Chapter 12 Guarantee

At this time, many Yuan Force protective covers in the inner city dispersed one after another, and began to gather towards Lingyun Mansion.

Many high-level bodyguards noticed that Nan Lingyun's Yuanli riot had broken through the boundary, and they whispered softly to the heads of each family.

"Juggernaut, congratulations, congratulations!"

The first person to come to Nan Lingyun turned out to be the regent Nan Wuzhao.

It is also said that Nan Wu Zhaoben was handling official business in the City Lord's Mansion, and learned that there was a vision of lightning striking the inner city, and quickly found out that it was Nan Lingyun who made the movement, and before he got up, he felt that the sky was falling apart, if it were not for the rebel army masters to protect the City Lord's Mansion, I am afraid that it would also be destroyed by lightning.

Seeing the lightning strike is also a few breaths of effort, without delay, he brought a group of subordinates to see Nan Lingyun in person.

Slowly, more and more people gathered, and the words of congratulations continued, but Nan Lingyun was not moved at all, just stood and sat upright with Yuan Li closed, and after a while, the vitality of the whole body was dissipated, and when he got up again, he was no longer nearly eighty years old, and his original face was full of wrinkles, and nearly half of his white temples turned black, and the whole person was in countless spirits, and the fairy aura was fluttering, and he looked only forty years old.

"I didn't expect that I would be able to break through the Martial King Realm and live forever!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

Nan Lingyun groaned, ignored Nan Wuzhao, turned to Murong Yu and said slowly, "Murong Yu, come here." ”

Murong Yu came in response.

"Let me ask you, would you like to be my senior disciple?"

In an instant, the crowd was boiling, and no one could believe what they had heard, the Sword Saint, who had not asked about the world for nearly ten years, was going to accept another apprentice!

"Ah!" Murong Yu was also taken aback, and looked at Nan Lingyun with an uncertain expression.

The sword saint of the Martial King Realm could see the faint immortal qi constantly drifting away, like a master outside the world, and the light wheel could also be faintly seen behind him.

"Yes, I took you as an apprentice, your father left back then, and now you come back with his sword seven, and I also use this to break through, it's all fate!"

Murong Yu glanced at his current self, dressed in tattered linen clothes and wearing a lot of patches, how insignificant he was now, and he wanted to take revenge and understood that he would die on the battlefield, and he still knew his own strength.

Seeing that Murong Yu didn't speak, Nan Lingyun raised his hand slightly, and the Eastern Emperor Guiru Sword held by Nan Lingyue seemed to have a spirit and flew into his hand.

"Be my eldest disciple, with your qualifications, you will definitely surpass me in the future, the Xi Clan Martial King Realm can only be counted with one hand, and you can also reach that realm, if you agree, this sword is yours!"

Many masters around began to be restless, looking at the dark sword in Nanling Yun's hand, his eyes were full of fanaticism and greed, not to mention that being a disciple of the Sword Saint made people unable to sit still, this artifact alone could set off a bloody storm and attract countless masters to fight for it.

This is the world's first sword!!Who doesn't know if you have a little knowledge?

"I ......"

Murong Yu struggled in his heart, and after a while, he seemed to have made up his mind, kneeling down and kowtowing to Nan Lingyun:

"I don't want to be your disciple, but I can't let go of my good brother's safety, and I came to see you today to ask you to save my brother!"

Nan Lingyun nodded slightly: "How many people want to be my disciple and want to get the artifact, but you can still think of your brother, so righteous...... Well, I promise you, you just have to say it, but then you have to come in under my door. ”

"Brother Bai Jin and I, Bai Li'er, originally lived happily in Fuxiao Village, and the Jing soldiers slaughtered my village and killed my relatives, we fled all the way here, wanting to kill the enemy and take revenge, but that south of Linchuan!"

Halfway through his words, Nan Wuzhao, who was ignored and ignored by Nan Lingyun, frowned.

"That south of Linchuan, in broad daylight, molesting Bai Jin's sister Bai Li'er, forcing her to be a concubine, how can I compromise with Brother Bai Jin's jealousy and hatred, now we are deeply threatened, I am afraid that he will frame us, I know that it is difficult to get out of this Dongxi City alive on my own, I remember that my father had some entrustment before his death, so I came up with this strategy to ask for help from you!"

Nan Wuzhao's eyelids jumped wildly after listening, he couldn't know more about this cynical nephew who caused trouble everywhere, and the other big people present also knew the virtues of Nan Linchuan, usually relying on the name of Nan Wuxun, and the nephew of the regent and the king of Daxi, who was rampant and domineering, how many unjust cases came to the door every day, and he had educated him more than once.

As a result, today it is provoking and provoking the Sword Master?

Thinking of this, he had no choice but to shake his head.

Without waiting for Nan Lingyun to signal, Nan Wuzhao immediately stepped forward: "Little brother, do you remember me?"

How could Murong Yu not remember?

"Meet the Lord Regent!"

"I know what you said, don't worry, my nephew who can't be a weapon will teach him a good lesson, although you and your brothers are safe, I will personally arrange it, whoever dares to provoke the disciples of the Sword Saint in this Dongxi City will not be able to get along with our entire Xi rebel army!"

What Nan Wu Zhao said was very profound, at this time, it is necessary to win over the Sword Saint to become the strength of the rebel army, this is the Martial King Realm! How many people can there be in the entire continent? Dengwu King Realm has entered the immortal life, and half a foot has already stepped into the Immortal Gate!

Nan Lingyun didn't look at Nan Wuzhao at all, but chuckled: "Okay, your brother's safety will never be okay in Dongxi City with me as a guarantee, can you accept it now?"

Although Murong Yu's mind is not as good as Bai Jin's, he is not stupid, he has the double guarantee of the regent and the sword saint, and it is the guarantee of so many big people present, he hurriedly kowtowed: "Junior Murong Yu, meet the master!"

"Hahahaha, good, good, good!" Nan Lingyun stroked his beard and smiled.

At this time when everyone was happy, a herald squeezed out of the crowd, ran to Nan Wuzhao's side, whispered something in his ear, Nan Wuzhao, who had a relaxed look and a crazy fight in his heart, his face was slightly stiff after hearing this, and his eyes stared at this herald with strong killing intent.