Ye Ping looked at the cheats that suddenly appeared in front of him, and kowtowed three more times in the direction of Wang Chan's departure, and then stood up. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I saw him holding the cheats in one hand, and Pan Ziju's hand in the other, his eyes were firm and decisive.

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After leaving Nan'an Town, Wang Chan found that he was soon being targeted.

At this time, he walked slowly on a wooden bridge and suddenly stopped.

He noticed that there were people under the bridge.

Sure enough, the bridge suddenly made a loud "click", the bridge cracked, and a row of blue sharp knives **** came out from the bottom up.

As early as the moment when the bridge plate cracked, Wang Chan had already flown up, and these people naturally shot into the air.

Wang Chan dodged the blow, but the second blow came suddenly before his foot touched the ground.

I saw that in the dense forest in the distance, several men in Tsing Yi suddenly jumped out and threw flying swords at Wang Chan together.

These big men in green clothes threw swords in a peculiar way, and these sharp swords came out of their hands and shot towards Wang Chan like flying swords in the hands of immortals.

Wang Chan held the Huolin Sword in his right hand, drew the sword and swung it forward, and a wave of heat arose out of thin air, blocking all the flying swords.

On the other side of the river, I don't know when there were two more people, one old and one young.

They looked at it for a moment, and the young man in cotton with starry eyebrows on one of his sword eyebrows praised coldly: "I didn't expect this person's swordsmanship to be so good, but compared to this, the crimson sword in his hand interests me even more." ”

The old man with the sword behind him replied in a low voice: "Young Master Qiqi, if the old slave is not mistaken, the sword in that kid's hand is the sword Huolin Sword of the first section of the Nanlin Sword in the past. ”

"It turned out to be the Huolin Sword, no wonder it had such momentum. ”

The brocade-clothed young man nodded, and suddenly said sharply: "But he dares to ruin my marriage! I will use my sword to break his sword and shame him with snow, and leave the sword!"

"Yes!"

The old man behind him knelt down, and the long sword suddenly came out of its sheath.

The brocade-clothed young man took the sword in his hand, and his body suddenly turned into a swift whirlwind, sweeping towards Wang Chan.

This sword is cold and sharp.

Wang Chan glanced up and put his sword into its sheath.

"Draw my sword for me!" shouted the brocade-clothed young man, his hand unchanged.

"I don't need to draw my sword for you. The corners of Wang Chan's mouth were slightly raised, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were stretched out, and his fingers were like a sword, flicking lightly.

Clang!

The sound of gold and iron intersecting is loud.

The young man in brocade only felt a huge force attacking, and the whole person flew back upside down, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of red blood spurted out.

"Young master, are you okay?"

Seeing that the young man in brocade was injured, the old man hurriedly stepped forward, supported his body, and said with concern.

"Young Master Ben doesn't need you to meddle in your business!"

The young man in brocade pushed the old man away, stared at Wang Chan with his eyes, and said coldly: "Report the name, I am proud of the sky and will not kill the nameless!"

"It turns out that you are the newly rising young master of Sword Worship Villa, Aotian. ”

Wang Chan pretended to be surprised, and slowly spoke: "People in the rivers and lakes say that you are arrogant, fast in sword, young, proud, and graceful...... Except that you didn't do it with the fact that the sword is fast, it's not undeserved. ”

"Not only are you ruining my marriage, but you insult me like this today, I Aotian will not kill you today and swear not to be a person!" Aotian shouted loudly, and as he spoke, he was about to rush towards Wang Chan with his sword again.

Wang Chan couldn't help but remind: "That girl's heart doesn't belong to you, and it's in vain for you to get her." ”

"I don't care if her heart belongs to me! As long as Young Master Ben gets it, he must get it! And you, you must die today!"

Aotian's movements became faster and faster, and the sword in his hand almost turned into a sword curtain. But no matter how quickly he attacked, he could never hurt Wang Chan in the slightest.

Aotian's heart became more and more impatient, and his subordinates were also very anxious.

"The young master is naturally competitive, and he will definitely fight for face, but the person in front of him is not easy to match at first glance, and the young master will definitely suffer if he continues like this!"

The old man who carried the sword for Aotian was also worried: "It is not unusual for the young master to make senseless sacrifices for the sake of momentary anger!"

His words have always been serious, and everyone shouted in unison: "Then let's stop him!"

The four sword servants were extremely fast, and soon surrounded Wang Chan in the center, and at the same time said respectfully: "Young master, although the marriage is big, but the sword sacrifice is about to be held, you must not be rash and have a golden body, the big thing is important!"

Aotian ignored it, at this time he only had Wang Chan in his eyes, and he must break Wang Chan's body into thousands of pieces before he was willing.

"Sword Sacrifice?" Wang Chan paused, and his right hand suddenly poked forward, directly piercing through the heavy sword net, pinching Aotian's neck, and lifting him alive.

"Young Master!"

"Let go of the young master!"

The sword servants of the Sword Worship Villa said urgently.

Wang Chan's face was indifferent, he looked at the old man with the sword, and asked, "When will the sword festival be held?"

"Seven...... Seven days later. The old man hesitated for a moment, and replied truthfully.

Wang Chan glanced at the arrogant man in his hand, threw it away, and turned to leave.

"In seven days, I will visit the village in person. ”

The voice was still floating in the air, and the person was gone.

"Ahem......"

After a long time, Ao Tiancai came back to his senses, looked up at the direction where Wang Chan left, and his face was cloudy.

"Young Master......"

"Let's go!"

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The Peerless Sword, the Hero Sword, the Huolin Sword and the Demon Sword, Wang Chan now has four divine weapons in his hands, if it is regarded as the trophy Blue Purple Thunder Knife captured from the Great Elder of Xuantian Sect, Wang Chan is more than enough to open a weapon shop.

For this reason, Wang Chan could only build a sword box in the blacksmith shop and place all the blades in it.

The five divine weapons are amazing, if it weren't for Wang Chan's presence, how could this sword box made of mortal iron fit them.

But even so, there are still people who have the idea of these divine soldiers.

Wang Chan was walking on the way to Baijian Villa, when he suddenly felt a strong wind behind him, and it was menacing, obviously not easy to match.

Wang Chan smiled, in the case of those old monsters, there are really not many people who can pose a threat to him in the wind and clouds. Although the attacker is also a rare master, he is still a little far from harming Wang Chan.

I saw that he didn't look back, but stretched out his finger a little behind him.

An extremely powerful sword aura burst out of the air, and the face of the person behind him changed greatly, and when he was at stake, he actually twisted the momentum and turned away.

You know, the faster a person runs, the greater the momentum, and it is difficult to close the legs.

But this person can turn momentum into a turning momentum, which seems easy, but in fact, there are such subtle and light people in the world, and there are no more than ten people.

Then the man was like a fallen leaf in a strong wind, and floated backwards, a few feet away, and then stopped.

"Huhuhu...... I just want to make friends with you, can I use a dead hand?" The man appeared, stretched out his hand and patted his chest, obviously still a little afraid, he looked at Wang Chan, and said with a pale face. (To be continued.) )