"Congratulations to the host, for gaining one hundred and twenty reputation points..."
"Congratulations to the host, for gaining eighty points of reputation..."
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The system's mechanical and dull voice sounded during Ling Tian's frantic killing spree.
At this moment, there were not even a thousand but eight hundred people from the world surrounding this small courtyard. When Ling Tian killed Yue Buqun, Zuo Lengchan, and a large number of masters of the Five Mountains Sword Sect like mowing grass,
The people in the world around him were afraid of Ling Tian.
And similarly, Ling Tian's reputation in their hearts has also reached a terrifying level.
And this is just a one-time harvest. As these people in the world disperse, they will bring Ling Tian's reputation to every place they go, but that's when the real harvest will begin.
The figure passed through the ordinary disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect. Ling Tian paid no attention to these ordinary disciples. In the blink of an eye, he had already reached the famous masters in the world.
The cold light of the long sword flickered again.
The speed of warding off evil and the power of Zixia suddenly showed its power again. One by one, famous masters in the world began to fall. He Sanqi, the elder of the Beggar Clan...
"Demon, devil..."
"Go, go..."
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Frightened sounds were heard all around. Ling Tian's killing finally broke the courage of these people in the world. Each and every person in the world began to retreat crazily towards the distance, fearing that if they slowed down a little, they would be killed by Ling Tian in the same way.
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Ling Tian's figure swayed, showing no intention of chasing those who escaped. He quickly retreated to the middle of the disciples of the Five Mountains Sword Sect. Here, Liu Zhengfeng was lying there. This was the only one of the Five Mountains Sword Sect who was not killed here.
master.
When he arrived here, Ling Tian looked up and saw that the people from the rivers and lakes that were originally densely surrounding the small courtyard had dispersed.
People from the Huashan sect, including Ning Zhongze, Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan, have all disappeared into the courtyard. I think, except for those who are really greedy for life and afraid of death, Ning Zhongze and others should stay away for the time being to have time to think about what to do.
How to kill Ling Tian.
Will Xu join the entire Jianghu to encircle and suppress him?
Shaolin, Wudang, Emei and other decent sects?
Ling Tian briefly thought about what Ning Zhongze and others might do next, then smiled, lifted up Liu Zhengfeng on the ground with shaking hands, and walked towards Qu Yang not far away.
"Elder Qu, let's make a deal. Tell me where is the person who asked you to frame me?"
Ling Tian looked at Qu Yang on the ground with a smile.
This trip, he should be able to gain a lot of fame.
These reputations may be enough to cultivate Zixia to great success.
But Ling Tian will never be satisfied. Not to mention that he still needs to repair the Star Absorbing Technique. Even if he doesn't have the Star Absorbing Technique, he still has to find a way to meet the conditions for his return.
And after returning, he still has the next dungeon to enter.
Therefore, for Ling Tian, fame will never be enough. Then, he needs to find ways to create more opportunities to gain fame.
There is no doubt that Lin Zhenyuan and Prince Ning will definitely have one of the biggest opportunities to gain fame.
"You want to avenge your parents, but do you know who is standing behind that person? Do you think you can take revenge?..."
Qu Yang raised his head and looked at Ling Tian with a vague ruthlessness in his eyes and said.
After all, this guy is an elder of the Demon Sect. Excluding the inherent impression of the original work because of the song "Swordsman", he is actually ruthless. At this moment, this guy wants to use Lin Zhenyuan and Prince Ning to deal with Ling Tian, so as to give himself and
Liu Zhengfeng takes revenge.
Therefore, Qu Yang has an imminent tone from the first sentence.
"It's just Prince Ning. There's nothing I can't mess with. Elder Qu thinks if my martial arts reaches my level, do I still fear any power? In other words, if my martial arts reaches my level, does the number of people still mean anything to me..."
Ling Tian looked at Qu Yang calmly and smiled. Although this guy is an elder of the Demon Sect and is as scheming as Yue Buqun, but unfortunately, Ling Tian is destined to be an existence beyond the rules of this world.
"Don't waste your time, and don't lie to me, otherwise, I will chop the hero Liu Zhengfeng alive in front of Elder Qu..."
With a faint smile, Ling Tian continued to speak. With one sentence, Qu Yang, who was still trying to play some scheming, suddenly turned pale.
At the foot of Hengshan Mountain, in a certain inconspicuous courtyard in the city, Lin Zhenyuan was sitting leisurely in the courtyard, and the middle-aged eunuch was sitting opposite Lin Zhenyuan, with a chessboard placed between them.
At this time, the two of them were playing chess.
"Huashan, Songshan, Qingcheng... Although these sects are considered first-rate, they are slightly inferior to Shaolin and Wudang. Has Lord Lin ever thought about how to deal with Shaolin and Wudang if they step forward..."
The middle-aged eunuch slowly fell down. Although the two of them were at the foot of Mount Heng at the moment, they did not pay any attention to what was going on at the foot of Mount Heng. In the eyes of the two of them, after all the arrangements, they were already very confident in dealing with Ling Tian.
The reason why they are here is just to conquer Huashan later.
Conquering Huashan is already a sure thing for them, so now they have begun to think about the problems they may encounter when they actually take action.
If you want to conquer the world through rivers and lakes, you naturally need to consider possible changes in the rivers and lakes, and Shaolin and Wudang are obviously two big mountains that cannot be avoided in the rivers and lakes of this era.
"Shaolin and Wudang will not stand up..."
Lin Zhenyuan looked at the middle-aged eunuch calmly.
The eunuch was the person in front of the emperor and the princes. Even though the middle-aged eunuch wanted to seize Lin Zhenyuan from the beginning, Lin Zhenyuan could only deal with it as best he could. Fortunately, this eunuch did not seriously want to seize him.
Wanting to deal with him was just a habit of being an eunuch. At this time, the eunuch was still kind to the people and people who helped King Ning rebel. Lin Zhenyuan didn't mind informing the eunuch of the things and power he had.
"After Zhu Houzhao ascended the throne, he seized military power wantonly and supported Liu Jin and other eunuchs to strengthen the East-West Factory and the Jinyi Guard. He not only persecuted those civil servants, but also tried to prevent the monks and Taoists from stepping out of the secular world and receiving food from the same body as the lay people. Under such circumstances, Shaolin Wudang again
How could you help this tyrant..."
Lin Zhenyuan opened his mouth slowly and told the reason why Shaolin Wudang would not take action in one breath. Opposite him, the middle-aged eunuch couldn't help laughing.
As an eunuch of Prince Ning's Mansion, this middle-aged eunuch naturally likes to hear that Prince Ning may succeed in his rebellion, so that he can follow the rising tide.
However, just as the eunuch's ugly duck-like laughter spread, suddenly, a person ran over from outside.
"Sir, father-in-law, something bad happened. Lin Tian killed all the martial arts masters who came to capture him, including Huashan leader Yue Buqun, Songshan leader Zuo Lengchan, Hengshan Dingyi, Taishan... Jianghu Sanren
He Sanqi, the elder of the Beggar Clan..."
A breathless voice came out of the man's mouth. The middle-aged eunuch who was slightly displeased when he saw this man coming and was about to scold him had a chess piece between his fingers that suddenly slipped from his fingers.
Opposite him, Lin Zhenyuan's eyes widened even more, and he seemed to have gone stupid.
