Reborn Sword Emeperor in the City

"Feng'er, it's Zhu Lao!" Ling Tian saw that Ling Feng had come over, and then said, "I wish you a happy old man. This is my son Ling Feng."

"Good luck, old man!" Ling Feng looked at the old man in front of him and called. But Ling Feng doesn't have the slightest junior identity in her tone. No matter how old I am, I am only a few decades old. But Ling Feng is thousands of years old.

Zhu Lao stares at Ling Feng carefully for a long time. He is very surprised because he can't see Ling Feng's accomplishments, which only shows that Ling Feng's accomplishments are higher than him.

But it's impossible. It seems that this young man can hide his accomplishments. Yes, he is more expectant than Ling Tian.

"The back wave of the Yangtze River pushes the front wave! Master Ling, I'm afraid your son will be better than you in the future! " Zhu said with a smile. After chatting for a while, Ling Tian takes Ling Feng to see other family members.

"Yating, how do you practice?" Wang Wenqing still couldn't help asking. On the way, he tried to ask several times, but neither yuan Jiacheng nor Wang Yating answered. And obviously refused to answer this question.

Wang Wenqing was very curious. At last, there was no one. He asked again.

Wang Yating can hear, immediately hit a shiver, this is the last thing she would like to recall, five days, they do not know how much life and death experienced.

Ling Feng simulated the ancient battlefield in the spirit gathering array. The three of them took part in the battlefield, constantly honing and killing with the ancient Warcraft group.

How many times have they fallen into a dead end, life and death triggered potential, and stood up again. You know, the lowest accomplishments in Warcraft group are the foundation period. Fortunately, everything is false, otherwise how can they live.

Although this is the case, there are wounds all over the three people. Even Ling Feng has been in deep trouble several times and almost lost his life. But the more this kind of place is, the more he can improve his cultivation.

Yuan Jiacheng and Wang Yating's accomplishments have soared, and even the skills and skills Ling Feng gave them have become very mature. They are confident to return this time.

They have to win, Ling Feng said. If they lose, they will spend the next year in the ancient battlefield simulation. Yuan Jiacheng and Wang Yating don't want to come again.

Especially Wang Yating, fortunately Ling Feng has secret medicine, otherwise she is covered with scars, which is no different from death for a girl.

"It's all right, ha ha, it's a secret practice." Wang Yating laughed and covered up that horrible memory.

Wang Wenqing didn't see Wang Yating's face, thought about it for a while, and then said, "but we should communicate with Ling Feng more in the future. Dad believes that you will soon surpass the elders in your family! "

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in the corner on the other side, Mr. Ling brings the second generation of Ling Zhan and Ling Hai, the third generation of Ling Lei and Ling Xue. Ling Yun comes here. When Ling Hai sees Ling Tian, his face suddenly changes.

He didn't expect that Ling Tian was also there. He was very angry. Some time ago, Ling Tian came back and hoped that Ling Feng would return. Unfortunately, he was rejected by the Ling family. Unexpectedly, he came to the martial arts conference.

Ling Tian naturally saw this side, he took Ling Feng to come over, directly ignored Ling Hai, and then said hello to Mr. Ling: "Mr. Ling!"

"Yo, you have been expelled from the Ling family. How can you have a face to come here?" Linghai looking at Lingtian said, he thought Lingtian is to come to negotiate, after all, he has come.