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Volume 1 Chapter 47: Sword God Palace

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    "Junior, with your qualifications, it's not your turn to talk to me!" When Murong Qianjun saw Ling Tianhe talking to his dead son, he became even more angry, but his meridians and  The bones had been severely injured by Ling Cangyu, and in anger, another mouthful of blood spurted out.  "What? Head Murong, you think your son died unjustly, don't you?" Ling Tianhe gently touched the first hidden weapon belonging to the Tang Sect that he had made on his arm, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.  His expression said, "I just want to say that your son did not die unjustly." "You" "Murong Family Head, although this is a competition, you don't seem to have noticed that your son and I are wearing  Long sword, who are we? We are warriors, not civil servants in the court. Civil servants wearing swords are just a decoration, but we warriors wear swords, to put it bluntly, to fight with others.  "But this is just a competition, Ling Tianhe! But you took my son's life, this is not a fight of life and death!" Murong Qianjun's tone hesitated, and then he roared angrily: "And  My son never used a sword when fighting you. It was you who suddenly pulled out the weapon and that¡¯s why you hurt my son! What you did will only make the world¡¯s heroes look down upon you!¡± ¡°Really?¡±  Tianhe shook his head in disbelief, and then said with a sneer: "Murong family master, you are also the head of the family after all, and you would say such a ridiculous thing. It really makes me feel ashamed for you. Is it possible that you will fight with others?"  , do you have to follow the so-called rules of combat? I don't use a sword, just to paralyze my opponent and only deliver a fatal blow at a critical moment, and your son doesn't use a sword, so I can only say that your son is an idiot like you.  " "In martial arts competitions, there is no such thing as not being able to hurt people's lives. The sword is ruthless, and the fists and feet have no eyes. Moreover, this is the selection of the Sword Master lineage. Since the Sword Master is the saint of swords, he naturally respects the sword, so  , the casualties in this competition are not unexpected. " "I can only say that your son's death here today is considered an honorable death. After all, this is the most grand sword master in the entire Sky Continent.  "Pui's selection, if your son's character is really put in the world in the future, he will probably die. If he can die here today, it will be a good story in the future." "A good story  Hahaha, a good story!" Ling Cangyu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed wildly. Although many people present felt a little dissatisfied with Murong Qianjun, an earth-level master, for attacking a human-level warrior like Ling Tianhe, but  Ling Tianhe's words made many people present feel a bit despicable towards Ling Tianhe.  But what Ling Tianhe said is right. Since it is a competition, it is also a competition. In such a competition, the long sword worn on the waist must not be a decoration, but a murderous weapon. The opponent does not use it. It can only be said that it is in terms of IQ.  He was suppressed by his opponent, but when such a theory comes from the mouth of a sixteen-year-old boy like Ling Tianhe, it will inevitably make people think that Ling Tianhe's character is too vicious.  Ling Tianhe also felt the disdainful looks from the people around him, but he didn't care at all.  As the last inheritor of the ancient martial arts of the Tang Sect, Ling Tianhe knew very well that the reason why the Tang Sect became famous all over the world and made everyone in the world fear them was not only because of its mysterious inherited martial arts, but also because of its mysterious martial arts.  The most important thing is that the Tang Sect's mysterious and unpredictable methods such as Qinggong, hidden weapons and poison techniques are very difficult to guard against when fighting the enemy.  In today's competition, in order not to expose too much of his trump card, Ling Tianhe only used the long sword on his waist and did not even use the sleeve arrows tied to his arms. In Ling Tianhe's heart, although victory or defeat does not necessarily mean life or death,  But just now when he was kneeling under the altar, Murong Junjie ridiculed him to the best of his ability. He had already committed a heinous capital crime and was absolutely unpardonable.  And what about the eyes of the people in the world?  "I am not from this world. The secular ethics and worldly opinions are all bullshit. As long as I can live freely and carefree between heaven and earth, that is the most important thing.  "Okay, that's enough nonsense. Murong Qianjun, did you hear my grandson's explanation clearly?" Although Ling Cangyu was a little surprised by what Ling Tianhe said, he didn't say much.  After all, he is also an iron-blooded marshal who will fight for the rest of his life. As long as his grandson does not suffer, then naturally Ling Cangyu doesn't care at all.  But Ling Cangyu had to ask for an explanation for Murong Qianjun's sneak attack on Ling Tianhe. After all, this is the Cangqiong Empire.The imperial capital is connected to Tiancheng, and the Ling family's prestige in the Cangqiong Empire will never be allowed to be easily offended by anyone. Moreover, this person has almost cut off the last bloodline of his Ling family, so Ling Cangyu will not let him go easily.  "Murong Qianjun, I don't care what your reasons are, but as an earth-level warrior, you sneak-attacked my grandson, a human-level warrior. If you don't give me a satisfactory explanation for what happened today, I will definitely destroy your whole family!  "An explanation? What other explanation? It's just death." Murong Qianjun looked at Ling Cangyu's cold eyes and smiled sadly, then raised his intact left hand and punched him hard.  He touched the pit of his heart, and immediately, Murong Qianjun spurted out a mouthful of blood. He actually cut off his heart and died.  "He's still a man." Ling Cangyu didn't expect that the other party would be so decisive. He immediately committed suicide on the spot. The hatred of his life and death was resolved. Naturally, Ling Cangyu wouldn't say anything more. He immediately clasped his fists in the direction of the Sword Saint lineage.  Showing his offence, he then swayed and soared directly into the sky, returning to his own high platform.  "Now, is there anyone who has doubts about my strength and wants to compete with me?" Ling Tianhe stood in the middle of the field, looking at the young men from various families who had potential but failed to pass, and said with a smile.  .  However, these candidates who had the qualifications were stared at by Ling Tianhe. Each of them seemed to have seen a devil, and then stepped back continuously, as if they had seen some vicious beast.  Ling Tianhe was dressed in white after the murder, but not even a drop of blood was splashed on him. However, the two corpses on the stage that had not completely cooled down were just lying there, with blood covering the entire high platform and flowing to Ling Tianhe's feet.  However, Ling Tianhe still stood there with such a smile. In comparison, these young masters from aristocratic families who were just bullying others seemed to have seen devils. No one expected that they were the weakest people who could be pinched.  The persimmon has now turned into such a hard iron plate.  "In that case, I declare that Ling Tianhe will be the first person from the Sword Saint lineage to select an outer disciple this time!" Fu Tianyun, as an outer disciple of the Sword Saint lineage, can only say that he has already done this.  Not surprised, he immediately raised his hand and announced loudly. With this announcement, many people in the world knew that Ling Tianhe's rise to power was achieved by two living lives, and the Murong family lost  Without Murong Qianjun and Murong Junjie, they will only be reduced to a third-rate family in the future.  "Wait a minute!" Just when Fu Tianyun finished speaking, an old voice sounded behind Emperor Cangqiong. Then, a figure appeared above the high platform and said with a smile: "Deacon Fu, I think this matter needs to be discussed in the long run.  , I think it might be better to let this boy join our Sword God Palace."
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