Chapter 305 The Arrival of Feng Ling
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Wu Di Xiao Zong Zi
Chapter 305 The Arrival of Feng Ling
"It's good if you can do it." On Tang Yuan's handsome face, a warm smile lit up again.
The Wind Sword Sect disciple heaved a sigh of relief, and then caught a glimpse of Tang Yuan's gaze. For some reason, he was a little terrified. At this moment, Tang Yuan's smile and Tang Yuan's eyes looked very peaceful in front of him, but Somewhat weird.
Tang Yuan didn't care how he played, and immediately asked Pu Jin to untie him, remove the quicksand, and then instructed the disciple of Fengjianzong: "When you see Fengling, you know what to say? If he is not alone If you come, or if you don't come...Your young master, it will not be so easy, understand?"
After hearing this, the disciples of the Wind Sword Sect nodded vigorously, without any disobedience.
Tang Yuan patted him on the shoulder again, and said: "That's right, we don't know how to eat people, relax, in fact, I am the highest level among us, only the level of Soul Sage, your suzerain is Soul Fighter Luo, I'm sure I can't beat him, the main thing is to catch up with him."
The disciple of the Wind Sword Sect didn't know what Tang Yuan meant when he said these words, and he didn't quite believe it. It wasn't that he didn't believe that Tang Yuan said that he was a soul sage, but that he didn't believe that among them, what was the strongest? Maybe it's the soul sage, are they really looking for the suzerain to reminisce about the old days?
If Tang Yuan was stronger than Suzerain Fengling, he wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death. Judging by Tang Yuan's appearance, he was only about 20 years old. How could he be a Contra-level powerhouse?But there is no way, what Tang Yuan said, he can only agree to what, let's talk about it after escaping from here.
Tang Yuan didn't say any more, just waved him away.
As if the Fengjianzong disciple had been pardoned, he took advantage of the darkness and quickly ran away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
After he left, Yu Tianheng asked: "Are you not afraid that he will never return?"
Tang Yuan shook his head and smiled, "He won't."
"Why?" Putin asked now.
Tang Yuan glanced back at Feng Xian, and then said to everyone: "If he just ran away, when Feng Xian is released, will Feng Xian make him feel better? So, he has no other way, he can only be obedient Go find Feng Xian and report this matter to him."
Yu Tianheng pondered for a moment, and then asked: "Then what if Feng Ling didn't come alone, but brought all the people from Feng Jianzong? Or..."
Having said that, Yu Tianheng hesitated to speak, did not continue, and showed a worried look on his face.
Tang Yuan smiled and said: "Maybe he will bring people from Wuhundian, isn't it?"
Yu Tianheng was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.
Tang Yuan shook his head and said: "No, Fengling is self-willed and has a great face. He wants to attach himself to Wuhun Palace, and the other four sects also need to be attached to Wuhun Palace. Naturally, it is impossible for Wuhun Palace to come if something goes wrong. Ping, in this way, not to mention Pope Wuji, even other people will look down on him. Besides, the disciple of Fengjianzong saw us just now. Do you need Wuhundian to take action?"
Hearing this, Yu Tianheng and others suddenly realized, no wonder Tang Yuan asked the Seventh Elder to hide in advance to avoid being seen by that Feng Jianzong disciple.
Indeed, no one would have thought that a few young people with an average age of less than 30 years old would pose a threat to the Contra master of the next four sects.
Even Feng Ling himself would not have thought of it.
Pu Jin said again: "So, my lord, just now you deliberately told that disciple of the Wind Sword Sect about your strength?"
Tang Yuan nodded: "That's right, and even if that Fengling brings people here, so what? How many people can they have in the Fengjian Sect? I'm not afraid of the exhausted Titled Douluo coming, besides Oh, isn't the Seventh Elder here? Don't worry."
As soon as the words came out, the Seventh Elder who was hiding in the dark shouted: "Hey, I didn't say I would make a move."
Tang Yuan glanced into the darkness: "I didn't say I would let you take action."
