The top of the ancient National Fortune God Tower.

Yang Xiao stood with his hands in his hands and stood here with Bai Weixue.

With a smile on his face, he said two words to Ling Zizhong below.

The Nangong family is one of the five major families in Great Xia.

But even if it is the royal family and the prime minister Zhao family, Yang Xiao didn't pay attention to it, how could he care about the Nangong family?

What's more, the young master Nangong Huai is not the head of the family in the Nangong family, and if he kills it, he will kill it.

Nangong family, do you have the ability to go to the Void Sword Sect to trouble him?

No matter how many people they come, they will never return......

Now that Ling Zizhong has joined the Void Sword Sect, he will naturally protect him!

After all, he would let the entire Great Xia know that no one in his Void Sword Sect could despise him.

Even if it's just a pigeon breeder, it's better than anyone else in Daxia.

A sword soul emerged from Yang Xiao's body, and turned into a spirit pigeon in mid-air, spreading its wings.

Immediately after, this sword soul spirit dove dissipated in the air, turning into a shadowless and formless pure sword intent, and flew towards Ling Zizhong below......

......

Ling Zizhong felt that something had entered his body.

It was as if at this moment, he had comprehended some kind of power.

Although it was only a temporary strength, it made him very strong for a while.

The point is, he has a lot of things in his head!

"A pigeon kendo lineage from 50,000 years ago?"

Ling Zizhong was surprised.

The inheritance that appeared in his mind surprised him immensely.

"Okay. Zizhong, when you came back this time, you also brought the big man of the Void Sword Sect?"

Ling Changtian, a young man in white, smiled contemptuously: "The tone is quite big, Young Master Nangong, kill if you say you want to kill?

"In this matter, there is no need for the sect master to take action personally. ”

Ling Zizhong glanced at his brother and finally sneered.

In the past, since he didn't cultivate martial arts, he wouldn't argue with Ling Changtian if anything happened.

After all, he can't beat the other party, and he doesn't bother to talk nonsense......

But this time is different!

His blind sister Ling Qianxue was going to be sent to Nangong's house to become the woman of Nangong's arms!

This made him extremely angry and difficult to accept.

Even if Yang Xiao doesn't appear, he will do his best to protect his sister.

Not to mention, now that the sect master is actually here, it seems to have given him a kind of kendo inheritance?

It was the first time in his life that he felt empowered.

"In that case, we will definitely live up to the expectations of the sect master!"

He clenched his fists and looked resolute, and he was about to walk out of the council chamber!

It's a pity that Ling Changtian was right in front of him.

He looked at Ling Zizhong with disdain: "Waste, where do you want to go?"

"Go to the living room and stop Dad from giving my sister to Nangong Huai!"

Ling Zizhong said in a deep voice, "You get out of the way." ”

"Jokes. ”

Ling Changtian sneered: "Do you think that I will let you go to the living room to make trouble, so that Young Master Nangong can see our Ling family's jokes?"

As soon as he stopped at the door, he stopped Ling Zizhong and made it clear that he would not let him go out!

Ling Zizhong was a little angry: "Are you worthy of your sister by doing this?"

"It's her honor to be able to serve Young Master Nangong, and it's for her sake that I can match her!"

Ling Changtian was sarcastic as a matter of course: "It's only a waste like you who will sympathize with another waste." ”

"You...... Shut up!"

Ling Zizhong's expression turned cold.

Waste, the word he can say from childhood.

Now, his own brother actually said that he and Ling Qianxue were waste, and the key was to do such an excessive thing, giving his own sister to a prodigal son as a gift?

An awe-inspiring sword intent suddenly erupted from him, instantly swept into the body of the white-clothed young man Ling Changtian!

"What?"

Ling Changtian's face changed suddenly, and the power belonging to the eighth level of the Martial King was instantly released.

Rao was like this, that sword intent attacked quickly, still knocking him back several steps, and even almost knocked him down by the threshold of the council chamber!

A storm of aura exploded in front of him, almost tearing the door of the council chamber apart.

With such power, it is definitely an existence that belongs to the level of a martial king!

You must know that the buildings of their Ling family are all built by top builders, not martial kings, and they can't shake it at all.

How could a waste who has always been a waste suddenly have the power of a martial king?

Ling Changtian's face was shocked.

He was surrounded by fire elemental aura, and gradually five fireballs flew up beside him, reflecting his somewhat gloomy face: "Ling Zizhong, what's the matter with you?"

The explosion of sword intent just now made Ling Zizhong himself a little surprised.

He wasn't sure about it.

But that scene just now made him really understand that now he does have a very strong power with the help of the sect master!

With the inheritance of the pigeon kendo, it gradually emerged from his mind, and he seemed to have some kind of understanding of the pigeon kendo very quickly.

"The soul of the Cloud Dove Excalibur. The inheritance of the pigeon kendo. ”

Ling Zizhong closed his eyes at this moment.

The next moment, a white spirit dove flew out of his sleeve, turning into a snow-white sword light, and instantly attacked Ling Changtian!

"You dare!"

Ling Changtian was extremely angry, since he was a child, he never thought that his waste brother would dare to provoke himself one day?

Could this be what he had learned in the Void Sword Sect?

However, this kid obviously doesn't have the slightest martial arts cultivation on him!

What's more, in such a short period of time, how could he have a strength comparable to that of a martial king?

No, it's not even the Martial King......

This touch of snow-white spirit pigeon sword qi broke through the air and attacked, Ling Changtian consciously manipulated the five major spiritual qi fireballs, and stopped in front of the sword qi, wanting to block it.

However, those five fireballs came one after another, and they were all pierced by the snow-white spirit pigeon sword qi in an instant.

Ling Changtian was shocked, he felt that in the next moment, he was about to be pierced through his head by this sword qi and die on the spot!

At this critical moment, the snow-white spirit pigeon sword qi actually recovered into a white spirit pigeon, lost the sharpness of the sword qi, and turned his head and flew back from in front of Ling Changtian, who was covered in cold sweat.

If it weren't for Ling Zizhong to stop, Ling Changtian would probably have become a corpse!

"Pigeon kendo...... I see, I understand something......"

Ling Zizhong opened his eyes again, and there was a sharp color.

The white spirit dove, flying back and stopping on his shoulder, was nimble and lively.

Originally, it was a spirit pigeon, but under the effect of the sword technique, it was instantly transformed into sword qi to kill the enemy.

Such a means came from the Divine Dove Sword Emperor 50,000 years ago!

"Get out of the way. ”

Ling Zizhong walked out of the conference hall with a cold expression.

Where did Ling Changtian dare to disobey?

Immediately, he staggered away covered in cold sweat!

Under his frightened and inexplicable gaze, Ling Zizhong, step by step, quickly walked towards the living room.

It wasn't until he walked away that Ling Chang, who was trembling with fright, reacted.

"No, I'm afraid of what he's going to do?"

Ling Changtian was suddenly shocked.

Even if this kid has the strength to crush him, he can't be his father's opponent, not to mention, Young Master Nangong still has the guards of the peak realm of the Martial Emperor!

"I'd like to see what happens to you!"

Ling Changtian's face was gloomy, and he took three steps and two steps towards the living room.

He has never been able to accept that Ling Zizhong, who has always been a waste, can actually make him tremble!

"Later, I will make you kneel down in front of me and apologize!"

Ling Changtian's face was a little distorted!

Then, he also walked towards the Ling family's living room, but he always dared to follow Ling Zizhong from a distance, and he didn't dare to get too close at all.

Not long after, the Ling family's living room was already in sight!