"Did you see it? It's that person. He said he wanted to fight Mi Jianchen. He didn't find a mirror to look at him. Just because he was worthy of being Mi Jianchen's opponent?"

"Hmph, let alone Mi Jianchen, I can beat him so hard that he can't find Bei! This guy is just a selfish villain. If he is willing to lend the flying sword to Senior Brother Li, we can win a sure victory! If we don't borrow it, we have to show off ourselves!"

"Don't pay attention to him, what's there to say to such a person!"

...

Fang Ling listened to the messy comments in his ears, and his expression on his face did not change at all. He had heard too much of this comments these days. At the beginning, he had anger and wanted to question these people who stood and spoke without a pain in their backs. Why did he have to lend the flying sword to that Senior Brother Li? Why did they say that Fang Ling would definitely lose to Mi Jianchen? Why!

Think from the perspective of others, if gossipers also have such a top-level magic weapon, flying sword, will they lent their flying swords to the risk of a sharp drop in the future?

But now, he doesn't care. His mouth is on others, and they can say whatever they want and ignore it.

Just as Fang Ling was walking forward, he suddenly saw Zhen Lei and the Senior Brother Zhu Yu walking from the other side. Fang Ling was about to say hello, but he didn't expect that Senior Brother Zhu Yu walked past him with his head held high and his chest as if he hadn't seen him. Zhen Lei smiled apologetically at Fang Ling, then quickly followed Zhu Yu's pace and walked towards the other side.

Fang Ling smiled disapprovingly and continued to move forward. This is not the first time he has encountered this situation. Senior Brother Li Zhizong was very intimate with him before, but now he is still close and distant.

At this time, many foundation-building monks gathered in the Lin family's martial arts ground. They were talking in groups of three or three, and some even pointed in the direction of Fang Ling while they were talking. Fang Ling knew what they were saying, so he simply sealed his ears so that these people's words could not interfere with their tranquility.

After a while, I don’t know who said it was coming, and a man and a woman walked over from a distance. The man walking in front looked like a dragon and tiger stroll, and under the eyes of everyone, he became more and more heroic. The woman beside him seemed to be able to pinch water. Although the light blue dress was not decorated, it could not hide the thousands of romantic feelings contained in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

Several young male monks from Qingyuan Sect always looked at her intentionally or unintentionally, but when the woman's eyes swept towards them, no one dared to look at her.

"This is the unparalleled senior sister of Chunyugu? She is really worthy of her reputation!"

"Of course, she is the most beautiful woman in our five major sects. I heard that she is the first person in Chunyu Valley to practice the Spring Breeze Art and the Rain Transformation Art at the same time. There is such a legend in Chunyu Valley that it is said that practicing two magic arts to the peak of foundation building at the same time will definitely achieve the golden elixir."

"Really! This Wushuang Senior Sister and Senior Brother Guo stand together, they are really very compatible. Do you think so?"

Although Guo Zhenying didn't take these comments seriously, he could hear them in his ears and felt refreshed and extremely comfortable. He subconsciously glanced at the woman beside him who seemed to be able to turn into a pool of spring water at any time, and felt a little distracted.

But then, he suppressed this thought and smiled at Chun Wushuang, "Junior Sister Wushuang, all the people from my Qingyuan Sect have arrived. Look at whether all the sisters in Guigu have arrived too?"

Chun Wushuang swept his eyes lightly, and then said softly: "Senior Brother Guo, our sisters in Chunyugu are all here, so you can set off at any time."

Guo Zhenying nodded, and his eyes suddenly fell on Fang Ling who was standing aside, and then he said loudly to Fang Ling: "Junior Brother Fang, come here."

Fang Ling was mingling in the crowd, waiting to set off together. At this time, he heard Guo Zhenying's words and walked over.

"Junior Sister Chun, this is Junior Brother Lin's friend and Junior Brother Fang, the core disciple of Zhendao Sect." Guo Zhenying smiled and introduced to Chun Wushuang, then said to Fang Ling: "This is Wushuang Fairy from Chunyu Valley. Junior Brother Fang has come to see it."

Chun Wushuang smiled and said, "Hello, Junior Brother Fang, it is really gratifying to add another core disciple of Zhendao Sect."

Fang Ling did not dare to be careless about this woman who was as gentle as spring water. He held his fists and said, "Hello, Senior Sister Chun."

"You are Fang Ling from Zhendao Sect? I ask you, my junior sister Dong Qingyu from Chunyu Valley went to Qingfu Palace to find you, but now there is no trace. Where is she now?" A cold-faced woman stood behind Chun Wushuang. While speaking, she stared at Fang Ling tightly, looking like a prisoner.

What happened to Dong Qingyu? He was naturally dead. But Fang Ling would not explain this to her. He said lightly: "I wonder when did that senior sister Dong go to Qingfu Palace to find her?"

"More than three months ago, Fang Ling, you wouldn't tell me that you didn't see me, are you?" The woman sneered, and a murderous intent enveloped Fang Ling's body.