The Seventh Elder rarely made a sound, probably not knowing how he was slandering him.
When everyone was talking, they didn't shy away from it, and let Feng Xian listen to them. The words of Tang Yuan and others, in the darkness of the night, murderous intent loomed. At this time, the night is dark and windy...
Feng Xian didn't dare to think about it anymore, but said: "Sirs, although I don't know what enmity you have with my father, I can assure you that the enmity between me and you has nothing to do with it. Even if you look for my father, uh, can you... let me go down? As long as you don't make things difficult for me, I will definitely meet all your needs."
In order to save his life, Feng Xian changed his address to Tang Yuan and others, and renamed him "Master".
Tang Yuan glanced at him, and thought to himself: "This Feng Jianzong member is too spineless, isn't he? He is going to kill your father, and you still want to protect yourself?"
Thinking of this, Tang Yuan said to Feng Xian: "Don't worry, when we get what we want, we will naturally let you go. The premise is that you have to be obedient and don't cause trouble for us."
Tang Yuan's tone was very flat and gentle, without any "kidnapper" attitude at all, but his eyes radiated a breathtaking light.
Hearing this, Feng Xian nodded obsequiously, and said with a smile: "Of course, of course, how dare I not listen to my lord? Even if my lord told me to kill my father, I wouldn't frown." ,hehe."
The corners of Tang Yuan's mouth curled up, this person is really not offline.
Then he turned his head away and released his mental power to spread tens of feet in a radius, so be on guard in advance.
However, he didn't notice that Feng Xian was looking at him secretly, revealing a trace of resentment, and secretly planning in his heart: "Hmph, when my father comes, I will let you villains all subdue the law. At that time, look at me How can I concoct you! You must be hacked into pieces, otherwise it will be hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart!"
After a long time, several figures suddenly appeared in the area covered by Tang Yuan's mental power.
After Tang Yuan noticed it, he sneered in his heart: "Sure enough, don't you dare to come alone?"
Those figures that appeared within the scope of his mental power were divided into two groups, one group was in the Ming Dynasty, there were five people in total, one of them had a very strong spirit power, almost incomparable with the Gou Yi Soul Douluo of the Wuhun Temple at that time. Comparable.
Come to think of it, it was Feng Ling.
It seems that this Feng Ling, and only his son, can make him willingly go to the gambling table.
The people beside him had different levels of soul power, but none of them were as strong as Feng Ling. It seemed that the Titled Douluo hadn't come.
The other group of people followed Feng Ling and the others in the dark and did not show up, but they were still detected by Tang Yuan's spiritual power. There were three of them in total, and their strength was not weak, each of them had the strength of a soul saint.
Tang Yuan guessed a little bit. He guessed that these three people were the people sent by Wuhundian to secretly protect Feng Ling. No, with their strength, they couldn't protect Feng Ling. That was...surveillance!
That's right, those three people must have been sent by Wuhundian to monitor Fengling.
Thinking of this, Tang Yuan sneered in his heart. It seems that the Wuhun Palace and the next four sects are not monolithic.
"Here we come!" Thinking of this, Tang Yuan suddenly said.
Yu Tianheng and the others were startled, and immediately stood ready.
Feng Xian who was tied up, his eyes lit up, he was full of joy, and blurted out in surprise: "Father!"
When Yu Tianheng heard the voice, he suddenly turned his head and gave Feng Xian a vicious look.
Feng Xian was startled, his heart skipped a beat, he immediately closed his mouth, not daring to make a sound, but he said in his heart: "Huh, you still dare to stare at me! Young master, I don't know as much as you, just wait, wait for my father Here we come, and take all of you back!"
At this moment, Feng Ling and four other members of the Wind Sword Sect had arrived and appeared in the night. Except for Feng Ling, one of the four was a disciple of the Wind Sword Sect who was sent back by Tang Yuan not long ago.
After seeing Feng Ling's arrival, Tang Yuan smiled and said, "Sect Master Feng, I have admired your name for a long time."
