Chapter 1798 Return to the Holy Mountain! (2 more)
"Hmph, your Xiao family is so proud!"
"Compared with the Sword Saint inheritance, what does your Xiao family mean?"
"If you don't retreat, then you and that kid will die together!"
A group of people who were blinded by greed have already had their eyes turned red.
For the sake of the Sword Master inheritance, they can do anything.
"Brother Xiao, there is no need to say more."
Ling Feng smiled faintly, patted Xiao Juanyun's shoulder gently, then took out a long sword and handed it to Xiao Juanyun.
"This is the sword I picked up on the Shenglong Ladder. It seems to be the one lost by your ancestors of the Xiao family."
Xiao Juanyun took the sword and looked at it carefully, his eyelids suddenly twitched.
"Exactly this sword! Thank you so much, Brother Ling!"
Xiao Juanyun clenched the long sword and couldn't help but be overjoyed. This long sword was of great significance to the Xiao family. He had already given up on it, but he didn't expect that Ling Feng would bring him such good news as soon as he came out.
"Don't worry, Brother Ling, even if I die today, I, Xiao Juanyun, will die in front of you!"
Xiao Juanyun put away the long sword, a look of determination flashed in his eyes.
The next moment, Xiao Juanyun took a step forward and shouted loudly: "I am a descendant of the Xiao family. If you are not afraid of bearing the wrath of my Xiao family, you can do it! However, if you want to touch Brother Ling,
Hanmao, step over my body, Xiao Juanyun, first!"
Everyone suddenly showed a bit of fear.
The Xiao family is a super family of the lineage of the Supreme Elder of Duyue Tiangong.
There is a saint-level powerhouse!
If the Xiao family is offended, if the old monster takes action, there will probably be a scene of blood flowing into the river.
However, greed soon defeated reason.
"Tie up Xiao Juanyun first. This kid has completely lost his mind and gone crazy. I'm afraid he was bewitched by that kid from the Eastern Spiritual Realm with evil magic!"
"That's right, let's tie up Xiao Juanyun before we talk!"
They did not dare to kill Xiao Juanyun, but with so many people coming together, it was not difficult to capture Xiao Juanyun alive.
"you!"
Xiao Juanyun was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He didn't expect that even though he was a descendant of the Xiao family, he still couldn't suppress these people.
"Brother Xiao, they are here for me, let me handle it."
Ling Feng pressed Xiao Juanyun's shoulders and smiled lightly, with a calm expression on his face, not feeling nervous at all.
Xiao Juanyun's eyelids twitched. It was obviously this situation, why did Ling Feng look so confident?
But he doesn't know that self-confidence comes from strength!
Ling Feng walked up to Xiao Juanyun and faced the gazes of hundreds of masters. He was completely indifferent and just said lightly: "Everyone, whether you believe it or not, I have not received the inheritance!"
What he said is indeed true.
He has not accepted the Great Wilderness Swordsmanship, and he has not yet refined the blood of the Domain Dragon.
However, these two things were lying quietly in his spiritual ring.
Whoever wants it depends on their ability.
"Do you think we'll believe it?"
A burly swordsman suddenly yelled.
"Damn it, do you think we are fools?"
"Hand over the inheritance. No one is innocent, but he is guilty of carrying the jade. You can't protect this inheritance!"
"Leave your inheritance to me, and I, the Mu family, will ensure your prosperity and wealth for the rest of your life!"
"Fart, what kind of thing is the Mu family? Give it to me, the Sima family, and I promise to treat you as a distinguished guest and treat you the same as the family elders!"
A group of warriors, either coercion or inducement.
In front of the Sword Master's inheritance, all kinds of faces were fully exposed.
"Don't say I don't have an inheritance. Even if I do, if you want to take advantage of me, you still have to see if you have the ability!"
Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back, staring at everyone coldly without any fear.
"I, Ling Feng, am right here. If you have any means, use them all! I, Ling Feng, will take them with all my strength!"
A clear whistle pierced the clouds and split the sky. There was a kind of determination in the tone, and the murderous aura suddenly filled the air, shocking the hearts of the clamoring warriors.
