"Qin Xuan, please clean your mouth a little. www.biquge.info The piercing voice naturally entered Ling Qing's ears, Ling Qing's beautiful eyes stared at the young man who was speaking, and he turned around with a slightly cold expression.

Qin Xuan, one of the four major cities of Qingling County, the son of the city lord of Senluo City, and the younger brother of Qin Tiange, because his father's strength is slightly lower than that of Ling Yuntian, the people of Qingling County naturally put Senluo City behind Yancheng when talking about the ranking of the four major cities, and there have always been contradictions, conflicts of interest, and even potential hatred between the two cities.

And this contradiction and hatred have shifted from the parents to the younger generation.

"What, don't you want to listen?" Qin Xuan crossed his arms and smiled sarcastically, "If you don't want to listen, please take some strength that you don't want to hear, otherwise, just go back to your Yan City obediently! ”

Ling Qing's expression was cold, and she wanted to speak, but saw Ling Fan pat her arm and take a step forward.

"If I started practicing normally at the age of ten like you, you would not be qualified to be a dog in front of me now. Ling Fan's gaze fell on Qin Xuan, his face was indifferent, but there was a disdainful light flashing in his eyes.

For Qin Xuan, he is indeed a kind of disdain.

What kind of cultivation talent he has, Ling Fan himself knows very well, if he didn't have that demonic power in his body, he could practice normally since he was a child, and now he abused Qin Xuan like a dog.

Qin Xuan's expression was slightly cold, Qingling County's Tianjiao, the younger generation of Zhongtian Empowerment ranked in the top three, and now he was actually sarcastic by a waste material, the disdain in the other party's eyes made Qin Xuan even more unhappy, if Ling Fan did not have the background of Yancheng behind him, Qin Xuan would probably have already made a killer.

"However, it is you who are not qualified to be a dog in front of me now, and you can't even keep your own woman, so what qualifications do you have to make a big fuss here. Qin Xuan's voice was cold, and he snorted coldly, the woman in his mouth naturally meant Murong Yanhan, and his brother Qin Tiange just beckoned, so Murong Po turned his back on Yancheng and obediently followed them.

Without Murong Villa, Yancheng is like missing an arm, slowly, they will completely devour Yancheng, and at that time, he will let Ling Fan know who is not even qualified to be a dog.

"This is not the place you should come, if you don't want to be embarrassed by then, I still advise you to leave!" At this moment, another voice came from the side, and when he turned his head, he saw Yan Hao of Falling Star City looking at this side with his hands behind his back.

Yan Hao, the son of the city lord of Falling Star City, one of the four major cities of Qingling County, ranked second in talent among the younger generation in the entire Qingling County, only seventeen years old, and his strength in the late stage of the Lingwu Realm.

Qin Xuan's strength is about the same as Yan Hao's, and he is also in the late stage of the Lingwu Realm, but in terms of age, Qin Xuan is one year older than Yan Hao, so in terms of talent, Yan Hao is above Qin Xuan.

Ling Qing is now at the peak of the late stage of the Spirit Martial Realm, at the age of nineteen, and at the age of seventeen, he also entered the late stage of the Spirit Martial Realm, so in addition to Yan Hao, there is also Ling Qing in the second ranking.

This Yan Hao is not a good type, although he has no obvious contradiction with Yan City, he still has the intention of annexing Yan City, although Yan Hao's words are not as vicious as Qin Xuan, but he also has the intention of humiliating Ling Fan.

The expression on Ling Fan's face was still indifferent, and he didn't seem to be fluctuating because of their sarcasm and humiliation, he turned his head and looked at Yan Hao and said: "I didn't comprehend the artistic conception of the sword here, that's a normal thing, it's not ashamed, but Brother Yan, Qingling County is the next day, if you don't even touch the door of the artistic conception of the sword later, I don't know if Brother Yan still has the face to walk back." ”

Yan Hao's expression changed slightly, he stared at Ling Fan, there seemed to be a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes, but soon, a light smile appeared on his face, "You just wait and see." ”

"This Yan Hao is quite scheming, you should be careful. Ling Qing's gaze also fell on Yan Hao, Yan Hao is different from Qin Xuan, his scheming is much deeper than Qin Xuan, such a talent is terrifying.

Ling Fan nodded, but he was not afraid of Yan Hao, at least until now, there was not much intersection between the two.

Airplanes!

At this moment, the seven heavy swords that were erected on the ground in front of them suddenly made a buzzing sound at the same time, and then everyone saw that the seven giant swords were coiled with mysterious runes.

The flickering runes lingered, and a simple aura spread from the seven giant swords to the surroundings, and under the coiling of the runes, the sword light on the giant sword gradually became brighter.

"Supreme Sword Shrine, are you going to open it!" Countless eyes converged on the seven giant swords, looking at the seven giant swords that gradually became brighter, the crowd secretly said in their hearts, the waiting sword spirit was finally about to appear.

"Personnel above the Tianwu Realm, retreat. Seeing that the sword spirit was about to appear, on a high platform in the square, an old man sent by the county king's mansion shouted.

