Fang Ling threw the Ming King Sword this time, but he didn't act on purpose, in fact, he really didn't want this Ming King Sword anymore.

In terms of his strength, the increase in his strength by the Ming King Sword is really limited, but because of this Ming King Sword, it is not cost-effective for him to be stared at by Puru Daojun and Xuanguang Daojun.

But the female Dao Venerable who scolded Fang Ling had an extremely ugly face at this moment. In her heart, she was naturally very willing to get the Ming King Sword.

But she also knew in her heart that this Mingwang Sword was not something she could ask for if she wanted, this Mingwang Sword represented the identity of the sect master, but if she wanted to become the sect master of the Huidao Sword Sect, she also needed to get the approval of Puru Daojun and the two.

If she takes the Ming King Sword, maybe the next step will be to die without a place to be buried.

After hesitating for a moment in her heart, she stood aside with a pale face and said nothing, while another Dao Zun with a euphemistic face spoke: "Sect Master, Senior Sister Yunfeng is speaking out of character, and I also ask the Sect Master to atone for her sins." ”

"The sect master is the person chosen by the patriarch, and this Ming Wang sword can only be worn by the sect master, and the sect master is asked to take it back. ”

Fang Ling stood motionless, without the slightest intention of retracting the Ming King Sword.

For a while, the entire small courtyard became silent, and at this moment, I heard someone say: "Fang Ling Daoyou, two Dao Monarchs, please go and see you immediately." ”

The person who spoke was Nanhe Daozun, although he had not yet arrived, but there was an unquestionable taste in that voice.

Fang Ling ignored Nanhe Dao Venerable's words, but the other Dao Venerables of the Hui Dao Sword Sect couldn't ignore it, and after they looked at each other, their eyes all looked at that Cloud Wind Dao Venerable.

"Senior Sister Yunfeng. Don't hurry up and return the Ming King Sword to the sect master!" The woman in Tsing Yi, who was faintly the head of everyone, scolded Yunfeng Daozun in a deep voice.

Yunfeng Daozun's face changed. But in the end, he still walked towards the Ming King Sword!

Even though there were ten thousand reluctances in the heart of Yunfeng Dao Venerable at this time. But at this moment, he still picked up the sword of King Ming.

She regretted in her heart why she jumped out first this time, and now it was time for her to pay the price for her rash behavior!

"Please take back the Ming King Sword. Yunfeng Daozun held the Ming King Sword in both hands, and her words were indifferent, which could even make people feel that she was very humiliated.

In her opinion, she is a Dao Venerable, and it is already very aggrieved to face a Taoist like this.

But Fang Ling was very interested in the long sword she was holding. I didn't care about it at all, don't say I picked it up, and I didn't even look at it.

This made Yunfeng Daozun's face rise extremely ugly. Her hands were trembling, if it weren't for Fang Ling's special identity and the person whom the two Dao Monarchs wanted to see by name, she might have to make a move now and kill this kid who didn't know how to lift!

But when the murderous intent in her heart just flashed, she felt a divine sense. In this moment has locked itself.

As long as you move a little, it will be the time for you to die.

She didn't turn her head, but her mind had already told her who the person who locked her was: Nanhe Daozun. An existence she can't afford to provoke.

Feeling a pair of eyes looking at him, Yunfeng Daozun's expression kept changing, and he was ashamed. But it's more about fear.

"Please take back the sword, sect master!" Yunfeng Daozun, who was slowly kneeling on the ground, held up the Ming King Sword in front of Fang Ling with both hands.

Yunfeng Daozun's compromise. Fang Ling didn't care, he really didn't want this Ming King Sword anymore. After all, it was because of this thing that he became the object of attention of the two great monarchs.

Now, although he still hasn't figured out the true purpose of these two Dao Monarchs, he still feels that it is better to distance himself from these two Dao Monarchs.

"Sect Master, please forgive her this time for the sake of Yun Feng's unintentional move!" The middle-aged woman in Tsing Yi, who was vaguely the leader of the Huidao Sword Sect, stepped out and said to Fang Ling respectfully.

The other four Dao Venerables also stood up and said respectfully at this moment: "Please also ask the sect master to forgive Yun Feng for his unintentional mistake." ”

"This Ming Wang Sword is the thing of your Huidao Sword Sect, and it is given to you, and it is returned to its original owner. Fang Ling glanced at the woman in green clothes and said lightly.

But before Fang Ling could continue, Nanhe Daozun had already said in a deep voice: "Sect Master Ling, you have pulled out the Ming King Sword, you are the well-deserved Sect Master of the Huidao Sword Sect. ”

"No matter who it is, they can't change this fact, and if someone wants to change this fact, the family teacher and the dazzling Daojun will not agree. ”

Nanhe Daozun's words were gloomy and implied a killing intent.

His words made the woman in Tsing Yi and Yunfeng Daozun and others full of fear in their hearts. But Fang Ling, who seemed to be being supported, also began to sink at this time.

The Ming Wang Sword is really a trouble, a trouble that can't be lost.

"Please take back the Ming King Sword, Jin Feng can assure the sect master here that the future Huidao Sword Sect must obey the order of the sect master, if you disobey, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed." ”

The woman in Tsing Yi hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said to Fang Ling in a deep voice.

As soon as the middle-aged woman in Tsing Yi finished speaking, the other four Dao Venerables also repeated this sentence, and for a while, in the entire courtyard, all the disciples of the Hui Dao Sword Sect knelt down.

Fang Ling looked at Nanhe Daozun and knew that with this hot Ming King Sword, he would definitely not be able to shirk it.

He stretched out his hand to take back the Ming King Sword from Yunfeng Daozun's hand, and then glanced indifferently at Tingfeng Daozun, then walked towards Nanhe Daozun and said, "Brother Dao has been waiting for a long time, let's go and see Daojun now." ”

"Then let's go. Nanhe Daozun nodded, then waved his sleeves and floated away.

After Yunhe Daozun and Fang Ling left, Yunfeng Daozun stood up from the ground, she looked at Fang Ling's departing figure, her eyes were full of resentment.

"Senior sister, listen to Senior Sister Feng because he died, and now he is making such a fuss, he will not put us in his eyes. Yunfeng Daozun, who followed Jin Feng Dao Zun back to the room, was full of resentment in his words.

Jin Feng Dao Zun sat quietly on the jade collapse, and waited for Yun Feng Dao Zun to finish speaking, then he said faintly: "Do you know why those two Dao Monarchs are so protective of him?"

This he, naturally, refers to Fang Ling.

Yunfeng Daozun was stunned for a moment, she really hadn't thought about this problem, and when she heard her senior sister ask, she hesitated for a moment before she asked tentatively, "Isn't it because of the ancestor's face?"

"The ancestor has been gone for many years, and even if he has any affection, he has long been exhausted. A hint of sarcasm rose in Jin Feng Daozun's eyes and said, "Those two are not a little friendship, and they will always be remembered in their hearts." ”

"Some time ago, I looked at the codex left by my ancestor and said that she and some old friends had been to a place. ”

"Before going to that place, the patriarch had not become a Dao Monarch, and even those old friends of the patriarch had not become Dao Monarchs either. ”

"But when they came out of there, they all became Daojun. (To be continued......)

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