Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 703: Chapter 704: Flying Immortal Swordsmanship! (1 more)

”You’re not the first person to say that, but all those who did are dead by my hand!”

Ling Feng instantly drew out his Ten Directions Annihilation, his shoulder still burdened with Tuoba Yan, preventing him from fully focusing on his adversary.

”Hmph, how interesting. You still have the mood for jokes when you’re on the brink of death!”

Shen Lang’s eyes grew colder as he looked at Ling Feng, ”You’ve already acquired enough secret manuals outside, you really shouldn’t be greedy for the Divine Desolate Treasure Box. The mysteries of this Treasure Box aren’t something an ordinary person like you can decipher. I’ll give you one last chance, either hand over the Treasure Box or die!”

”So that box is called the Divine Desolate Treasure Box.” Ling Feng remembered this name, looking up at Shen Lang with a cold smile, ”I might be an ordinary person, but aren’t you just as ordinary? Don’t think too highly of yourself!”

”Moreover, you’re smart but I’m not a fool either. If I don’t die, the news of the Divine Desolate Treasure Box falling into your hands could very well leak out, right? If I were you, I certainly wouldn’t let anyone who knows this secret get away, do you agree?”

Ling Feng said with a grin.

”You are indeed a clever man, it seems we are of the same kind. Therefore, I absolutely can’t let you live!”

Shen Lang uncorked his wine gourd, took a big swig, and fiercely sprayed it onto the Sword Blade, swinging the Sword Edge to directly perform the ”Wine God Curse”!

This guy, really going all out like a lion fights a rabbit, even when facing an opponent clearly weaker than himself!

Ling Feng panicked inside, knowing he couldn’t wait for Feeng Yan to wake up and immediately initiated his movement technique to make a break for it.

”Think you can escape? Flying Immortal Swordsmanship!”

Shen Lang let out a cold laugh, his flying sword shooting out with a ”whoosh,” and he actually stood on the Sword Blade, pursuing Ling Feng with an astonishingly exaggerated speed.

”Damn it!”

Ling Feng pushed his Carefree Sword Step to the limit. When he looked back, he saw Shen Lang riding the flying sword, moving even faster than his own Carefree Sword Step by a sliver.

”You can’t escape!”

Shen Lang laughed heartily, confident that with his speed, it wouldn’t take long for the Divine Desolate Treasure Box that Ling Feng had taken from the Scripture Pavilion to fall into his hands.

He even intentionally slowed down to make Ling Feng consume more True Qi, making Ling Feng’s death seemingly inevitable.

Of course, what puzzled him was that this man, clearly facing his doom, was still carrying that woman; he was either hopelessly infatuated or just a desperate lecher.

Ling Feng took a deep breath, gathered his focus, and realized that Shen Lang was using this tactic to make him waste his True Qi and was driving him into a corner.

But Shen Lang was still too naive.

He didn’t know that Ling Feng possessed an incredibly heaven-defying ability, Martial Technique Copying!

During Shen Lang’s pursuit, he gradually deciphered the mysteries of the Flying Immortal Swordsmanship.

Finally, after Shen Lang chased Ling Feng for about 15 minutes, Ling Feng let out a clear whistle, shooting his Ten Directions Annihilation straight out from his hand, ”Flying Immortal Swordsmanship!”

Then, Ling Feng also stood atop his own Ten Directions Annihilation with a ”whoosh,” suddenly increasing his speed dramatically!

”What?”

Shen Lang’s eyes nearly popped out, staring incredulously at Ling Feng.

The fundamental requirement of this Flying Immortal Swordsmanship was to resonate with one’s own Sword, achieving Heart Sword Unification. When he himself first obtained the Wine God Swordsmanship, it took him almost half a year of cultivation to modestly master the ”Flying Immortal Swordsmanship.”

But Ling Feng, he had actually mastered this secret technique in just 15 minutes!

He had no idea that the Ten Directions Annihilation that Ling Feng wielded was a Heavenly Weapon of the Human Dao, summoned by his very own Human Dao Eye. They were essentially one and the same - not just Heart Sword Unification, but actual Human Sword Integration. The man was the sword, the sword was the man!

So, when Ling Feng had grasped the mysteries of this secret technique, he hardly needed to practice it; he could achieve Yuanrong Yi Zhuan with ease. His handling of it was even more adept than Shen Lang’s.

”Damn it!”

Shen Lang cursed inwardly with regret, suddenly accelerating the pace in a mad pursuit. Although Ling Feng’s cultivation was not a match for Shen Lang’s, and he was carrying Tuoba Yan, in the long run, Shen Lang gradually caught up with them.

Even Tuoba Yan, perched on his shoulder, let out a soft cough, slowly returning to consciousness.

This woman’s understanding of Phantom Techniques far exceeded that of ordinary people, which explained why she was less affected by them. Plus, the constant pressure from Ling Feng’s shoulder on her stomach was enough to wake her from pain.

”Ouch!”

Tuoba Yan cried out in pain and realized she was being desperately carried away by Ling Feng. She frowned and asked through gritted teeth, ”Ling Feng, what’s going on?”

”You’re awake?”

Still carrying Tuoba Yan, Ling Feng responded urgently, ”Now’s not the time for explanations. Can you get down and fly on your own?”

Tuoba Yan formed a Hand Formation and unfurled a pair of light purple wings behind her, leaping off Ling Feng’s shoulder. However, she discovered that she was having trouble keeping up with his pace.

Rubbing her abdomen gently and taking a quick look around, Tuoba Yan noticed that there was a man dressed in black relentlessly pursuing Ling Feng behind them.

How clever she was! Even without Ling Feng’s explanation, she pretty much understood the situation.

Given Ling Feng’s strength, carrying her indeed left him no chance to face off against that man named Shen Lang.

Yet, even in such peril, Ling Feng had not abandoned her...

Tuoba Yan bit her silver teeth, feeling a touch of emotion, but what came out was, ”You idiot, why didn’t you just drop me?”

”It’s hard to say why.”

Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders, noting Shen Lang edging closer behind them. He quickly grabbed Tuoba Yan’s wrist and picked up speed once more, adding, ”Maybe it’s because I’ve gotten used to having you around.”

”What!”

Tuoba Yan bit her silver teeth again, her face flushing slightly when Ling Feng suddenly seized her wrist.

After a moment of silence, Tuoba Yan looked back and said gravely, ”Ling Feng, this won’t work! That guy, he’s faster than us. If we can’t outrun him, let’s fight! Together, we might stand a chance!”

”Heh heh, I’ve been waiting for you to say that!”

Ling Feng, controlling the Ten Directions Annihilation, came to an abrupt halt.

What was before was before, now was now. Tuoba Yan’s strength should never be underestimated.

Now that Tuoba Yan was ready to fight, why should he fear a battle?

United with Tuoba Yan, even Shen Lang’s Wine God Swordsmanship might not gain the upper hand.

Shen Lang wanted to kill him to seize the Divine Desolate Treasure Box, and he himself wanted to silence Shen Lang, to prevent the news from leaking out.

Furthermore, he might learn some information about the Divine Desolate Treasure Box from this man.