Emperor Danwu

Chapter 1830 Goodbye Ling Feng Sword God
But the invincible fighters at the seventh level of the True God Realm are limited to ordinary warriors at the seventh level of the True God Realm. If they are Zongge disciples at the seventh level of the True God Realm, it will be difficult for Ye Xingchen to match.

You must know that the Eight Great Sect Pavilions are the places where all the talented warriors of Eastern China gather, and the disciples who study martial arts in the Eight Great Sect Pavilions are not ordinary people.

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Two hours later.

In Fengshen Mountain.

Ye Xingchen came out from the Great Thousand World, because the top [-] battle of the Conferred God Ranking Competition will be held three days later.

The battle of the Top [-] in the Conferred Gods Ranking is the highlight of this Conferred Gods Ranking Competition, and it is also the focus of Eastern Shenzhou warriors' attention.

In the pavilion where the disciples of Sword God Pavilion lived.

A man in blue robe came into Ye Xingchen's eyes.

This blue-robed man looks like he is in his 30s. Even though his cheeks are covered with stubble, he is still a handsome man. Behind him is a long sword that is so white that it turns bluish. There is no doubt that it is an excalibur without a doubt.

The disciples of the Sword God Pavilion in that pavilion, after seeing him, all performed the ceremony of a junior. Even if they were not his master disciples, they still showed great respect for this man.

Because he is Ling Feng Sword God of Sword God Pavilion.

The moment he saw Ye Xingchen, a shocked expression immediately emerged.

"It's really you!"

Ling Feng immediately walked over and gave Ye Xingchen a shoulder hug.

"Yes, after more than 500 years, I'm back." Ye Xingchen replied lightly.

And the disciples of the Sword God Pavilion in the pavilion also saw this scene, but they just thought that Ling Feng and Ye Xingchen were old friends, they didn't even know that Ye Xingchen was the genius Pill Emperor of the Dan Temple back then.

With a wave of Ling Feng's right hand, a skylight was opened directly in the attic, and he said: "It's inconvenient to talk here, let's talk in another place."

Hearing this, Ye Xingchen nodded and said, and followed him with the sword.

On a rocky cliff of Fengshen Mountain, there were three long pavilions, and Ling Feng and Ye Xingchen appeared in the first long pavilion.

"Brother Ye, why did you become a disciple of the Sword God Pavilion?" Ling Feng asked.

He seemed to have known that Ye Xingchen was still alive a long time ago. That was because he had paid attention to the affairs of the sanctuary a few years ago, and knew that there was a man named Ye Xingchen who proved the glory of the highest alchemy emperor.

He knew Ye Xingchen's alchemy strength quite well, and the man who could prove the highest alchemy glory would most likely be Ye Xingchen.

Ye Xingchen breathed out slowly and said, "It's hard to say, where do you want me to start?"

Ling Feng clenched his fists, and asked with some excitement in his heart: "Let's start with the truth about your fall 500 years ago. In fact, I don't believe at all that you will die because of the pill fire."

"I was sealed and refined in the alchemy furnace by Gong Yao. She took away my emperor-level natal pill fire, and was able to become the emperor of her generation of alchemy." Ye Xingchen said.

When Ling Feng heard the truth, he remained silent.

Because he didn't know what to say for a while.

And Ye Xingchen is not a brother to him, but he is better than a brother, because if it weren't for Ye Xingchen, his mother would have died long ago, and Ling Feng back then was just a member of the Jiuliu Sect. A disciple of swordsmanship, but Ye Xingchen became close friends with him.

"It's been five years since 510, and it's changed from time to time. I never thought that you died at her hands." Ling Feng's tone was filled with anger and helplessness.

Because he wanted to avenge Ye Xingchen, but his strength was far from being able to match Gong Yao.

In the final analysis, in the past 500 years, Ling Feng has only become a generation of swordsman god kings. Although his cultivation has reached the eighth level of the true god realm, there is still a long way to go for the journey of swordsmanship gods.

"The karma of the previous life, I will go and end it." Ye Xingchen said.

Ling Feng nodded and said: "For the past 300 years, I have devoted myself to practicing swordsmanship, but I can't see through the emptiness!"

Ye Xingchen changed the subject and asked, "How is Auntie?"

Hearing this, Ling Feng was silent for a moment, then said calmly in a slight tone: "My mother passed away more than 200 years ago."

After all, Ling Feng was also born in a humble family. Except for him, almost no one in his family was able to become a saint.

And his mother, being able to take care of her until she is three hundred years old, is not in vain for her son's filial piety to him.

"Although Gong Yao is now the Emperor of Alchemy, she will never kill you again in front of the world." Ling Feng said.

Ye Xingchen nodded and said: "Yes, she won't do it herself at the moment, but she can make the warriors of the emperor realm serve for her with a single order, so now I must become a legend in the ranking competition of the Conferred God Ranking."

This is only the first step of Ye Xingchen's rise in Eastern China, and the second step is naturally the God of Journey.

After all, in this life, he has proved the pinnacle of Dao with the road of dual cultivation of alchemy and martial arts.

"Since you can't see through the emptiness, why don't you find a Taoist companion?" Ye Xingchen said with a smile.

Hearing this, Ling Feng smiled wryly and said, "The fate has not come yet."

"Brother Ye, are you getting married?" Ling Feng asked.

Ye Xingchen nodded and said, "Well, I already have a wife."

"Is that sister-in-law also from Sword God Pavilion?" Ling Feng asked.

Ye Xingchen shook his head and said, "No, you should have heard that Yao Qianxue, the peerless God of Medicine in Western China three years ago, is my wife."

"It's her. I've heard of her back then. Her medical skills are legendary." Ling Feng sighed.

"only."

There was a turning point in Ling Feng's words, and he continued: "Brother Ye, aren't you afraid of implicating her?"

What he thought of was that if Ye Xingchen went to break up the karma with Gong Yao, his wife would definitely be implicated.

Ye Xingchen shook his head and said: "You are wrong in thinking this way. Life is unpredictable, and there are too many things that cannot be settled. Could it be that if you can't tell the cause and effect in your life, you won't marry a wife?"

"Haha, what I said is very true. It is impossible to get everything you want in life, but I still don't want to find a Taoist companion." Ling Feng said.

"Why?" Ye Xingchen asked curiously.

Ling Feng stood up slowly from the long pavilion, and then pulled out the long sword behind him, only to see a "Zheng", and the sword light flashing from the long sword was extremely sharp.

Then, he stared at the long sword in his hand and said, "I'm afraid that after finding a Taoist companion, it will affect the speed of my sword!"

"Eh..." Ye Xingchen was surprised.

Ye Xingchen had nothing to say about this, it was because Ling Feng regarded his Taoist companion as a burden.

To put it bluntly, it means that his fate has not yet arrived!

"It's a rare reunion. Today, let's temporarily put aside the matter of grievances and hatred, and have a drink, come!"

After all, Ling Feng took out dozens of jars of wine from his storage ring.

(End of this chapter)