At this moment, Ling Nie's red eyes were staring at Qin Dingfang.
What Qin Dingfang saw in Ling Ni's eyes was the light of hatred that was hard to dilute.
Ling Nie and Cui Longxiang were brothers in love back then. Cui Longxiang was also considered a figure, but he was assassinated by Qin Dingfang and died. Of course Ling Nie hated Qin Dingfang.
At this moment, everyone in the venue was looking at Ling Nie.
Wait for him to reveal his identity.
Ling Nie's identity made everyone curious.
Ling Nie said to the thousands of people present: "I am the son of Ling Qianchou, the old island owner of Piaoling Island, Ling Nie!"
Ling Ni's words echoed clearly in the audience.
Many people were in an uproar after hearing this.
Today, more than a thousand people from the world came to see the excitement, including many seniors.
Of course they knew Ling Qianchou and Ling Nie.
A few of them had seen Ling Nii back then.
Although some young people know little about Ling Zi and his son, many people have heard from the older generation that Ling Nii on Piaoling Island was a figure on par with Qin and Tang.
Hadn't Ling Nii been dead for decades? Why did he suddenly appear in the world again?!
They were all surprised and confused.
Those who were completely unfamiliar with Ling Nii quickly asked those who knew about it, and the place was noisy again.
People who understood the truth began to be shocked, even in disbelief. It turned out that this mysterious silver demon was Ling Nie! A top figure in the world back then!
Many people in the southern border were also shocked.
Zeng Tengyun said excitedly to Lin Yi: "I heard my father talk about Ling Ni. I never thought he was Ling Ni! He was as famous as your second grandfather back then! No wonder your eldest brother Wei Jiangping was willing to give up his position as the island master.
Bit."
Lin Yi said with emotion: "Piaoling Island has Ling Ni, and Piao Ling Island is lucky. However, Ling Ni is unruly and ambitious, and he doesn't put anyone in his eyes. Moreover, he resumed choosing Haitong and sucked human blood.
, this is something that cannot be tolerated by justice. I’m afraid it will really cause big trouble in the future..."
This made Lin Yi worried about Ling Nie and Piao Ling Island.
Lin Yi had a hunch that the decent people in Jianghu, especially sects such as Shaolin and Kongtong, would sooner or later question Ling Nie Xingshi.
Looking at people's reactions, the dozen or so experts on Piaoling Island all looked proud.
Ling Ni was even more excited at this moment.
He has been waiting for this day for too long.
For decades, everyone in the world thought he was dead, but he was imprisoned by his father under the underground palace on Piaoling Island.
During his years in captivity, his days were like years.
But his hope never dies, and he firmly believes that one day he will be able to get out.
Now, he has returned to the world again with a brand new attitude!
He is full of ambition, and he wants to bring Piaoling Island back to its peak!
Today, as long as he can defeat Linghu Zanghun in public and seize the title of No. 1 in the world, he and Piaoling Island will shock the world and become famous all over the world.
By then, who will be dissatisfied?
When the time comes, he will trample both the South Court and the North Mansion under his feet.
The ambition in Ling Nie's heart spread over his body like a turbulent wave.
Qin Dingfang and others were also shocked when they learned Ling Ni's identity.
Qin Dingfang secretly sent many people to find out the details of the Silver Demon, but they couldn't find it. It turned out that the Silver Demon was Ling Ni. No wonder his martial arts skills were so high.
But Linghu Zanghun had only been in the Central Plains for a few years, and he usually didn't bother to listen to those rumors, so he had never heard of the name Ling Ni.
Who Ling Ni is is not important or meaningful to him.
As long as Ling Nie revealed his true name, he would fight Ling Nie and tear the silver demon to pieces on the spot.
Ling Nie cast his gaze on Linghu Zanghun.
He longed to fight Linghu Zanghun, and today he was finally going to get his wish. Especially with so many people today, this made him happy.
Achievements that no one sees are like walking at night in brocade clothes.
