Sword King Reborn

(Second update) "I'm not a stupid girl, your playful smile is so disgusting!" Yu Wanru said bitterly, Lingfeng smiled, and stood next to Yu Wanru awkwardly, and was silent for a while.

, Yu Wanru just sighed.

He said: "I'm in a bad mood, I'm sorry just now." "It's okay, it's okay, I don't care." Ling Feng shouted haha ​​quickly. He wanted to ask Yu Wanru what was wrong, but he was worried that he couldn't help her troubles.

So there was some hesitation.

"My father asked me to get married." Yu Wanru said faintly. Lingfeng was slightly startled, glanced at her and said, "Is he that Han Jing? I think he is quite good, and he looks very talented." "How do you know Han Jing?

Yes!" Yu Wanru immediately stared straight-eyed. If Lingfeng hadn't stood a little further away, it looked like she would pounce on him and scratch him.

"Last time you stole my treasure armor, I saw it accidentally." Ling Feng explained hurriedly, Yu Wanru flattened her mouth, and then sat back angrily, Ling Feng glanced at her sideways, wearing pink

My skirt is already stained and stained. I reminded you carefully, but

As soon as he saw her appearance, Ling Feng pretended to be stupid, "It's been several days since I came back, and he hasn't come to see me. It seems that my father has already talked to him." Yu Wanru was a little sad, after all.

She has liked Han Jing since she was a child, and Han Jing is her father's great apprentice.

"Oh, it seems that your uncle has found another wife for you." Ling Feng's eyes twitched. Sure enough, he couldn't help with this problem. "That's not the case. He asked me to choose by myself, but I don't want to get married." Yu.

As if sighing, Ling Feng was stunned for a moment. Yu Qilin was also the leader of the Tiandao Sect.

, this important matter of marriage has always been decided by her parents, so she can make her own choice. What an honor it is. You must know that Ning Xuan had been crying and making trouble for more than ten years, but she still didn't marry her to Ling.

The reason why Feng's baby was abandoned was not because parents have the absolute right to decide on their children's marriage.

"To be honest, Sect Leader Yu really cares for you." Ling Feng thought of Ning Xuan and couldn't help but sigh. Yu Wanru frowned and stared at Ling Feng for a while, then her face suddenly calmed down, "Yes

Ah, he didn't force me to marry anyone, which is already very rare, but I really don't want to marry." Yu

As if pulling the grass in front of him, he returned with a disappointed look. Ling Feng grinned and said disapprovingly: "What's there to worry about? Then you can just say that you haven't found the right one and wait until the next Wen Dao Conference."

Let's see, anyway, as long as you don't object to getting married, you can postpone it."

"Is it really possible?" Yu Wanru's eyes lit up, and then she clenched her fists. After thinking for a few seconds, she glanced at Leng Feng with a smile, "You still have many evil ideas, no wonder that girl is uneasy."

"Uh, cough." Ling Feng immediately turned his head and looked outside. The clouds and mist were blown away by the mountain wind, and the magnificent seventy-two peaks appeared majestically in Ling Feng's sight.

Five days had passed since the accident at Tiandao Peak. The Wen Dao Conference that everyone had been waiting for had officially begun. The conference adopted a draw and elimination system. Each sect only had one chance. The last person to stand on the stage was this time.

The overlord of the Wen Dao Conference.

Yu Qilin stood on the rostrum that was more than one foot high with a smile, and pressed his hands slightly, and the grand venue suddenly became quiet, "This conference can be held smoothly, it is really because of the understanding of all my comrades. For the conference,

Delay, myself

I'm really sorry. In order to express my apology as the host, this sect will give each member of the sect a bottle of Breathing Water." As soon as Yu Qilin finished speaking, there was a sound of applause in the venue, and many small sects were even more excited.

It's like getting a golden mountain.

"What is the Breathing God Water? Is it so great?" Ma Sanshi asked blankly. Ye Wushang looked ahead expressionlessly and replied slowly: "The Breathing God Water is a rare treasure. It is the same as the Hydra Orb.

The Water God Armor is collectively known as the Three Treasures of Heavenly Dao, and even within the Heavenly Dao Sect, those qualified to use the Breathing God Water are only second-generation disciples."

Ling Feng nodded. The fact that it was only used by second-generation disciples was enough to show its preciousness, because the leader of Tiandao Sect, Yu Qilin, was only a first-generation disciple. His apprentice and nephew were second-generation disciples, and these second-generation disciples,

Anyone who pulls them out is a first-rate master in the cultivation world, or at least a strong person in the galaxy. With a treasure of this level given to every sect by the Tiandao Sect, no wonder some people are excited.

"It sounds like it's very powerful. What's the use of it?" Ma Sanshi frowned, as if he was curious about the baby. Ye Wushang said helplessly and could only continue to explain: "Xi Shen Shui"

, just one drop can keep you out of the water for an hour.”

"Good stuff, really good stuff." Ma Sanshi's eyes shone, he gave Ling Feng a slap in the face, and lowered his voice: "I heard that there is a Jade Girl Spring on Tiandao Mountain, which is a place for female disciples to bathe. Why don't we try it?

Try this divine breath water." Ling Feng immediately raised the corners of his eyes, and in Ma Sanshi's burning eyes, he coldly replied with two words, "Ling Xue."

Ma Sanshi was like a lightning strike, and he replied nonchalantly: "It's a joke, it's a joke."

"It is rare that all of our comrades will come to this conference. The Land and Water Conference is approaching. As a bonus, our sect has decided to use the Heavenly Killing Art as the finale treasure." Yu Qilin was only halfway through his words when the entire venue was filled with gasps.

, there are many young fighters with eager expressions on their faces, and even more people look like they are determined to win.

"The Heavenly Killing Technique, could it be the special fighting skill of Xia Xuanyi, the Pillar of Fire?" Ling Feng looked surprised, and Ye Wushang nodded slowly, "Yes, it is the Heavenly Killing Technique. The sword only has two styles, one is for

Killing souls, breaking souls, and killing people with swords. Xia Xuanyi has been in the spiritual world for sixteen years without a single defeat. It is not an exaggeration to call this fighting skill peerless."

"So what if you haven't lost a single defeat? So what if you have a sure-kill skill? Can't you just kill him with a thunderbolt?" Ma Sanshi curled his lips and said with a weird sneer. Ling Feng looked at Ma Sanshi in surprise, because

Ma Sanshi didn't study much, so he didn't know many secrets. As for how Xia Xuanyi died, Ling Feng had never seen a single written record. Hearing Ma Sanshi's tone, he was so sure. How could he

Know so clearly.

"You are talking nonsense again. How could the majestic Pillar of Fire be struck to death by lightning!"

He was happy, "He's not talking nonsense, Xia Xuanyi really

He was struck to death by lightning, and it was after he was promoted to God of War." Ye Wushang's words shocked both Ling Feng and the Xie brothers. Ma Sanshi twitched the corner of his mouth, not knowing what he was thinking of.

Suddenly he said in a waning tone: "It's not bad to be a good cook."

Ling Feng was about to ask him what happened suddenly, when a young disciple wearing a black fighter uniform came over with a suspicious look on his face, "Ling Feng, Master of Dao Sect?" Ling Feng nodded, and the disciple was even more stunned.

He was stunned for a few seconds and then hurriedly said: "It's your turn to draw lots."

"Me? The first one?" Ling Feng turned around and found that the eyes of the entire venue were focused on the center, where Yu Qilin was smiling, waiting for him, the real owner, to appear.