Sword King Reborn

Holding the jade pendant in his hand, Ling Feng didn't feel anything special. After looking at it for a while, he frowned and asked, "You mean I have to take this jade pendant and touch everyone I know?"

Ye Wushang pursed his lips and smiled, but did not answer. Ling Feng shook his head and put away the jade pendant.

After returning to the house from the lake, while lying on the bed, Ling Feng kept thinking about his conversation with Ye Wushang. Especially when he thought of the mysterious list, Ling Feng felt an inexplicable irritability. This kind of

The powerlessness of being oppressed and unable to choose made him very unhappy, but as Ye Wushang said, the world is a chessboard and you are the chess piece. As long as you can't escape the reincarnation of heaven and earth, you have no choice.

Before Ling Feng could calm down the anger in his heart, the sky had already brightened up. He simply got up and started morning exercises in advance. Meditation every morning was a must for a fighter, and the master's mental skills that Ling Feng practiced were even more important.

I pay attention to morning exercises, and an hour passes before I know it.

The sun has already risen more than half way up, and the golden sunlight shines on the surroundings of Floating Leaves House from all directions. In the bleak autumn day, the autumn wind accompanied by the flying leaves made Lingfeng tremble, and "thumping" and "thumping" were not far away.

The sound of horse hooves interrupted his return to the house.

Seven or eight young men in brown robes came. Sitting down was a red Titan horse. The horse's strong body and powerful four hooves made the path at the entrance of Piaoyeju a mess.

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Ling Feng looked sideways, and the man in brown clothes who was taking the lead jumped down. He was a young man in his mid-twenties, with a straight face and a strong nose. What caught Ling Feng's attention was the high crown on his head.

The high crown was more than twice as tall as the average hair crown, and it looked like a foot long. Ling Feng curled his lips slightly, and Ling Feng snickered in his heart. This high crown looked a bit like a mallet.

Ling Feng, who was doing morning exercises, was wearing clean gray linen clothes with a cloth tie on his head. The man in brown clothes raised his eyebrows slightly and asked calmly: "Do you live here?" Ling Feng replied calmly.

: "Are there any other houses here?"

The face of the man in brown clothes was obviously stagnant. He was obviously a little angry at Ling Feng's robbery, but thinking about the purpose of coming here, he suppressed his anger. A slightly younger follower behind the man immediately stood up from behind.

He came out with a cold expression: "This is Master Qu Yangqu, the gold medal alchemist. What's your attitude, little guy? Be careful if your master finds out and punishes you."

Ling Feng ignored him and replied expressionlessly, "I'm afraid it's not your turn to tell me what my master did to me." "You little boy!" The young man suddenly became angry and raised his hands.

After giving Ling Feng a slap, the man in brown clothes frowned and said coldly: "Xiao Yin, what's the point of arguing with a servant?"

Yin Qiu Shui then put down his arm and said with a bad expression: "Go and ask your master to come out to greet you." Ling Feng curled his lips and sneered, which meant that Qu Yang interrupted in time, otherwise Yin Qiu Shui's arm would no longer belong to him.

"Who are you? This is a private residence!" With a cold shout, Hu Xiao quickly walked over with more than a dozen tall and tall Frost Wolf warriors. Each of the Frost Wolf warriors who were more than two meters tall looked like

It was as big as an iron tower, not to mention that there were black wolves with fierce eyes standing beside them.

"Young Master." Just when Qu Yang and the others were frightened by the Frost Wolf Warriors, Hu Xiao turned around and saluted Ling Feng. Ling Feng nodded, and Qu Yang finally understood that the young man dressed like a servant in front of him was Gan Qing.

The owner here.

After being stunned for a moment, a look of contempt appeared in Qu Yang's eyes. He thought he was looking for some reclusive senior, but he didn't expect that he turned out to be a slutty kid. Suddenly, the leader of the Alchemist Alliance

Everything he said was forgotten in his mind.

"Are you Ling Feng?" Qu Yang raised his chin, narrowed his eyes, and looked as arrogant as possible. Ling Feng didn't understand where his arrogance that attracted people came from, but the unhappiness in his heart was getting higher and higher.

, "Who are you?" Hu Xiao looked at him coldly, "My name is Qu Yang." The great alchemist raised his head proudly, and Hu Xiao grinned, "So you are the great alchemist who specializes in seducing my little wife.

ah?"

Qu Yang is considered a popular figure in Junlin City. His fame has nothing to do with the Alchemy Alliance, nor is it because he has refined any unique elixirs. It is because he specializes in using alchemy to play with women, so he got a brothel prostitute.

Although the nickname sounds nice, it is actually completely derogatory, and its meaning is no different from that of brothel.

Qu Yang naturally knows his reputation, but he is a great alchemist and has a transcendent status. Even if someone despises him behind his back, no one dares to say it openly, because the reputation of the Alchemist Alliance is too high.

Even the emperor may not be able to offend him.

But today, a casual servant actually eliminated him in front of him. How could Qu Yang's face be lowered? Hu Xiao is a smart person. The reason why he ridiculed Qu Yang was entirely because his young master was unhappy. Ling Feng was not happy.

