429: C429 Playing with the Martial Emperor(1)

C429 Playing with the Martial Emperor(1)

"You're not dead!"2

Yan Lihong raised his head and looked at Ling Feng. He had never thought that Ling Feng, who had been burned by the Fire of Vermilion Bird, would still be alive. Especially when he saw that Ling Feng had improved his cultivation base once again, even an idiot could guess it. That Fire of Vermilion Bird must have been refined by Ling Feng.

When he thought of this, his eyes immediately turned cold. Without waiting for Ling Feng's reaction, he rushed out and whizzed towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's expression immediately changed. He was about to escape, but he had already been locked onto by Yan Lihong's aura. He knew that it was too late for him to escape now. Immediately, he took out the Golden Wheel Fire-tipped Spear in his hand. Instead of retreating, he charged towards Yan Lihong.

"Humph! An ant trying to shake a tree. Do you think that you can fight me after refining the Fire of Vermilion Bird?"

Yan Lihong's eyes were cold. He was filled with endless anger towards Ling Feng. He had worked hard for thirty years, but in the end, he had become someone else's slave. Today, if he didn't kill Ling Feng and take back the Fire of Vermilion Bird, he wouldn't be willing to die.

Ling Feng's stomach was also filled with anger. Wasn't it just a Martial Emperor? He had been suppressing him all this time. Previously, he couldn't do anything about the huge difference in strength between them. But now, he had advanced by a small realm, and he had also refined the Fire of Vermilion Bird. Furthermore, the Golden Wheel Fire-tipped Spear had just awakened at this moment. One should know that the Golden Wheel Fire-tipped Spear was now a Monarch Grade Profound Artifact. He didn't believe that he wouldn't have the strength to fight Yan Lihong.

When he thought of this, his eyes sparkled, and his battle intent soared to the sky. Of course, he didn't lose his mind, and he didn't confront Yan Lihong head on. Instead, two huge wings suddenly grew out from his back, and a blood-red color filled the sky. A ferocious and murderous aura spread out. It was the Asura Blood Wings, although there were only two of them. Although its speed might not be as fast as Yan Lihong's, it was still very agile.

The color of the Asura Blood Wings was similar to the color of the sky and the river, as if they had merged into this place. Furthermore, Ling Feng even had an illusion that this Red Mist River was created for the Asura Blood Wings. He could feel that from the moment he summoned the Asura Blood Wings, an endless amount of strange energy was gathering towards him from all directions.

Could it be that the Red Mist River was related to the Limitless Abyss?

Ling Feng couldn't help but have such a shocking guess in his mind.

But now wasn't the time to think about this, because Yan Lihong had already arrived in front of him.

Sensing the powerful Qi rushing towards him, Ling Feng's pupils couldn't help but shrink. In the end, the expert at Martial Emperor was still an expert at Martial Emperor, and he didn't dare to be neglectful. He wanted to use the Asura Blood Wings to merge with the flexibility of this world. He hurriedly dodged, and then thrust out the Golden Wheel Fire-tipped Spear in his hand. In an instant, a whistling sound could be heard as it charged towards Yan Lihong with its claws bared.

When Yan Lihong saw the fire dragon and sensed the fire attribute aura on the fire dragon, his expression became even gloomier, "You really refined the Fire of Vermilion Bird!"

"If I don't kill you today, my surname won't be Yan!" Yan Lihong shouted angrily as he struck out both palms. Immediately, a powerful Yuan energy swept out. The fire dragon was like a small bug that was instantly defeated.

"Then today I will make sure your surname isn't Yan!"

Ling Feng's combat intent was also very strong. He shook the long spear in his hand. Immediately, a destructive light was emitted from the spear's body. Its entire body was flickering with golden light. At the same time, a scorching wave of Qi gushed out and flames rose along with it.

Creee!

A long cry resounded across the sky and earth. Then, under Yan Lihong's resentful and jealous gaze, a huge flaming Vermillion Bird flew into the sky. The Vermillion Bird spread its wings in the sky, and flames rose from its body. The temperature of the entire heaven and earth rapidly rose. It was as if the air was going to burn.

Ling Feng was also a little shocked. The miniature Vermillion Bird in his dantian had been summoned at this moment, and it actually possessed such a terrifying power. This was also something he had never expected.

Under Ling Feng's control, the Vermillion Bird flapped its two wide wings, and then like an eagle, it swooped down towards Yan Lihong.

Yan Lihong's expression changed slightly when he sensed the destructive fire attribute power. Although he was an expert at Martial Emperor, he didn't dare to be careless. The Scarlet Flame Blood Sword appeared in his hand, and a glaring blood-red light flickered. After that, it transformed into a stream of sword energy and slashed out.

The violent sword energy cut through the sky and instantly struck the flaming Vermillion Bird's body. The flaming Vermillion Bird instantly exploded, turning into flames that filled the sky.

"Humph! Such a divine object is simply a waste of a heavenly treasure in your hands!" Yan Lihong sneered and rushed towards Ling Feng once again.

However, the corner of Ling Feng's mouth curled up, and the seal in his hand changed. The flames that filled the sky suddenly condensed once more, and in the blink of an eye, a vermilion bird that looked exactly the same as before appeared in the sky. It maintained the same posture as before and quickly rushed towards Yan Lihong.

Yan Lihong's face darkened, and his heart became even hotter. A divine object like the Fire of Vermilion Bird could be so powerful even in the body of a puny Martial King. If he could obtain it, what would happen then?

When he thought of this, his eyes became fervent, and they sparkled with a greedy lustre.

At this moment, Ling Feng also rushed out from behind the Vermilion Bird, and stabbed towards Yan Lihong with the Golden Wheel Fire-tipped Spear in his hand.

Yan Lihong raised his sword and slashed at the Vermilion Bird. When he clashed with the Vermilion Bird, a scorching heat wave swept out. Even Yan Lihong was covered in sweat from the heat.

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