Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 1669: Chapter 1670: Witch Clan Ghost Path! (Third Update)

On the arena.

With the Nine Dragon Fire Shield protecting him, Wang Qian immediately seized the opportunity to approach, eyes filled with both caution and intense killing intent.

”Yin Wind Roars!”

Wang Qian shouted lowly!

Woo woo——

The eerie and desolate sound of ghostly cries echoed in the heart.

It was as if everyone were under the eighteen layers of Hell, surrounded by the sounds of wailing ghosts and howling wolves.

In an instant, layers of tangible black wind rose from beneath Wang Qian’s feet, gradually engulfing his whole body, making his form indistinguishable.

Yet, amidst the swirling black wind, ghastly ghost faces appeared and vanished, emitting ear-piercing ghostly sounds!

Sizzle!——

The area covered by the black wind saw ancient bronze underfoot emit corrosive white smoke.

A chilling wind spread steadily throughout the surroundings.

The Elder Haoling of the Five Thunders Sacred Land revealed a look of surprise, ”If I’m not mistaken, Wang Qian’s cultivation technique seems to resemble the Ghost Path of the Witch God Clan?”

”Indeed, Elder Haoling has sharp eyes.”

The Heavenly Cloud Pavilion Master of Yunluo Sacred Land nodded and chuckled, ”That kid Wang Qian truly has a trace of the ancient bloodline of the Witch God Clan. The ability of this Yin Wind is a talent hidden within his bloodline. Originally, I thought this kid cultivated some evil path technique, but later I understood that the kid possesses such talent!”

”Hahaha...”

Elder Haoling laughed heartily, but inwardly cursed: Just a descendant with a thin bloodline of the Witch God Clan, still far from matching up to Ye Ting.

On the side of the East Spirit Immortal Pond, Biluo Saintess’ heart was in her throat.

Wang Qian had summoned the Nine Dragon Fire Shield and unleashed the Divine Skills of the Witch Clan. This time, could Ling Feng still withstand him?

”Kneel before me!”

Wang Qian transformed into a black wind, covering ten meters in a step almost like teleportation!

Ssss!——

Wherever he passed, the ground’s white smoke billowed violently, corroding everything around!

Before even approaching, Ling Feng felt a piercing discomfort, surrounded by black rain like summer rain, swooping down wildly!

Even just a ripple of this was stronger than ”Wind Rising from the Netherworld” by several times; if confronted head-on, it would likely instantly corrode Ling Feng into a pool of blood.

”Alas...”

Ling Feng shook his head and sighed. It seemed he had to reveal a bit of his cards.

A flash of ghostly light, and the next moment, an unremarkably ancient black longbow appeared in Ling Feng’s hand, with three arrows shimmering with ghostly light simultaneously floating behind him.

”Fake Immortal Artifact, huh? Is it that impressive?”

Ling Feng looked lazily at Wang Qian charging towards him head-on, thinking that if he had Fake Immortal Artifacts, he might as well taste the power of his Immortal Artifacts.

”Yi God’s Three Forms! Falling Star Style!”

Ling Feng plucked the bowstring, directly unleashing the eleven Mixed Element Locks within him, shooting a Dragon Essence Arrow.

Instantly, a magnificent beam seemed to break through the Heavenly Vault and cloud peaks, piercing through the starry sky, directly shooting forth!

Wang Qian laughed wildly to the sky, ”It’s useless!”

Swish——

With a flick, Wang Qian took out a mask and put it on his face.

The next moment, another layer of cyan light shrouded his body, a powerful protective Dharma treasure aside from the Nine Dragon Fire Shield.

”This is the Ten-thousand-year-old Xuan Turtle Mask. You won’t break through my double defense!”

Buzz buzz——

Indeed, though Ling Feng’s arrow collided fiercely with the cyan light barrier, sparks flying, it could not break through that exceptionally tough wall.

”I told you, it’s useless!”

Wang Qian’s heart settled, grinning fiercely, charging forward again, his fists wrapped in black wind, smashing towards Ling Feng’s head.

”Just with the Yi Divine Bow, still not enough?”

Ling Feng pursed his lips, unflustered, directly taking out a Bloodthirsty Soul Chasing Arrow.

Stomp!

