Text Text_Chapter 1657 Riding a dragon for thousands of miles south, how can a man not fight a sword?

Chapter 1657 Riding a dragon for thousands of miles south, how can a man not fight a sword?

"It's okay, it's okay"

Seeing that Yang Yunfan was back, the hearts of the Traceless Daoists were also full of emotion.

At this time, in the face of Yang Yunfan's inquiry, he naturally would not say that he was going to Xiangtan City to protect his family.

It's just a joke.

Moreover, the Traceless Daoist also discovered that Yang Yunfan's cultivation was better than before, and the mount he stepped on was also an incomparable divine horse, which seemed to be a powerful existence of the ancient dragon bloodline.

It is estimated that Yang Yunfan was in order to capture this mount, so he was delayed in Siberia for a few months.

Either way, it's good that people are back.

After smiling and greeting a few words, the Traceless Daoist changed the topic, pointed to the direction of the guide, and said, "Mr. Yang, you are rushing all the way south, and you are riding such a fierce and vicious war dragon, where are you going?"

Yang Yunfan smiled, just like an old friend, and said casually: "Don't hide it, just now when I went home, I saw a golden retriever dog running into my house and scurrying around, which scared my wife." I slashed him with a sword, but the dog was fast, and I didn't pay attention to let him slip away. ”

"However, if you can run a monk, you can't run the temple. He is probably going to the naval base on Luzon Island right now, and I'm about to kill him now, lest he come out again and be scared in the future!"

These words are common, and people who don't know think that Yang Yunfan is talking about a stray dog at home. It's just that everyone present knows who the golden retriever dog in Yang Yunfan's mouth refers to.

"Huh"

"The strongest man in North America, known as the powerful existence of Hades, is just a lost dog in Mr. Yang's mouth. ”

"Mr. Yang, be strong, raise the prestige of our country!"

Everyone couldn't help but laugh and chat with each other.

In my heart, I swept away the previous haze and became relaxed.

Since Yang Yunfan can kill the Great Sword Saint Grom and Hades King Hades head-on, what is it?

"Ladies and gentlemen, if this is done, come and sit at my house. The few tea trees I have cultivated are almost ready to be picked. If you have time, come and try it. ”

"I still have some small things to deal with, so I won't talk to you too much. ”

"Farewell!"

Yang Yunfan arched his hand to the Dao Masters of the Kunlun Sect, turned around and said goodbye, and was about to continue south.

Everyone knew that he went all the way south to hunt down Hades, but he was calm, chatting and laughing with himself and others casually, and he didn't seem to have put Hades Hades and other world-peak powerhouses in his eyes.

It's really a fairy, outstanding!

"Mr. Yang, wait a minute!" Just as Yang Yunfan was about to turn around, the Traceless Daoist flew over and came to Yang Yunfan's side.

"Traceless Dao Master, is there anything else?" Yang Yunfan smiled slightly, looking at the Traceless Daoist.

He admired the Traceless Daoist very much. He can cultivate an innocent and kind disciple like Jiang Xiaoya, and he can cultivate a hero like Zhan Yunfei who is jealous and hateful, and draws a sword to help each other when things are uneven.

It can be seen that he himself is also a true gentleman who is consistent inside and out!

In these years, there are not many people like the Traceless Daoist. Yang Yunfan really admires this Taoist master.

The Traceless Daoist smiled, then untied the white jade long sword at his waist, handed it to Yang Yunfan with respectful hands, and said: "Riding a dragon for thousands of miles south, how can a man not fight a sword?"

"Mr. Yang, this is my ancestral sword of Forgotten Peak, Chaolu Sword! It is one of the three major divine swords of my Kunlun faction, and I don't dare to take it out to observe it on weekdays, for fear of staining the ancestral sword. ”

"If Mr. Yang doesn't dislike it, today, Poor Dao is willing to use this Chaolu sword by Mr. Yang!

When Yang Yunfan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Dao Chief, then I will be disrespectful."

Immediately, he took the white jade sword, choked it, and pulled it out of its scabbard.

Brush it up!

The sword light like autumn water suddenly flickered and jumped, and Yang Yunfan's eyes couldn't be opened.

This fierce sword intent almost came to his face. There is also an indescribable charm that circulates above the blade of the sword. Especially at the tip of the sword, if you look closely, you will find an incomparably delicate white lotus flower imprint.

This is a natural white lotus, which is really blessed!

The peerless learning that connects with Sitting Forgotten Peak is the Qinglian Sword Technique, and it is conceivable what this divine sword means to Sitting Forgotten Peak.

Yang Yunfan carefully returned the long sword to the scabbard, which was very precious.

Then, he looked at the Traceless Daoist and joked: "Dao Chief, such a divine sword, it really makes me love it." That, Dao Chief, let's discuss, can you lend me this divine sword for a few more days?"

"This"

The face of the Traceless Daoist suddenly showed a very painful feeling. The dignified Heavenly Sword Emperor asked him to borrow the sword, if he didn't borrow it, it seemed that people would be called stingy, which would affect the reputation of their Kunlun faction.

But to lend it out, he really hurts. In case it breaks something, he is embarrassed to let Yang Yunfan pay for it, and he can't afford to pay it!

But if you don't borrow yourself, you are afraid of being looked down upon by Yang Yunfan.

"Haha, Dao Chief, I'm kidding. I'm not insatiable!"

Seeing the tangled expression on the face of the Traceless Daoist, Yang Yunfan also knew that he was difficult for a strong man. Fortunately, he didn't mind, so he laughed at this time and said, "Dao Chief, I'm just kidding." Don't take it seriously. ”

He has the Dragon Bird War Knife and the world's treasure sword, but he can't look down on it, except for a divine sword.

His flying sword is just an ordinary product, and the grade he refines in his spare time, the grade or something, is just the most ordinary. He used a lot of gold to extract the Gengjin Qi inside, which was used to improve the grade of the flying sword.

However, this flying sword is congenitally insufficient, and if it is improved, it will be a big road goods.

Sometimes, he is quite envious of the people of Xiangdao, his flying rainbow sword is indeed a rare flying sword.

Well, if you have time, you have to get a Excalibur!

In this way, he can live up to the people of the world and call himself the "Emperor of the Heavenly Sword and Sword"!

"Alright, everyone, I'm leaving!"

Yang Yunfan put away his sword, patted the body of the iron-armored battle dragon, turned around, and was about to go south.

"Mr. Yang, go a thousand miles, have a good trip!"

"I'm waiting for good news!"

Seeing Yang Yunfan take the sword and leave, everyone in the Kunlun faction was excited.

When Yang Yunfan is famous all over the world, like a forbidden Yuanjun, and becomes a myth, someone will definitely mention today's battle.

And the divine sword he uses will surely move the world with him.

This divine sword is from their Kunlun faction!

Years later, when it comes to today's scene, they are all witnesses.

Yang Yunfan knew the thoughts of the Kunlun faction, but such a trivial matter was nothing.

At this time, he also knew one thing.

The Kunlun faction made such a big move, sending nine elders to fight such a big battle, and came all the way east, just to protect his family.

He kept this kind of affection in his heart!

Yang Yunfan arched his hand at everyone, and then slapped the body of the ironclad war dragon, and with a bang, one man and one beast, like a cannonball, flew towards the south.

In the dark night, like a bright meteor, across the sky!