Nine Dragons War Sovereign

"This stupid guy is Ye Ling?"

"Not much? And he's still the number one disciple in the outer court? "

"…"

"Tsk tsk!" This position is good! Is he an elder or a deacon? "

Ye Ling did not care about Fang Tian, muttering to himself, and then suddenly raised his head and looked at Fang Tian, "Isn't it just the inner sect disciples that have some power? What qualifications do you have to be assigned to me? "

"Is this guy sick?"

"Fang Tian is a deacon, and he's actually laughing mockingly?"

"…"

Ye Ling's appearance, made everyone's expression change greatly. To humiliate Fang Tian in front of him, who would dare to do such a thing?

The veins on his forehead were popping up as he fiercely gritted his teeth and said, "What do you know? This is something that the sect gave me, and it's something specifically responsible for the size of Skysoul Institute. You're actually laughing at me, are you looking down on me?"

"I don't dare!"

"You took the Deacon Token and barged into my cultivation Blessed Land, and yet you still act so arrogantly and arrogantly. Only someone like you can do that."

Ye Ling disdainfully, slightly shook his head, a cold light flashed past his eyes, and he looked at Fang Tian and said: "Speak! What mission does the sect have for me? "

Ye Ling knew that when it came to inner sect disciples, they had to follow their own lead. When the sect needed them, they could not help but shoulder the responsibility, but when faced with Fang Tian's tyrannical method, he was even more dissatisfied.

The corner of Fang Tian's mouth twitched. At the moment, he actually had a kind of weakness, while Ye Ling had an overbearing aura. On the contrary, he had lost his status and became a villain.

"This Ye Ling is really sharp-tongued!"

"Judging from his appearance, he is definitely not a good person!"

"…"

The surrounding people had weird expressions on their faces. Ye Ling's big mouth was filled with no fear of Fang Tian, this kind of person was not simple, on the contrary, it made them feel like Fang Tian had met a tough opponent.

"Are you going to say it or not?"

"If you don't say so, then please leave so as not to disturb my cultivation!"

"You, you have the balls!" Fang Tian was furious, but due to his identity, he could not get angry easily. He glared fiercely at Ye Ling, and suddenly waved his hand.

Ding ling!

A clear and melodious voice came out, the identity badge on Ye Ling's waist suddenly released a black light that violently trembled.

Ye Ling was surprised, he lowered his head to look at the order badge on his waist, and after that, he took it down.

"Support the 'Ghost City' and help the disciples guarding there to kill the Spirit King."

After Ye Ling obtained knowledge of the difficulty of the mission, his face immediately turned ugly. The Spirit King had the strength of the Profound Stage, and asking it to help the Ghost City was obviously a trap to borrow a blade to kill someone.

"What is it? Are you afraid? "

The Ghost City was located to the west of the Baiyun Sect, the "Fallen Yin Mountain". There was a Ghost City there, where evil spirits roamed about all year round, controlled by the Ghost King, in order to prevent the Spirit King from getting into trouble with the people, the Baiyun Sect had specially sent disciples to kill them.

"Afraid?"

"I, Ye Ling, still do not know how to write the word 'afraid'!"

Ye Ling frowned, how could he not see through Fang Tian's calculations?

"It's best if he's not afraid!"

"Killing the Spirit King should be as easy as flipping your palm to you. Let me congratulate you in advance on your triumphant return!"

"Among the disciples that have entered the Ghost City, how many will be able to return alive? Just you wait to die!"

"What?" Spirit King? "

"Isn't that the guy that the sect has always been unable to kill?"

"So that's how it is! Fang Tian actually allowed Ye Ling to deal with the Spirit King! "

"…"

Hearing Fang Tian mention the Spirit King, everyone's face turned pale, who didn't know who was the Spirit King? He was the most difficult person to kill in Ghost City, and countless of disciples died in the hands of the Spirit King.

Every time the sect sent out their Profound Stage experts, the Spirit King would disappear into thin air. Once the Profound Stage experts returned, the Spirit King would immediately appear, massacre the surrounding villages, and harm the citizens.

"Wait!"

"Since it is a sect mission, no matter how it is executed, there are no rewards. If I kill the Spirit King, what benefits will I get?"

Just as Fang Tian was about to turn around and leave with a smile, Ye Ling, who was rubbing his nose, suddenly shouted out, revealing a cold smile as he looked at Fang Tian who was facing his back.

"What?" I didn't mishear you? "

"Come back alive first, don't think too highly of yourself!"