"Father, save me!" Feng Xian also saw Feng Ling, and immediately shouted for help.
Feng Ling's gaze revealed killing intent, and his expression was quite unkind. Looking at Tang Yuan, and then at Feng Xian who was lying on the ground, he felt both angry and sad.
Tang Yuan kidnapped his son, so he naturally wouldn't let it go. When he heard the news, he was furious, and immediately rushed over with the disciple of the Wind Sword Sect with his guards.
As for mourning, he really hated his son, but there was no way he could do it, he owed Feng Xian's mother too much, and he only thought about how to make up for it with his son.
"Who are you?" Feng Ling looked at Tang Yuan coldly, "Knowing my identity, you dare to kidnap my son."
Tang Yuan looked calm, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Sect Master Feng, in order to invite you, I can only let Mr. Feng feel wronged temporarily, do you mind?"
Feng Ling snorted coldly: "Who are you? What are you going to do?"
Hearing this, Tang Yuan immediately said: "Since that's the case, let's get straight to the point. I'm looking for Sect Master Feng this time mainly to...kill you."
Under the moonlight, Tang Yuan's smile was reflected very strangely. When he said the word "kill you", it was as if he was explaining a very warm story. waves and emotions.
It seems to be the messenger of death, taking human life is as simple as eating and drinking.
Looking at Tang Yuan's starry blue eyes, Feng Ling inexplicably felt a trace of panic in his heart, and his back felt chills, as if in this thick night, a cold wind was blowing all around.
But Feng Ling's self-willedness made him a bit more courageous. After thinking about it, he heard that Feng Jianzong disciple said that the blue-haired handsome young man in front of him is only the strength of the soul saint. Why should he be afraid of him?
So Feng Ling gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "You, say, what, what!"
Tang Yuan looked at Feng Ling without any change in his eyes, and smiled slightly: "It's literally!"
As soon as the words were finished, Tang Yuan spread out his palms, soul power surged, and seven soul rings suddenly emerged from under his feet.
(End of this chapter)
"It's good if you can do it." On Tang Yuan's handsome face, a warm smile lit up again.
The Wind Sword Sect disciple heaved a sigh of relief, and then caught a glimpse of Tang Yuan's gaze. For some reason, he was a little terrified. At this moment, Tang Yuan's smile and Tang Yuan's eyes looked very peaceful in front of him, but Somewhat weird.
Tang Yuan didn't care how he played, and immediately asked Pu Jin to untie him, remove the quicksand, and then instructed the disciple of Fengjianzong: "When you see Fengling, you know what to say? If he is not alone If you come, or if you don't come...Your young master, it will not be so easy, understand?"
After hearing this, the disciples of the Wind Sword Sect nodded vigorously, without any disobedience.
Tang Yuan patted him on the shoulder again, and said: "That's right, we don't know how to eat people, relax, in fact, I am the highest level among us, only the level of Soul Sage, your suzerain is Soul Fighter Luo, I'm sure I can't beat him, the main thing is to catch up with him."
The disciple of the Wind Sword Sect didn't know what Tang Yuan meant when he said these words, and he didn't quite believe it. It wasn't that he didn't believe that Tang Yuan said that he was a soul sage, but that he didn't believe that among them, what was the strongest? Maybe it's the soul sage, are they really looking for the suzerain to reminisce about the old days?
If Tang Yuan was stronger than Suzerain Fengling, he wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death. Judging by Tang Yuan's appearance, he was only about 20 years old. How could he be a Contra-level powerhouse?But there is no way, what Tang Yuan said, he can only agree to what, let's talk about it after escaping from here.
Tang Yuan didn't say any more, just waved him away.
As if the Fengjianzong disciple had been pardoned, he took advantage of the darkness and quickly ran away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
After he left, Yu Tianheng asked: "Are you not afraid that he will never return?"
Tang Yuan shook his head and smiled, "He won't."
"Why?" Putin asked now.
