Fang Ling looked at Teng Kong's appearance and immediately closed the branch and said, "Fellow Daoist Teng Kong has something to say."

Teng Kong shook his head and finally said, "Fellow Daoist Fang, this time I fought with fellow Daoist Fang, I, Teng Kong, admit that I have taken the opportunity. This is the jade token I collected, and I will give it to fellow Daoist. Fellow Daoist, how about letting it go!"

After fighting Teng Kong for hundreds of swords, Fang Ling's resentment also dissipated a lot at this time. He looked at Teng Kong, whose spirit had almost disappeared, and smiled and said, "This is all right, but fellow Taoists still need to promise me something."

"Fellow Daoist Fang said?" Although Teng Kong didn't know what Fang Ling wanted him to agree to, he had no choice at this moment.

"Fellow Taoist must swear to the sky that you must not be enemies with me before you leave these three thousand Taoist meetings." Fang Ling looked at Teng Kong and said lightly.

Teng Kong nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist Fang, don't worry, even if I leave the Three Thousand Dao Society, I won't be bored."

While speaking, Teng Kong said in a deep voice: "The way of heaven is above, I, Teng Kong, swore here that in the future, no matter whether it is in the Three Thousand Dao Society or outside the Three Thousand Dao Society, I will never fight against fellow Taoist Fang for revenge."

"If I violate the oath, I will die."

As soon as Teng Kong's oath was issued, patterns appeared in the void and instantly disappeared into Teng Kong's head.

Fang Ling was still very satisfied with Teng Kong's oath. The oath Taoist pattern that appeared in the void was combined with Teng Kong's Taoist pattern in the channel of Teng Kong. In normal times, it had no effect on Teng Kong.

But once Teng Kong violates his oath and fights against him for revenge, Teng Kong will be killed by the Heavenly Dao immediately.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, so he left here." Teng Kong spoke, and he walked away like a flowing cloud.

Fang Ling looked at Teng Kong's leaving figure and was about to continue moving forward. At this moment, Teng Kong said in a deep voice: "Brother Fang, please stay."

Looking at Teng Kong who turned back, Fang Ling smiled and said, "Brother Teng returns. Do you have any advice?"

"I dare not give advice, I just have a sentence. I want to talk to Brother Fang." Teng Kong hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice: "If Brother Fang doesn't have to get the thing that becomes the Taoist king, I advise Brother Fang to find a place to hide."

"When the Three Thousand Daohui ends, even if you don't get that big opportunity, Brother Fang, you can still walk out alive."

Teng Kong said here, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Although the Sanqian Daohui has a great chance, sometimes, going out alive is more important than anything else."

"Brother Teng means Is the Ip Man sword waiting in front?" Although Fang Ling was not ready to listen to Teng Kong's words, he still felt a little grateful for Teng Kong's reminder at this time. After all, at this time, no one would remind you for no reason.

Teng Kong pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know how powerful Ip Man Sword is. But I think it's not easy for Ip Man Sword to kill you with your means."

"What I mean is something else. Please forgive me, Brother Fang. I have an agreement with others, so I can only say this."

Teng Kong left, and when he left again, he left a trace of doubt for Fang Ling. It wasn't Ye Wenjian, who was Teng Kong talking about?

The strong man who participated in the Three Thousand Daohui passed by his heart, and Lu Yun's figure appeared in Fang Ling's mind again.

Could it be that the person Teng Kong mentioned is really him?

However, his ranking on the Qiankun Wandao List was not high, and his helper had already died a lot in the first round of the San Thousand Dao Society.

One thought after another. After Fang Ling's heart, the questions in Fang Ling's heart became even more common.

But Fang Ling was still moving forward. No matter who was ahead, he could not stop his determination to move forward.

The next road was extremely calm for Fang Ling. Although he could meet a few Taoist people who were taking advantage of it, these Taoists were eventually plundered by Fang Ling. Some of them were even disliked and even they were directly eaten away.

I have crossed ninety-nine mountains, walked ninety-eight rivers, and crossed another river, and arrived at the place where I could get the opportunity.

But Fang Ling did not meet Ye Wenjian, nor did Li Yuandu, nor even Lu Yun.

These people will never give up, so they are in the last long river.

The long river lies across the sky, and you can't see the edge at first sight.

When Fang Ling came to the long river, there were hundreds of people standing in front of the rolling waves of the long river. The hundreds of people stood together in groups of three or five. The two groups with the largest number of people were around Li Yuandu from Chengtian Dao and Ip Man sword from Lingyun Sword Sect.

There was silence around, but Fang Ling's arrival broke this silence.

"Fang Ling, my senior brother said just now, if you find a turtle shell to hide, he will spare you once. Unexpectedly, you dare to die." A young man with a long sword on his back shouted at Fang Ling with a hint of ridicule.

