Sword Master Ling Tian

"Stop it!"

At this moment, a loud shout resounded through the gate of the Imperial Court, and the voice brought the pressure of the golden body realm, and all the warriors suddenly stopped.

"This is the Imperial Court, whether you are a prince or a disciple, please give Yumonmen some thin noodles! Don't cause trouble here!"

An old man wearing a black beast figure paced out from the imperial garden, eagle-like sharp eyes swept across the crowd.

"Elder Liu! It's this kid who didn't know the rules and made a move to hurt people. Look at that Huba was beaten into pigs by him...what he was like!"

Yun Ming stepped forward.

"Master Ming, the old man's eyes are not blind!"

Then Elder Liu was not happy or angry, and said coldly: "No matter who is right or wrong, no matter who it is, you are not allowed to fight at the gate of the Imperial Garden. If you want to fight, go out and fight!"

He looked at Yun Ming again and said: "Ming son, you must know who is taking care of this imperial garden at ordinary times. Don't poke Yunhou at that time, otherwise it will be bad. You are right!"

"This..."

Yunming groaned, and he didn't say any more.

Although it appears that the Royal Garden is the property of the Royal Beast Gate, behind it, it relies on the City Lord’s Mansion. Otherwise, the treasure land on the outskirts of the city will not be allocated to the Royal Beast Gate to open the Royal Garden.

"Little Hu Jue, isn't the injury serious? Yesterday there were a few good riders in the door. Are you interested in taking a look?" Elder Liu said to Hu Ba in the distance.

"Neither heavy nor heavy!"

Huba laughed twice and walked over.

"Boy, wait for me! See how you die!"

Passing by Ling Tian, ​​Huba said fiercely.

The wind and waves stopped abruptly, and Yunming and Huba followed Elder Liu into the imperial garden.

The other onlookers also lost interest at once, and after pointing to Ling Tian for a while, they dispersed.

Ning Po's initial cultivation base has no background, although it can be played, but it's nothing more than that. It's all about watching it lively.

"This time Ruoxue is causing trouble to Master Uncle." Xi Ruoxue leaned slightly.

"It doesn't matter, it's easy!"

Ling Tian turned around, "Let's go, let's go in too."

"Ok!"

Five people were strolling in the Imperial Garden. Ling Tian patted Qin Shaoyang on the shoulder and smiled: "Yes, I have a responsibility!"

"Well, I, Qin Shaoyang, will not continue to wander about." Qin Shaoyang smiled confidently and grew up a lot.

Everyone wandered around at will, and when they entered the garden, Ling Tian could not help but nod. This imperial garden occupies a very wide area. Starting from the door, there is an area surrounded by transparent formations. It is different for standing or lying inside. The mount of the monster beast.

Only the most marginal, the most common, are also Tier 2 monsters, their appearance is much better than Qin Shaoyang's mounts.

Of course, the price is not cheap, and the cheapest ones are all over 500,000 Lingcoins. Ye Baoer and Lin Yanyan grinned in fright.

"Boer, if you like it, just tell me, I have money." Qin Shaoyang patted his chest and said.

"Well, I see." Ye Baoer nodded sweetly.

Ling Tian also said to Lin Yanyan: "You too, choose one."

"Uh, it's expensive." Lin Yanyan stretched out his tongue.

"It's worth it." Ling Tian smiled.

"Ok!"

A trace of envy flashed across Xi Ruoxue's face, but she didn't say anything.

"Hehe, this son, Ye Fan, in the Qingyun Gate, if he guessed correctly, the son should be born in the Sect!"

As he was talking, the one in front of the crowd suddenly stopped, turned and bowed his hand to Ling Tian.

"In Lingtian, Ziyun Sect of Xia Lingnan, what's the matter with the son?"

Ling Tian replied.

"Haha, nothing happened, but I just saw you hit that hogba, so I felt so happy, so I want to make friends with you, I wonder if you can?"

