Chapter 482 (1/2)

Hearing Jintan's words, all the Western League people lowered their heads and didn't talk. Today is a ”dark Friday” for them

But Ling Feng didn't have any expression. For him, Shenquan king was just an opponent!

”Your accomplishments are amazing. I have an unkind request. Can you tell me what your title is? I want to leave it in front of master's mausoleum. Master is the living God of the Western alliance after all!” Jintan looked at Ling Feng and said. Although he knew Ling Feng's name was master Ling, he didn't know what Ling Feng's martial arts title was!

”Sword emperor!”

Ling Feng laughed and said that the word ”sword emperor” was spread out by him with aura and lingered on the whole mountain for a long time before it dispersed! Listening to Ling Feng's words, many people's faces have changed. They dare to call themselves ”emperor”, which requires much self-confidence!

And the faces of the martial artists present changed several times,

”Sword emperor!”

Is he the legendary Wudao emperor? Who dares to call himself ”emperor” except the Wudao emperor? But he is only eighteen or nine years old, the eighteen or nine year old Wudao emperor. What a terrible thing!

Ling Feng said that and went down the mountain directly. Master Ling, the sword emperor, has become famous in the whole western alliance. All the experts remember the young sword emperor in white!

On the sad day of the Western alliance, Ling Feng returned to the hotel. The next morning, Ling Feng, Diaolong and others had driven to the assembly point, and then to the ruins!

Ling Feng didn't pay much attention to the death of the God boxing champion. When they arrived at the assembly point of Xia family, it was noon!