"It's Lin Chen's son, he's back!" Someone shouted softly.
Lin Ling, currently ranked second on the monster-slaying list, guarded a wave of monsters by himself, setting a new record for the Ancient Flame Clan!
"Lin Ling, you have really insulted the prestige of our ancient Yan clan. For the sake of ranking, you actually resorted to heresy?"
At this moment, a questioning voice sounded, and on top of the city wall, Lin Aofeng was seen with one hand on his back, staring at Lin Ling as if he were the king of the world.
Lin Ling had killed only one less monster than him. If Lin Ling hadn't killed a monster for a while, everyone would have known that Lin Ling would definitely rank higher than him, Lin Aofeng!
Because of this, Lin Aofeng was unwilling to give in!
"Humph, Lin Chen's son is just like his father, he is a deceitful person, ranking second on the demon slaying list, he is very famous!" Lin Nanshan's voice also came out.
On the city wall, everyone was looking at Lin Ling, wanting to see what Lin Ling said?
Although Lin Ling broke the record, seeing is believing and hearing is believing. No one saw how Lin Ling killed the monster. Maybe as Lin Aofeng said, it is not necessarily the case!
Staring at each other, Lin Ling showed no fear. He laughed: "One is not willing to lose to me, so he makes some excuses. The other is not willing to lose to my father, so he also makes excuses. The Ancient Flame Clan
Are they all such shameless people?"
He had already guessed that the Great Elder would definitely make things difficult for him when he returned to the city wall, so he didn't have any surprises.
"What a joke, I'm still ranked number one, where did I lose to you?"
Lin Aofeng suddenly sneered. He was a fifth-grade gifted spiritual body, the Golden Emperor Zhentian Yan. He had the demeanor of an emperor. He had never been so despised.
"You killed three waves of monsters, but I only guarded one wave. There is only one monster between you and me. Everyone knows whether you have lost to me or not!" Lin Ling smiled calmly.
road.
His words made many people nod. This is a fact. If Lin Ling and Lin Aofeng had the same time to kill the monsters, Lin Ling would definitely be ranked above Lin Aofeng.
"Even so, so what, you should use poison to kill the monsters, huh, you can't win without force!"
Lin Aofeng's expression turned ugly, but he still said coldly.
"He is indeed using poison. He has been preparing for the beast tide for a long time. No matter what, as long as I, Lin Nanshan, are here, Lin Ling cannot be a candidate for a member of the clan!" Lin Nanshan said, confirming Lin Ling's heresy.
,At the same time, Lin Ling’s ranking is not recognized!
The people around were whispering to each other, but it was indeed difficult to prove Lin Ling's ranking, and the great elder's words were not unreasonable.
Boom!
At this moment, the sound of tiger roaring was heard in the distance, deafening, and the sky over Zhongnan Mountain turned frosty!
"The Demon King is coming!"
Someone spoke with a solemn voice.
After the fourth wave ends, the fifth wave is the Demon King!
The Demon King is said to have the strength of one star in the Martial Spirit Realm. Usually, the Demon King is killed by the elders of the Ancient Flame Clan!
"Bingxu White Tiger!"
Not long after, a white tiger as big as a small mountain appeared in front of everyone's eyes. The tiger's eyes were wide-eyed, full of evil aura, and there was frost mist spreading all over the body. Looking at it, a warrior in the physical training realm would feel cold.
Combined, straight into the bone marrow!
And where the Bingxu White Tiger walked, the ground also formed frost!
"Bingxu White Tiger, the demon king who attacked the Nine Nether Flame Bird, unexpectedly met him here!" Lin Ling stared at the white tiger, his eyes also condensed. The ferocity of this white tiger is naturally not as ferocious as that of the Nine Nether Flame Bird.
, but it succeeded only by sneak attack on the little Flame Bird.
But for Lin Ling, since they met here, they can avenge the little Flame Bird!
"Lin Aofeng, you only have one more monster than me. Now let's compete. Whoever kills the Bingxu White Tiger will be the first!" Lin Ling's eyes fell on Lin Aofeng, and his words were extremely provocative.
"That's crazy. The Bingxu White Tiger is only one star in the Martial Spirit Realm. Can the Physical Training Realm kill it?"
"Impossible, this is a leap of faith!"
"Yes, demon kings have always been killed by the elders of the Ancient Flame Clan!"
After hearing Lin Ling's words, many people's pupils widened.
Lin Aofeng's expression changed drastically. Even he was a little afraid of the Bingxu White Tiger. How could he dare to kill it!
"Why don't you dare? This is the courage to be ranked number one!" Lin Ling smiled faintly, and his words made Lin Aofeng grit his teeth. He, Lin Aofeng, was the most powerful genius among the ninety-eight disciples, but now he was forced to speechless by Lin Ling.
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"Haha, you are trying to provoke the general by tricking me into killing the Bingxu White Tiger. Then if I die, you will be the first. Unfortunately, your wishful thinking was wrong!"
But soon, Lin Aofeng sneered, as if he had seen through Lin Ling's intentions.
"Trash! Jindi Zhentian Yan has the name of an emperor, but he has no real status as an emperor, let alone the domineering power of an emperor. He doesn't dare to kill even a mere monster. How can you still be proud of yourself as the number one?" Lin Ling's lips twitched slightly.
He laughed mockingly.
Then, he shook his head: "The method of stimulating generals? If you don't dare to do it, then you don't dare to do it. Why make some excuses? Since you don't dare to do it, then let me do it!"
Whoosh!
Lin Ling said no more, held the Chonghuang Sword in hand, and walked towards the Bingxu White Tiger step by step.
Lin Aofeng frowned tightly, with anger raging in his heart. Previously, Lin Ling stepped on him in front of everyone because he really didn't dare to step on him!
"Hmph, you are just overestimating your capabilities. Aofeng, you are right not to go up. The Ice Void White Tiger has to be in the Martial Spirit Realm. Whoever goes up will die. He is only in the ninth realm of physical training, and his natural spiritual body is mediocre, so he will definitely die!"
Lin Nanshan comforted him and smiled happily.
At this moment, everyone was staring closely at Lin Ling's figure. They also knew Lin Ling's talent and strength. Based on this, they wanted to kill the Bingxu White Tiger?
Not long after, Lin Ling stopped, with an indifferent expression on his face. The Chonghuang Sword in his hand pointed at the Bingxu White Tiger in the distance: "The Demon King of the Martial Spirit Realm should have a wise mind. You should know the Nine Nether Flame Bird. Today, I
I came here to avenge the little Yanque!"
His voice was extremely cold and his expression was fearless!
On the city wall, many people looked at this scene and nodded secretly. Compared to Lin Aofeng, this Lin Chen's son has more powerful demeanor, and he has the shadow of Lin Chen!
"Senior Lin Chen used to be proud of the eight ancient clans and suppressed the geniuses of the eight ancient clans. At that time, Yunhai City was shaken. Today, his son's style is still the same." Lin Qingcheng's beautiful eyes had a dreamy feeling. That boy looked too much like Lin Chen.
Dust!
Ouch!
The Bingxu White Tiger stopped, and his blood-red eyes first glanced at the people on the city wall, making everyone feel like they were in an ice cellar. Then, the Bingxu White Tiger looked at Lin Ling.
Its intelligence has been opened. Although it is not as smart as humans, it can still understand what Lin Ling said!
That young man came here for the Nine Nether Flame Bird, but that young man wanted to kill him?