The system is too pampering, and rewards are given in various ways.

Listening to everyone's words, the poet swordsman's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip with tears. He looked at Ling Feng fiercely and shouted loudly, "Boy, don't try to confuse people with your lies here. I, the poet swordsman, have lived an upright life. How can I?" Are you going to steal other people's poems?! How dare you frame me up and watch me punish you on the spot!!"

After saying that, he suddenly rushed towards Ling Feng.

at the same time.

The long sword at the waist was instantly unsheathed!

The cold sword light stabbed straight towards Ling Feng!

Faced with such an offensive, Ling Feng did not retreat. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he stretched out two fingers to directly clamp the sword that was thrust towards him! !

No matter how hard the poet swordsman struggled, he could not pull it out.

This frightened him to the extreme.

You know, he is the fifth strongest person on the grandmaster list!

Besides the strong men on the Heavenly Ranking, who else can do this? !

Who is this young man? !

"You are not qualified to write poetry, let alone use a sword!"

Ling Feng said indifferently.

With two fingers exerting slight force, a huge force twisted the poetic swordsman's wrist, causing him to spin in the air and then fall to the ground.

The long sword in his hand also came out.

Before he could react, a sword light fell on his neck. Ling Feng said indifferently: "Answer me now, who wrote that poem?"

The poetic swordsman was already pale with fright.

In front of this young man, he felt as small as an ant.

The other party only needs one thought to kill him completely!

"Yes, you wrote it."

"I just coveted that poem and wanted to take it as my own!"

"I have admitted it, now please let me go..."

The poetic swordsman said again and again.

He obviously cherishes life more than fame.

However, Ling Feng looked at him with indifferent eyes and said, "Since I have admitted it, I will give you a chance to kill yourself."

"What? You actually want to kill me?"

"Didn't you also want to kill me just now?"

Ling Feng snorted lightly.

The other party's insult to the Chinese poet was already a capital offense in his mind.

Not to mention, the other party had just made a ruthless attack. If he hadn't been strong, he would have died in the hands of the other party.

How could he show mercy to such a villain?

"You, you, really want to do something so awesome?!"

"Don't let me do it myself!"

"I fuck your mother!!"

The poetic swordsman's eyes were red and bulging fiercely, and he was about to make a last ditch effort!

He picked up the long sword on the ground and slashed at Ling Feng's head with all his strength, but before it could touch Ling Feng, he was blocked by a layer of body-protecting Qi.

"Since you don't commit suicide, let me help you."

Ling Feng's sword pointed.

A flash of sword light came out from the fingertips!

Sla!

The long sword broke!

The sharp sword light penetrated directly through the poetic swordsman's head.

The opponent's body softened and fell directly to the ground, completely dead!

【Ding! 】

[The host upholds the dignity of Chinese poets, shocks the hearts of the people with his poems, punishes those who deceive the world and steal their reputation, and rewards the host for his awe-inspiring righteousness! ! 】

Ling Feng's eyes lit up.

Haoran is upright? !

This sounds great.

"System, what's the use of this Haoran's righteousness?"

[Haoran's righteousness is a special talent. With Haoran's righteousness in the body, what the host can say and do will be more convincing. Moreover, Haoran's righteousness can also exorcise evil spirits and have a restraining effect on evil forces]

Ling Feng nodded.

Although the system described Haoran's righteousness as mysterious.

He didn't understand very well, but he understood one thing.

That is this awe-inspiring righteousness, which is a good thing!

"Oh, I didn't expect that the mighty poetic swordsman would end up like this. It's really sad."

"Yes, he is also a strong swordsman of his generation."

"Bah, this kind of person who deceives the world and steals fame is best dead. Didn't you see what he looked like just now? He has no dignity at all and he still wants to sneak attack."

"That's right, I was really blind before, but I still worshiped him."

Everyone looked at the poetic swordsman on the ground. Some felt sorry for him, some were filled with emotion, but most of them expressed disdain and contempt.

Ling Feng didn't say much, jumped off the flower boat, took Gu Linglong, Leng Ningshuang and others away.

On the way, Leng Ningshuang and Gu Linglong couldn't help but look at Ling Feng with admiration.

"I didn't expect that junior brother, in addition to your extraordinary cultivation, you also know how to recite poems and compose poems. It's really surprising."

"Junior brother, do you have any other surprises that we don't know about?"

Ling Feng smiled faintly, "Actually, those poems were not written by me. I just copied them from others, but those people are not in this world."

"Really? Then why haven't these poems been spread?"

"Uh……"

Ling Feng didn't know how to explain it for a moment.

Gu Linglong and others looked suddenly enlightened.

"I understand, junior brother, you are keeping a low profile, right?"

"I see, but that's right, it's better to keep a low profile."

Everyone looked at Ling Feng, the look of admiration in their eyes became even higher.

High in strength, good in talent, and yet so humble.

Junior brother, he is really great.

Ling Feng looked at the enthusiastic gazes of everyone, sighed helplessly, and didn't bother to explain, so he led everyone back to the inn to rest.

But he underestimated the impact of his poems.

the next day.

Throughout the City of Ten Thousand Swords, countless sword cultivators were discussing the poem that resounded throughout the city and resonated with Ten Thousand Swords.

"Three thousand guests are full of flowers and drunk, and one sword is frosty and cold for fourteen states!"

"Okay, okay, what a one-sword frost-cold fourteen states. As a sword cultivator, this is what you should do. The person who wrote this poem is really a peerless poetic talent!"

"I have fought for three thousand miles, and my sword has been the master of millions! I really don't know how heroic a person is to write such a heroic poem!"

"What I like most is this sentence. The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold! This sentence is high-spirited and uplifting. It takes the suffering and cold as the nutrients for growth, just to temper the final peerless edge! For our generation to practice hard For sword cultivators, this is a perfect explanation!"

“What a talent it is that can write these poems!”

"I know who it is. It's Ling Feng from the Baiyun Sect. He killed the Poetry Swordsman yesterday. It turns out that the Poetry Swordsman was just a deceiver and a thief!"

People all over the city were talking about what happened last night.

Ling Feng's name resounded throughout Wanjian City.

The sword discussion conference has not yet begun, and he has already become famous.

Now, whenever Ling Feng goes out, he will attract a large crowd of people. Many people even come up to him with pens and papers to ask for his signature.

This made him afraid to go out easily.

I can only stay in the inn and wait obediently for the sword discussion conference to arrive.

"These people are so crazy."

Ling Feng said helplessly.

"Yes, those guys actually dared to touch junior brother. They are really committing a heinous crime!" Gu Linglong gritted her teeth at the side.

She went out with Ling Feng today.

While walking on the road, suddenly a large group of women surrounded Lingfeng, asking for his autograph, but Lingfeng was surrounded.

In the chaos, she actually saw someone touching Ling Feng's butt.

This made her so angry that she went crazy on the spot, and then she took Ling Feng back to the inn.

time flies.

Another two days passed.

With everyone eagerly anticipating it, the Sword Discussion Conference has officially begun!