Sword Emperor Reborn

There is a small island outside the southeast corner of the southeast region. It is said to be an island, but it is more like a glacier. The entire island is covered in silver, crystal clear, and slightly mist-like. It is like a fairyland. This island is also called Bingning Island, in the southeast region.

The real overlord of Ningshuang Pavilion lives on this island.

On this day, a messenger from Lingyun Valley in the southwest region came to the island. He was very arrogant. As soon as he saw the leader of the island, he clamored to see the master of their Ningshuang Pavilion. Bai Zhantian was a member of the Lingyun Valley sect.

The guard did not dare to delay, for fear of missing the important event of Ningshuang Pavilion, so he had to take the messenger to the towering Gao Pavilion in the center of the island.

"Okay, give me the letter and wait here!" a guard yelled.

The messenger suddenly blew his beard and glared: "I was ordered by our Valley Master to come to your Ningshuang Pavilion to deliver a message. How could I not see your Ningshuang Pavilion Pavilion Master? Take me in quickly!"

The guard crossed his arms and said with contempt on his face: "Your Lingyun Valley's Valley Master is nothing in your southwest region, but what is it in our Ningshuang Pavilion? How can the Bai Pavilion Master be someone you can see if you want to?

, it’s better to hand the letter to me quickly, I will inform our Pavilion Master Bai.”

"How dare you be disrespectful to our Valley Master!" The messenger immediately widened his eyes and licked his sleeve angrily: "You are disrespectful to our Lingyun Valley!"

The big guard laughed angrily and slapped the messenger abruptly: "Listen clearly to me, this is the Ningshuang Pavilion in our southeast region, and Lingyun Valley is nothing! Wake up and bring the letter, don't give a fuck

You ungrateful animal!"

After being slapped hard, the messenger's face suddenly turned red. In the southwest region, who dares to do anything to them, disciples of Lingyun Valley, is seeking death. But when he wakes up, he realizes that this is Ningshuang Pavilion, the third largest city in the southeast region.

Once he received a direct order from the Valley Master, he was extremely arrogant, but his authority seemed to be in the wrong place.

There was no other way, so the messenger could only take out the letter written by the Valley Master from his arms and hand it to the guarding man.

"Keep an eye on him, don't let him wander around." After saying to the guard next to him, the guard man walked towards the high pavilion.

On the top floor, a middle-aged man with silver hair sat cross-legged. He had a stern face and was wearing a snow-white robe. Even his eyebrows were silver-white. Even a hundred meters away from him, you could feel the aura emanating from him.

severe cold

"My lord, the master of Lingyun Valley has sent a letter." The guard man came to the door and said softly.

"Come in." The middle-aged man's tone was calm, and even his body remained motionless. The guard man walked in. The middle-aged man opened his eyes slightly, and suddenly a burst of cold air burst out. The guard man shivered without realizing it.

I discovered that the middle-aged man’s pupils were also gray-white.

"Put it on the table first, then step aside," the middle-aged man said, and then closed his eyes again

"Yes." The guard man bowed and exited the room. When he walked out of the high pavilion, he suddenly felt a warmth. There was only winter on Bingning Island, but in this high pavilion, it was like walking into an ice cellar.

"The ice attribute of the pavilion master is really powerful, much better than that of the eldest young master." The guard guard thought silently in his heart. They often saw the eldest young master take action, but they never saw the opportunity for this pavilion master to take action. And just now

The middle-aged man is the master of Ningshuang Pavilion, Bai Zhantian, who is said to be the strongest person in the entire southeast region.

"Is there any reply?" The messenger from Lingyun Valley immediately ran forward and asked

"Come here, take him out of the island," the guard guard said to the surrounding people.

"Dejima? What did your pavilion master say?"

The guarding man ignored him and just continued patrolling the building with a few Ningshuang Pavilion sergeants. "Hey! Hey! I will definitely tell the Valley Master about Ningshuang Pavilion's attitude when I go back. Those who despise me in Lingyun Valley will not end well!"

"Hmph." The big guard snorted coldly and did not look back. He just waved his hand to the back. Immediately, several Ningshuang Pavilion sergeants set up the messenger and walked towards the west of Bing Ning Island.

"You Ningshuang Pavilion will not end well!" the messenger continued to curse.

On the top floor of the high pavilion, Bai Zhantian opened his eyes slightly, looked at the letter on the table, and slowly stood up. Lingyun Valley looked for him. He was also confused about what happened, but he also thought of the young man named Qin Cang in Surabaya Pavilion.

Recently, Qin Cang is unknown to everyone in the southeast region, and the news has naturally spread to Ningshuang Pavilion. Earlier, Bai Zhantian also heard his son Qin Cang mention Qin Cang. Of course, Qin Cang also had "Fen Huanshen".

I heard that my son died in the Cangming Mountain Cave. I had some regrets, but I didn't expect that he had come back to life recently.

Bai Zhantian opened the letter:

"Nephew Bai Xian, since your father was in power, there has never been a war between the east and the west in our southern region. I, Ling Tianyang, remember your father's kindness even more, and I am even more unwilling to do anything to you Qiu in the southeast region.

Seeing that the harmony between the two places has broken down, Qin Cang, the boy from Sishui Pavilion in the southeast region, used the Sky Demon Drinking Sword in his hand to learn the secrets that are not told in my valley, and I, Lingyun Valley, cannot let go of this matter of killing the core elders in my valley.

I hope that the wise nephew Zhan Tian will take care of the residents of our two places and hand over Qin Cang, so that the war can be averted and the lives of the people will be destroyed and blood will flow like rivers!"

Bai Zhantian read it and sighed deeply. Although Ling Tianyang's words in the letter were extremely arrogant and there was anger in his heart, it did not explode. Instead, he was thinking about the strength of Ningshuang Pavilion and Lingyun Valley.

In the evening, a handsome young man came to the top floor of the high pavilion with a folding fan in his hand. It was the eldest young master of Ningshuang Pavilion, Bai Long. "Father, are you looking for me?"

"Xiaolong, come here and take a look at this letter." Bai Zhantian stood at the table and handed it to Bailong.

Bai Long took the letter from his father, read it for a moment, and frowned, "I didn't expect that Lingyun Valley would still refuse to give up. I also saw Qin Cang die at the hands of Ling Fan that day, although I don't know what happened next.

He came back to life, but the fact that Ling Fan was bitten by the demon sword has nothing to do with Qin Cang."

"Yes, it is obvious that Lingyun Valley will not be so willing to give up this time. This is the best opportunity to attack our Ningshuang Pavilion. Qin Cang's current reputation has spread throughout the southeast region. If we hand over Qin Cang, our morale will definitely decline. Ningshuang Pavilion will

If we don’t show our face, there will definitely be a fierce battle.”

"Indeed, there are rumors that Qin Cang has obtained the Demon Drinking Sword. I don't know whether it is true or not, but what is certain is that if Qin Cang really obtains the Demon Drinking Sword, Qingjian Tower in the Northeast will not just sit idly by." Bai Long folded his hands.

fan, said solemnly

"I have also thought about this. We have no confidence in defeating Lingyun Valley alone. Plus Qingjian Tower, we at Ningshuang Pavilion have no choice."