Of course, Ling Fei would not kowtow to the bullshit Old Man Qingming to confess his guilt. Looking at the arrogant old man Qingming, Ling Fei carried his hands on his back and said calmly:

"In this world, the person who can make me Ling Fei kowtow and confess my guilt has not been born yet. In my opinion, it would be better to kowtow to me and admit my mistakes, so that I can also see the feeling of being a dog."

The pride on the old man Qingming's face suddenly disappeared, and then it was gloomy and a little scary.

"Children Lingfei, it seems that you won't cry after seeing the coffin!"

"A coincidence, I didn't cry when I saw the coffin!"

The words were in tit-for-tat and murderous intent filled the air, making the atmosphere between the entire canyon extremely solemn.

It was as if it was the eve of the summer storm, and people could not stop breathing.

Old Man Qingming narrowed his eyes slightly and was about to take action. A head teacher next to him stood up and reached out to stop him.

"Senior Qingming, this kid doesn't need to worry about you. I'll meet him first and see how much he's worth!"

Old Man Qingming was not angry, but instead smiled:

"What the Tao says is very consistent with my heart. Since that's the case, then you go and test. What kind of skills does this kid have to dare to be so arrogant here!"

"Don't worry, Senior Qingming, give me half a stick of incense, I will definitely bring this kid's head back to see you!"

The head sected a big step towards Ling Fei, with an extremely contemptuous look in his eyes.

"The Master of Feijian Sect, Taoist! This is my name! Ling Fei, after going to hell, I remember that it was the head of the sect who sent you down!"

After saying that, he took a Tai Chi step on the ground, stood up with a palm, shouted loudly, and eighteen flying swords jumped out of his cuffs, standing above his head, buzzing and trembling.

Behind him, several heads next to the old man Qingming couldn't help but praise him.

"The Wanjian in Taoism has returned to the sect, and he has practiced more powerfully! Ten years ago, he could only control the fourteen flying swords. Now, ten years have passed, the number of flying swords he controls has increased from fourteen to eighteen. This speed is really amazing!"

"More than that! It is said that the Return of Ten Thousand Swords is a secret that the Flying Sword Sect has not been passed on. Every time a flying sword is added, its strength will be twice as powerful! Ten years ago, fourteen flying swords in the Tao could easily destroy a football field. Now, it is probably just a small hill, and it is no problem!"

Old Man Qingming chuckled while touching his beard:

"Yes, this is also a genius from Feijian Sect. Back then, my husband and his master Feidu were close friends, but even Feidu had only returned to the sect of Wanjian in his life and practiced sixteen flying swords. In this art, he has surpassed Feidu, which is a joyful congratulation! My close friend knows that he can rest in peace."

Everyone immediately changed the topic.

"After all, Senior Qingming is still senior, and has a lot of knowledge. Although the Wanjian Guizong in this tragedy has reached eighteen, if it is in the hands of Senior Qingming, it may not be possible to go by one move!"

"Tsk! Don't say it's him, even if we juniors join forces, how many moves can we take under Senior Qingming? Senior Qingming's divine power is the one we admire. Let's not compare with Senior Qingming."

Old Man Qingming smiled.

"Don't flatter me, you little monks. The damage caused by the return of the ten thousand swords is great, not to mention that the Taoist has already practiced them to eighteen flying swords! Even if I don't have three moves, I don't want to take him down."

Although he said it was very modest, the pride that raised the corner of his mouth was unaware of it.

Although these words sound light, they make the people from Lingtian Zhan Sect opposite them feel very heavy.

"Did you hear that? The other party's move can actually flatten a hill!"

"It's so terrifying. Isn't that comparable to a nuclear bomb?"

"The real terrifying thing is that old man Qingming! Didn't you hear it? The path of this Feijian Sect is only worth 30% of his strength."

"My God, can our city walls hold up their attack? I'm afraid it's as thin as paper in front of him?"

"It's over, this time it's really over! Unexpectedly, our Lingtian Zhan Sect, just established, will be destroyed!"

Chu Haotian stepped forward with a worried expression and whispered in Ling Fei's ear:

"Mr. Ling, the opponent's strength cannot be underestimated. Why don't we retreat into the sect for the time being and use the formation to block its edge?"

Ling Fei glanced at Chu Haotian, laughed and said:

"Haotian, when have you ever seen Mr. Ling retreating?"

After saying that, he took a step forward.

"On the other side, I heard it clearly. It is not someone else who killed you, but the leader of Lingtian Zhan Sect, Ling Fei!"

"Ha ha ha ha...."

Dao Yangtian laughed loudly.

"Child Ling Fei, if you want to kill me, you have to see if you have the ability! Look at the trick, Wan Jian will return to the sect!"

He shouted loudly, leaned forward with his palms, and the eighteen flying swords were aimed at Ling Fei. After his loud shout, they burst out directly, turned into eighteen cold lights, and rushed straight towards Ling Fei.

Ling Fei shook his head and smiled disdainfully.

"It's ridiculous that you dare to call Wanjian to return to the sect by just eighteen flying swords."

"Kill you enough! Ling Fei, you want to kill me, wait for the next life!"

A strange curve rose from the corner of Ling Fei's mouth.

"Don't get me wrong. What I said is not to kill you, but to kill you!"

After saying that, he punched him out.

"Thunder array immortal technique - Thunder and Lightning God Escape!"

A thunder ball the size of a ping-pong ball rushed out quickly.

Dao smiled disdainfully.

"I want to compete with me with a little elemental method? It's extremely stupid!"

Behind the old man Qingming smiled disdainfully.

"What's the ability for me to be this Ling Fei child? Sure enough, I'm just a person who deceives the world and steals the reputation!"

He shook his head.

"No need to watch it, Ling Fei, you're dead!"

The moment the words were finished, eighteen flying swords had already collided with the lightning ball.

Suddenly, accompanied by a brilliant light, the eighteen flying swords made of rare metal were instantly shattered by the lightning ball.

Not only that, the lightning ball castrates without decreasing, and its speed is getting faster and faster. He came to Daozhong in the blink of an eye. He was shocked and before he even had time to prepare for defense, he was banged and penetrated his body, and a big hole appeared in his dantian!

Dao's eyes widened and collapsed unwillingly, while the thunder and lightning ball never diminished in half!

Old Man Qingming and others were shocked.

"Not good! I underestimate the enemy, hurry up! Defend quickly!"

In a hurry, several people played the defensive magic trick, but Ling Fei shook his head gently and sneered.

"Is my Ling Fei's magic trick so easy to block?"
Chapter completed!