Fang Tian laughed, his face revealing a look of mockery, he turned and shouted at Ye Ling, but in his eyes, Ye Ling did not have any hope of living, let alone killing the Spirit King, that would be just a pipe dream.

Swish!

As Fang Tian's words fell, Ye Ling who was behind him suddenly frowned, his figure flickered and he stood in front of Fang Tian, a terrifying smile on his face.

"Are you saying that I can't kill the Ghost King?"

"Then why don't we take a gamble? If I kill the Spirit King, you'd better kneel down and kowtow to me. As for the mission reward, I don't need it, what do you think?"

Ye Ling smiled sinisterly, Fang Tian wanted to get rid of him so of course he would not be polite.

"Is there something wrong with this fellow's head?"

"What shameless boasting, you still want to kill the Spirit King?"

"Senior brother Fang, make a bet with him!" This fellow is truly arrogant beyond belief! "

"…"

Not waiting for Fang Tian to speak, the surrounding crowd suddenly flew into a rage. If the Spirit King was so easy to kill, then it would be Ye Ling's turn. The Spirit King's terror had spread throughout the inner sect and even the elders of the sects were helpless against it.

"Damn it!" What exactly is Ye Ling relying on? "

Fang Tian's face was as cold as ice. After being bitten by Ye Ling, he had no way of getting down from the tiger's back. Hearing everyone's jeering, even if he did not want to agree, he could not help but grind his teeth in anger.

"What is it? You don't even have the courage to gamble? "

"I am betting my life on you, yet you are actually cowering in fear. Truly, this is too shameful."

Ye Ling shook his head and ridiculed. Seeing Fang Tian's cowardly and fearful look, he looked down on Fang Tian instead. He dared to take the initiative to provoke him, but did not even dare to sacrifice himself.

"That's right! The Spirit King is Profound Stage, he is definitely dead! "

"…"

Hearing Ye Ling's clamor, the surrounding disciples could not take it anymore and all started to shout angrily. Some of them even started to despise Fang Tian for being cowardly like a mouse.

"Alright!"

If you exceed my expectations, even if you kill the Spirit King, you will still lose. You have to kneel in front of me and apologize, spend your cultivation on yourself, and call yourself trash!

Fang Tian was furious, and could not stand the urging of the crowd. He agreed without hesitation, but in order to ensure his own reputation and interests, he naturally had to add some harsh requirements.

"This!"

"Fang Tian is so despicable!"

When everyone heard what Fang Tian said, they all sucked in a breath of cold air. This kind of unreasonable request was simply shameless to the extreme. To be able to kill the Spirit King was already not easy.

"I even felt like praising you for being despicable!"

Hearing that, Ye Ling's face immediately became extremely ugly, Fang Tian's sudden actions had actually exceeded Ye Ling's expectations, because he did not know that a person could be so shameless.

"Thank you for your praise!"

"You are courting death. I am only helping you out by adding fuel to the fire."

Fang Tian laughed coldly, what do you mean by 'despicable' and 'not despicable'? Ye Ling was the one who brought about his own death, wanting to make him look bad. He wanted Ye Ling to die without a burial ground.

"Good!" "If you, Fang Tian, can act so shamelessly, then I'll have to invite everyone here to be my witness. Today, I will make a bet with Fang Tian. If anyone goes against my will, the Heavens will be struck with lightning, and they will die a miserable death!"

Ye Ling laughed, he glanced at the people around him and asked for a witness, so that he could avoid Fang Tian from going back on his words.

"Alright!"

"We'll testify for you!"

Hearing Ye Ling's words, the crowd was naturally willing to help, and this kind of good show was not something they would miss, regardless of whether Ye Ling or Fang Tian, both of them had lost.

"You have the balls!"

"Since you are prepared to die, then I shall allow you three days to kill the Spirit King. If it exceeds three days, no matter what the result is, it will be considered a failure."

When Fang Tian saw Ye Ling take the initiative to ask for proof, he put on a confident look and announced his agreement.

"Three days?"

"How is that possible? It will take two days to travel back and forth to the Ghost City. The Spirit King is so cunning, how can he be found in one day? "

"Is there any difference between that and going? It would be better to just directly make Ye Ling admit defeat, so that he can save everyone's time! "

Hearing Fang Tian's conditions, everyone started to cry for Ye Ling, they could not do anything in three days, it was clear that he had gone too far.

"Good!" I promise you! So be it! "

While everyone was discussing, Ye Ling suddenly stood out and agreed. Instead, it alarmed everyone and they all looked at Ye Ling in shock.