"Why do you have to talk to someone who comes to die?"

"Yes, it seems that Senior Brother Ye can only kill him if he doesn't know that Senior Brother is kind."

"Why do Senior Brother Ye do it? Just the long sword in my hand can make him die. Fang Ling, who died in Senior Brother Ye's hands, was the dirty sword in Senior Brother Ye's hands."

All kinds of words were spit out from the monks beside Ip Man Jian, while Ip Man Jian sneered without saying a word.

His not speaking represents an attitude, which means that he disdains to speak, or that he doesn't need to speak at all.

Fang Ling didn't speak either. He was interested in saying such crows. But if he didn't speak, Li Yuandu said coldly: "Why did I hear a group of crows screaming?"

Although Li Yuandu's words were extremely unpleasant, most of the cultivators of the Lingyun Sword Sect dared not speak.

This is power, the power belongs to Li Yuandu.

However, the eyes of the Lingyun Sword Sect looked at Ye Wen Jian. For them, Ye Wen Jian was their backbone.

Ip Man Jian glanced at Li Yuandu and finally said lightly: "This is not a place for verbal disputes. There are more than 100 fellow Taoists here now, and I believe that I can get enough for a thousand cards."

"Li Yuandu, why not compare now and see who has collected more Taoist cards from them, and then decide the ownership of all Taoist cards in one battle."

Li Yuandu's eyes moved and nodded, "Your proposal is good. You can save some inexpensive guys. Take advantage of the decisive battle between us and we will grab the advantage here."

The three words "not so popular" are not only very loud, but on the contrary, his voice is quite loud.

All the people present were all figures on the list of the universe and thousands of Taoisms, and they also had their own arrogance.

But at this moment, under Li Yuandu's aggressive eyes looking down, no one among the crowd.

Ip Manjian snorted and said, "It's already this time, you're still wasting your time here, I'll start first."

As he spoke, Ye Wenjian rose into the air and rushed straight towards Fang Ling. At this time, there was a long blue sword in his hand. The sword light waved and slashed towards Fang Ling's head.

This sword was not fast, but it had a great momentum of heaven and earth. When it was shrouded by the sword light, Fang Ling not only felt a chill in his heart, but also felt that his actions seemed to be restricted.

The sword of Ip Man Jian is to kill himself directly.

However, although the sword of Ye Wenjian was full of morality, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Fang Ling's mouth.

Accompanied by this smile, a golden long sword like a branch appeared in Fang Ling's hand. With a wave, he faced the sword light of the Ip Man sword.

With the word "De" and a sword, Fang Ling did his best this time.

When dealing with others, Fang Ling will still keep his hands on the sword of De, but when dealing with the sword of Ip Man, Fang Ling will use all his strength in the sword of De.

The sword light and the sword light of the Ip Man sword were about to meet in the void. The monks who followed the Ip Man sword looked at Fang Ling at this time, as if they were looking at a fool.

Comparing swordsmanship with Ye Wen Jian, let alone Fang Ling, even some Taoist masters in the Lingyun Sword Sect feel inferior to Ye Wen Jian in this regard.

In their opinion, Fang Ling is undoubtedly seeking death when using sword techniques to deal with the attack of Ip Man's sword.

But Li Yuandu, who was about to take off into the air, stopped. His gaze at Fang Ling had a little more solemnity.

As the first existence here to become a Taoist priest, Li Yuan could feel the extraordinaryness in Fang Ling's sword.

However, Li Yuan felt that he could not describe the mystery of this extraordinaryness. He even felt that if he encountered this kind of swordsmanship, there would be no other good way except to fight hard.

And he vaguely felt that if he fought hard at this time, he might be the one who suffered the loss in the end.

What is this situation? Why is the sword of De actually so mysterious?

Just as Li Yuandu's thoughts flashed, Fang Ling's sword and Ip Man's sword had already met. The golden sword light and the silver sword light collided in the void.

During this collision, the sword of Ip Man sword was bounced by the golden branch sword more than half a foot high. But at the moment of bounce, the sword of Ip Man sword, which was waving the sword, suddenly flipped the sword light.

The originally fierce sword light instantly turned into nine arcs, carrying a huge countershock force, towards Fang Ling.

These nine powers are stronger than one, and one is better than one.

Fang Ling activated the noble aura in his body and quickly activated his noble aura. However, in the collision of these nine arc sword lights, his body still involuntarily retreated five steps backwards.

Fang Ling took five steps back, while Ip Man sword was bounced half a foot up.

Although there was a gap between five feet and half a meter, the people present were all discerning people. They could understand at a glance that Fang Ling and Ip Man Jian were equally divided in the fight just now.

The result is evenly divided, and no one can imagine it. (To be continued.)
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