Ling Nie said to Linghu Zanghun: "Now, can you fight with me?!"
Linghu Zanghun didn't answer, he responded with action.
Linghu Zanghun jumped up from his horse and landed in the field, then he stared at Ling Nie and let out a furious roar.
The horses that shocked everyone present retreated one after another, neighing uneasily.
Ling Nii was still sitting on the sliding pole and said, "You kid is so crazy. Very, very good!"
After Ling Nii finished speaking two words in a row, his body and the slide pole he was sitting on suddenly rose up and rushed into the air.
Once in the air, Ling Ni's body left the sliding pole, and he held the two arm-thick bamboo poles on the sliding pole with both hands. In an instant, the rest of the sliding pole made a shattering sound and fell apart.
Only the two bamboo poles were intact.
Ling Nie held a two-foot-long bamboo pole in one hand, with silver flying from his head. His figure made a hunting sound in the air. His white clothes flashed, and in the blink of an eye he landed three feet away from Linghu Zanghun.
The venue suddenly became completely quiet.
Therefore, everyone stared at Ling Nie and Linghu Zanghun in the field with excitement.
Although Ling Nie landed on the ground, his silver hair flew even more quickly.
The clothes on my body are like blowing in the strong wind, flying every now and then.
The thick beast cloak on Linghu Zanghun also lifted up.
The fallen leaves around the two people rose from the ground, countless fallen leaves, and then hung unevenly in the air as if they were enchanted.
The scene is shocking.
Everyone present was a martial artist, and it was clear at a glance that all this had nothing to do with the wind.
It's the terrifying and powerful inner strength of the two of them.
Lin Yi was worried that the troops in the southern border would be harmed if they got too close, so he ordered: "Everyone, move back!"
So the people and horses in the southern border retreated seven or eight feet in order.
Qin Dingfang also ordered the troops in Beifu to retreat.
We retreated to the riverside and stopped when we found it difficult to retreat.
Those martial arts people who were watching the excitement saw that people from the north and the south were retreating, and they all retreated too.
Leave a larger space for these two top players.
Lin Honge and Qin Duoduo, who were in the carriage on the other side, came out quickly when they learned that Linghu Zanghun and Yao Yinmo were fighting. However, across the other side of the river, there were so many people that they couldn't see clearly.
In order not to miss such a peak showdown, Lin Honge and Qin Duoduo simply stood on the roof of their respective cars with their maids to watch.
The eyes of more than 3,000 people in the venue were fixed on the two.
The two of them still stood motionless.
The thousands of leaves suspended in the air continued to shatter into pieces. They made a sound like tearing paper, and the sound of "chichi" was heard endlessly.
Suddenly, Ling Nie moved first.
Ling Nie held two bamboo poles and attacked Linghu Zanghun.
The bamboo pole in Ling Nie's left hand poked at Linghu Zanghun.
It doesn't seem to be fast or powerful.
But wherever the bamboo pole passes, the surrounding leaves are constantly attracted to the bamboo pole.
The bamboo poles are also becoming thicker and thicker wrapped in leaves.
Linghu Zanghun stared at the bamboo pole poking out towards him without moving.
Just when the bamboo pole was still one foot away from Linghu Zanghun's body, Linghu Zanghun roared and hit the top of the bamboo pole with his right palm.
Then the front end of the bamboo pole made a crackling sound, and countless leaves attached to the bamboo pole flew up instantly, slapping Linghu Zanghun's body.
Linghu hides his soul like a rock in the strong wind, letting the leaves flap and remain motionless.
The bamboo pole continued to poke Linghu Zanghun, and the bamboo pole continued to break in Linghu Zanghun's palm, and the bamboo shards flew everywhere.
The bamboo pole continued to shatter as it was poked forward, and became shorter and shorter.
The distance between Ling Nie and Linghu Zanghun is getting closer and closer.
Just when the bamboo pole was broken into pieces and was only a foot long, the bamboo pole held by Ling Nii's right hand was suddenly caught off guard and struck Linghu Zanghun.