Reborn Sword Emperor in the City

Today, seeing master Ling himself will naturally cause a sensation. Ling Feng was a little surprised. He didn't expect that someone would recognize him, but there was nothing. He didn't expect that the person standing in front of him was master Ling, a strong man rising in the martial arts and Taoism circles in the latest two years.

Although master Ling is not as famous as other places in the northwest, it can still not be ignored. In addition, some time ago, master Ling killed fire 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 said, "master Ling, I've wanted to fight you for a long time. This is a good opportunity."

The momentum of pen cutting spread out all over and swept the whole square, but Ling Feng said faintly: "you? You are not qualified to fight me. If your master's sword is crazy, you are qualified."

Ling Feng came here this time, on the one hand, for the treasure map of sheepskin, and on the other hand, he also wanted to see the strong man in the northwest, sword maniac. Ling Feng wanted to fight sword maniac, not his apprentice.

"Ha ha, master Ling, you're too crazy. I'm enough to deal with you. If you want to fight with my master, beat me first." the pen critic said domineering. His inner self-esteem is very strong. He will never allow Ling Feng to insult him. He is the overlord of the whole northwest, the big disciple of sword mania and the real strong in the martial arts world. How can his self-esteem be trampled on by a young man, 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 were full of contempt. He only wanted to fight with sword mania, but his disciple, Ling Feng didn't look up to it at all.

When Bihua heard Ling Feng's words, his face turned crazy and his surroundings were murderous. Although master Ling was famous, he was still a junior in front of him. He dared to speak like this. He was dying.

The whole space is quiet. Everyone knows that this tranquility is a harbinger before the storm, and there must be a war between master Ling and the leader of the pen attack alliance. Today is the martial arts meeting to elect the leader of the Wulin alliance. If master Ling defeats the pen attack, he will become the next leader of the Wulin alliance. Although they haven't started yet, many people are guessing who is stronger in the end?

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

But many people are more optimistic about penmanship. After all, the strength and experience of penmanship are there. Master Ling is just a junior in the eyes of penmanship. How can they compare? Master Ling is too crazy and arrogant. Arrogant soldiers will lose. He will lose. Many martial artists bet on penmanship to win.

At this time, everyone's eyes focused on the two people in biwutai. They were waiting for the competition to begin. Ling Feng didn't pay attention to the writing at all, but said easily, "OK, let's start."

"OK, master Ling, today I'll show you what I can do." the momentum of the stroke is amazing, just like a surging flood. He is ready to go. With a wave of his big hand, a light flashes, and there is a long sword in his hand. The body of the sword has ancient patterns, flashing powerful sword Qi, and the sword is powerful.

"This is the wind fallen leaf sword, which was given by my master's sword maniac." Bi Hua said. He was also a sword cultivator and got the true story of sword maniac. In ten years, he defeated countless strong men and became the overlord of the northwest. Many martial artists were excited when he saw this sword.

"It turned out to be the wind fallen leaf sword. Unexpectedly, the pen cutting alliance leader used this sword directly as soon as he shot it. The pen cutting alliance leader used this sword to defeat countless strong people and become the leader of our Wulin alliance. Who would have thought that ten years later, he used the wind fallen leaf sword again."

"Unexpectedly, the leader of the calligraphy alliance was so serious that he fought master Zhan Ling with strong wind and fallen leaves."

The warriors talked one after another, and their hearts were boiling with blood.