"Humph! Murong Leiming, don't deceive people too much! Today, the core disciple of my Ling family is not in the clan, you want to beat me and accompany you! Cher step aside! Ling Aoyun snorted coldly, stepped forward, and looked directly at Murong Leiming.

"Patriarch Ling, I am taking the disciples in my villa to exchange with the younger generation of the Ling family today, forget it if you have no male in the Ling family! Ha ha! See you in Castle Peak Town! Murong Lei Ming laughed and said, he is not a fool, a fool is only in the territory of the Ling family and the head of the Ling family, and the purpose of his coming to the Ling family today has been achieved.

"Damn it!" Ling Aoyun's eyes were surging with murderous intent, his two children were still in a coma, this Murong Leiming was so provocative, if it weren't for the fact that it was broad daylight now, if it weren't for being in full view of everyone at this time, he wouldn't mind sharing life and death with Murong Leiming, anyway, the Ling family would have been on the same page as Murong Villa.

"Murong Thunder!" Ling Yun, the Great Elder of the Ling Family, also had an astonishing killing intent flashing in his eyes. And the Ling family members present at this time also showed their essence.

"Xue'er, you come down, I'll play for you!" Xing Chen, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

As soon as Xingchen's voice came out, all the eyes present suddenly fell on Xingchen's body.

"Xingchen? What is he messing up at this time? ”

"He, a seventeen-year-old cultivation waste, can't break through the shackles of the martial arts realm, can he come out and give people a head at this time?"

"Martial disciple ninth order, no ten-year-old child in our clan is weaker than him, his brain is caught by the door!"

"That's it, Ling Xiao's before, Xiu Wei is not a powerful character in the younger generation of our Ling family, but he is also many times stronger than Xingchen, isn't it that we see him as the patriarch and the son of the patriarch on weekdays, he really thinks he is a character!" As soon as Xing Chen's words came out, there were many disciples of the Ling family who secretly slandered him.

Ling Aoyun has a total of three children, of which Ling Ziyue and Ling Tianqi are his biological children, the two sisters and brothers inherited their father's cultivation talent, both of them broke through the shackles of martial apprentices at the age of eight and officially stepped into the ranks of martial artists, both reached the warrior realm at the age of only twenty, and they were the youngest warriors in the entire Qingshan Town, and it was only a matter of time before they stepped into the realm of martial artists, great martial artists, and even surpassed their father Ling Aoyun in the future. Among them, Ling Ziyue, who is more talented, is rumored to be the youngest martial arts powerhouse in the history of the Ling family.

And Ling Aoyun has a pair of children under his knees, in addition to Ling Ziyue and Ling Tianqi's children, he also has a foreign surname Yizi Xingchen, Xingchen is an orphan brought back from the previous patriarch of the Ling family, raised by Ling Aoyun, but to the surprise of the Ling family and the entire Qingshan Town, this Yizi with a foreign surname adopted by the head of the Ling family is a waste material that cannot break through the shackles of martial artists.

The Firmament Continent is a world where martial arts are respected, and in this world, only absolute strength will gain absolute respect, Xingchen as a cultivation waste material, not to mention in Qingshan Town, even in the Ling family, there are many people who do not take Xingchen seriously, the patriarch Yizi, so Xingchen has always had a very low sense of existence in the Ling family, because he has no strength, even if his status is noble, he will not be respected by others, but in addition to having a good father, Xingchen also has a good sister and a good brother, Ling Ziyue and Ling Tianqi are the leaders of the younger generation of the Ling family, they have always regarded Xingchen as their own younger brother, and they have taken special care of Xingchen.

Over time, no one has ever had a conflict with Xingchen, plus Xingchen is naturally very indifferent, and he likes to act alone all year round, so he basically fades out of the sight of everyone in the Ling family.

"Chen'er!" Ling Aoyun frowned slightly after hearing Xing Chen's words, although he liked Xing Chen very much, but Xing Chen's natural meridian shackles were not able to practice martial arts, at this time, the disciples of Murong Villa who were on the field would not keep their hands, and several disciples of the Ling family who had cultivated martial arts that were stronger than Xing Chen were all beaten into internal injuries, and if Xing Chen did not play well, he would become seriously injured.

"What are you doing up there?"

