Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 269: Bloodthirsty Pillage!

Chapter 269: Chapter 269: Bloodthirsty Pillage!

"Damn brat, prepare to die!"

Lei Lingyun was exceedingly confident in his own strength, with forty-nine meridians opened—excluding those monsters with more than fifty meridians—most of the A-class disciples were no match for him.

As for Ling Feng, despite having repelled He Zhongjie, in his view, he was nothing more than "trash."

Lei Lingyun grabbed a Xuan-level treasure sword in one hand, roared, and like a fierce beast, pounced towards Ling Feng to kill him.

In contrast, Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back, facing the furiously charging Lei Lingyun with just his left hand, barehanded.

"Kid, you’re really underestimating people too much!"

A chilling killing intent flashed through Lei Lingyun’s eyes. He had merely opened a dozen additional meridians with the aid of the Purple Luo Creation Fruit, and he thought he was invincible? To think he dared to confront him barehanded?

This was simply courting death!

Lei Lingyun’s expression turned even more ferocious, and he swung the long sword in his hand, which was shimmering with blue lightning, and fiercely shouted, "Profound Thunder Flash!"

This Profound Thunder Flash was a Xuan Rank Advanced Sword Skill and also carried the Thunder Attribute.

Thunder Power was one of the most destructive among the common attributes.

Lei Lingyun, with all forty-nine meridians open, unleashed his strength like a tsunami, bursting forth.

It seemed as though his entire being had transformed into a blue thunderbolt, rolling the surrounding air, majestically charging directly towards Ling Feng’s chest.

One wielded a high-level Xuan Artifact, the other barehanded. Moreover, in terms of cultivation realm, Lei Lingyun was absolutely overwhelming.

The outcome of such a clash was self-evident.

"Hmph, daring to underestimate Lei Lingyun! You damn brat, you’re definitely dead!"

He Zhongjie took a deep breath to regulate the tumultuous Qi-Blood within him, and seeing this scene, a smile appeared on his pale face.

That Lei Lingyun was a reserve candidate for the West Courtyard Sword Team!

Closer! It was getting closer!

Lei Lingyun couldn’t suppress his wild laughter; everything was proceeding smoother than he had imagined. This guy, so recklessly daring to withstand his "Profound Thunder Flash" head-on!

Foolish, utterly foolish!

Lei Lingyun excitedly licked his lips, a bloodthirsty gleam flickering in his eyes.

Indeed, he truly wanted to devour Ling Feng alive and perhaps even absorb the medicinal effects that Ling Feng hadn’t had time to assimilate.

Fist against sword!

Lei Lingyun had already foreseen his high-level Xuan Artifact piercing through Ling Feng’s chest, giving him a bone-chilling finish!

Boom!

Finally, a fist! A sword!

They collided fiercely, Lei Lingyun ecstatic, forcefully unleashing the surging True Qi within him, bearing the thrill of victory as the high-level Xuan Artifact quickly thrust forward!

"Ha ha ha!"

Lei Lingyun even started to display the stance of a victor, laughing uproariously.

He didn’t even need to look to know that Ling Feng’s torso, and perhaps even his arms, would be severed by his sword, and he would easily pierce through his heart, ending his little life.

However, the gasps from behind made his eyelids twitch wildly.

"How... how is this possible!"

It was He Zhongjie’s shocked cry, his voice carrying immense panic and even a tremor that seemed to stem from the depths of his soul.

Lei Lingyun panicked; he clearly saw a pair of cold, mocking eyes fixating on him.

"What?"

Lei Lingyun then felt something was amiss because the process of the sword penetration was too smooth, without the slightest resistance.

He looked sharply and felt his scalp tingle.

Destroyed!

His Upper Grade Xuan Artifact, actually shattered into pieces on the spot!

At the moment his long sword clashed with Ling Feng’s fist, his Upper Grade Xuan Artifact, under the oppressive force of Fist Force from Ling Feng, fragmented inch by inch!

One punch, shattered an Upper Grade Xuan Artifact!

Is this guy really still human?

Trembling!

Lei Lingyun’s body started shaking uncontrollably. Ling Feng’s eyes, like Soul Capturing Envoys from hell, terrified him to the bone, making him shudder without feeling cold.

Such a tough Upper Grade Xuan Artifact, under this guy’s fist, seemed just like paper...

Terrifying! Too terrifying!

Lei Lingyun’s pupils constricted, his legs trembling, and a soul-deep shudder swept through his entire body, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.

Without hesitation, he threw away the remaining hilt in his hand, ready to turn and run.

"Think you can escape?"

Ling Feng’s voice, like a death sentence from the devil himself, was cold, cruel, devoid of any emotion.

"No! Don’t kill me!"

Lei Lingyun shouted, and even before he could react, he suddenly saw that the handsome young man in front of him had a blood-colored vertical pupil opened on his forehead!

That vertical pupil, sinister and evil, emanating blood light, made his soul tremble endlessly.

What kind of strength was that, which almost dangerously sucked away all his Qi-Blood, soul, and True Qi!

The next moment, he saw a ferocious Devil Hand appear in the void in front of him, directly reaching for his head and grasping it, piercing through the top of his skull, draining all his Life Force.

"No——don’t!——"

His voice abruptly ceased, Lei Lingyun’s arms fell limp, and in almost the blink of an eye, his once youthful and robust body quickly withered, turning into just a skin sack.

Weird!

Evil!

The two siblings of He Zhongjie, present at the scene, were almost scared speechless, standing there agape and shaking all over.

He Zhonglei even wet himself and fainted from fear.

"This Devil’s Hand has grown even more terrifying!"

Zi Feng, upon seeing this, remembered how he himself had been subdued by this horrifying Devil Hand and had obediently recognized Ling Feng as his master.

"Hmph!"

The Void Demon Hand instantly devoured all of Lei Lingyun’s Blood Essence, supplementing his True Qi, which significantly boosted his condition.

Casually pushing aside the withered husk in front of him, Ling Feng’s gaze fixed on He Zhongjie, who was already paralyzed out of fear.

The corners of Ling Feng’s mouth curved up as he slowly approached He Zhongjie.

Although He Zhongjie’s True Qi was not as pure as Lei Lingyun’s, under these circumstances, Ling Feng was willing to make do and accept it as well.

"No... no... don’t kill me! Don’t kill me!"

Seeing Ling Feng, this devil-like figure approaching, He Zhongjie trembled even more violently, even lying on the ground, ceaselessly kowtowing and begging for mercy, "You... what do you want, I... I’ll give it all to you, don’t kill me... don’t kill me!..."

"Not kill you?"

Ling Feng’s eyes were utterly cold, "Isn’t it you who repeatedly sought to cause trouble and stir up disputes?"

"I... I won’t dare anymore... I... I will never dare again..."

He Zhongjie’s mouth trembled violently, almost biting his own tongue off.

"Hmph hmph! Three strikes and you’re out, you’ve provoked me three times, today, you must die!"

Ling Feng snorted coldly, then stepped forward and with one foot, stomped his head deeply into the ground...