"Although you hurt him, you didn't get the chance to kill him!"
Holy Lord Hun Ling shook his head, raised his finger to Ling Tian and reminded Pang Han in a deep voice, "And he just had the chance to kill you. Now, you should thank him for not killing him!"
"That's not the case, Master! This guy..."
Pang Han still wanted to quibble and deny everything Holy Lord Hunling said.
However, Holy Lord Hun Ling did not let Pang Han continue to speak, and suddenly scolded him in a cold voice, "Don't talk about this guy, this guy's! You should call him uncle!"
"Uncle Master?"
Pang Han was stunned for a moment, his eyes showing surprise.
The expressions of the people on the ground, except Ling Fu, also became strange.
The Holy Lord of Hunling is Master Pang Han.
Now, Holy Master Hun Ling actually asked Pang Han to call Ling Tian his uncle?
Based on this calculation, isn't Ling Tian the junior brother of the Hunling Holy Master?
Who did Master Hun Ling Sheng study under?
In everyone's impression, Holy Lord Hun Ling does not have a master.
If there is one, it would be the Sword Master of Chaos and the Holy King of Ling Xi.
Could it be that Ling Tian is also a disciple of these two people?
"Master, what are you talking about..."
Pang Han didn't understand what Holy Lord Hun Ling meant, he looked at Holy Lord Hun Ling blankly and muttered.
Holy Lord Hun Ling smiled slightly and asked Pang Han, "You just had a fight with your uncle, didn't you find that he cultivated the power of chaos?"
"The power of chaos?"
Pang Han seemed to have remembered something.
Hundreds and thousands of years ago, many warriors who practiced the power of chaos appeared in the Hunling Holy Land.
These people are all direct disciples of the Chaos Sword Master, and can be regarded as the junior disciples of the Chaos Sword Master.
But none of these people are alive in the world now, they have all died long ago.
Ling Tian cultivates the power of chaos and is also the younger brother of the Holy Master of Chaos.
Could it be that he is also a disciple of the Chaos Sword Master?
"What are you still doing?"
Seeing that Pang Jun was still there in a daze, Holy Master Hun Ling scolded him again, "Why don't you thank your junior uncle for not killing me?"
"he……"
The corners of Pang Han's mouth twitched and he couldn't speak for a long time.
At this moment, he had already realized it.
Ling Tian must be the successor of the Chaos Sword Saint.
This identity has also been recognized by the Hunling Holy Lord.
But this time he couldn't say "Uncle Master".
Ling Tian is younger than him and has lower cultivation level than him.
Now asking him to call him Uncle Lingtian, isn't this humiliating?
"Senior brother, there's no need to thank him! The purpose of the Sword Discussing Conference is to discuss swords, and killing people shouldn't be done. I should not kill him, and that's right. I have nothing to thank him for."
Ling Tian listened to Holy Master Hun Ling scolding Pang Han, and saw that Pang Han refused to speak, so he didn't bother to care about these things.
Holy Lord Hun Ling has acknowledged his identity. Regardless of whether Pang Han wants to be called or not, he is considered to be Pang Han's uncle.
Unless Pang Jun betrays his master and refuses to recognize the Holy Lord Hunling as his master.
In this way, naturally there is no need to recognize him as his uncle.
"Did you see that?"
Holy Lord Hun Ling nodded slightly towards Ling Tian, and then reprimanded Pang Han, "You should learn to imitate your uncle's temperament! Don't think that there is anything great if you have reached the ninth level of Tao Realm! From now on, you have to learn
There are many more things.”
After speaking, Holy Lord Hun Ling glanced at the crowd on the ground.
"Where is the sword commander of Sword Forging City?"
The Sword Order Envoy of the Sword Forging City is the person who issues the Sword Forging Order.
The Sword Discussion Conference is held once every ten years, and every time it is held, a swordsman will show up to watch the battle.
However, the swordsmen of Sword Forging City have always kept a low profile and have always been hidden among the crowd.
call out!
As soon as Holy Master Hunling finished speaking, a stream of light flickered out among the crowd.
Seeing this, Saint Lord Hunling stretched out his hand and grabbed the stream of light.
