Reborn Sword Emeperor in the City

Seeing master Ling today naturally caused a sensation. Ling Feng was a little surprised. He didn't expect that someone recognized him. However, there was nothing. He didn't expect that the person standing in front of him was master Ling, who was the strongest in martial arts in the last two years.

Although master Ling is not as famous in Northwest China as in other places, he can't be ignored. In addition, some time ago, master Ling killed Huo Qilin, the talent of Qilin, causing a sensation, which is enough to prove his strength. No wonder he is so arrogant. It turns out that he is master Ling.

Pen cutting looked at Lin Feng again, and then said: "master Ling, I've long wanted to fight with you. This is a good opportunity."

The momentum of the brush cutting all over the body sent out, swept the whole square, but Ling Feng said faintly: "you? You are not qualified to fight with me, if your master is crazy about sword. That's the right thing to do. "

On the one hand, Ling Feng came here for the sheepskin treasure map, on the other hand, he also wanted to meet the strong man in the northwest, the sword maniac. Ling Feng wanted to fight with the sword maniac, not his apprentice.

"Ha ha, master Ling, you are too crazy. I am enough to deal with you. If you want to fight with my master, beat me first." He said that his inner self-esteem was very strong, and Ling Feng was not allowed to insult him. He was the overlord of the northwest, the eldest disciple of the sword maniac, and the real strong man in the martial arts world. How can a young man trample on his pride, no matter who he is.

"Since you say so? Then I'll give you a chance and promise to compete with you. " Ling Feng said with a smile, his words are full of contempt, he just wanted to fight with the sword maniac, and his disciples, Ling Feng did not look up to.

When Bi FA heard Ling Feng's words, his face changed violently. Although master Ling was famous, he was still a junior in front of him. He dared to speak like this, and he was looking for death.

The whole space is quiet. Everyone knows that the silence is a sign before the storm, and there must be a big war between master Ling and the leader of the pen cutting alliance. Today is the martial arts conference, and the leader of the Wulin alliance will be elected. If master Ling defeats the pen cutting, he will be the next leader of the Wulin alliance. Although they haven't started yet, many people guess who is stronger in their heart?

Is it the first disciple of the legendary sword maniac, the leader of the Wulin alliance? Or master Ling, who has been in the limelight for two years and has strong strength? In their eyes are unknowns.

It's just that many people are more optimistic about penmanship. After all, the strength and experience of penmanship are all there. Master Ling is just a junior in the eyes of penmanship. How can they compare with him? Master Ling is too crazy and arrogant. He will lose if he is arrogant. All the martial artists bet on penmanship to win.

At this time, everyone's eyes are focused on the two people in the competition platform. They are waiting for the competition to start. Ling Feng doesn't pay attention to the brushwork at all, but says very easily: "OK, let's start."

"Well, master Ling, today I'll show you what I can do." The momentum of the brushwork is amazing, just like a surging flood, ready to go. With a wave of his big hand, he has a long sword in his hand, with ancient patterns on the sword body, flashing powerful sword spirit, and the sword power is overwhelming.

"This is the wind fallen leaf sword. It was given by my master." Bi FA said that he was also a sword mender and got the true story of sword mania. In ten years, he defeated countless strong men and became the overlord of Northwest China. Watching this sword come out, many martial arts people were excited.

"It turned out to be the wind fallen leaf sword. I didn't expect that the leader of the brushwork alliance would use it as soon as he made a move. With this sword, the leader of the brushwork alliance defeated countless strong men and became the leader of our Wulin alliance. Who would have thought that ten years later, he would use the wind fallen leaf sword again."

"I didn't expect that the leader of the calligraphy alliance was so serious that he fought master Zhan Ling with the wind and leaves."

The warriors talked about Tao one after another, and their hearts were boiling.