Tang Yuan glanced back at Feng Xian, and then said to everyone: "If he just ran away, when Feng Xian is released, will Feng Xian make him feel better? So, he has no other way, he can only be obedient Go find Feng Xian and report this matter to him."
Yu Tianheng pondered for a moment, and then asked: "Then what if Feng Ling didn't come alone, but brought all the people from Feng Jianzong? Or..."
Having said that, Yu Tianheng hesitated to speak, did not continue, and showed a worried look on his face.
Tang Yuan smiled and said: "Maybe he will bring people from Wuhundian, isn't it?"
Yu Tianheng was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.
Tang Yuan shook his head and said: "No, Fengling is self-willed and has a great face. He wants to attach himself to Wuhun Palace, and the other four sects also need to be attached to Wuhun Palace. Naturally, it is impossible for Wuhun Palace to come if something goes wrong. Ping, in this way, not to mention Pope Wuji, even other people will look down on him. Besides, the disciple of Fengjianzong saw us just now. Do you need Wuhundian to take action?"
Hearing this, Yu Tianheng and others suddenly realized, no wonder Tang Yuan asked the Seventh Elder to hide in advance to avoid being seen by that Feng Jianzong disciple.
Indeed, no one would have thought that a few young people with an average age of less than 30 years old would pose a threat to the Contra master of the next four sects.
Even Feng Ling himself would not have thought of it.
Pu Jin said again: "So, my lord, just now you deliberately told that disciple of the Wind Sword Sect about your strength?"
Tang Yuan nodded: "That's right, and even if that Fengling brings people here, so what? How many people can they have in the Fengjian Sect? I'm not afraid of the exhausted Titled Douluo coming, besides Oh, isn't the Seventh Elder here? Don't worry."
As soon as the words came out, the Seventh Elder who was hiding in the dark shouted: "Hey, I didn't say I would make a move."
Tang Yuan glanced into the darkness: "I didn't say I would let you take action."
The Seventh Elder rarely made a sound, probably not knowing how he was slandering him.
When everyone was talking, they didn't shy away from it, and let Feng Xian listen to them. The words of Tang Yuan and others, in the darkness of the night, murderous intent loomed. At this time, the night is dark and windy...
Feng Xian didn't dare to think about it anymore, but said: "Sirs, although I don't know what enmity you have with my father, I can assure you that the enmity between me and you has nothing to do with it. Even if you look for my father, uh, can you... let me go down? As long as you don't make things difficult for me, I will definitely meet all your needs."
In order to save his life, Feng Xian changed his address to Tang Yuan and others, and renamed him "Master".
Tang Yuan glanced at him, and thought to himself: "This Feng Jianzong member is too spineless, isn't he? He is going to kill your father, and you still want to protect yourself?"
Thinking of this, Tang Yuan said to Feng Xian: "Don't worry, when we get what we want, we will naturally let you go. The premise is that you have to be obedient and don't cause trouble for us."
Tang Yuan's tone was very flat and gentle, without any "kidnapper" attitude at all, but his eyes radiated a breathtaking light.
Hearing this, Feng Xian nodded obsequiously, and said with a smile: "Of course, of course, how dare I not listen to my lord? Even if my lord told me to kill my father, I wouldn't frown." ,hehe."
The corners of Tang Yuan's mouth curled up, this person is really not offline.
Then he turned his head away and released his mental power to spread tens of feet in a radius, so be on guard in advance.
However, he didn't notice that Feng Xian was looking at him secretly, revealing a trace of resentment, and secretly planning in his heart: "Hmph, when my father comes, I will let you villains all subdue the law. At that time, look at me How can I concoct you! You must be hacked into pieces, otherwise it will be hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart!"
After a long time, several figures suddenly appeared in the area covered by Tang Yuan's mental power.
After Tang Yuan noticed it, he sneered in his heart: "Sure enough, don't you dare to come alone?"
