Reborn Sword Emperor in the City

0Therefore, Ling Feng was very disappointed with the martial cultivator and cultivators on Earth. He thought that they were unranked, and every time they fought, Ling Feng would look down on the enemy. He believed that no one on Earth could be his opponent, and they were just a bunch of ants.    

    

"Young master, it is said that when the sword fanatic retreated, he felt that his strength was invincible and that no one could surpass him, which was why he retreated. He wanted to pursue a higher realm, so he has not appeared for so many years. Qing Guo said again.    

    

"Is that so? That's something to look forward to. " He was really looking forward to the martial cultivator Great Assembly in a few days.    

    

Seven days later, the martial cultivator's Great Assembly would be held, and the location would be the sect of the Heavenly Sword Sect. The martial cultivator's Great Assembly would be held once every ten years, all for the Martial Union's Alliance Master. Almost all the sects and families in the Northwest would send their representatives to the Heavenly Sword Sect to participate in the martial cultivator Great Assembly.    

    

And the Martial Arts Alliance Head from before was now the Sect Master of the Ren Tian Sword Sect. Today, the Heavenly Sword Sect's Martial Arts Plaza was bustling with noise and excitement. Anyone who was invited to the martial cultivator Great Assembly held an important position in the Northwest. Ling Feng and the other two sat in an inconspicuous corner at the back. No one recognized them, after all, Master Ling was the most mysterious person in the martial cultivator.    

    

Furthermore, Master Ling was only famous in the South, Northwest had always despised the martial cultivator in the South, and thought that they were all just the lowest level martial cultivator, at this moment, sitting in the center with his pen, he was the target of everyone's admiration. He was already seventy years old, wearing a long robe, and his entire body was emitting a powerful aura. After all, he was the head disciple of a sword fanatic, his Cultivation was deep and profound, and he was the overlord of the north-west. In the entire north-west, he held absolute authority.    

    

After that, he looked at the time, stood up, and swept his gaze over the people below him. "Today, I thank my friends from the martial cultivator Realm, for being able to give me face by participating in this year's martial cultivator Assembly."    

    

Everyone quietened down as they listened to the writing. The position of the writing brush in their hearts was very high, only second to the sword fanatics. It was also an existence that was below one person and above tens of thousands others.    

    

"Everyone, ten years ago, during the Great Games, I became Alliance Head Wu Lin and today, it has been exactly ten years since then, it is time to elect a new Alliance Head Wu Lin. This is a huge matter regarding Martial Arts World, and I have one more thing to do, my master, the Sword Madman, appeared one year ago and gave me a set of mysterious Treasure Map of Sheepskin, I want to take this opportunity to inquire about the other three positions on behalf of my master. Please give me face and help me find it. " His voice was like spirit energy that was being transmitted to the ears of all the martial cultivator s.    

    

Immediately after, he took out the Sheepskin Roll and placed it in front of all the martial cultivator, and all of them started discussing it. Since the sword fanatic needed it, then the Treasure Map of Sheepskin must not be simple, and if there was someone who had it, then it would be related to the sword fanatic.    

    

When Ling Feng saw this, the Treasure Map of Sheepskin in his hand was exactly the last one that he needed, and a smile appeared on his face. He originally thought that this item would be in the hands of the sword fanatic, but who would have thought that it would be in the hands of his head disciple.    

    

This was good too, it saved him a lot of trouble. Ling Feng stood up, looked at the pen stroke, and said coldly: "I will take this Treasure Map of Sheepskin, you give it to me."    

    

Although Ling Feng's voice was soft, it was sent out by the spirit energy. All the martial cultivator heard it, and very quickly, everyone's eyes turned towards Ling Feng, becoming the center of attention.    

    

"Who is this person? He looks to be only twenty years old, and yet he dares to speak to the Alliance Master in such a manner."    

    

"Isn't the Treasure Map of Sheepskin the Sword Madman's? Is there something wrong with this guy? He actually dared to ask the Alliance Master to hand over the Treasure Map of Sheepskin. Or is he being too arrogant? " All the martial cultivator s spoke out, their words were filled with ridicule.