C11 To be in Danger Again

"You? Right now, you are severely injured, and even protecting yourself is a problem. Do you think you still have the strength to kill Ling Feng?" Although he was a little surprised, Lin Tianhao still patiently looked at him and asked.

"Do you really want me to do it myself? Dad, why don't you just send an expert along with me? I just want to see Ling Feng die in front of my eyes with my own eyes!" Lin Aotian, who was sitting on the bed, clenched his fists. The veins on his forehead were bulging, and his brows were tightly knitted. A fierce look flashed across his eyes.

"Very good. As expected of my son, Tianqi, arrange for a Golden Body Realm expert to go with Tian. Remember, you can't let anyone else know about this. I don't want to ruin my reputation!" Lin Tianhao said without hiding his killing intent as he turned around and looked at Lin Tianqi.

"Alright, big brother, don't worry. I believe that Ling Feng hasn't gone far yet. I'll arrange it right away." When he heard Lin Tianhao's order, a sinister smile unconsciously appeared on Lin Tianqi's face and he left the room.

After entering the Cloud Summit, Ling Feng spent half a day before he arrived at the foot. It could be seen that the height of the Cloud Summit was not exaggerated. However, there was also a steep mountain road that was full of bumps, which made it difficult for Ling Feng to move forward quickly. Moreover, he had been attacked by Lin Aotian's True Essence several times in a row. Although it did not kill him, it was undeniable that the fierce attack had caused a certain amount of damage to his body.

At this moment, he stood at the foot of the mountain, holding the Azure Dragon Sword in his hand. He looked up at the towering mountain peak with a depressed expression. He clenched his fists and said in a firm voice:

"One day, Master, I will come to see you again, and then I will make you proud in front of everyone! I will make you proud to have me as your apprentice!"

"There is no future! Ling Feng, this day next year will be your death anniversary!" Suddenly, just as Ling Feng finished speaking, an ear-piercing voice resounded, reverberating through the mountains.

Ling Feng's expression turned cold. When he heard the familiar voice, an ominous feeling suddenly rose in his heart. Even so, he still looked towards the source of the voice.

As far as the eye could see, there was a huge eagle flying over his head, and on the back of the eagle stood a middle-aged man full of blood and a handsome young man, one of them in black, the other in white, who was riding the eagle at a lightning speed toward where he was standing.

His expression changed slightly. When he saw these two familiar faces, Ling Feng realized what was waiting for him. The hand holding the Azure Dragon Sword also unconsciously moved, ready to strike.

"Squeak chirp..."

The eagle soared into the sky, and its loud and piercing voice resounded throughout the heavens. Suddenly, the eagle's sharp eyes seemed to have locked onto Ling Feng's body. It stretched out its sharp claws and fiercely grabbed towards Ling Feng's body, wanting to tear him into pieces.

"Not good!" His expression changed slightly, and when he realized the eagle's intention, and just as its claws were about to touch his body, Ling Feng's body rolled on the ground like a spiritual monkey and dodged to the side.

"Swish, swish..."

The eagle landed on the ground; although it did not hit Ling Feng, its huge wings, which were like dark clouds, sent out a powerful gust of wind that caused Ling Feng, who had just escaped, to once again roll ten meters away before crashing into a big tree and barely stopping.

"Ahem..."

His body felt weak, but even so, Ling Feng immediately gritted his teeth and stood up. He held the Azure Dragon Sword in his hand, and the veins on his forehead bulged out. He stared at Lin Aotian and the young man in black with blood-red eyes and said,

"What? Are you here to kill?"

Ling Feng recognized the young man dressed in black. His name was Tang Feiyang, and it was said that his strength had already reached the Golden Body Stage. Judging from the expressions on their faces and the words they had said earlier, it was not difficult to tell that they were here to kill him.

"You're quite smart, Ling Feng. I won't waste time with you. As long as you obediently hand over your defensive treasure, I might give you a quick death. Otherwise, humph, today, I will make you beg for death!" Lin Aotian's face was ferocious, and at this moment, he did not bother to hide his intentions and the biting cold killing intent.

"Defensive magic treasure?" He was stunned for a moment. When he heard Lin Aotian's words, Ling Feng's face was filled with confusion. It was as if he did not know what he meant.