting furiously, Blood Python’s long sword gleamed with an earthy yellow light as his body shot forward like a cannonball, leaping into the air and thrusting directly toward the Ice Flood Dragon’s eyeball.

The Ice Flood Dragon, sticking its long tongue out, opened its mouth and spewed out a blast of hailstones, the bone-chilling cold oppressive. Even a strong practitioner from the Origin Transformation Realm like Blood Python couldn’t help but tremble. The sword in his hand slightly shook, quickly frosting over in the icy chill, immobilizing his True Qi along with it, rendering him unable to unleash the sword light to break through the Ice Flood Dragon’s defenses.

"Drink!"

Blood flashed in Blood Python’s eyes as he, a ruthless man as well, directly stimulated his Primordial Essence Blood. The fire of essence blood thawed the icy long sword, and he swung the robust sword light again toward the Ice Flood Dragon, the sword emitting a piercing sound as it fiercely stabbed toward the dragon’s eye once more.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

The Extreme Cold Ice Flood Dragon neither dodged nor avoided, completely disregarding Blood Python’s strength. Armed with a trace of the Ancient Dragon Clan’s bloodline, its body was far stronger than that of ordinary demons.

As Blood Python’s long sword incessantly neared, other members of the Hunting Blade Team also initiated their fierce offensive.

However, they greatly underestimated the Extreme Cold Ice Flood Dragon!

Their ordinary Mortal Artifacts, striking the Ice Flood Dragon, were instantly frozen brittle and crisp, "crack" breaking into several pieces, and the bone-chilling cold sent shivers down these iron-blooded men’s hearts.

Twisting its body, the Ice Flood Dragon’s Demon Essence burst forth massively, directly blasting the nearby members of the Hunting Blade Team flying. Blood Python bore the brunt and was severely injured; his long sword flew from his grasp and his body, like a kite with its string cut, plummeted heavily from the sky.

"Adopted father!" Little Li covered her mouth, crying out, her eyes tearing up.

"Pluh!" Blood Python hit the ground hard, clutching his chest, and violently spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood.

The other team members also scattered and fell on the ground. The Demon Essence the Ice Flood Dragon had just unleashed was merely to toy with the ants before it, casually not exerting its real strength; otherwise, they might not have been killed but would have surely lost a layer of skin.

"Adopted father!" Unbeknownst to when, Ling Feng had already released his right hand that was embracing Little Li. She quickly rushed to Blood Python’s side, lifting him up, her face dripping with tears, "Adopted father, how are you?"

"Making a fuss, you girl, why haven’t you fled yet!" Blood Python exclaimed, followed by another bout of severe coughing, "Ah, now, no one can leave!"

"I won’t leave, I just won’t!" Little Li sobbed, "Adopted father is like Little Li’s own father, how can a daughter abandon her own father!"

"You... you silly girl." Blood Python shook his head with a sigh and laboriously lifted his hand to pat the back of Little Li’s head, "In adopted father’s heart, Little Li has always been like his own daughter."

"Ling Feng, cough cough..." Blood Python’s gaze suddenly turned towards Ling Feng, his voice breaking intermittently, "I... I know you... are not... a common person, I beg you... take Little Li away, please!"

Initially, Blood Python had thought Ling Feng was just a Noble Family’s Young Master with a bit of talent. But over the past few days, Ling Feng had been too calm and outstanding in every aspect.

Even when the Extreme Cold Ice Flood Dragon appeared, he also maintained a serene demeanor, not the slightest panic showing; all this proved that Ling Feng was definitely not ordinary.

However, he only regarded Ling Feng’s escape tactic from the Ice Flood Dragon because he hadn’t felt any Primordial Qi from Ling Feng, meaning that Ling Feng was indeed just at the Magnetic Condensation Realm. Although he recognized Ling Feng’s extraordinariness, he did not believe that Ling Feng could defeat the fierce Extreme Cold Ice Flood Dragon across from them.

Thus, what he hoped for now was that while escaping, Ling Feng could take the pitiful girl Little Li with him.

"Blood Team, it’s not just about taking Little Li out." Ling Feng smiled faintly, his face filled with supreme confidence, "I will take everyone out."

The next moment, Ling Feng held a dark long sword in his palm with a curve emerging on his lips, looking playfully at Little Li, "I’ve said, today, no one will die!"

Ling Feng’s eyes gleamed with a cold light, and with a sweep of his long sword, he sternly glared at the Extreme Cold Ice Flood Dragon.

And with that look, the Demon Flood Dragon seemed to be frightened somehow; the blood light in its pupils burst wildly, the next moment its gaze locked entirely on Ling Feng.

It tilted its huge head as if pondering—why could such a human with an extremely weak aura make it feel so restless?