Who is Dao Ling?[Cultivation]

Tong Ling immediately took a step back.

Although in his imagination, it seems that there is really nothing to be afraid of Feng Chen, and he really agrees with Bai Jian's thoughts, but when he really faces Feng Chen, the chill runs down his spine again. It spread everywhere, as if being pressed against by Feng Chen's knife.

Tong Ling looked at the elixir that had now fallen into Feng Chen's hands, and just pursed his lips.

He took a deep breath, and took out another item from the storage ring.

Although he didn't have a dead heart pill, but he is a disciple from the Tulan Sword Sect, and he still has a lot of various things in his hands. Although he is not as effective as the elixir, he can deal with a foundation-building monk like Yun Cong. , that's enough.

Thinking of this, he directly used his footwork, rushed to Yun Cong's side, held his breath at the same time, and crushed the thing in his hand.

Yun Cong took advantage of the situation and caught him without using any weapons. Instead, he pressed his hand behind his back, and then sniffed the air lightly: "It seems to be a ecstasy powder, you can disperse it when you pinch it. Those who inhale the ecstasy and dust will become unconscious, but it is only unconscious. Unlike the dead heart pill, this one just makes people unconscious. It is usually kept in the hands of thieves. This small knife used by the Tulan Sword Sect Ling, there are quite a few weird things in his hand."

Feng Chen nodded and said: "Yes, and there are some dirty things in his hands, it doesn't look like he came from a famous family at all."

Tong Ling struggled, but didn't break free, he said anxiously: "Don't talk nonsense, I am a member of the Tulan Sword Sect, but I am just some gadgets, I can't get anything? You are not capable, you can't get these things , stop slandering me!"

Fengchen laughed: "Is it a crooked thing after all, like me, I never need these things, kid, do you think that I can let you have the final say if I don't have a knife? Is it a fake, what? I don’t know, the knife is spiritual, the knife is placed in front, so the knife is the body, once the knife is out of my hand, it’s gone, and, even if the knife is not in my hand, I want it to cut you, he I'll cut you off as usual, I even cut off the monk from your sect, so I'm still worried about you?"

Tong Ling was stunned for a moment: "Our sect has no monks."

Feng Chen stretched his waist: "That's not important. Now that I don't have a knife in my hand, you still fall into our hands? As a human being, it's better to be a little self-aware."

Tong Ling was still not reconciled, and he didn't know where he got the courage to shout at him: "It's not your doing, if it wasn't for Yun Cong..."

Yun Cong cut off Tong Ling's words, and he said lightly: "Otherwise, if Feng Chen strikes, do you think you still have a life to live? You are already going to attack Dao Ling, and as Dao Ling, there is no reason to stay You have lost your life, you have already moved to kill, just like the Greedy Gorefiend, he has also moved to kill, and the final result is that there is no soul left behind."

"Don't worry, you will definitely die before leaving the secret realm."

Before the words fell, the Snow Falcon, who had stayed well on Yun Cong's shoulder, rushed up into the air suddenly, and let out a clear whistle. The crisp whistle hit the ears of several people. Ling felt that he might be deafened by the snow falcon's cry.

At the same time, many ferocious beasts appeared in front of them, and the one at the front of the beast team was a male lion, and Bai Jian was sitting on the lion's back.

The attack was menacing at first, but after the snow falcon let out a clear whistle, the team suddenly slowed down.

Feng Chen didn't expect that although these two were not very intelligent, they still had a good friendship. At this time, Bai Jian came to rescue Tong Ling.

However, she didn't save it because she wanted to.

Bai Jian came from Si Yezong and practiced the method of controlling beasts, but after all, her cultivation base was too low. Even if she was a beast controlling, she could only tend to some of the most common fierce beasts and spirit beasts, and even spirit beasts were more likely to give birth to spiritual wisdom. It's not easy to drive, don't look at her sitting on a lion, it looks very ferocious, but in fact, this lion is just the most common lion, it just grows in a place with aura, so it looks more ferocious than ordinary beasts That's all.

But that's all, even a juvenile blood falcon can make them give in.

Bai Jian didn't expect that the herd of beasts could do anything to the two people who had joined, but she just wanted to use the herd of beasts to rescue Tong Ling.

If she relied on herself and the people around her, she would not be able to move them.

When turning the attention of Yun Cong and Feng Chen to Tong Ling...

"No... ah! You..."

A person suddenly appeared behind Yun Cong.

In fact, it wasn't too sudden, when he appeared behind Yun Cong, before he could even say a threat, the dagger in Yun Cong's hand stabbed him hard in the waist.

This time, not only the person who originally wanted to sneak attack, but also Bai Jian and Tong Ling were dumbfounded.

Tong Ling was stunned because he didn't even realize that Bai Jian had sent a person over by the herd of beasts, but Yun Cong had discovered it and swung a dagger backhand without hesitation.

Yun Cong sighed: "You guys, it's really annoying."

As he said that, the dagger in his hand disappeared, replaced by a silver-white long knife.

