Wang Xiu looked at the flying sword floating in the air, a little surprised. At this time, Ximen Xuefeng's mother and son were still hugging their heads and crying, and Ximen Xuefeng was still talking to his mother about all this.

"By the way, mother, you see, this is my eldest brother, he has helped me a lot, and he is very strong. ”

As soon as he turned around, Ximen Xuefeng saw the black sword suspended in mid-air, and gave Wang Xiu an inquiring look.

Wang Xiu didn't know what was going on, so he could only spread his hands helplessly.

Wang Xiu stepped forward and tried to grasp the hilt of the black sword and take it down from mid-air, saving people from doing so.

With the exertion of his right leg, Wang Xiu jumped to the high ground where the black sword was, and held the hilt of the sword lightly with his right hand.

"Huh?"

Wang Xiu was puzzled, because he held the hilt of the sword at this time, and his entire body was supported by his right hand, and now Wang Xiu's whole body was in mid-air, and the black sword still did not move.

Wang Xiu thought in his heart that something was wrong, and when he took it out, he had always carried it on his back and there was no such thing.

Wang Xiu, who was thinking, glanced at it and saw Ximen Xuefeng, who was half-kneeling on the ground and supporting his mother, and had a little thought in his heart.

"Xuefeng, you go up and try it. ”

Wang Xiu clapped his hands, stepped forward and sent Ximen Xuefeng up with both hands on his waist, and then jumped to the black sword.

Ximen Xuefeng looked at the black long sword in front of him with some astonishment, feeling a little kind, reaching out to touch it, the whole body was cold as if he was holding cold ice.

The black sword that was touched by Ximen Xuefeng immediately lost its strength and fell directly down.

Wang Xiu's eyes were quick, and he kicked on the black sword. It's as if your toes have touched a copper wall. "Dang!" and the iron sword fell to the ground. Wang Xiu and Ximen Xuefeng also fell one after another.

Wang Xiu dragged Ximen Xuefeng close to the black sword, and Ximen Xuefeng wanted to reach out and touch it but was stopped by Wang Xiu. "Don't move, I'll try first. ”

Wang Xiu, who always doesn't believe in evil, is a little puzzled by what happened just now, so he can only verify it again.

It's cold and usual, as if it hadn't happened before.

Wang Xiu put the black sword into the sheath and handed it to Ximen Xuefeng. Ximen Xuefeng's fingers had just touched the hilt of the sword, and suddenly the black sword flipped by itself, cutting a cut in Ximen Xuefeng's hand.

Yin Hong's blood flowed onto the black sword, and strangely enough, it didn't stay on the surface, but penetrated directly.

As soon as the blood seeped in, the black sword suddenly blazed white, and a line of blood-red words appeared on the black sword.

"Ximen Blowing Snow Inheritance!"

Wang Xiu glanced at Ximen Xuefeng, "What do you see, kowtow, that's your ancestor." ”

Ximen Xuefeng was wooden, and he didn't know what was going on, but out of trust in Wang Xiu, Ximen Xuefeng still knelt down and bowed to the black sword......

"Pick it up, this is the black sword that your ancestor used to make. He's yours anymore. ”

Wang Xiu looked at Ximen Xuefeng, who couldn't put it down with the black sword, kicked Ximen's buttocks, and said angrily.

Ximen Xuefeng nodded and said thank you. The boss gave it, and he took it himself.

That night, Ximen Xuefeng obtained the inheritance of the ancestral black sword, and everyone in the Ximen family knew it thoroughly.

Even Wang Xiu couldn't figure it out, in that basement, there were only three people, Ximen Xuefeng and Ximen Xuefeng's mother, how did the news leak.

That night, Ximen Xuefeng was called away by his father......

Ximen Fengxue, who was lying on a coquettish woman and exercising wildly, also received a call.

"What, the black sword, or the one that the sword god used back then?"

"Master Simon, what's going on. ”

Feeling that the man on his body stopped working, the woman under Ximen Fengxue's crotch twisted her body and looked at Ximen Fengxue with great resentment.

"Get out!"

Ximen Fengxue didn't say a word, slapped the woman directly, and got up and got dressed and rushed home.

In the living room, Ximenyu looked at his son, his eyes full of struggle. The thing back then was that he was sorry for their mother and son, and now he wants to do this kind of thing again.

Ximenyu glanced at his wife who was sitting beside him with some cringe, and wanted to say something in his heart, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't say it when he opened his mouth.

"Xuefeng, you say, where did this black sword come from. ”

Facing his eldest mother's question, Ximen Xuefeng's face was as usual, he didn't mean to answer, and looked down at the floor with cold eyes.

Wang Xiu noticed the awkward atmosphere in the room, but he was not from the Ximen family, and it was difficult for him to speak.

"Brother, where is the black sword. ”

As soon as Ximen Fengxue entered the door, his eyes were already locked on Ximen Xuefeng who was standing in the hall, and at the same time, his eyes looked at Ximen Xuefeng's back, and sure enough, the black sword was behind Ximen Xuefeng at this time.

Ximen Fengxue was just about to reach out to touch it, but was dodged by Ximen Xuefeng.

"What do you mean. ”

Ximen Fengxue was still in mid-air, and his eyes, which were still very eager at first, turned cold in a blink of an eye, and there was an obvious threat in his eyes, looking at his half-brother.

"The rules left by the ancestors, the person who gets the black sword is the real head of the family. ”

At this moment, Ximen Xuefeng no longer cowered, but became sharp. His eyes swept over the crowd in the arena with a cold look, and everyone felt as if the temperature had dropped several degrees.

Wang Xiu praised in his heart, and sure enough, it was the black sword that started, and the whole person changed.

"Okay, you just say what proof do you have to prove that this is the black sword of the sword god"

Ximen Fengxue looked at Ximen Xuefeng, who was imposing at this time, and there was some amusement in his eyes, after all, it was just a sword. Even the genealogy of the Simon family has a description of the black sword that is only "the blade of the sword is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and thirteen taels." ”

"This sword is the same as the one recorded in the classics in terms of shape and material, and I don't believe it can be weighed. ”

Ximen Xuefeng opened his mouth lightly, obviously expecting the other party to ask this kind of thing.

"What is this, these swordsmiths can do it. ”

Ximen Xuefeng doesn't know how to verify the true body of this sword now, he just believes in Wang Xiu to think that this is the black sword of the sword god, but he can't make the entire Ximen family believe what Wang Xiu said.

"Then let's have a fight and try what this sword god black sword is. ”

In a hurry, Ximen Xuefeng blurted out directly.

Wang Xiu looked at Ximen Xuefeng, and he didn't know which tendon was wrong with this guy, you must know that Ximen Xuefeng himself had just awakened, and his brother had already reached the realm of true martial arts. If the two of them fight, Ximen Xuefeng will simply give people their heads.

"Okay. Simon Fengxue seemed very satisfied with his brother's answer.