Those figures that appeared within the scope of his mental power were divided into two groups, one group was in the Ming Dynasty, there were five people in total, one of them had a very strong spirit power, almost incomparable with the Gou Yi Soul Douluo of the Wuhun Temple at that time. Comparable.
Come to think of it, it was Feng Ling.
It seems that this Feng Ling, and only his son, can make him willingly go to the gambling table.
The people beside him had different levels of soul power, but none of them were as strong as Feng Ling. It seemed that the Titled Douluo hadn't come.
The other group of people followed Feng Ling and the others in the dark and did not show up, but they were still detected by Tang Yuan's spiritual power. There were three of them in total, and their strength was not weak, each of them had the strength of a soul saint.
Tang Yuan guessed a little bit. He guessed that these three people were the people sent by Wuhundian to secretly protect Feng Ling. No, with their strength, they couldn't protect Feng Ling. That was...surveillance!
That's right, those three people must have been sent by Wuhundian to monitor Fengling.
Thinking of this, Tang Yuan sneered in his heart. It seems that the Wuhun Palace and the next four sects are not monolithic.
"Here we come!" Thinking of this, Tang Yuan suddenly said.
Yu Tianheng and the others were startled, and immediately stood ready.
Feng Xian who was tied up, his eyes lit up, he was full of joy, and blurted out in surprise: "Father!"
When Yu Tianheng heard the voice, he suddenly turned his head and gave Feng Xian a vicious look.
Feng Xian was startled, his heart skipped a beat, he immediately closed his mouth, not daring to make a sound, but he said in his heart: "Huh, you still dare to stare at me! Young master, I don't know as much as you, just wait, wait for my father Here we come, and take all of you back!"
At this moment, Feng Ling and four other members of the Wind Sword Sect had arrived and appeared in the night. Except for Feng Ling, one of the four was a disciple of the Wind Sword Sect who was sent back by Tang Yuan not long ago.
After seeing Feng Ling's arrival, Tang Yuan smiled and said, "Sect Master Feng, I have admired your name for a long time."
"Father, save me!" Feng Xian also saw Feng Ling, and immediately shouted for help.
Feng Ling's gaze revealed killing intent, and his expression was quite unkind. Looking at Tang Yuan, and then at Feng Xian who was lying on the ground, he felt both angry and sad.
Tang Yuan kidnapped his son, so he naturally wouldn't let it go. When he heard the news, he was furious, and immediately rushed over with the disciple of the Wind Sword Sect with his guards.
As for mourning, he really hated his son, but there was no way he could do it, he owed Feng Xian's mother too much, and he only thought about how to make up for it with his son.
"Who are you?" Feng Ling looked at Tang Yuan coldly, "Knowing my identity, you dare to kidnap my son."
Tang Yuan looked calm, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Sect Master Feng, in order to invite you, I can only let Mr. Feng feel wronged temporarily, do you mind?"
Feng Ling snorted coldly: "Who are you? What are you going to do?"
Hearing this, Tang Yuan immediately said: "Since that's the case, let's get straight to the point. I'm looking for Sect Master Feng this time mainly to...kill you."
Under the moonlight, Tang Yuan's smile was reflected very strangely. When he said the word "kill you", it was as if he was explaining a very warm story. waves and emotions.
It seems to be the messenger of death, taking human life is as simple as eating and drinking.
Looking at Tang Yuan's starry blue eyes, Feng Ling inexplicably felt a trace of panic in his heart, and his back felt chills, as if in this thick night, a cold wind was blowing all around.
But Feng Ling's self-willedness made him a bit more courageous. After thinking about it, he heard that Feng Jianzong disciple said that the blue-haired handsome young man in front of him is only the strength of the soul saint. Why should he be afraid of him?
So Feng Ling gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "You, say, what, what!"
Tang Yuan looked at Feng Ling without any change in his eyes, and smiled slightly: "It's literally!"
As soon as the words were finished, Tang Yuan spread out his palms, soul power surged, and seven soul rings suddenly emerged from under his feet.
(End of this chapter)
