C906

"I …" The veins on the blade of the sword throbbed. To give you a stick, you actually climbed up. With just you, you even shamelessly say that you want to solve my doubts?

Everyone around the arena was dumbfounded. All of them had strange expressions on their faces. Anyone with a discerning eye would be able to hear the meaning behind the sword. That aggressive attitude, did it seem like they were here to teach you a lesson? What is there for you to ask for? You are clearly here to slap him in the face.

Soon after, all of them looked at the sword blades in the arena to see what he would say.

"Hehe, the Crown Prince is so confident!" The sword carrying elder from Wandering Cloud Sword Sect looked at Ling Ao and laughed.

"People of my Ling family have always been happy to help others. How could my good-for-nothing grandson have the heart to refuse when your Wandering Cloud Sword Sect disciple has travelled thousands of miles to come to seek help!" Ling Ao seemed to not be able to hear the meaning behind his words, and said indifferently.

Tilting his head towards that person, he smiled. His eyes slightly narrowed as he said, "If Elder Li has any questions, he can ask me for guidance."

Elder Li laughed dryly, he only had an ordinary Martial Sovereign, so he wanted to "teach" Ling Ao a lesson.

On the stage, a sharp light flashed across Jian Feng's eyes, as he looked coldly at Ling Yun. Seeing that did not dodge, his expression was normal, but a look of shock flashed past his eyes.

He withdrew his gaze without leaving any trace, no longer oppressing others with his aura. Smiling faintly, he said, "The advice between us sword cultivators are to spar, to hone ourselves in actual battle in order to achieve a breakthrough."

The intention is still to let Ling Yun fight with him, if he loses, hehe, the words you said earlier about teaching him will be …

"Alright!" Ling Yun nodded his head, and laughed: "Although I am a body cultivator, but I have trained in the sword arts during my free time, and can barely teach you how to do it."

Jian Feng's eyes turned cold, he sneered, and cupped his fists: "Please advise! This humble one will definitely not seek an explanation! "

Ling Yun slowly stepped onto the stage. With a flip of his wrist, it was as if a Heaven Swallowing Holy Light Sword made of purple gold appeared in his hand. The sword blade was cold and thin like a cicada's wing.

"This is His Highness's sword?" The sword tip looked at the broken sword in Ling Yun's hand, and was startled for a moment, and could not help but sneer: "Could it be that the great Soaring Cloud Empire, does not have a proper sword?

I remember that back then, His Majesty Ling Xiao was a powerful Sword Saint himself.

Chuckling softly, a trace of ridicule flashed across his eyes. Shaking his head, he did not continue speaking.

"As long as I can kill, I can fight. So what if it's damaged? And what in the world is perfect? " Ling Yun caressed the sword blade and smiled faintly.

"Since you wish to seek guidance, then make your move!" Ling Yun smiled lightly. With one hand behind his back, he had the bearing of a Grandmaster.

"You!" Jian Feng was anxious, his chest heaved with anger, he sneered, "Fine, I hope Your Highness will enlighten me, but, blades and swords have no eyes, if I accidentally injure Your Highness, I hope you will forgive me!"

As his voice fell, there was a clang. A cold light flashed and the sword left its scabbard. His figure turned into a cool breeze as he rushed over. Without a sound or sound, his breath blended into the air.

"Clear wind, Xu Lai!" The sword blade in the sword tip's hand emitted a sharp cyan light, and with a light stroke through the air, the formless Sharp Sword Qi was like a breeze, gently blowing on the face.

The Clear Wind Sword Technique, Sword Qi were like the wind, soundless and all-pervasive.

Below the stage, Qin Feng's eyes lit up. Other people only knew that he was a thunder-attribute martial artist, but they didn't know that he still had wind attribute spiritual energy, but he rarely revealed it in front of others, causing many to forget about it.

If not for the fact that the sword tip had alarmed him, he would have almost forgotten that he still possessed wind elemental spiritual energy.