"What a guy who is not afraid of death! I heard that many disciples of my Dragon Sword Tianfu were lost in your hands, so let me come to meet you!"
Among the crowd, a man in golden robes flew out. This man came from Longjian Tianfu. Judging from the aura, he was roughly on the same level as Han Su.
A cold light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes.
Before entering the Great Wasteland Ruins, it might have been a bit difficult for me to encounter an opponent of this level.
But now...
Just like slaughtering chickens and dogs!
The sparring with the Great Wilderness Sword Master and the understanding of dozens of swordsmanship were not in vain.
What's more, there is also the swordsmanship of the Great Wilderness Sword Master!
The golden-robed swordsman stared at Ling Feng coldly, his triangular eyes flashing with a cunning and sinister light, and he walked towards Ling Feng step by step.
His pace looks a bit weird. It is not going straight, but a little winding. If you look carefully, the path you are going looks like a snake swimming, which will cause visual confusion.
Others have the attitude of watching a show.
Xiao Juanyun looked at Ling Feng's back with a slight arc.
The golden-robed swordsman was named Jin Wuyi, and he was quite powerful.
However, having seen Ling Feng's swordsmanship that instantly killed Han Su with one move, Xiao Juanyun knew that this guy was dead!
Suddenly, Jin Wuyi drew his sword. The sword was in the shape of a curved snake, like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole. The light around the sword was a little distorted. It was obviously a special sword technique.
"Chichi!"
The sound of breaking wind sounded, and the snake-shaped sword seemed to be slow, but in fact it stabbed Ling Feng as fast as light and lightning. The hissing sound followed, as if a poisonous snake was attacking, making people's scalp numb.
Ling Feng just glanced at it. This sword looked dangerous and strange, but in fact it had many flaws. When the sword stabbed in front of Ling Feng, Ling Feng didn't even pull out the sword, but just swung it forward with the sheath attached.
Jin Wuyi suddenly rushed past Ling Feng, his throat was sunken inward and broken, his eyes were bulging like toads, and he fell forward.
"Senior Brother Jin!"
The disciples of Longjian Tianfu suddenly shouted loudly, and Jin Wuyi, who was still so aggressive just now, had turned into a dead soul under Ling Feng's sword.
In an instant, Jin Wuyi was killed instantly!
"Anyone who is not afraid of death can come up. Of course, you can join forces if you want."
A sneer appeared on Ling Feng's face, and he said solemnly, with a hint of evil in his tone.
The sword was unsheathed, but it was extremely powerful. Even though he was alone, he had the momentum of thousands of troops, and for a while, he suppressed the others.
"Okay! Okay! Brother Ling is indeed Brother Ling!"
Xiao Juanyun's eyes lit up when he saw it. This was exactly the invincible image in his mind.
"Junior Brother Ling, you are stronger!"
Among the warriors in the Eastern Spiritual Realm, Shi Haoxuan sighed. When they entered the Sunset Ancient City, their strength was only evenly matched, but in just one month, Ling Feng's strength had already made it difficult for him to compare with him.
This Sunset Ancient City is indeed a place full of opportunities.
It's a pity that the opportunities he got were nothing compared to Ling Feng.
It's no wonder that Ling Feng's luck is indeed incredible, and the reminder from a well-informed bitch also saved him from many detours.
"It's interesting! Let me weigh your weight!"
At this time, a burly man strode out from the crowd, carrying a heavy giant sword, and he was astonishingly majestic and domineering.
The violent aura is like a volcano erupting, or like a huge wave, rushing from the body, sending sand and rocks flying and shaking the mountains.
"Roar!"
With a roar like a wild beast, the strong man suddenly jumped up high, drew his sword in the air, and held the sword with both hands. Suddenly, a terrifying aura of breaking mountains spread out, and the sword was domineering and violent.
Huge pressure poured down and bombarded Ling Feng. Ling Feng's figure remained motionless, but the surrounding ground shook and some cracks appeared.