Ling Feng pressed his foot to the ground, distancing himself from Wang Qian, simultaneously activating the Dragon Elephant Divine Power, using Ten Dragons Power, drawing the bow fully, fiercely unleashing the Bloodthirsty Soul Chasing Arrow.

Whoosh!——

The sound of breaking through the air seemed to slice through the Nine Heavens, shooting fiercely at Wang Qian’s surrounding light barrier.

”Didn’t you hear me? It’s useless. You—”

Wang Qian sneered relentlessly, but his voice abruptly ceased the next moment!

”Crack!”

A crisp shattering sound rang out, and the cyan light barrier around him unexpectedly showed a crack.

And on the Xuan Turtle Mask on Wang Qian’s face, a faint crack appeared as well.

”How is this possible?”

Wang Qian’s eyes showed an incredible expression. This was the Ten-thousand-year-old Xuan Turtle Mask. What kind of destructive power would be needed to penetrate this defense!

This Ling Feng, is he truly just an Extreme First Rank Human Emperor?

Yet Ling Feng paid no mind to Wang Qian’s ghost-seeing expression, just stroking his chin, musing to himself: ”Looks like Ten Dragons Power is still a bit too gentle! Then twenty Dragon Power it is!”

Whoosh!

Another arrow shot out, bang!

This time, the Xuan Turtle Mask cracked with three consecutive splits!

The cyan light barrier around Wang Qian’s body already displayed a web of cracks, spreading endlessly.

It seemed with one more arrow, this barrier would completely shatter!

”Damn it!”

Wang Qian’s eyelids twitched wildly, how could Ling Feng’s bow and arrow possess such terrifying power!

Wasn’t this just way too heaven-defying!

Right then, there were loud shouts from the audience below.

”Hahaha, I remember now, isn’t this the Bloodthirsty Soul Chasing Arrow that Senior Brother Ling won from the Northern Barbarians last time?”

”Wow, it’s actually the Bloodthirsty Soul Chasing Arrow! A Holy Object of the Northern Barbarians, akin to an Immortal Artifact! Senior Brother Ling truly is Senior Brother Ling, remarkable!”

”Hahaha! What’s a Fake Immortal Artifact, Senior Brother Ling even has Immortal Artifacts!”

For a time, the disciples of the East Spirit Immortal Pond were excited again; previously those disciples from Yunluo Sacred Land had ridiculed Ling Feng, telling him to show a Fake Immortal Artifact if he had the ability.

But now, Ling Feng directly revealed an Immortal Artifact!

Comparing Fake Immortal Artifacts to Immortal Artifacts, it’s nothing but trash!

The previously smug disciples from Yunluo Sacred Land felt their faces burn, struck dumb by the words of the East Spirit Immortal Pond disciples.

”Your turtle shell is quite tough!”

Ling Feng smiled coldly, already holding the third Bloodthirsty Soul Chasing Arrow.

Set the bow!

Shoot the arrow!

All in one go!

This time, Ling Feng directly activated the power of thirty Dragon Elephants, combined with the might of the Immortal Bow Evil Arrow, fully unleashing his power.

Bang!

The void seemed about to collapse, the ground of the sixth arena was pulverized inch by inch by the power of Ling Feng’s arrow.

Where the arrow passed, the ground deeply sank, reaching several feet into the earth!

It must be noted that this was a surface fortified by a Barrier Formation, and hence one could only imagine the terrifying power of this arrow.

Crack!

The Ten-thousand-year-old Xuan Turtle Mask shattered!

Following that, the Nine Dragon Fire Shield shattered!

Two Fake Immortal level protective treasures, completely destroyed!

”Bang!”

Wang Qian was directly jolted into the air by the power of the arrow. However, the double shields indeed reduced most of the impact, and although he was sent flying, he wasn’t gravely injured.

But compared to his physical injuries, the greater pain was in his heart.

Two Fake Immortal Artifacts!

Wang Qian’s heart was bleeding!

These were practically his entire fortune, and now they’re all gone!

Originally, he hoped to use these two treasures to compete with several top experts in the second tier. But now, everything’s finished!

”Ling Feng!”

Wang Qian burned with fury, glaring angrily at Ling Feng, wishing to tear him to shreds.

The layers of black Yin Wind around him surged wildly, reflecting the rage in Wang Qian’s heart.