The coercion of the long knife is slightly softer than Feng Chen's body, but it is not much better, and it is not something the few people present can bear.

Feng Chen looked at the knife in Yun Cong's hand without blinking.

This is the first time he has seen this knife since we parted thousands of years ago. As Yun Cong said, there is a crack on its body, which is not long and does not look very deep. There are only a few traces left. But it is to let the original perfect blade have flaws.

And the man who was stabbed with a dagger by Yun Cong was forced to bleed out by the long knife in Yun Cong's hand.

Like him, he had never seen such a knife before, just relying on the coercion of the knife, it was like being crushed by a whole mountain.

He raised his eyes, glanced at the clouds, and suddenly felt that something was not right, he might have to...

Yun Cong didn't do much, he even waved the knife a few times with great interest, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I rarely use this knife because there is a crack on his body. I spent a lot of money back then. It took a lot of effort to repair it, but the crack is still there. There is nothing in this world that can mend it, so I rarely use it. The last time, ah, it was the time when the Goregore was killed by me. One knife, I have used it once since I landed in Linjin Great Realm."

"This is the second time. The last time it was a lonely soul, there was no blood. Now this time, you should be able to see blood!"

Bai Jian was the one with the lowest cultivation level among the three. As soon as the long knife appeared, her teeth chattered under the pressure of the knife. She didn't last long before she passed out. The man who appeared suddenly was just like Tong Ling. , the cultivation base is slightly higher, but it is the cultivation base of the foundation establishment period, not to mention that the man was injured and vomited blood.

As the most healthy of the three, Tong Ling didn't have a good time.

The knife gave him a very familiar feeling.

Isn't that what Feng Chen felt when he held the back of the knife against his chin?

But, isn't Feng Chen the sword spirit? Could it be that he gave the sword to Yun Cong?But Feng Chen, he just said that the sword is the body of the sword spirit, if this sword belongs to Feng Chen, it should not fall into Yun Cong's hands.

Now Tong Ling's mind is in a mess, he knows that he should find a way to save himself, after such an encounter, Yun Cong and Feng Chen will definitely not let him go easily, and now he is weak, it is best to find a chance to slip away , but now his mind is out of his control at all.

Tong Ling couldn't help thinking, who owns the knife in Yun Cong's hand, and why is it in Yun Cong's hand?

What exactly is Yun Cong's cultivation, why can't he see through it at all?

Yun Cong, what did he mean just now?

Who is he?

Holding the knife, Yun Cong slowly approached Tong Ling.

Tong Ling swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "You... who are you?"

Yun Cong kept walking, he smiled, under the silver light of the sword, that smile looked particularly sinister, Yun Cong said: "Who am I? You have been a sword spirit for 15 years, why are you still so ignorant?" What about experience, how did the Tulan Sword Sect let you lie to the sky, look at the knife in my hand, I am naturally... a real sword spirit!"

"How is it possible, isn't the sword spirit Fengchen?!"

Yun Cong tilted his head: "Oh, he, he is not a sword spirit, he is a sword god!"

Saying that, Yun Cong walked up to Tong Ling, touched his knife lightly, and said with a smile, "Okay, I've already answered your questions, you know, the person who knows my true identity has already lost his soul." Oh, now, it's time to send you on your way."

Under the great coercion of the sword spirit, they had no strength to resist at all, and could only watch helplessly as the silver-white sword light got closer and closer.

When all the dust settled, Feng Chen walked to Yun Cong and patted him on the shoulder lightly: "It's not your fault, it's because they were too self-righteous and crossed the line first."

Yun Cong gave Feng Chen a strange look: "What are you thinking? I just killed a few people. I have lived for so many years. How can I still have psychological shadows because of killing people? There are too many people who died in my hands. It’s okay to kill a few more.”

Fengchen: ...

"Oh."

Tu Lan Sword Sect, the main hall.

Someone respectfully presented a sign that had been broken into several pieces in front of Fu Ming: "Sovereign, Tong Ling is dead."

The movements of Fu Ming's hands paused, and he frowned: "It shouldn't be, Tong Ling is already the group with the highest cultivation in the secret realm of Chongfan Cave. If he was injured, it would make sense, but death... unless Dao Ling strikes, otherwise he shouldn't even have a chance to escape."

"Then it should be Dao Ling who did it. Ever since the identity of Dao Ling disappeared, Tong Ling seems to be very dissatisfied with Tong Ling." Another elder sneered and said, "Sovereign, instead of thinking about these things, You might as well think about how to make Dao Ling let go of his grudge against our Tu Lan Dao Sect, otherwise we may be very passive in the future."

Fu Ming was silent for a while, and finally sighed: "The elder is right, it's still Tong Ling who can't see the current situation clearly."

The author has something to say: Pavilion Master of Tianji: I also know that Yun Cong is a sword spirit, and I am fine!

Feng Chen (holding the knife): Then do you want to be dissipated?

Pavilion Master of Tianji: No need, no need, slip away.

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