Chen Ling swept across the void, his voice stirring.
In the silence, a word came out: "Yes."
Upon hearing this response, Ma Yuan trembled all over and looked desperate.
Ruined.
Even if he doesn't die, if he falls into Chen Ling's hands, it will definitely be worse than death.
Chen Ling grinned and said to Chi Dao: "He left it to you."
The red knife screamed, spun in the air, and suddenly landed on Ma Yuan's back under his horrified gaze.
puff!
Ma Yuan trembled all over, his back arched uncontrollably, and blood spurted from his mouth.
Chen Ling glanced at Ma Yuan and walked forward.
The red knife buzzed.
Ma Yuan gritted his teeth and felt that all his strength had been suppressed.
The red sword exuded the power of the cold, and it fell firmly on his body, feeling as painful as a mortal carrying a mountain on his back.
But he could only bear it.
No matter how painful and humiliating it is, it is still better than death.
The old man shuddered when he saw this scene.
Seeing that Chen Ling ignored him, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
This is not even taken seriously.
He was secretly happy, but lonely.
"Walk."
Watching Chen Ling leave, the old man sighed and said feebly.
After leaving the glacier, Chen Ling rushed towards Fang's family.
Within a few days, he returned to Fang's family.
The Grand Prince and the clan leader came quickly.
They had been summoned by Mu Tianfeng earlier, and later by Chen Ling himself, so they were quite worried for a while.
"It's okay, Mrs. Chen."
The patriarch's face was full of joy.
The eldest prince's pupils shrank and he said in surprise: "Mrs. Chen is so powerful..."
Chen Ling smiled slightly and said, "Slightly better."
The patriarch and the eldest prince all secretly took a deep breath.
Is this a little improved?
That's extraordinary.
"By the way. Mrs. Chen, what's going on with Ma Yuan?"
The patriarch suddenly spoke.
Ma Yuan's strength was not weak, and he was still good at ancient swordsmanship, which made him suspicious.
Chen Ling smiled and explained the matter a little bit.
The two of them were stunned.
Among the seven swords of the ancient sword, I got the fierce sword and lost?
Or was he defeated by a knife?
How strong would Chen Ling be if he and his sword were combined into one?
Shocking curiosity suddenly filled both of their minds.
"Ignore that guy and let him suffer."
"By the way, he can also be used as a sparring partner. You can let him go whenever you want, depending on your mood." Chen Ling said calmly.
He is not afraid of the ancient sword land either.
Even if someone comes from the ancient sword land again, it won't matter.
It is absolutely impossible for the powerful God Emperor to show up because of such a trivial matter.
As long as the God Emperor does not appear, he will not be afraid of the powerful ones from the four top forces.
"Mrs. Chen, what level are you in right now?"
The Grand Prince was silent for a long time and couldn't help but ask.
He just wanted to know a rough idea.
Chen Ling pondered for a moment and said, "I am confident that I will reach the God Emperor in two hundred years at most."
"Nowadays, if the God Emperor doesn't come out, he can be my opponent. To be honest, I don't know much about the strong ones from the major forces."
"At least, with the strength of Fierce Sword Li Taiji, if he is stronger than him, he won't pose much of a threat to me."
hiss.
Two gasping sounds instantly sounded in the hall.
The patriarch and the eldest prince looked at each other, both feeling deeply ecstatic from the endless shock.
"Your Majesty, do you want us to do it?"
The clan leader suddenly sent a message.
The eldest prince knew what the patriarch was going to say, so he hesitated and said, "You can mention it."
The patriarch felt a little reassured and turned to Chen Ling and said, "Mrs. Chen, I have something, how about it?"
Chen Ling raised his eyebrows and glanced at the two people. He naturally noticed the exchange between their eyes and couldn't help but smile: "Clan leader, please speak."
The clan leader said solemnly: "Ten thousand years ago, the Fang clan was still relatively powerful, and its territory was originally wider."
"There is a treasure place among them, called the Secret Realm of Blood Refining. It was discovered by an ancestor of our Fang family and later modified. The descendants of the next generation can enter it to temper their blood according to their endurance."
"It can be said that it is a treasured place for future generations to cultivate. Even the bloodline of the ancient clan can be tempered in an extremely intuitive way. In the past, my Fang family really gave birth to many geniuses because of this place."
Chen Ling was shocked.
Such a treasure land is definitely very precious.
Especially for the ancient tribes, they rarely absorb fresh blood from the outside world, so only the younger generations can make up for it.
The effects that this kind of place brings are so precious that they are indescribable.
"Clan leader, how much can that treasure land withstand?" Chen Ling couldn't help but ask.
"Under the Sovereign."
Chen Ling was shocked again.
Impressive.
"What about now?" Chen Ling quickly noticed the helplessness and bitter smile on the clan leader's face, and his heart couldn't help but think.
Now, I'm afraid it's not in Fang's hands.
The clan leader sighed and said: "Later, because the ancestors had some disputes with Gu Dao Di, and later as a bet, the ancestors lost to Gu Dao Di, and the secret realm of blood refining fell into the hands of Gu Dao Di."
Chen Ling secretly said that it was true.
Without waiting for the patriarch to speak, he said: "Does the patriarch mean to take this place back?"
"That's right."
The clan leader nodded heavily.
Chen Ling frowned and said, "Chief, this place has fallen into the ancient sword land. It may not be that simple to get it back."
How could the ancient sword land be given away?
The patriarch shook his head slightly and said: "It's difficult, but it's not difficult either."
"Because it was a bet and I lost, but Zeng said that if I try again, I can still win back."
Chen Ling's eyes lit up: "This will be easier to handle."
"Since it is our Fang family's treasured land, it should be taken back."
The patriarch was immediately overjoyed.
Now that Chen Ling's status is even higher than before, Chen Ling must be willing to do this.
"Who is the opponent?" Chen Ling asked.
This is the key.
The Great Master took a deep breath and said with a solemn expression: "The first of the seven swords, the divine sword."
"The first of the seven swords, hiss."
Chen Ling took a breath of cold air.
He was extremely shocked.
It turns out to be the first of the seven swords.
No wonder Fang lost.
Even with his current strength, he can't say he is 100% confident.
Being the leader of the Seven Swordsmen is definitely not an easy task.
That is the strongest person under the God Emperor of Gu Dao.
Chen Ling's eyes flickered and he said slowly: "Clan leader, since I am the leader of the Seven Swordsmen, I can only say that I will do my best."
He couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and fighting spirit.
That is the first of the seven swords.
Extraordinary.
"It's a good thing that Mrs. Chen can take action."
"After all, it is the head of the Seven Swords. If you can't get it back, it doesn't matter."
The clan leader is prepared to lose.
After so many years, Chen Ling is still a junior.
Even if he loses, there is no loss, but it will make Fang's reputation even greater.
"But Mrs. Chen must be careful when the time comes. Even if we are defeated, we must not be tricked by the other party." The clan leader said solemnly.
"Clan leader, don't worry."
Chen Ling smiled and said immediately: "This matter is not urgent for the time being, I need to stabilize it a little more."
"By the way, how is my disciple doing now?"
The eldest prince immediately smiled and said: "Mrs. Chen has a keen eye, this little guy is really extraordinary."