Time never waits for others. Don’t shirk what you want to do until tomorrow.

Tomorrow and tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows. It will take one day to delay and end up being nothing.

Although Ling Feng really wanted to know who was behind the scenes, the first thing he had to do was to improve his strength, then destroy the Qingyang Sect, and rush to the ancient world, where there might be everything he wanted to know.

Fortunately, most of the people in this era are kind, without the sinisterness of later generations, Ling Feng couldn't understand why the black hand had to erase this era? Is there anything that cannot be known to future generations?

A few months later, Ling Feng returned to the then Milan Town again. At this moment, the entire Milan Town was under the control of Milan, and the other party became the real boss here.

However, Qingyang Gate is very close to here. Although Qingyang Gate has not made a big attack recently, it is certain that people occasionally come to make trouble.

After Ling Feng arrived here, he was not discovered by the spies from Qingyang Sect. When he saw Milan, the other party was also shocked.

"Why did you suddenly run here? It would be amazing if you were discovered by Qingyang Sect?"

Ling Feng shrugged indifferently, took a sip of tea, and said calmly: "Qingyang Sect is a god. If there weren't people from the ancient world, I could destroy it alone."

Milan widened her eyes, looked up and down at Ling Feng, and asked: "Are you already..."

"Yes, my strength has improved a lot, I'm just waiting for an opportunity." Ling Feng smiled.

Milan was completely shocked. She couldn't imagine that a child she met two years ago had grown to this terrible level in just a few years.

If she remembers correctly, Ling Feng has not yet become an adult this year?

After a while of rest, Ling Feng left Milan Town and came to a mountain alone. There was only a tombstone in front of the lonely grave. After two years of wind and rain, the onion became extremely smooth, but the handwriting was very clear.

"Xiaohua, I'm here to see you. Are you okay underground?"

Ling Feng stood quietly in front of the tombstone, reached out to touch the stone tablet, and finally stopped beside him, where there seemed to be traces of incense.

"Come out." Ling Feng said coldly.

A sigh sounded, and a man with broken arms flashed out from the side. When Ling Feng saw the other party, his eyes were very dull.

"You are finally here. Are you here to avenge Qingyang Sect this time?"

Zhou Xiaopang asked in a hoarse voice.

"Why are you here?" Ling Feng asked back.

Zhou Xiaopang was stunned for a moment, then looked at the tombstone and whispered: "I was sorry for you many years ago. It was me who killed her. I just want to stay here to atone for my sins."

"Some sins cannot be replaced in a lifetime, do you know?"

"I know." Xiaopang said: "I don't ask you to forgive me, I just hope you don't hate me, because this is the world."

"Hmph." Ling Feng snorted coldly, turned around and left.

"The Great Sword Emperor master is already in charge of Qingyang Sect. I hope you don't go to die."

Ling Feng glanced at the other party and continued to walk down the mountain. After leaving, he returned to Milan Town.

After living in the town for a few days, Ling Feng learned about the recent news about Qingyang Sect from them. In two or three years, Qingyang Sect has developed very rapidly, with 50,000 or 60,000 disciples, and the elders are even more than hundreds. The Qingyang Sect Master already has the strength of the Sword Emperor level seven, and there is also a hidden Great Sword Emperor behind him, and he has a vaguely title of a top sect.

That's why Ling Feng went in without impulse. In the past two days, he stayed here to study Laojun's token and the prescription.

This prescription and axe god told him that it was a very ancient prescription that he didn't even recognize, and that token was not even famous. It seemed to be just a very ordinary token.

But Ling Feng didn't think so. Qingyang Sect was chasing him, but the big reason must be this prescription and token.

But he still doesn't know what secrets there are between the two.

After he couldn't find out, Ling Feng stopped thinking about him, and devoted himself to improving his strength.

When he left, the Axe God had already left all the things he needed behind him. It only took a while and it was just around the corner to break through the Great Sword Emperor.

"Young Master Ling..." The maid's voice sounded outside. Ling Feng opened his eyes, got out of bed and walked over. The maid told Milan to find him.

Ling Feng came to the living room to see Milan, and the other party frowned, as if something was difficult.

"What's wrong?" Ling Feng asked.

When Milan saw Ling Feng coming, her frown brows relaxed and she smiled: "It's nothing big, but a batch of my goods were detained by robbers. The ransom was not that much for a while, so..."

"It's very simple, I'll just grab it back for you." Ling Feng said.

"But those robbers are very powerful. The master of the master is a peak sword king master. He has been famous for a long time. Many people have not eliminated them. It is obviously extraordinary."

Ling Feng said without hesitation: "It's not ordinary, but I'm also a group of robbers. Whatever I'm afraid of, I'll come when I go."

"Okay, I'll bother you." Milan smiled politely.

