Chapter 796: Chapter 797: The Dead Person? (4 more updates)
“Yan’er, find a place to hide first!”
Ling Feng took a deep breath, signaling Tuoba Yan to hide first while he alone faced the Demon Statue.
Tuoba Yan knew that he couldn’t help Ling Feng at the mont and could only avoid getting in the way, lest he beca a burden to Ling Feng.
Everything happened in an instant; before Ling Feng could catch his breath, the head of the Demon Statue weirdly began to rotate. Its eyes, which had dimd slightly, now flickered with light again, imdiately followed by two blood-red beams shooting out.
This ti, the two beams intertwined and were shot out simultaneously, reaching their target almost instantly.
Ling Feng’s eyelids twitched wildly; he dared not be careless, his movent technique unfolding at a subtly evasive angle. The two beams shot out quickly, destroying the vast terrain in the distance.
Fortunately, Ling Feng’s Carefree Sword Step triumphed with the elent of surprise. After acquiring the incomplete scroll of Carefree Sword Step, Ling Feng had mastered this movent technique, later integrating many others. His strength lay not in speed but in his unpredictable movents, making it difficult for his opponent to target him.
The blood-red beams emitted by the Demon Statue were indeed powerful, but alas, the statue was still an inanimate object, with certain intervals between attacks. By leveraging his tricky movent technique, Ling Feng managed to get even closer to the Demon Statue, even using its attacks to disrupt the battle between Despicable Donkey and Lee Qingling.
Both Despicable Donkey and Lee Qingling were Emperor-level experts, but when the blood-red beams shot towards them, they couldn’t afford to be careless either. During one of the attacks, Lee Qingling’s arm was completely obliterated by a blood-red beam; had it not been for his Demon Sword continuously reforming his body, that strike would have severely injured him.
“Damn it!”
Seeing Ling Feng getting closer to the Demon Statue, Lee Qingling gnashed his teeth in fury, frantically waving the Demon Sword, attempting to repel Despicable Donkey and attack Ling Feng.
Unfortunately, Despicable Donkey was not so easily dealt with; Lee Qingling, already inferior to Despicable Donkey, rely relied on the regenerative power of the Demon Sword to engage in battle; there was no talk of repelling Despicable Donkey.
Lee Qingling felt imnse frustration; was he going to fail again this ti?
After dodging nurous rounds of blood-red beams, Ling Feng finally landed on the edge of the Magic Platform where the Demon Statue stood.
The Demon Statue, shaped like an evil ghost with a green face and sharp teeth, held a three-pronged steel pitchfork, standing about thirty ters tall, looking ferocious and commanding.
As Ling Feng avoided the blood-red beams from the Demon Statue, he searched for any chanism-like objects in the Magic Platform while communicating with Despicable Donkey through the Spiritual Pet Contract, “Despicable Donkey, what exactly is this ‘Blood Essence’ you ntioned?”
“It’s the two eyeballs of the Demon Statue!”
“Darn it! How am I supposed to take those out?”
Ling Feng almost cursed out loud; how was he supposed to retrieve those eyeballs? He would probably be riddled with holes by those blood-red beams before he even got close.
“Figure it out yourself!”
Despicable Donkey couldn’t afford to be distracted. The last ti, he had underestimated the Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch and had allowed him to escape once; this ti, Despicable Donkey would not make the sa mistake again.
Ling Feng stood atop the Magic Platform, continuously activating his movent technique to evade the blood-red beams.
Although the power of the blood-red beams from the Demon Statue had evidently decreased, he still didn’t dare to test its power lightly.
But now, with him focused solely on dodging, where was the ti to dig out the eyeballs of the Demon Statue?
No matter how he dodged, trying to get behind the Demon Statue was futile, as its head could simply rotate to face him; how could he get behind it?
“Wait, the head can turn?”
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Ling Feng’s mind, and then his figure split into two, one left and one right, both dashing forward.
If Ye Nanfeng were here, he would have recognized it in an instant—this was his most proficient movent technique, the “Phoenix Double Flying”!
This movent technique was originally retrieved from the Scripture Pavilion on the God Demon Battlefield by Ling Feng himself and was personally taught to Ye Nanfeng. If Ye Nanfeng could perform it, naturally Ling Feng practiced it even better!
At this mont, he split himself to attack from two sides—how would the Demon Statue’s head cope?
Indeed, the Demon Statue, after all, was just an inanimate object. Its head kept turning, trying to attack both Ling Feng’s real body and his clone. But when Ling Feng’s figure split from two to four, four to eight, and eight to sixteen…
With a total of four levels of Phoenix Double Flying, the Demon Statue’s brain finally couldn’t keep up. It could only attack wildly, bombarding the surroundings into a complete ss.
“Humph, trying to fight ?”
Ling Feng grinned, finally finding an opportunity. As the illusions completely confused the Demon Statue, he found an opportunity, circled to the back of the Demon Statue, and directly unleashed the move “Leaving Fire Burning Sky”. Then, with a crack, the Demon Statue’s head shattered, fragnts falling everywhere, eyes dropping out as well.
Ling Feng, quick as a flash, caught one of the eyeballs. It burned hot to the touch, but luckily Ling Feng, with his unique physique and Third Rank Swallowing Fla Protection, wasn’t bothered by such heat.
Just as he was about to grab the second blood-colored eyeball, a dark figure “swished” past him, grabbing the Blood Essence without the slightest courtesy and pocketing it right away.
“Damn it, daring to hide and snatch the spoils!”
A cold light flashed in Ling Feng’s eyes as he turned towards the shadow, only to see a familiar Ghost Mask.
All of a sudden, Ling Feng’s expression drastically changed, incredulity shining in his eyes. This mask was exactly the sa as the one Lin Canglang had worn!
“Ling Feng, thank you for destroying the Demon Statue for and helping obtain the Blood Essence, hahaha…”
The man in the Ghost Mask cackled strangely, and upon hearing this voice, Ling Feng was finally certain—this person was indeed the Ghost-faced Demon Lord, Lin Canglang, from back then!
“You… you were supposed to be dead, right?”
Ling Feng stared incredulously at the Ghost-faced man. That day, Lin Canglang had been severely injured and had fallen into the Ten Thousand Feet Cold Pond; there should have been no chance he survived. Yet now, here he was, nonchalantly standing before him?
“Humph, the heavens didn’t want dead. And how could you possibly kill ?”
Lin Canglang sneered, raising his palm as a surge of Demonic Qi gathered and solidified into a black palm imprint, violently striking towards Ling Feng.
Ling Feng’s pupils dilated drastically—back then, Lin Canglang had cultivated so Demon Technique, and though his strength had greatly increased, it hadn’t been too formidable.
But now, Ling Feng’s strength had improved by no less than a hundredfold compared to when he had been in Xuanwu Village, yet he still felt the terrifying pressure that Lin Canglang emanated.
What Demon Technique had this demon cultivated to beco so powerful?
The situation was urgent; Ling Feng didn’t have ti to think more about it and quickly executed the movent technique to dodge Lin Canglang’s strike.
Boom!
With a loud explosion, Lin Canglang shot up into the sky, his gaze fixated on Ling Feng, a flicker of killing intent flashing by.
“Ling Feng, today I’ll spare your miserable life. The next ti we et will be the day you die!”
After missing his strike, Lin Canglang didn’t entangle further with Ling Feng but instead flew up into the sky, engaging Lee Qingling, who was in a brawl with Despicable Donkey.
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