The rich voice spread throughout the entire square in the package of Xuan Li, and immediately the crowd separated, and all the Tianwu Realm powerhouses retreated to the edge of the square one after another, and in the huge square, only the people below the Tianwu Realm remained.

And the people below the Tianwu Realm had almost occupied most of the square, their eyes flashing with excitement, staring at the seven giant swords with blazing heat.

The lingering sword light became more and more brilliant, faintly with a dazzling feeling, and in the surrounding space, the simple and sharp sword intent became more and more intense.

The sword spirit appeared, it was a chance for everyone present, whether it could bloom its own light in Qingling County or even the Great Zhou Dynasty, it would depend on today's creation.

The Supreme Sword Shrine, as long as you can comprehend the artistic conception of the sword, the lowest is also the golden level.

White, blue, gold, in ordinary times, he can realize the artistic conception of gold-level martial arts, he is already a top genius, even Ling Qing, who is ranked second, his Vermilion Bird Martial Realm is only a relatively rich blue.

The golden artistic conception of martial arts can imagine how terrible the increase in one's own combat power is.

The brilliant runes were still circling, and in the blazing gaze, this state lasted for half an hour, and when the brilliance on the seven giant swords was rich to an extreme, suddenly the seven giant swords actually released a brilliant beam of light at the same time.

Seven bright beams of light were like seven long rivers, converging together towards the Shenwu statue in the middle, and the beams of light fell on the statue, and the brilliant light suddenly poured down, reflecting the entire statue with brilliance.

The bright floating light flowed around the statue, as if the statue was covered with a layer of holy god armor, and at this moment, the statue's royal aura became even stronger, as if he was the real king here, the king who ruled over everyone.

The mighty king's breath shrouded the entire square, and in the square, everyone had an impulse to worship.

Airplanes!

In the bright light, I saw that the standing Shenwu statue suddenly trembled, and the wisps of luster lingered on the statue, and the statue at this moment seemed to be alive, especially the eyes that glanced at the crowd in front of them, which seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

It's just that the light in those eyes is soft, and there is no sense of sharpness at all, as if the soul of the statue is looking at his hometown and his relatives.

This state lasted for half an hour, and the light that lingered on the statue suddenly rose into the sky, and the huge beam of light broke through the layers of clouds and mist, and went straight to the sky, and in that huge beam of light, only the phantom of a giant sword slowly condensed.

"It's ...... Sword Spirit?" Ling Fan's gaze stared at the giant sword in the void that was gradually becoming solid, and secretly said in his heart, he grew up in Qingling County, but this was the first time he had seen a sword spirit.

The sword spirit appeared in the beam, as if absorbing the energy in the beam, and gradually became solidified, and the huge sword shadow seemed to be pulled out of the magma, exuding a dazzling and scorching light.

Countless eyes converged on the sword spirit, and with the appearance of the sword spirit, the eyes of the crowd also became hot, they looked excited, and they couldn't help but move a few steps forward, even Qin Xuan and Yan Hao, their throats were agitated vigorously at this moment, and their expressions were quite excited.

Airplanes!

With a heavy sound of Weng Ming, the sword shadow in the void trembled violently, and in an instant, a sharp sword intent swept away like a wave, and under the shroud of the sharp sword intent, the crowd felt that their faces seemed to be cut by the sword blade.

Just this emanating sword intent made their hearts tremble.

The sword intent swept, the void had a slight rippling meaning, the sword blade seemed to cut the void, and in mid-air, there was a faint storm sweeping.

The violent sword intent in the sky made the hearts of everyone present tremble, and there was a strong awe surging in their hearts, which was the awe of the owner of the sword mound, even if he had passed away for a thousand years, the residual power left behind was still so terrifying.

The terrifying sword intent surged in the void, although it was sharp, but it did not hurt anyone, and after a while, the edge of the sword intent converged, and gradually became softer, and a touch of brilliance spilled down from the sword spirit, enveloping the square.

Originally, the Heavenly Martial Realm powerhouses at the edge of the square could still feel the sword intent of the sword spirit, but when the glow fell, everything in the square seemed to be cut off from them, and at this moment, they couldn't feel the slightest sword spirit's will and edge outside the glow.

Supreme Sword Shrine, Tianwu has no chance, this is the rule of Supreme Sword Shrine.

The only people who could still feel the existence of the sword intent were the people who were under the sword spirit glow at the moment, and in the space shrouded by the glow, in addition to the rich sword intent, there was also a rule of power spreading.

This power is very esoteric, mysterious and unpredictable.

"The time has come, let's start!" Seeing the sword spirit release its brilliance, outside the square, the old man in the county king's mansion suddenly shouted, obviously, this is the best time to comprehend the sword intent.

Hearing the old man's voice, the crowd in the square suddenly sat down in pieces, they calmed their excited hearts, and began to meditate and understand, Qin Xuan and Yan Hao glanced at Ling Fan's side, and then sat down cross-legged.

The sword spirit only had three days to appear, and they needed to hurry.

Ling Fan didn't pay attention to Qin Xuan and Yan Hao at all, let alone sit down like them, he just stared at the sword spirit in the void, just standing there motionless, and in those eyes, there was a strange look.

Because just as the sword spirit shone its brilliance, a small tower in his body, which had never moved, trembled.