The black python threw out a bombshell again: "On the order of the head of the Ampere family, I ordered the sword saint Yanagi Xiangtian to fight against Ye Nanmad and raise my majesty!"

"What?"

Liu Sheng Xinxuan was taken aback, and he couldn't hide the horror on his face: "Lord Priest, but my father has already hidden his sword and no longer cares about the affairs of the cultivation world. ”

"Sword Saint Liu Sheng Xiangtian has been hiding the sword for decades, it is a matter of face for me, it's time to take Ye Nan crazy to try his edge, this is not only the life of the Ampere family, but also the life of the other two two Onmyoji families!"

The black python's tone is resolute and unquestionable!

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Yanagi Shinxuan once again set off a storm in his heart, and had to reluctantly agree.

......

Mount Fuji!

The highest peak in Dongying, with an altitude of nearly 4,000 meters, is the holy mountain in the eyes of Dongying people, and it is the pilgrimage place with the longest history in Dongying, and it is also the spiritual belief of Dongying people to climb the top of the mountain all their lives.

Winter is approaching, and Mt. Fuji is covered with snow in advance, and the cherry blossoms are in full bloom.

The faint pink cherry blossoms, looking from afar, look like a touch of pink clouds floating on Mt. Fuji, which makes countless tourists dazzled and sigh that this trip is not in vain.

And on top of Kenbuchi, the highest peak of Mt. Fuji!

Because of the highest altitude, the sword peak at this moment has long been covered by ice and snow, and in such bad weather, few people come, even birds dare not cross at will.

At this moment, in an ice basin of Sword Peak, the basin is like a big hole, and the bottom is not visible, but it exudes a biting chill, and there are countless ice picks standing upside down around it, flashing with bursts of cold.

A helicopter jumped to the top of the Sword Peak with great difficulty, and when the helicopter was twenty meters away from the ground, a figure shot straight into the ground from below.

Yanagi Xinxuan held a wine gourd in his hand, and did not stop for much, but walked straight to the side of the big hole in the ice basin, bowed slightly, and said extremely respectfully: "Father, I'm here!"

As his voice fell.

Suddenly there was a low roar from the great hole in the ice in front of him, as if a wild beast was leaping madly upwards from it, and the ice above trembled.

Yanagi Shingen's face changed suddenly.

For he felt an extremely hot wave coming from the hole, and this heat wave rushed straight to the ground, which was enough to melt the steel.

However, what is more strange is that under such a high temperature of the air current, the ice does not have the slightest tendency to melt.

Yanagi Shingen took a few steps back and took a deep breath of cold air, and then threw the wine gourd in his hand into the ice cave, but the wine gourd did not fall into it at all, but hung in the air, as if an invisible force was dragging it.

"Click......"

With a crisp sound, I saw countless cracks open on the surface of the gourd hanging in the air, and the wine inside poured out one after another and fell into the ice cave.

In such a cold weather, ordinary people will freeze when they exhale, but the wine in the gourd is extremely abnormally boiling, bursting with hot air, exuding a rich aroma of wine.

After all the wine in the gourd dripped into the ice cave, an extremely old voice came from the ice cave: "What's the matter?"

The voice seemed to be impatient, and it seemed to be hearty.

Yanagi Xinxuan subconsciously tensed his body: "Father, Wu Jian is dead!"

There was silence in the ice cave for a moment, and after a few seconds, he said quietly: "I know, you go back!"

"Father!"

Liu Sheng Xinxuan stubbornly said: "Wu Jian died at the hands of Ye Nan, the first person in Huaguo, and he was incompetent, so he had to ask his father to avenge Wu Jian!"

"I've long hidden my sword ......"

The ice cave still continued to emit heat, but the heat was intermittent, as if the mood of the people below was not calm.

"Huaguo Ye Nan frantically entered my Dongying, first destroyed the Chiba family, and then destroyed the flowering courtyard, and regarded my Dongying cultivation world as nothing......"

Liu Sheng Xinxuan told what happened: "The Ampere family sent an order to ask my father to come forward to invite Ye Nanfang to raise my majesty, and the Congress also means this......"

The next moment!

Seeing that the ice in the basin had melted at that moment, as if a glacier had collapsed, Yanagi Shingen was so shocked that he retreated again and again, and when he looked again, he saw a flash of fire rising into the sky like a fire dragon.

An old man slowly walked out of the firelight.

The old man had silver hair, and his appearance was even younger than Yanagi Shinxuan, and as the old man landed, two white pi lian gushed out from his nose, and the white pi lian was wrapped in a trace of fire.

If an outsider sees the other party, they will be extremely shocked to find that the other party is Yanagi Xiangtian of the Yanagi family, the legend of the Dongying Kingdom, and the only sword saint in the Dongying for hundreds of years!

Back then, he once defeated three world-class giants with one sword in a row, and then hid his sword in seclusion, although he faded out of everyone's field of vision over the years, his reputation has not diminished day by day!

Seeing this scene, Liu Shengxinxuan's pupils shrank violently, and he hurriedly stepped forward to congratulate: "Congratulations to my father!"

"Congratulations ......"

Yanagi Aida looked back at the ice behind him, and his voice was extremely hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time: "The old man has hidden his sword and lived here for decades, just to pursue the ultimate of power, trying to fuse two completely different powers, but unfortunately it is still a hundred feet, and there is still ......one step away."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab the ice and snow on the ground, and slowly condensed into an ice ball in his hand.

After a few seconds, the puck finally began to slowly melt, apparently unable to resist the blue flames that were frozen in it.

"Ice and fire are incompatible after all, it seems to be fate!"

After Yanagi Xiangtian sighed, he no longer dwelled on this, but turned his head to look at Yanagi Shingen: "You tell me what happened again." ”

After listening to it, he sneered abruptly: "The so-called Four Great Onmyoji families have become more and more cunning in recent years, and they are more and more afraid of death. ”

"Father, what do you mean?" Yanagi Shingen vaguely guessed something.

"The three old monsters hiding in the shrine have a sense of crisis, and they are afraid of death, so they can only force the old man to go out of the customs and join forces with them to deal with Ye Nanmad!"

Yanagi Xiangtian shook his head and sighed lightly: "But it's not important, the old man was born in Dongying and grew up in Dongying, so he is naturally obliged to fight for Dongying's face!"

With that, he straightened his back, leaped into the air, and pressed down on the entire basin with one palm, as if he wanted to shatter the peak with one palm.

"Old man, it's time for you to come out!"

As his voice fell!

An earth-shattering sword roar came from the ice, and then the entire basin shook violently and then exploded, only to see a cyan streamer shoot straight into the sky, and the cyan streamer circled around Yagyu Aida three times before falling into his hands.

It's a two-foot-seven-eight-inch sword!

"It's the Tiancong Cloud Sword, my father's saber back then!"

Yanagi Shingen on the side was excited.

Tiancong Cloud Sword, also known as Kusanagi Sword, Tomu Sword, according to legend, when Susanoo killed the monster Yaqi Orochi, it was the Tiancong Cloud Sword found in the body of the Yaqi Orochi!

The Tiancong Cloud Sword is known as one of the three "artifacts" of Dongying, even the Sword of the Gods and the Ten Fist Sword are not its opponents!

"Old man, you have been frozen for decades, and the world has long forgotten your edge, and I have forgotten Yagyu Xiangtian!"

Yanagi Xiangtian lightly grasped the hilt of the sword, as if he confided in an old friend who he hadn't seen for a long time: "Okay, this time, I will use Ye Nanmad's blood to sacrifice your edge!"

"It also proves to the world that my four words Yanagi Aitian have not become dim with the passage of time!"