Fang Ling looked at the man and felt that although this person was extremely ordinary, under this ordinary, there was a peerless edge.∽↗∽↗,

This kind of sharpness illuminates the world as soon as it appears.

When the three words "Sword Madman" kept ringing from all around, Fang Ling found that Lian Puru's face became extremely ugly.

It is obvious that Puru Daojun knew about this sword madman. Not only did he know it, but he also had a lot of concerns about this person called the sword madman.

"The Great Heavenly Lord, this sword madman became famous three thousand years ago. I heard that he was with the sword day and night, built a foundation in one year, half a year of golden elixir, broke the golden elixir in three months, and achieved the Nascent Soul. Within one day, the passage shines on the sky!"

Qingjuan seemed to know Fang Ling’s thoughts and said softly to Fang Ling: “What’s most amazing about him is that after he became a Taoist, Lingyun Sword gave him a Taoist Yuan stone of the true dragon, hoping to enhance his strength.”

"But he was holding the True Dragon Daopaku Yuanshi in his hand for three days. Three days later, he cut the True Dragon Daopaku Yuanshi into two pieces with one sword."

The true dragon Taoist pattern Yuan stone is such a precious existence for Taoist cultivators. As long as the Taoist level exists obtain a true dragon Taoist pattern Yuan stone, it can make its cultivation progress by leaps and bounds.

It can be said that no matter how arrogant a person is, as long as he encounters the true dragon Taoist pattern Yuan stone, he has to lower his noble head.

This sword cloud actually cut the True Dragon Daopaku Yuan Stone into two sections. What a firm mind. And the more people with this mind will go to an extreme in their future practice.

The strongest extreme.

"A thousand years ago, after Jianyun survived four Daozun Dao Tribulations, he was alone and challenged the existence of Taoist lords in the world."

"Sword slashes the seven top five-tribulation Taoist masters, and they are known as the best Taoist masters in the world." Qingjuan's voice was a little confused. It was obvious that this woman with spiritual wisdom thoughts was also extremely impressed by Jian Yun's record.

A thousand years ago, I was able to kill seven top Taoist lords with swords. Now, a thousand years have passed, Jianyun has at least passed the fifth Taoist tribulation. It can be said that he has reached the peak of the Taoist level existence.

How powerful should such a character be?

Will he be his opponent before he becomes the Taoist lord?

Can my own body and my own golden clone defeat this sword cloud?

Fang Ling's thoughts were rolling. A fighting spirit actually rose from his heart, but he was not suitable to take action at this time. After all, he was one of the four emperors of the Heavenly Court. Even if he won, it would not be of great benefit to the Heavenly Court.

"Jianyun obeys the order!" Jianyun clasped his fists at Lingyun Daojun, and his eyes fell into the endless void. He didn't speak, just waited quietly.

Time passed little by little, Pu Ru Daojun, Xuan Guang Daojun and others frowned. They obviously couldn't pick out the people to fight.

There are not a hundred or twenty or thirty in the top Taoist lords in the Heavenly Court, but these top Taoist lords all feel that they are not the opponent of Jian Yun.

So no one is willing to challenge this game that will definitely lose.

After discussing for a while, there was no result, which made Pu Ru Daojun's expression become even more ugly. If he loses without a fight this time, then the face of Heaven will be lost.

Although the Heavenly Court will still be established, the prestige of the Heavenly Court and the majesty of the Heavenly Court will all become a big joke.

But he was unwilling to force the assignment of this battle.

In this silence, the eyes of Pu Ru Daojun and the other three slowly fell on Fang Ling's face. If Fang Ling had not broken through to Daojun, it would be a good choice, but now Fang Ling has broken through to Daojun.

"Fourth brother, our subordinates have all been defeated in three battles, and there is no one available. I wonder if there is a master under my fourth brother's command in this battle?" Puru Taoist Lord hesitated for a moment and asked Fang Ling in a deep voice.

Although it was an inquiry, Fang Ling understood that Puru Daojun's words still had a hint of assignment. The subordinates of the three of them had participated in three games, and the remaining games were Fang Ling's subordinates.

Among Fang Ling's subordinates, there are people who can be used. The Four Ghosts of Mangshan and Mrs. Chifeng are both the peak existences among the Five Tribulations Dao Zun.

But they are not around, so it would be too late to summon it again at this time.

As for those ghost soldiers and generals who were transformed by twenty-four Buddhas, although their magic power was amazing, they were not as good as monks who came up step by step in the use of the great way, let alone the existence of Jian Yun who was against the sky.

But Fang Ling had to take on this job at this moment. He was one of the four emperors of the Heavenly Court and he had to maintain the majesty of the Heavenly Court.

While enjoying the infinite glory brought to him by the Heavenly Court, Fang Ling also needs to make contributions he must make to the Heavenly Court.

While pondering, there was a smile on Fang Ling's face. He glanced at Jian Yun, then slowly stood up.

Countless eyes can be said to be staring at the Four Emperors of Heaven, and they are waiting for the Four Emperors of Heaven. And the longer this time, the more eyes you look at the Four Emperors of Heaven.

When Fang Ling stood up, the discussion inevitably buzzed: "Does Fang Ling take action? He is the Taoist Lord!"

"Yes, I sent the Taoist Lord to bully the Taoist Lord. Even if this Heavenly Court wins this game, there is nothing to be glorious!"

"But if the Heavenly Court cannot win this game, it will be even more embarrassing. It would be better to let the Taoist Lord come out and win one."

"Good, this time one of the four emperors of the Heavenly Court took action directly, and I'm sure you'll see."

Some people say sarcastic words, but there are also people who support Fang Ling: "Why can't Fang Ling Daojun take action? Jianyun has been practicing for more than 3,000 years, and Fang Daojun, it took less than a hundred years for Fang Daojun to step into Daojun from Daozun."

"In terms of the years of cultivation, Jian Yun is far ahead of Fang Daojun. Why can't Fang Daojun take action?"

"That's right, Fang Daojun's cultivation is a little higher, but can he blame Fang Daojun? He can only blame Jian Yun for not being able to do so. If he is successful, wouldn't he have become Taoist as soon as possible?"

Various kinds of discussions filled the surroundings. Jian Yun's ancient Jing Wubo's face couldn't help but curse secretly when he heard why he didn't break through the Daojun's discussion as soon as possible.

His grandma, it’s really hard to speak while standing, but it doesn’t hurt your back. If this Daojun is so easy to break through, you can try it out for me.

However, his eyes at Fang Ling were full of fierce fighting spirit. Even if Fang Ling was the Taoist Lord, he would still have the intention to fight.

"Haha, it seems that this time, the Great Heavenly Lord of Heaven in Heaven personally advises you, my junior brother. You are not grateful to the Great Heavenly Lord Fang?" Ling Yun Daojun ordered Jian Yun with a smile on his face.

Although Jian Yun was arrogant, he respected his senior brother extremely. After listening to Ling Yun Daojun's instructions, he clasped his fists at Fang Ling without saying a word and said, "Thank you, Fang Datianzun, for your advice!" (To be continued.)
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