After Feng Ling landed on the ground, nine dragon roars sounded, soaring into the air, and the nine dragons landed on the Nine Dragons Tower, blending into the carved dragon pattern, returning to calm.

Feng Ling held the Wind Emperor Sword in his hand and walked towards the Wind Clansmen, his steps were steady, the distance between each step was the same, and he was full of energy.

He slowly came to Feng Xiaotian, Mengyi Rou and Feng Yanran, nodded and smiled at the three of them, turned around and raised his sword to stab into the air.

Suddenly, a terrifying dragon roar lingered in the universe, and a small golden divine dragon coiled around the sword body, and the power of thunder and lightning rushed straight into the sky.

Snort...... , lightning flashed in the clear sky.

"This kid ......" Above the nine heavens, a white-haired old man scolded in a low voice, raised his hand and waved, and an aura barrier hung up, covering up the sword qi.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that the sword qi is too domineering, and it will not be good to shock the hidden powerhouse of the entire Martial Fantasy Continent.

The Wind Emperor's sword qi, in the aura barrier, did not slowly disappear until the time of a cup of tea.

"Poof...... The Wind Emperor Sword, it is indeed a peerless divine sword!" The white-haired old man couldn't help but tremble as he watched the sword qi disappear, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

In front of Feng Ling, the eyes of many clansmen were terrified, and the Wind Emperor Sword was indeed a divine sword, shaking the past and the present and the future.

"How is this possible? impossible......" When Feng Ling came to everyone and stood there genuinely, the four elders felt that their hearts were about to come out of their mouths, and the corners of their mouths trembled.

The Great Elder's face turned pale: "Is the Wind Emperor Sword stupid, how did he recognize this little bastard, and he was still driven by him......"

Burst......

The next moment, the little golden divine dragon on the Wind Emperor's sword sword stabbed at the Great Elder as fast as lightning, and suddenly the Great Elder spit out a mouthful of blood, the flesh and blood were blurred, and he was hit hard.

The little golden dragon was once again submerged in the Wind Emperor's sword, mysterious and powerful, making everyone present creepy.

"Sword Intent...... It's actually sword intent, oh my God, it's still the sword intent of the Divine Dragon!" someone exclaimed.

Sword intent, only by cultivating the sword technique to the realm of the Great Perfection can you comprehend the sword intent, or the sword intent that can only be brought by a divine sword like the Wind Emperor Sword.

The Excalibur cannot be insulted, and insulting the Excalibur is challenging the dignity of the Wind Emperor. Now that the Wind Emperor Sword recognizes Feng Ling, Feng Ling is the main one, and such an insult is even more challenging Feng Ling's dignity.

Although the other elders were pale, they didn't dare to speak more.

The Great Elder and the other elders who stood on the side of the Great Elder, they now regretted it a little, they didn't expect that this could not pass the third level at all, and it was actually completed by Feng Ling.

At this moment, these elders had the feeling of shooting themselves in the foot.

They found that Fengling's achievements today are largely due to them.

If it weren't for the pressure on Feng Ling and Wind Howling Sky, Feng Ling might still be a waste by now. Even if it weren't waste, it would not be possible to cultivate to the point where it is today.

If it weren't for the fact that Feng Ling was secretly embarrassed everywhere, Feng Ling would not have cultivated desperately.

If Feng Hao hadn't been asked to chase and kill Feng Ling, Feng Ling would not have fallen off the cliff and come back to break through the Nine Dragon Tower, and he would have been recognized by the Wind Emperor Sword.

They guessed that Feng Ling and the others must have obtained advanced martial arts techniques when they fell off the cliff, otherwise it would be impossible to surpass Feng Chen's cultivation in such a short period of time.

"Stinky boy, I didn't disappoint your father, he deserves to be my son of Feng Xiaotian, so good!" said Feng Xiaotian as he hammered Feng Ling's chest.

"Hehe, you light, the cultivation of the Martial Spirit Realm, want to smash me to death?" A happy smile appeared on Feng Ling's face, all along, his father and mother have always been very concerned about him, and the family affection that blood is thicker than water is really good!

"Haha...... Great, young master, you finally did it, I always thought that the young master would definitely be able to do it......" Meng Yirou left tears of joy and ran to Feng Ling, pulling his arm, very excited.

Today's Feng Ling has broken the myth of 10,000 years and has become the first person to be recognized by the Wind Emperor Sword in 10,000 years. Feng Ling held the sword of the Wind Emperor in his hand, like the dust of the ancient kings.

"Congratulations to Xiao Lingzi...... Hee-hee"

Feng Yanran touched Feng Ling's head, and smiled, charming and moving.

Feng Ling knew that Feng Yanran had always paid attention to herself, and she didn't want Fengchen and others to treat her like that. On the contrary, Feng Yanran has always encouraged and optimistic about him, although there has not been too much contact.

