Reborn Sword Emperor in the City

"Feng'er, it's Zhu Lao!" Ling Tian saw that Ling Feng had come over and said, "Zhu Lao, this is my son Ling Feng."

"Good luck!" Ling Feng looked at the old man in front of him and shouted. But Lingfeng didn't have the slightest junior identity in his tone. Zhu Lao, even if he is old, he is only a few decades old. But Ling Feng is thousands of years old.

Zhu Lao stared at Ling Feng carefully for a long time. He was very surprised because he couldn't see Ling Feng's accomplishments, which only showed that Ling Feng might have higher accomplishments than him.

But this is impossible. It seems that the young man can hide his accomplishments. Yes, he is more expected than Ling Tian.

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead! Master Ling, I'm afraid your son will be better than you in the future!" Zhu said with a smile. The two talked for a while, and Ling Tian took Ling Feng to meet people from other families.

"Ya Ting, how do you practice?" Wang Wenqing still couldn't help asking. He tried to ask several times on the way, but they didn't answer whether yuan Jiacheng or Wang Ya ting. And obviously refused to answer this question.

Wang Wenqing was very curious. Finally, there was no one. He asked again.

But Wang Yating immediately shivered after listening. This was the last thing she wanted to recall. They didn't know how much life and death they had experienced in five days.

Ling Feng actually simulated the ancient battlefield in the spirit gathering array. The three of them threw themselves into the battlefield, constantly honed and killed with the ancient Warcraft group.

How many times have they fallen into death, triggered potential at the moment of life and death, and stood up again. You know, the lowest accomplishments in the Warcraft group are the foundation period. Fortunately, everything is false, otherwise they can't live.

Although this was the case, the three people were also wounded all over. Even Ling Feng was in deep trouble several times and almost lost his life. But the more this place is, the more he can improve his cultivation.

Yuan Jiacheng and Wang Yating's accomplishments have soared, and even the skills given to them by Ling Feng have been very mature. The three return with confidence this time.

They must win, Ling Feng said. If they lose, they will spend the next year in the ancient battlefield simulation array. Yuan Jiacheng and Wang Yating don't want to come again.

Especially Wang Yating. Fortunately, Ling Feng has secret medicine, otherwise she would be covered with scars, which is no different from death for a girl.

"It's all right, ha ha, that... Closed door cultivation, it must be confidential!" Wang Yating smiled to hide that terrible memory.

Wang Wenqing didn't see Wang Yating's face, thought for a moment, and then said, "but you should communicate more with Ling Feng in the future. Dad believes that you will soon surpass your predecessors at home!"

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In the corner on the other side, master Ling takes Ling Zhan and Ling Hai, the second generation of Ling family, and Ling Lei and Ling Xue, the third generation of Ling family; Lingyun comes. When Linghai sees Lingtian, his face suddenly changes.

He didn't expect Ling Tian to be there. He was very angry. Ling Tian came back some time ago and hoped that Ling Feng would return. Unfortunately, he was rejected by the Ling family. Unexpectedly, he still came to the martial arts conference.

Ling Tian naturally saw this side. He came over with Ling Feng, ignored Ling Hai directly, and then said hello to old man Ling: "old man Ling!"

"Yo Yo, you've been expelled from Ling's house. How can you have the face to come here?" Ling Hai looked at Ling Tian and said. He thought Ling Tian was coming to negotiate. After all, he came first.