He would purse his lips and sneer. As Ling Feng's chief subordinate, he naturally had to speak first for his master.

Sure enough, Qu Yang's face turned pale with anger, "Teach me a lesson for this rotten man who spits shit." Yin Qiushui stood up and without saying a word, slapped Hu Xiao in the face, but as soon as he raised his arm, a strong

His arm stretched out from behind Hu Xiao, and then Yin Qiushui was horrified to find that his arm no longer obeyed his control, and his whole body began to leave the ground.

How could a Frostwolf warrior who was as tall as an iron tower allow this skinny boy to hit his captain? Those strong arms full of muscles directly lifted Yin Qiushui up, as if grabbing a chicken.

He fell in front of Qu Yang and was thrown behind him. The proud Yin Qiushui couldn't bear the fall and fainted when he landed on the ground.

When the other men behind Qu Yang saw this situation, they stopped immediately. How could they dare to charge forward? They were just deacons of the Alchemist Alliance. They were usually good at bullying others, but when they encountered someone tough, they would immediately follow him softly.

Like a loach.

"You are so brave, you dare to fight even people from my alchemy alliance!" Qu Yang pointed at Ling Feng, furious. Ling Feng, with a cold face, said "cut", then turned around and said: "Keep away from me."

After saying this, he walked back as if no one else was around. Others were afraid of the Alchemist Alliance.

It's just that he is afraid of being resisted by them and unable to obtain the elixir. Ling Feng naturally has no such worries. In the alchemy field, Ling Feng, who owns the Nine Dragon Cauldron, is completely a master-level figure. What's more, the alchemy skills in this world are better than

Qi Lingfeng's Nine Dragon Cauldron is completely at the level of a preschool class.

Qu Yang simply couldn't believe that this boy who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old actually allowed his men to beat his own people, and even threatened to drive him away. Before Qu Yang could further express his anger and grievances, a Frostwolf warrior

The terrifying mace in his hand was already coming towards him. Ling Feng's words in his mouth were a bit far away, but he was using this mace to fight back.

All of a sudden, the door of Piaoyeju was full of chaos. Amidst the flying dust, Quyang and his group fled. They didn’t even have time to take away Yin Qiushui who was on the ground. Huxiao sent someone to throw Yin Qiushui dozens of miles away.

The street outside.

Alchemist Alliance, this is the headquarters located on the thirteenth floor. There are more than ten houses connected together, covering a street. A dazzling array of alchemy shops are lined up, and the decoration is extremely luxurious. However, these shops are all tightly closed.

With the gate open, there was not a single pedestrian on the street, but behind the shop, the house was bustling with people and the sound of playing.

"What's going on?" The long black hair is draped on both sides to the shoulders, a pair of deep-set eyes glowing with a strange green color, a tall nose with three small nose rings, and a strong big mouth.

Zhang, countless spitting stars fell on Qu Yang's scarred face.

The middle-aged man in front of Qu Yang who has a unique appearance and very unique dress is the leader of the Deacon Hall of the Alchemy Alliance, named Xiong Guangyi. Although Qu Yang belongs to the Alchemy Hall, it is the Deacon Hall that handles external disputes in the Alchemy Alliance, not to mention Ping Bai.

After being beaten for no reason, Qu Yang couldn't bear it without getting back his face, so he didn't go to the alliance leader who sent him to find Ling Feng, but came directly to the Deacon Hall.

Because he knew very well that as long as Xiong Guangyi saw his current miserable state, he would be unable to hold back his fiery temper and provoke him. The boy named Ling Feng would not deal with him until he was killed.

"Qu Yang, it's not your first day on the job. How could you do such a shameful thing? Did you mention my name? I still don't believe that there is someone in Junlin City who doesn't sell me face?" Xiong Guangyi looked at Qu Yang with contempt,

From the bottom of his heart, he looked down on this pretty boy, but Qu Yang's beating was related to the entire Alchemist Alliance, so he couldn't ignore it.

Qu Yang cried sadly, covering his dislocated arm, and almost shed tears, "Brother Guang, it's okay if I don't mention you, but if I mention you, I'll beat you even harder." "What?" Xiong Guangyi turned around and asked, his eyes wanting to pop out.

Qu Yang couldn't stop snickering in his heart, but he still cried: "Those people are too fierce and don't take our Alchemist Alliance seriously at all. They also said that Xiong Guangyi is nothing, so they will beat him even if he comes."

"I've rebelled against him. I've been running rampant in this city for seventeen or eight years. This is the first time I've seen such a decent person. Tell me where it is and I'll go and have a look!"

With his big head shaking slightly, Xiong Guangyi asked angrily.

After Qu Yang's plan was completed, he immediately told the location of Piaoyeju. After that, Xiong Guangyi rushed out of the door without saying a word. Qu Yang looked at Yin Qiushui who had no obvious injuries behind him, and said in a conspiratorial tone: "We also

Go over and be humiliated later

That kid." Yin Qiushui nodded vigorously. When Qu Yang was beaten, he had already passed out. When he woke up, none of the people who went with him were intact. They were either beaten into pig heads, or their arms were dislocated and their legs were lame.

Yes, the first move is called a black one.