Ling Tian glanced at Ye Fan, and he looked pretty good. He was wearing a cyan gown and carrying a sword with exquisite brilliance. His cultivation also had the mid-stage peak of dazzling soul, which was even more tyrannical than the previous Huba.

"Oh, of course."

Ling Tian smiled.

"Haha, I really belong to my generation!" Ye Fan laughed and said: "You seldom come to the Imperial Garden, so how about let me show you how? What kind of mount do you want to choose, just tell me Although I am not a disciple of the Imperial Garden, I still know quite well when I ask myself."

"This... Then trouble Brother Ye."

Ling Tian thought for a while, and agreed.

After all, this imperial garden is so big that even if a few people walked for two hours, they wouldn't be able to finish it.

There is one who leads the way, but it saves a lot of time.

"No trouble, let's go!"

Ye Fan made a please gesture, and moved forward side by side with Ling Tian.

"Brother Ling, what I heard right now is that you are from Lingnan Ziyun Sect?"

At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly asked.

"Exactly."

"Then Grandmaster Bai Feiyun, yes..."

"Oh, that's my Sect Master Ziyun."

"Oh I got it!"

Ye Fan chuckled, "Speaking of which, you and I are quite related. Twenty years ago, Sovereign Bai came to my Qingyunmen for a tour, and I was fortunate to accompany Master Bai to entertain Sect Master Bai. And you, Ziyun Sect. The Qingyunmen and I have a lot of communication with me, no matter in the cultivation method or the martial art. According to research, they are from the same source!"

"Oh? Is there anything else?" Ling Tian was also very surprised when he heard this.

He has never heard Bai Feiyun say.

"Yes, I don't have to lie to you! Brother Ling does a sword skill?"

Ye Fan glanced at Ling Tian's back and waist, and asked.

"Yes. It's just that my sword was destroyed before."

"Oh, that's a pity!" Ye Fan nodded, and drew out the spirit sword behind him. The sword body swayed, and a blue air current lingered on it, extremely sharp.

"Brother Ling, please take a look!"

Ling Tian frowned. Although he only knew something about the Ziyan sword technique, looking at Ye Fan's cyan sword aura, it felt very similar to the Ziyan sword technique.

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"Yes, there really is something in common." Ling Tian nodded.

"This is my Qingyunmen's major swordsman, the Qingyun sword, and Guizong's purple smoke sword should come from the same source." Ye Fan asked with a smile, "Brother Ling, should be here to prepare for the Pill Pill Conference after March. Right?"

"Yes!"

Ling Tian raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Brother Ye, don't go around the corners. If you have anything, you can just say, you friend, I really want to make it!"

Ling Tian could see that this Ye Fan was definitely not a help for no reason, but he was not bad-hearted either.

"Haha, since Brother Ling is so refreshing, then I'll just say it." Ye Fan pursed his lips, thought for a while and said, "Brother Ling knows about the martial arts conference?"

"The martial arts conference?" Ling Tian was also startled when he heard it. "What is a martial arts conference, I have never heard of it..."

"Um... this..." Ye Fan also said with a face, suddenly a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Brother Ling, I forgot Guizong...Also, the disciples within the door can't participate in the third-class sect. The martial arts conference!"

"Oh, it's a pity, it's a pity that Brother Ling is full of sword spirit. Alas!"

Ye Fan sighed repeatedly, and for a while, his face was full of distress.

"Ziyun Sect is indeed a fourth-class sect, and I have never felt ashamed of it. Brother Ye doesn't have to apologize, but I want to know what this martial arts conference is..." Ling Tian frowned.

He suddenly felt that all the disciples of the Ziyun Sect who had come to Yunzhou City seemed to have missed something.

"Brother Tian, ​​if he didn't say I really forgot, you really have to participate in the martial arts conference!" Behind him, Qin Shaoyang, who was discussing which mount to choose with Ye Baoer, raised his head and said, there was no voice, and he continued to say something to you with Ye Baoer. Let's discuss it in one sentence.

"Brother Ye, let's talk about it." Ling Tian shook his head and looked at Ye Fan helplessly.