Although Wang Yiling is only a seventh-level Taoist warrior and not very strong in combat, he is still the second disciple of the Lord of Sword Forging City.

To use force against the disciples of the Lord of Sword City like this is undoubtedly a slap in the face of the Lord of Sword City.

Since Ling Tian came to Sword Forging City to seek a sword, how could he dare to do such a thing to offend the Lord of Sword Forging City?

"Please also ask Master Wang Yiling to lead the way."

Ling Tian ignored the strange looks from everyone in the hall and just smiled at Wang Yi.

"I don't believe it, you dare to kill me!"

Wang Yiling's face turned pale, he was full of confidence, and he shouted angrily.

"I have no enmity with Master Wang Yiling, so why should I kill you? I just want to ask Master Wang Yiling to lead the way."

There was a gentle smile on Ling Tian's lips, and his words were very polite, but his palms were slightly stronger at this moment.

Wang Yiling immediately felt out of breath, "Relax... let go... I..."

"Master Wang Yiling, I'm really sorry."
Chapter completed!