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

"Damn it! It's just that short!!!"

The ancestor of the Sword-asking Sect roared unwillingly.

After three hundred years of seclusion, he finally touched that realm.

Now he was beaten back.

This gap, even if the ancestor of the Sword-asking Sect was at the peak of the martial arts, his mentality was almost broken!

On the side.

Ling Yunfeng looked at the ancestor of the Sword-asking Sect's furious look, and his heart was also lost.

It's over.

The most worried thing still happened.

Because of his interruption, he suddenly woke up the ancestor who was in seclusion.

As a result, his ancestor missed the opportunity to step into the emperor!

"Damn Lu Yuan, it's all your fault, little bastard!"

Ling Yunfeng's face twisted directly.

If it weren't for Lu Yuan attacking his Sword-asking Sect, how could he have woken up his ancestor when he was desperate?

It's all Lu Yuan's fault!

Ling Yunfeng didn't think about his own faults.

Instead, he blamed Lu Yuan for his ancestor's missed opportunity to become a martial emperor!

"Grandmaster, it's all your fault!"

"But the reason is still that bastard named Lu Yuan!"

"If it weren't for him, none of this would have happened! You wouldn't have missed the opportunity to become a great emperor!"

Ling Yunfeng's eyes were full of resentment.

"I don't need you to remind me!"

"Hmph! I'm going to take off that Lu Yuan's head to vent my hatred!"

Ancestor Wen Jian snorted coldly, and the surrounding temperature dropped several degrees in an instant.

Anyway, someone has to take the blame for this matter.

And the person who took the blame was undoubtedly Lu Yuan!

At this time, Ling Yunfeng suddenly remembered the two martial saints who had attacked him before.

His face changed, and he quickly reminded the Sword-asking Ancestor:

"By the way, Ancestor, Lu Yuan has two Martial Saints under his command, and they are very insidious!"

"My injuries were caused by their sneak attack!"

"Ancestor, you must be careful!"

Ling Yunfeng's face was full of worry.

Although his ancestor was unparalleled in combat power, it was still a big challenge to face two Martial Saints!

"It's a pity that my disciple was seriously injured and couldn't help the ancestor!"

Ling Yunfeng sighed.

Only he knew how serious his injuries were.

He had to recuperate for at least three years!

In this situation, he was just a useless person without combat power!

Hearing this, the Sword-asking Ancestor glanced at Ling Yunfeng indifferently.

He turned his wrist and took out an exquisite white jade porcelain bottle directly from the space ring.

"Take this pill."

He flicked his finger and sent the porcelain bottle to Ling Yunfeng.

Ling Yunfeng took the porcelain bottle with both hands, and the moment he opened the bottle, a strong fragrance of elixir floated out!

"This is..... an eighth-grade elixir!!!"

Ling Yunfeng was stunned, and then he trembled with excitement!

On this continent, elixirs are also divided into grades.

From the first grade to the ninth grade, they are gradually higher!

Generally speaking, elixirs above the sixth grade are already rare and top-grade elixirs!

As the leader of the Sword-asking Sect, Ling Yunfeng only has the highest-grade elixir of the seventh grade!

"Ancestor, this... this is too precious!"

Ling Yunfeng held the porcelain bottle excitedly and looked at the Sword-asking Ancestor in astonishment.

"At this time, do we still need to consider the preciousness of the elixir?"

The Sword-asking Ancestor shouted.

However.

The flash of pain in his eyes showed that he was not as calm as he seemed.

For now, this disciple at the Martial Saint level is still somewhat useful.

An eighth-grade elixir is good for winning people's hearts.

"Good!"

Hearing the words of the Sword-asking Ancestor, Ling Yunfeng's eyes flashed with emotion.

The Ancestor actually rewarded him with an eighth-grade elixir, what a great favor!

Ling Yunfeng's eyes flashed with determination, and he thought that he would serve the Ancestor well in the future.

Then.

He raised his head and swallowed the eighth-grade elixir.

The eighth-grade elixir is worthy of being an eighth-grade elixir!

As the elixir went down his stomach, the effect of the medicine was immediately exerted.

The wounds on Ling Yunfeng's shoulders and abdomen stopped bleeding immediately.

The tender granulation began to grow slowly, visible to the naked eye, and the wounds began to heal slowly.

Although it did not recover to its peak state, the wounds did not look so bloody at least.

"Thank you for the medicine, Ancestor!"

Ling Yunfeng knelt down to thank the Sword-asking Ancestor excitedly.

Thinking that there would be a big battle soon, Ling Yunfeng gritted his teeth and said:

"Grandmaster, although my disciple has not recovered his full strength, it is still no problem to hold back a Martial Saint of the enemy!"

"Grandmaster, just focus on killing the Martial Saint of the enemy first!"

Grandmaster Wenjian did not answer, but just raised one hand and said:

"Get up."

"You don't need toTake action, you just watch. "

Ling Yunfeng felt the terrifying aura suddenly rising from the body of the Sword-asking Ancestor, and his expression was stunned.

"Ancestor, you...you have reached the semi-emperor realm?"

At this moment.

Ling Yunfeng clearly perceived.

There was a trace of imperial power in the gestures of his own ancestor!

Although it was not as majestic as the real martial emperor, there was only a trace.

But this undoubtedly showed.

My ancestor had already stepped into the semi-emperor realm!

The Sword-asking Ancestor snorted coldly and said:

"Although I did not succeed in breaking through the Great Emperor, the three hundred years of perception also allowed me to reach the semi-emperor realm!"

"It's a pity that my potential is now exhausted, and I can only stop here in the future. "

Hearing this, Ling Yunfeng was both annoyed and happy.

He was happy that although the ancestor had cut off the chance of becoming a martial emperor, he had at least successfully promoted to the semi-emperor realm!

He was annoyed that the ancestor was extremely talented.

With such a talent, if no one disturbed him, he would almost certainly become a martial emperor.

And all of this was cut off by his own awakening!

"That little thief Lu Yuan should be proud enough to let you, the semi-emperor, take action!"

Ling Yunfeng hated Lu Yuan so much that his teeth itched.

The glory that belonged to his Sword-asking Sect was just destroyed by Lu Yuan!

This made Ling Yunfeng hate Lu Yuan even more!

"Ancestor, Lu Yuan is at the gate of the forbidden area, please take action and take Lu Yuan down completely!"

"It's better to extract his soul and let him suffer the torment of the previous year, and never be able to transcend it!"

"Let's go, I'll go meet that Lu Yuan! "

The Sword-asking Ancestor waved his sleeves, and the chill on his body could be clearly felt from dozens of meters away!

......

At the entrance of the valley.

A small number of Sword-asking disciples stood trembling not far from the entrance of the valley.

It's not that they don't want to go deeper.

It's that the Sword-asking Sect's forbidden area has defensive restrictions.

With their cultivation, it's difficult to break it at all!

"It's over..."

Seeing that the opposing army was about to attack, a trace of despair flashed in the eyes of the Sword-asking disciples.

At this moment, there was no way forward or backward.

Waiting to die there quietly, this process is undoubtedly the most desperate!

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