One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Xue An's words made everyone present commotion.

Dare to say that the Yu family's kendo cultivation is unbearable, in the eyes of everyone, this is like telling a big joke.

Yu Lang sneered, "Xue An, don't think that if you kill my son Yu Yang, you will be able to do what the Yu family will be, and the background of the Yu family is something you can't understand at all!"

With the words, a majestic and peerless sword aura suddenly emanated from Yu Lang's body, and the coercion was so great that even the tables, chairs, and tableware in front of him were shattered in an instant.

But under such a terrifying momentum, Xue An still sat on the chair as calmly as a mountain, and even looked indifferent, his face was pale, and Yu Ran nodded with tears in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, your birthday party may be going to be in the soup!"

Yu Ran was shocked, and tears fell down.

Yu Lang's eyes froze, he thought that Xue An was mocking his daughter.

Under the heart of his beloved daughter, Yu Lang couldn't help but be furious.

"Death to the madman!"

Yu Lang roared angrily, and countless small sword qi suddenly appeared in front of him, and then merged into a long sword at a rapid speed.

"Go!" Yu Lang snorted softly.

This sword disappeared in front of everyone in an instant, and when it reappeared, it had already rushed in front of Xue An, and even the tip of the sword was only a centimeter away from Xue An's nose.

But this centimeter distance is like a moat, and it can no longer be saved.

Because Xue An had already held the sword body with his left hand.

This scene made Yu Lang change color, and he exclaimed: "How is it possible!"

Oh, yes!

This sword is condensed by sword qi, extremely sharp and indestructible.

How could it be held by someone's hand?

But Xue An showed two good-looking tiger teeth, and said with a smile: "In front of me, nothing is impossible!"

After saying that, Xue An's left hand was slightly forced.

The sword was crushed alive and then vanished.

This earth-shattering measure shocked everyone.

Yu Lang's expression became solemn.

He originally thought that this Xue An was at most a cultivator in the realm of heaven and man, and he could be regarded as the peak of heaven and man, and he was only one step away from becoming a half-step immortal existence, and it would definitely be easy to deal with him.

didn't expect that this Xue An's methods would be so unpredictable.

Yu Lang took a deep breath and sneered: "It's really a good means, but do you think that with this, you can go against my Yu family?

With Yu Lang's order, more than a dozen men with indifferent faces holding long swords slowly walked out of the corner.

Everyone's cultivation is a half-step celestial.

This kind of cultivation, if any one is thrown outside, it is a big man, but in the Yu family, he is just a sword servant.

"Cloth Sword Formation!" Yu Lang said coldly.

More than a dozen sword attendants raised their swords in their hands.

After a bang, a murderous sword array enveloped Xue An.

The sword light was like a light curtain, and I couldn't even see the situation inside.

Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, I guess it's dead.

Only Yu Ran, his fingers pinched his clothes hard, and his eyes were painful.

At this time, Yang Xudong came over uninterestingly, "Sister Yu Ran, don't be afraid, I will protect you!"

Yu Ran glanced at him indifferently, "Get out!"

Yang Xudong was stunned when he was scolded, and then a monstrous anger set off in his heart.

How dare you scold me?

It seems that he is sad for Xue An, who was buried under the sword array!

Thinking of this, Yang Xudong's jealous eyes turned blue.

What's the use of being sad?

It is estimated that Xue An has been chopped into meat puree now!

But at this moment, I heard an indifferent voice coming from the sword array.

"It's fun, but it's too weak!"

With the words, the sword momentum that had been pouring like a waterfall suddenly stagnated, and then shattered violently.

These swordsmen all flew out upside down, and there was no sound.

Looking at Xue An again, he was still sitting on the chair, and he even had a glass of wine in his hand.

"Master Yu, your sword formation...... Defeated!" Xue An said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent.

Yang Xudong's face instantly became extremely ugly.

Even the sword array can't help him?

How high is his cultivation?

"It's me who underestimated you!" At this moment, Yu Lang said slowly.

Everyone turned their eyes and saw Yu Lang slowly pull out the saber at his waist.

Many people change color slightly.

This is the first time in ten years since Yu Lang became the head of the family that he drew his sword.

"This sword, called Comfort Wind and Dust! It is not a famous sword in the world, but for me, it is my most loyal companion! At the beginning, I used to carry this sword to kill twelve kendo masters of country R in a row! So I ....... ”

Yu Lang's eyes were full of cold sword intent, "You can die under this sword, and I have respect for you for such cultivation at such a young age!"

Every time he said a word, Yu Lang's momentum weakened by a point, and in the end, he was even like an ordinary person, mediocre.

But many people who know swords have changed their faces greatly.

Because this shows that Yu Lang's control of his own momentum has reached the pinnacle.

But Xue An was unmoved, slowly drank the wine in the cup, and chuckled.

"I have a glass of wine, enough to comfort the dust. Good name! Yu Family Master...... Please draw your sword!"

When the words landed, Yu Lang stabbed out with a sword.

This is a mediocre sword, no wind, no momentum.

Yes, just a little red light on the tip of the sword.

But this red glow makes many people who know kendo look very solemn.

Because they knew that the reason why this sword was so plain was because Yu Lang had condensed all the sword momentum onto the tip of the sword, without the slightest loss.

This is the strongest sword!

In comparison, those sword qi sword formations just now were like juggling, flashy.

The sword has pierced halfway.

A smile appeared at the corner of Yu Lang's mouth.

Because he felt that he was going to win.

But at this moment, a slender and slender hand suddenly appeared, and then the fingers flicked the tip of the sword.

Bang.

After a muffled sound, a powerful shockwave spread out directly, overturning all the surrounding tables and chairs.

Even the trees and buildings in the distance were not spared, and they all broke in unison.

Yu Lang was horrified, because Xue An's flick of his fingers made him almost unable to hold the sword in his hand.

Yu Lang retreated sharply, and a hint of panic finally appeared on his face.

Now the Yu family's sword cultivation is the highest, that is, Yu Lang's eldest son, Yu Ran's eldest brother Yu Ming is waiting for the Sword Immortal Ancestor to come out of the customs on the back mountain sword house.

The entire Yu family is Yu Lang alone.

If he really loses, then the prestige of the Yu family for decades will be ruined.

But Xue An did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but raised his head and glanced into the distance, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I didn't expect to see such a pure sword cultivation in this world. ”

With Xue An's words, a terrifying momentum rose from the mountain behind the Yu family.