Ling Feng turned around and left. Not long after, he came to the nest of the gang of robbers. This nest was a camp with about a few thousand people. In the yard, you could see some detained carriages, and many people were locked in cages.

Ling Feng sneaked in quietly and met the two leaders frankly in the tent.

When he asked for someone, the boss naturally asked for ransom. Ling Feng didn't talk nonsense and just spoke with his fists.

The peak of the Sword King was still under a bit of pressure for him before, but now he is already the Sword King and doesn't take the Sword King seriously at all.

After more than ten moves, he killed the two leaders. When the remaining robbers saw that the boss was dead, they all ran away.

After Ling Feng rescued the people from the cage, he asked them to leave first and he came to the palace behind.

Just after everyone left, Ling Feng wanted to leave, but who would have thought that a large number of people fell from the sky and stopped him.

Looking at the disciples of Qingyang Sect in front of him, Ling Feng didn't feel any surprises. These robbers could be here for so long, so who would believe that they had no backer behind them?

However, this backer also has a great grudge against him.

"Ling Feng, I didn't expect you to come back. This time you are dead, where can you escape!"

"Did I say I'm going to run? You're thinking too much." Ling Feng smiled, and the Xinzong showed his murderous intention, and immediately Ling took the axe and went up to meet him. Although the axe was a bit short, its sharpness was comparable to that of no weapon. As long as it was touched, it would be damaged.

Even when facing hundreds of people, Ling Feng remained calm. In the end, he gained the upper hand and beat those people to flee.

After the Qingyang Sect was beaten away, Ling Feng did not feel happy, but instead felt something was wrong.

When he returned to Milan Town, he knew that Milan Town had been broken at this moment, and wars soared into the sky. On the streets, there were Qingyang Sect disciples wielding their swords to kill those innocent people.

Ling Fengqi's face turned ashen. After strode, he rushed over and raised his hand and killed a disciple of Qingyang Sect. Then he swept away the axe in his hand, and with a terrible aura, he killed dozens of disciples of Qingyang Sect.

"Ling Feng, die quickly!"

An elder attacked him from behind, and Ling Feng used an axe to smash the elder with his backhand, along with the opponent's weapons.

"Qingyang Sect is damn!"

Ling Feng's intention to kill was not diminished. He went all the way and killed the Qingyang Sect disciples. When he arrived at the Milan family, there were already 40 or 50 people who died in his hands.

At this moment, the Milan family was also broken, and many servants died in the yard, and the grass was stained with blood.

After Ling Feng entered the living room, he saw the tragic scene in front of him and his heart twitched violently.

His desperate eyes looked at him, but the other party had no breath. A knife penetrated the other party's chest and nailed Milan to the wall.

In the living room, some important figures of the Milan family died here, and the old man and the children were not spared. The bloody scene made Ling Feng feel the chill.

"Hahaha, Ling Feng, you are dead today!"

Seven or eight elders surrounded him with people. Ling Feng stood there motionlessly, and the axe in his hand was still dripping blood.

"Come on me and kill him." An elder waved his hand suddenly.

Dozens of people rushed over and raised their weapons to slash them down, but before they could get close, the momentum around Ling Feng was bounced back.

Ling Feng turned his head, and there was a cold murderous intent in his blood-red eyes. There was no sign of emotional fluctuation in his eyes.

"You guys... deserve to die!"

Ling Feng shouted angrily and slashed directly with an axe. The axe used all his strength. The terrible power formed a tornado, which directly tore the elders to pieces. He broke out a trench that lasted thousands of meters long in front of him.

Before this was over, Ling Feng flashed and left the place. In the entire Milan town, anyone who saw Qingyang Gate was killed by him with an axe.

However, more and more disciples of Qingyang Sect come over. Although Ling Feng is powerful, he cannot withstand many people and his body is constantly injured.

"cough……"

Ling Feng finally coughed up blood. After forcing a group of elders to retreat, he retreated suddenly, came to the living room, and took Milan away from the wall.

"Chasing me!"

The people from Qingyang Gate chased after him. Ling Feng had to tighten his teeth and slapped a mountain in front of him from the air. After a loud bang, the mountain began to collapse, and those who could not fly were smashed and killed or injured.

"Elder, run away for him."

"Baoshi, so many people can't stop him alone. Continue searching for me, even if I dig three feet into the ground, I have to dig him out!"

Ling Feng left with the cold body and kept running forward until he could no longer run, and his body fell to the ground.

He coughed up blood from his mouth, and Ling Feng grabbed Milan's arm tightly. He could never have imagined that he was talking and laughing the moment before, but when he came back, he was forever separated from heaven and man.

"I will avenge you, the people from Qingyang Sect must die!"

Ling Feng swears to the sky.
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