At the beginning, the empress ordered death, and 100,000 dragon riders circled Chang'an

Ask the Sword Sect's forbidden area.

That is the canyon that Shadow Guard and Lu Yuan reported before.

At this time.

Ling Yunfeng's face was pale, he covered the wound on his abdomen, and staggered towards the bottom of the valley.

Blood dripped on the ground, extending a bloody trail.

Although Ling Yunfeng barely escaped from Li Sandao and Yuan Zuozong.

But he was inevitably seriously injured!

And.

Even if he swallowed countless elixirs, it was a drop in the bucket.

That was a wound caused by the full-strength attack of the Martial Saint, how could it be so easy to heal?

"Damn..."

Ling Yunfeng clenched his teeth.

In his body, there was a constant feeling of weakness that he had never felt before.

And.

As the blood flowed, the weakness continued to worsen!

But compared to the pain in his body.

Ling Yunfeng's shock in his heart was even worse!

Who would have thought.

A small Zhenbei King, actually has masters at the Martial Saint level under his command?

And two in a row!

Finally, Ling Yunfeng dragged his tired body to the end of the road.

"It seems that now, we can only wake up the ancestor who is in seclusion."

Ling Yunfeng looked at the cave in front of him, which was blocked by a huge rock.

Ignoring the severe pain caused by the wound, a touch of heat suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Behind the cave blocked by the huge rock is the seclusion place of his ancestor of the Sword-asking Sect!

Even though the Sword-asking Sect has been forced into a dead end, the sect may collapse at any time.

But Ling Yunfeng is not worried at all!

Because.

As long as their ancestor is still alive.

Then.

They can rebuild a Sword-asking Sect, or a Spiritual Sword Sect, anytime and anywhere!

No matter what sect it is, the name is just a code name anyway!

This ancestor who is in seclusion and striving for the Martial Emperor realm is the real foundation of their Sword-asking Sect!

Ling Yunfeng stood firm, his expression suddenly became solemn.

He didn't have time to take care of his injuries, he pinched a few spells in his hands and muttered something.

As his hands almost threw out a series of afterimages.

Around.

The spiritual energy that was originally cruising steadily suddenly became agitated!

The majestic spiritual energy formed a tornado of spiritual energy and rushed directly to the boulder!

Boom!

With a violent sound, the huge boulder was blown to pieces!

When the dust and smoke dissipated.

In the darkness, a withered old man with spider webs all over his body could be vaguely seen, sitting cross-legged in the cave.

The old man had his eyes closed, and there was no breath fluctuation, as if he had passed away for many years.

But Ling Yunfeng did not dare to slack off, and quickly knelt on the ground respectfully.

"The seventh generation leader of the Sword Sect, Ling Yunfeng, pays respect to the ancestor!"

No one answered, and there was a silence around, with Ling Yunfeng's voice echoing.

It seemed that except for Ling Yunfeng, no one else was breathing.

However.

Ling Yunfeng still knelt on the ground respectfully, not daring to move.

Blood slowly flowed out of the wound.

Ling Yunfeng seemed not to notice, and still maintained the posture of kneeling.

For a long time.

The old man with a dead breath suddenly showed a breath fluctuation.

On the ground.

The blood that had just flowed out of Ling Yunfeng's wound began to gather strangely and floated in the direction of the old man with dead bones.

The bright red blood was directly absorbed into the old man's body.

As the blood was absorbed.

The old man's dead wood-like face was magically slowly recovering its roundness!

Although it has not yet returned to the flesh color of a normal person, it is much better than before when it was like a dead tree trunk!

If Ling Yunfeng dared to look up at this time.

He would find that the old man's eyes, which were originally closed, were strangely opened at this moment!

Those were a pair of bright eyes.

Like the shining stars!

Various profound and complicated laws continued to emerge in the old man's eyes, making people fall in love with them at a glance!

After a moment, many wonders slowly disappeared.

Then.

In the old man's sharp eyes, a murderous intent was clearly visible!

"What are you calling me for?"

"If it's nothing serious... the consequences will be... serious!"

It seemed that he hadn't spoken for a long time. The old man's voice was like two rusty iron blocks rubbing against each other, very harsh.

As the old man's voice fell, Ling Yunfeng suddenly felt a sharp gaze staring at him.

Ling Yunfeng suddenly felt like a thorn in his back.

Even though he was at the level of a martial saint, he felt a strong sense of oppression!

"Your junior deserves death! You disturbed my ancestor's meditation! Please punish me!"

"But right now, I really have no other options!"

"Now an army has attacked my Sword-Asking Sect, and countless Sword-Asking Sect disciples have been killed or wounded!"

"They threatened to destroy my Sword-Asking Sect, leaving no one alive in my entire Sword-Asking Sect!""My disciple is incompetent and unable to resist, so I have to ask for help from the ancestor!" Ling Yunfeng buried his head deeply in the ground and explained hurriedly. Hearing this, the old man noticed the injuries on Ling Yunfeng's body. Seeing that Ling Yunfeng was so seriously injured, the anger in the old man's eyes slowly dissipated. After a long time, the old man who was sitting cross-legged suddenly stood up slowly. As if he had finally adapted to the ability to speak, he walked to Ling Yunfeng's side and asked in a faint voice. "Is there an army attacking my Wenjian Sect?" "Is it the Great Zhou Dynasty?" Although the tone was normal. But the violent aura on his body showed that the heart of the Wenjian Ancestor was not as calm as it seemed on the surface! Ling Yunfeng's forehead was immediately covered with cold sweat. The emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was his granddaughter! If the ancestor misunderstood, it would be the end! Ling Yunfeng hurriedly explained:

"No, no, no... The current emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty is my granddaughter, why would she attack my Sword-Asking Sect?"

"The Great Zhou Dynasty is our ally!"

"The one who attacked my Sword-Asking Sect is a traitor named Lu Yuan!"

Hearing Ling Yunfeng's explanation, the old man's eyes suddenly flashed with cruelty.

"Lu Yuan..."

As the Sword-Asking Ancestor said Lu Yuan's name, the whole cave began to tremble, and flying rocks rolled everywhere!

At this time, the Sword-Asking Ancestor simply hated Lu Yuan to death!

"Ancestor, have you... broken through to that realm?"

At this time, Ling Yunfeng carefully asked the doubts in his heart.

He is a Martial Saint.

To be able to give himself such great pressure, I am afraid that the ancestor has already broken through to the Martial Emperor?

"Ah..."

Who knew that the Sword-Asking Ancestor suddenly sighed deeply, and a touch of melancholy appeared on his face.

"It's time, it's fate."

"Think of me, the Sword-Wen Ancestor. It's really the sect that makes him successful and the sect that makes him fail!"

The purpose of the Sword-Wen Ancestor to establish the Sword-Wen Sect was to use the sect to gather the resources needed for cultivation.

In the end, it also successfully helped him reach the peak of the Martial Saint realm.

Now.

He is in seclusion and trying to break through the Great Emperor realm.

He has even stepped half a foot into the Great Emperor realm!

However.

He was pulled back because the Sword-Wen Sect encountered a life-and-death crisis!

He lost the opportunity to step into the Martial Emperor realm!

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