At this time, he had an extra token in his hand.
There is no doubt that this order is the sword-making order.
"Junior brother!"
After the sword-making order was obtained, Holy Lord Hunling no longer cared whether the sword-making user appeared or not. He turned to look at Ling Tian and handed the sword-making order to Ling Tian, "Congratulations, junior brother, for winning the championship!"
Pang Han stood to one side and watched the Hunling Holy Master hand over the sword-making order to Ling Tian, feeling depressed in his heart.
But in front of his master, he could only swallow his anger.
"Thank you, senior brother!"
Ling Tian took the sword-making order with both hands and bowed his hands towards the Hunling Holy Lord.
Holy Lord Hun Ling then asked Ling Tian, "Junior brother, do you plan to go to Sword Forging City right now?"
"Um."
Ling Tian lowered his head and glanced at the Chaos Sword in his hand, looked at the Holy Lord of Chaos Spirits and smiled, "I'm already looking forward to it..."
"Ha ha……"
Holy Lord Hun Ling laughed, "I hope that junior brother can get his wish. If junior brother is free someday, he can come to Hun Ling Holy Land to practice at any time. The door of Hun Ling Holy Land will always be open to junior brother!"
Enter the Sword Forging City with the Sword Forging Token in hand, and you can see the Lord of the Sword Forging City.
However, seeing the Lord of the Sword Forging City and the Lord of the Sword Forging City agreeing to make a sword are two different concepts.
To take a step back, even if the Lord of the Sword Forging City agrees to forge the sword, it is still unknown whether the Chaos Sword can be repaired.
"Thank you, senior brother!"
Ling Tian obviously understood what Holy Lord Hunling meant.
However, this is at least a bit of hope.
At this time, he already had the intention of leaving.
Then, he greeted Zifeng and said, "Zifeng!"
"I'm coming!"
When Zifeng heard the sound, her feet trembled and she came behind Ling Tian.
"Senior brother, say goodbye!"
Ling Tian surrendered to the Hunling Saint Lord again.
After that, he turned around and left this place with Zifeng.
Zhujian City is not far from the Sancha Mountains.
It should only be a day and a half's journey from here.
Ling Tian and Zifeng walked forward and flew into the air.
Rumble...
One day later, the two of them were approaching the Sword Forging City.
At this time, there were loud noises coming from the front, attracting the attention of the two people.
"Is there anyone fighting there?"
Zifeng had nothing to do and looked away.
In that direction, a figure could be seen flashing in the sky in the distance.
"It seems like two half-saints."
Ling Tian also noticed this scene and guessed.
"Then let's take a detour?"
Zifeng nodded slightly, agreeing with Ling Tian's guess.
The semi-saint strong man controls the power of the rudiment of law, and his strength is unparalleled in the Tao realm.
However, in the eyes of Ling Tian and Zifeng today, the semi-saint strongman is nothing special.
When they were in Thunder Prison, they saw with their own eyes that Ling Wen, who was at the ninth level of the Dao Realm, killed half-saints as easily and casually as he slaughtered pigs and dogs.
"They fight their side, and we go ours. As long as we take the initiative not to provoke each other, their anger will never involve the two of us."
Ling Tian said with a smile, and his figure swept forward.
Soon, the two of them arrived at the place where the two half-saints were fighting.
There are two half-saints, one is wearing purple robes and has white hair, the other is wearing black clothes and an iron mask.
On a hillside below, there are still several figures standing, seemingly watching the battle.
These people are all wearing purple robes, and they must be together with the old man in purple robes.
"Brother Lingtian!"
At this time, Zifeng suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing this, Ling Tian turned his head in confusion.
"Do you believe in love at first sight?"
Zifeng asked Ling Tian with some embarrassment.
"What did you say?"
Ling Tian was stunned for a moment, and his expression suddenly became strange.
Zifeng smiled and pointed at the figures on the hillside in the distance.
Ling Tian looked in the direction of Zifeng's finger and then noticed it.
In the center of several people, stood a woman in a purple skirt, with a graceful figure and a pleasant appearance.
However, the other party's eyes were a little anxious at this time, and he was nervously watching the two semi-saints fighting fiercely in the void.