"It's all this time, what is he doing with this scrap? The disciples of the fifth order of the martial artist in front of him were all seriously injured, and he was not a martial artist who was not a martial artist to go up to find excitement? ”

"Is he having a brain convulsion? Our Ling family usually lets him, and those bastards in Murong Villa won't leave their hands! ”

"Is this kid's brain caught in the door?"

"It's not like looking for death, although the disciples who came on the field just now are not the masters of our younger generation, but the most inferior also has the strength of the second order of martial artists, and if he doesn't do it well, he will cripple him if he doesn't do it well!"

"On the way to cultivate martial arts, the shackles between martial apprentices and martial artists are the chasm, he can't break through the shackles of martial apprentices, he is just an ant, any first-order martial artist can beat him with one hand, and he can't find the north, not to mention that now he is fighting with the people of Murong Villa, they will kill him!"

"If you don't die, you won't die, is this kid looking for death?"

"Although Xingchen is a martial arts cultivator, even if it is a waste material, it is from our Ling family, and the patriarch will definitely let him go down!"

……

Xingchen suddenly stood up was something that no one expected, not only did the Ling family not expect it, but even the people of Murong Villa didn't expect it, they had always focused on the young disciples of the Ling family's strong martial arts talent, this time he was here to hit the morale of the young disciples of the Ling family, Xingchen, a dispensable waste material, could not hit the momentum of the Ling family's disciples even if it was cleaned up.

"Chen'er, don't mess around!" Ling Aoyun opened his mouth and said, although he liked his righteous son very much, but his congenital muscles and veins were imprisoned and he could not officially enter the martial arts, not to mention the Murong Xuan in front of him, even a martial artist of the first order could not be beaten, and at this time, Murong Xu, who was on the field against the sixth order of a martial artist, might have very serious consequences.

"Father, although I am not a member of the Ling family, I was raised by the Ling family since I was a child, so I am also a member of the Ling family, and I am also the righteous son of your patriarch Ling Aoyun, since the disciples of Murong Villa want to challenge my Ling family boy, I naturally have to stand up to face it, as father you usually say, our Ling family men are never afraid of challenges, win to win, lose to lose!" Xingchen stood there and said lightly.

"Brother Chen, you can't cultivate Dou Qi, their strength is relatively strong!" Yan Xue'er also said cautiously, afraid that Xingchen would be unhappy.

"Xue'er is okay, I am naturally sure that I can come up! What did I lie to you! Xingchen turned his head to look at Yan Xue'er and said with a smile.

Xing Chen's words seemed to have magic power for Yan Xue'er, and the cold fighting qi that was originally lingering around her body suddenly entered her body.

"Xingchen, do you know what you're doing?" Great Elder Ling Yun also spoke.

"Great Elder, I know what I'm doing!" Xingchen nodded and said in affirmation.

……

"Is this boy dying? Martial Disciple Ninth Order Challenge Martial Artist Sixth Order?" Murong Xuan was a little surprised when he saw Xingchen come out.

"The Ling family is really going back more and more, losing so many games, first sending Yan Xue'er, and this time letting the waste material who doesn't even have the strength of a martial artist be punished!"

"The waste materials are so arrogant, just cripple him!"

……

Several disciples of Murong Villa glanced at each other, and thoughts flashed in their hearts, but they were forced to say nothing directly in the Ling family's territory at this time.

"Chen'er, are you sure you want to do this?" After Ling Aoyun heard Xingchen's words, he opened his mouth and said, Xingchen is his righteous son, and he is his favorite righteous son, with a calm personality, firm will, and careful thinking, he was originally a material that could be made, but unfortunately he was born with a defect in his muscles and veins, and he couldn't cultivate his fighting spirit.

"Father, Great Elder, I know what I'm doing!" Xing Chen opened his mouth and said with a smile, but at the age of seventeen, he brought a powerful momentum when he spoke, and among so many people present, only Ling Aoyun and Murong Leiming had this momentum.

"Good! Believe in you for the Father! Ling Aoyun opened his mouth and didn't stop it, just for a moment, he suddenly felt that Xing Chen, who was standing there with a thin body, seemed to be a commander with thousands of troops in his hands, and the momentum of the superior was stronger than him.

"Okay, haha, the hero is a young man, the little son of the Ling family is really extraordinary, but the ninth order of the martial apprentice dares to meet the challenge of my disciple, it is my Murong Lei who is clumsy!" Murong Leiming looked at Xingchen who was standing there and suddenly showed a smile on his face, at this time, he had to admit that Xingchen in front of him had the courage, but he didn't like it very much!

