Liu Wentian snorted: "Who doesn't know that your Fan family in Jingwu Prefecture is so rich because more than eighty percent of the utensils in the Great Liang Kingdom are from your Fan family?"

"Among these tools, the most famous ones are naturally used for martial arts, such as weapons! You are the second young man of the Fan family, even if you run out secretly, can you still have a lot of spiritual weapons on your body?"

Fan Er clapped his hands and spread his hands and said, "But I didn't bring it with me! In this way, next time I go home, I will bring you a better sword at the peak of the Xuan level!"

Liu Wentian said disdainfully: "After you are still the Fan family, you are not atmospheric at all! I don't believe it, you have no storage space on you!"

Fan Er sighed, he couldn't understand, this Liu family is three young, and he is about the same age as himself, how can he know so much?

He said with a bitter face: "Alas, let's tell you the truth, this time, I only brought a sword!"

Liu Wentian suddenly became interested, this second young man of the Fan family only brought a sword, it must not be ordinary!

He asked, "What sword?"

Fan Er said with a smug face: "Burning Moon Sword!"

"Burning Moon Sword?" Liu Wentian, who had the two divine senses of Emperor Tianyan and Qin Ziyi, Rao was more knowledgeable, and his mouth opened wide in shock.

The corners of his mouth raised, touched his chin and said, "The Burning Moon Sword ranks thirteenth in the "Hundred Weapons Spectrum" evaluated by Fuxian Building!"

"Guilty of such a spiritual soldier, you would actually carry it with you. You're not afraid of being snatched away?"

Fan Er laughed and said, "Who dares! In this Longxiang City, anyone who knows who I am has to provide for me, such as Gu Ruoyun, the deputy pavilion master of the Refining Pavilion;

At this moment, the battle in Long Xiangchi had ended, and the sword in Qin Wu's hand was obviously also a spirit soldier, and he broke the sword of the young man in white with one move, seriously injuring him.

Qin Wuzheng was holding a shiny sword, proudly pointing at a young man who had fallen to the ground, and sarcastically said, "Even you, are you worthy of holding a sword?"

The young man's face was pale, and most of the white clothes on his body had turned red, and his eyes were full of fear, and he shouted: "Go around me, don't dare next time!"

But Qin Wu didn't stop, he said fiercely: "Just now, I asked you to abandon your sword and surrender, you dare not listen." Now, it's too late!"

After saying that, he stabbed the right leg of the white-clothed young man with another sword, and the young man screamed and almost fainted.

Liu Wentian's eyes suddenly showed a hint of anger, of course he would not forget that in Manshan, he was attacked by the two brothers Qin Wen and Qin Wu, if it wasn't for his own move, he would have died under their sneak attack.

Unexpectedly, this Qin Wu, not only arrived at Longxiang Academy, but also was so arrogant and vicious.

"You're far away again!" Liu Wentian thought of something, and quickly said, "Take it out and give it to me!"

Fan Er said helplessly: "Burning Moon Sword, I really can't give it to you!, however, I have a Xuan-level Phantom Sun Spear, although it is not as good as the Burning Moon Sword, it is also extremely sharp, do you want it?"

"There are so many treasures in the Fan family!" Liu Wentian never thought that Fan Er would really give himself the Burning Moon Sword, which ranked thirteenth in the "Hundred Weapons Spectrum", but he deliberately said that he had to ask for that sword, it was just to get a better spiritual weapon.

He touched his chin and smiled with satisfaction: "Then let's shoot the sun!"

But seeing Fan Er take off a light blue bracelet from his chubby hand, he urged the aura, and then his hand shook, and a dark green gun appeared in his hand.

The spear was about the same length as a normal sword, shorter than a normal spear, longer than an ordinary spear, and most peculiarly, there was a looming crack on the tip of the spear.

Fan Er handed the gun to Liu Wentian and said, "Take it, this Phantom Sun Gun can be used for two purposes, both as a gun and as a sword!"

Liu Wentian nodded, took it, threw it to Gu Qingyang, and said with a smile: "Qingyang, aren't you missing a sword to take advantage of, this is a Xuan-level spirit soldier, one level higher than Yang Wenlan's Wuling sword level, you will use it!"

Gu Qingyang's eyes lit up, the last time he was in Manshan, he saw that Yang Wenlan's Wuling Sword was indestructible, and there was a faint wind and thunder sword aura, which made him envious.

Unexpectedly, he could also have a weapon more powerful than the Wuling sword, he quickly took it, caressed the body of the gun with both hands, and cherished it from top to bottom.

"Wentian, you are kind to me, I can't repay you, what is there in the future, just say it!" Gu Qingyang glanced at Liu Wentian gratefully, and said excitedly.

"Our brothers, what's polite?" Liu Wentian patted Gu Qingyang's shoulder and said with a smile.

Fan Er's eyes widened, and he said suspiciously: "It turns out that you are dead and even use blackmail threats, but you don't want weapons for yourself!"

Liu Wentian said leisurely: "You didn't say that my meridians are all wasted, and the weapons are just decorations, it's too wasteful to let me go!"

"Hehe, damn it, I found you quite interesting!" Fan Er scratched his head and suddenly smiled weirdly: "However, if I talk a little more about this gun, you won't be so calm and generous!"

Liu Wentian said casually: "Yes, you can try!"

Fan Er said: "This gun has been used by the former gun god, that is, my uncle Fan Jianghai!"

Liu Wentian said: "It's nothing, your uncle has to use a lot of weapons! Do you also want to treasure the slippers he used?"

Fan Er said: "This spear is extremely sharp, although it is not as sharp as my Burning Moon Sword, but the tip of the spear is made of third-level star meteorite, and the sharpness and hardness are almost no less than that of the Burning Moon Sword!"

Liu Wentian said: "Almost? That means that after all, it is not as good as your Burning Moon Sword, what is so rare!"

Seeing that Liu Wentian was still unmoved, Fan Er gritted his teeth and finally made a killer move: "See the golden crack on the gun, it is the entrance to the storage space, the most important thing is that all the things stored in it can be converted into energy and continuously used by the gunmen!"

"Oh?" Liu Wentian was finally moved, he quickly picked up the gun and looked at it, and sure enough, he saw that the crack was different from the ordinary damage, and it seemed to have a deep sense of illusion when he looked at it.

"Well, this is where the value of the Phantom Sun Gun increases!" Liu Wentian nodded, patted Gu Qingyang's shoulder and laughed: "Qingyang, you are really blessed! What I can't put in the future, I can put it here!"

His laughter was so loud that the disciples of the Long Xiang Academy around Long Xiang Chi all turned their eyes to this side.

Few people know that he did it on purpose!

At this moment, Qin Wu was originally immersed in the pleasure of humiliating the white-clothed young man, and he wanted to let all the people in Longxiang Academy see his viciousness, and tell them in this way: In the future, don't mess with me! Don't grab cultivation resources from me!

When he saw someone snatching his focus, he looked at Liu Wentian's side, and was suddenly stunned, with an extremely cold light in his eyes.

He has been in Longxiang Academy for three months, not only has his martial arts level broken through the peak of the Lingwu Realm, but he has also practiced the Xuan-level swordsmanship "Demon Hunting Sword", which is powerful, and he has not lost eleven battles so far.

He has risen to the forty-first place in the list of 300 freshmen in Longxiang Academy.

He gritted his teeth and said, "It's really a narrow road! Look at how I clean you up this time!"