Fang Ling said lightly: "I really haven't seen it. More than three months ago, a demonic demon attacked Qingfu Palace at night. I couldn't resist it. He flew away from Qingfu Palace with his sword and has not returned until now."

"You pushed cleanly, but I, Chunyugu, have some means to let you tell the truth." As the cold and fierce woman spoke, she had a silk pocket in her hand. She activated the magic trick and was about to take action.

Guo Zhenying looked at all this with a sneer, and did not speak. Chun Wushuang said in a deep voice: "Senior Sister Ning, we are ordered by our master to help Brother Guo join the league to seize the leader. Let's talk about Mr. Dong's affairs in the future, so don't delay the main business."

"Hmph, I'll take advantage of you first. When the alliance comes, you'd better tell me the whereabouts of Junior Sister Dong, otherwise you will not be able to escape justice." Senior Sister Ning stared at Fang Ling coldly and said with murderous intent in her words.

Fang Ling looked at the woman who was so angry that she was killed and killed, and couldn't help but feel angry. He smiled coldly and said, "If you want to come, come. Anyway, I don't mind the extra ghost who died in vain under the sword!"

Senior Sister Ning's position in Chunyugu can be imagined. Fang Ling's courage to speak to her made her murderous intent more. However, after looking at the people around her, she sneered: "After the alliance, I will wait for you."

Guo Zhenying was secretly happy, thinking that this person surnamed Fang was really looking for death. Senior Sister Ning ranked second among the five core disciples of Chunyu Valley, which was slightly inferior to Chun Wushuang. This person was not sure how to challenge her without knowing how to live or die. He was such a guy who knew the world!

However, he had no time to pay attention to Fang Ling at this time. He nodded to Chun Wushuang, said and left, and then took the lead in getting into the air, driving a flying sword with the sound of wind and thunder, and flew out of the city.

For a moment, the sword light and treasure light formed a colorful auspicious cloud in the void, and rushed towards the direction of the Golden Copper Ridge outside the city. Fang Ling controlled the Thunder Ridge and did not walk ahead, but walked leisurely behind a group of ordinary foundation-building disciples.

"Junior Brother Fang Ling, don't look back. When you pass by Yudaihe, Junior Brother should take a step first!" Lin Mucheng's voice suddenly rang in Fang Ling's ears.

Lin Mucheng used voice transmission to let himself go, which was naturally a concern for him. But how could Fang Ling leave? If he left, he would probably not be able to raise his head among the disciples of the five major sects in the future!

"Senior Brother Lin's kindness, I appreciate it, but I can't leave. Don't worry, Brother Lin, I know what I think." Fang Ling glanced at Lin Mucheng, and then heard a voice.

Lin Mucheng sighed softly and did not persuade him again. He also understood that this was related to Fang Ling's reputation. If Fang Ling had just left, Fang Ling's reputation would probably be over. But Ning Quan was cruel and ruthless and was one of the evil stars of Chunyu Valley. If she hurt Fang Ling, it would be difficult for Zhendao Sect to stand up for Fang Ling.

As for his Qingyuan Sect, he could have asked Senior Brother Guo for a beggar, but Fang Ling had already offended Senior Brother Guo and asked Senior Brother Guo to come forward. Alas, maybe he would have to show off his face in a while and say a few more good things to Senior Brother Guo.

The Jintongling is more than 100 miles away from Linfan City. For these foundation-building monks, they have arrived at the Jintongling in just over half an hour. It was originally a wilderness under the Jintongling, and both sides have built two platforms. On the platform on the left, a huge Lin word is written on a flag fluttering in the wind.

Guo Zhenying took the lead in landing on the platform. He looked at the empty Jin family platform opposite and smiled at Chun Wushuang and said, "Junior Sister Wushuang, the fellow disciples of Jiulian Sect have not come yet, let's take a break first."

"Who said that I haven't arrived yet?" A sarcastic voice suddenly sounded from the opposite platform. With this sound, dozens of foundation-building monks with different expressions suddenly appeared above the platform of the Jiulian Sect. The sudden appearance of these monks seemed to have slapped Guo Zhenying in the face in public. Although the man used magic weapons to cover up the movements of everyone, as the senior brother of Qingyuan Sect, he did not even notice this at all, and first lost three points.

However, before his anger could reach the top, the man standing in front of the Jiulian Sect surprised him. He couldn't help but exclaim: "Tong Haoran, why is it him! Why is he here!"

When Chun Wushuang heard the name Tong Haoran, the face that looked like a pool of spring water was also full of shock. She looked at the man standing in front of Jiulian Sect and said in a deep voice: "It's him!"

The disciples from Qingyuan Sect and Chunyu Valley who were full of confidence changed their expressions for a moment and were extremely low. Everyone's eyes were gathered on the man standing in front of the opposite platform. The man's face was ordinary and about in size! However, his appearance suppressed the two foundation-building disciples of the two sects, and their faces changed drastically! rs
Chapter completed!