"Nephew! Don't say that I am an elder to bully you, you are now a martial disciple of the ninth order, and Murong Xuan is a martial artist of the sixth order, your duel is obviously unfair, but my Murong Villa did not bring a low-level disciple of the martial apprentice level this time, I let the weakest Murong Fengxue this time face off against you! Murong Leiming said with a smile.

"Master Murong Zhuang, if you want to fight, how can there be so much nonsense!" Xingchen stared at Murong Leiming and said, even in the face of one of the most powerful bigwigs in Qingshan Town, Xingchen's momentum or aura was no weaker than Murong Leiming.

"Good! Murong Fengxue fights! Murong Lei Ming said with a smile to a disciple behind him.

"Yes!" Murong Fengxue took a step forward and said.

"Young Master Chen, I'm here to fight you!" During Murong Fengxue's speech, a cold aura permeated his body, this Murong Fengxue, he also practiced the fighting qi of the ice attribute, and the strength of his fighting qi was the second order of a martial artist.

"Get out your weapons!" Xingchen stood there and said.

"I need a weapon against you?" Murong Fengxue said with some amusement.

"Or you'll regret it!" Xing Chen said lightly, and then turned around and motioned to the Ling family nursing courtyard on the side to borrow the spear in his hand for his own use.

"Wind and snow, the lion still needs to do his best to fight the rabbit, not to mention the young master Yi Zichen, the head of the Ling family, go all out!" Murong Leiming smiled and said.

"Chen'er, do your best!" Ling Aoyun also frowned and spoke. Murong Leiming's words just now were full of malice, he faintly compared the duel between Murong Fengxue and Xingchen to a lion fighting a rabbit, and also implied that Murong Fengxue had a dead hand.

"Understood!" Xingchen nodded and said.

"Patriarch Ling, your vision is good, although Young Master Chen is just your righteous son, but his courage is no worse than Miss Ziyue and Young Master Tianqi, in order to show respect for Young Master Chen, my disciple will do his best, fists and feet have no eyes, in case something misses, Patriarch Ling don't blame our disciples of Murong Villa!" Murong Lei Ming said with a smile, but there was a hint of Ling Ran's murderous intent in his words.

"Hmph, I said that my Ling family is a martial heirloom, and if you win a fight with others, you will win, and if you lose, you will lose openly, how can it be my Ling family's style to find accounts after the fact!" Ling Aoyun snorted coldly after listening to Murong Leiming's words, he and Murong Leiming had been fighting for many years, from Murong Leiming's words, it was not difficult for him to see that Murong Leiming would let Murong Fengxue kill Xingchen, this Murong Fengxue was Murong Leiming's youngest son, this Murong Fengxue's martial arts talent was very average, and he was a famous gentleman in Qingshan Town who did not learn and bullied the market, and his martial arts cultivation was also ranked last in Murong Villa, but he learned Murong Leiming's despicable and shameless style of acting by ten percent, But at this time, it was difficult to ride a tiger, and Ling Aoyun couldn't lose his momentum, at this time, he only hoped that Xingchen would know what he was doing.

"Fengxue, you heard Patriarch Ling's words! Bear down! Murong Lei said with a smile.

"Master Murong Zhuang does not limit the weapons in this duel! In case I miss and hurt Murong Shao, you won't trouble me? Xing Chen looked at Murong Leiming and asked with a smile.

"Huh! Young Master Chen is worthy of being a hero out of a young man, if you really hurt my son Fengxue in the competition, then you can only blame him for not being good at learning, how can you blame Young Master Chen. However, if the wind and snow accidentally hurt Young Master Ling in my family, then please also ask Young Master Haihan and Patriarch Ling to bear with me. As for the weapons, it is up to you Young Master Chen, with no restrictions! Murong Leiming, who was standing not far away, immediately said with a smile after hearing Xingchen's words. Although he didn't know where Xingchen came from this self-confidence, he just thought it was Xingchen's pretending to be calm and pretentious, who would believe that a martial apprentice level could hurt a second-order martial artist?

"Good!" Xingchen danced the spear he had borrowed from the courtyard in his hand, and then said with a smile.

"Then let's get started!" Xing Chen took a step back slightly, skillfully danced the spear in his hand, and then plunged the spear into the ground as hard as possible.