"The future is terrifying, this son, the future achievements are limitless!" The foreign powerhouses who came to watch from a distance were full of emotion and left one after another.

"As soon as the Wind Emperor Sword comes out, who will compete with it? The Wind Clan is destined to rise, and this son will definitely move the world!" No one knows, on the top of the mountain behind the Wind Clan, the white-haired old man, with deep eyes, looked at the young man holding the Wind Emperor Sword, breathing a little rapidly, and then turned to leave.

The white-haired old man came quietly and left quietly, and no one knew.

The kind of strength that can easily hit an aura barrier, and the aura barrier can block the sword qi of the Wind Emperor Sword is probably only possible for a Martial Emperor realm powerhouse.

"The Wind Emperor Sword has recognized Feng Ling and has become his weapon, he is the young master of the Wind Clan, who is not convinced?" An old man guarding the Nine Dragons Tower rose into the air, stood beside Feng Ling, and let out a loud shout, his eyes swept to everyone in the Wind Clan, and he paused on several elders.

Hiss......

Many clansmen gasped, no one expected that this old man guarding the Nine Dragons Tower would stand up and take care of this matter.

They knew very well that this old man never cared much about the affairs of the clan, and only guarded the Nine Dragons Tower here, and many people didn't even know who this old man was.

Although this tower keeper did not show his cultivation, everyone present felt that the momentum that was faintly emanating from him must be above the nine elders and even the patriarch.

"See the Young Lord......"

At this moment, except for this old man and Feng Xiaotian, everyone in the Wind Clan present saluted Feng Ling.

Feng Hao and the Great Elder, as well as Feng Chen and the others who had just woken up, although they were unwilling, they also had to salute Feng Ling with their fists.

As soon as the Wind Emperor's sword comes out, who will compete?

The Wind Emperor Sword has already recognized the master, if they don't recognize Feng Ling's identity as the young master, then the fate can be imagined, even if Feng Ling doesn't kill them, I'm afraid that the golden little dragon in the Wind Emperor Sword will not let them go.

At this moment, everyone looked at him differently.

The boy who has always been considered by most people to be a waste and abused, the boy who is thought to be able to only break through the sixth floor of the Kowloon Tower.

At this moment, in front of everyone, he already has the demeanor of a strong man, and they seem to see the demeanor of this young man who will be famous all over the world in the future.

With the exception of a few, most of them were in awe, no longer mockery.

The Wind Emperor Sword has never been recognized and used since the Wind Emperor, and after 10,000 years, Feng Ling has been recognized, and everyone seems to have seen the rise of another generation of Wind Emperors.

Who dares to defy the will of the Wind Emperor Sword, the real young master of the Wind Clan within 10,000 years, and the future master of the Wind Clan, has been produced.

The young master, in addition to the patriarch of the Wind Clan, has the most power, but with the approval of the Wind Emperor Sword, it can be said that the patriarch has to listen to the opinions of the young master.

Feng Ling carried the Wind Emperor Sword on his back, looked at everyone in front of him, he finally let out a sigh of relief, and the three levels of the young master finally passed through a lot of hardships and life and death tribulations.

The young master is not the result that Feng Ling definitely wants, it's just that he can't get used to seeing the faces of people like the great elder in the family, and he also wants to rectify the atmosphere in the clan through the identity of the young master.

Since he was born, it can be said that Feng Ling has not relaxed a single day.

was born with nine-colored light into the body, was snatched by foreign powerhouses and thrown off the magic cliff, and died nine lives.

Thrown off the magic cliff, fortunately rescued by the crane fairy, from the age of six, the nine-colored light broke out once a year, until the age of thirteen, in pain.

At the age of thirteen, it was not easy to control the nine-colored light, and it was only after three years that it had the possibility of exploding, so it was a little easier.

But it backfired, because of the nine-colored light, it was difficult to cultivate, so he returned to the clan for three years, and was abused and bullied by countless people in the past three years.

The position of the young master, the clansmen secretly wanted to get rid of it quickly, and were assassinated by Feng Hao Fengchen and others several times, and finally fell off the cliff, and fell on a big tree in despair to save his life.

And when all this happened, not only was he hurt, but even a petite and cute little girl like Meng Yirou suffered with him.

The most gratifying thing is that no matter whether she is considered a waste or a disaster, this girl has been by her side since she was a child, always protecting and encouraging herself, and never abandoning her.

Now that I think about what has happened over the years, the stubborn teenager still has lingering palpitations.

Feng Ling let out a sigh, it's all over, let him pass in the past.

After going through so many hardships, through my own non-giving up and continuous efforts, I finally got rid of that danger temporarily.

Becoming the real young master of the Wind Clan, with the Wind Emperor Sword, no one in the clan can easily shake his status, and he can finally cultivate with peace of mind, and he is not afraid of being quietly killed when he falls asleep.