"Old fellow, it's not dead yet!" Ran Hesong laughed fiercely, urging the sword light to sneak around while Bu Binhai was busy fending off the other people's flying swords.

Bu Binhai's divine sense had already seen Ran Hesong's flying sword, but his sword light had been entangled by more than ten other sword lights, and he couldn't save it at all. He could only make the Origin Law struggle to one side.

Blood splattered, and Ran Hesong's sword light pierced through Bu Binhai's body and came out from the other end. Although it didn't stab him in the heart, Ran Hesong's flying sword was thick and wide, and blood surged from both ends of the transparent hole left by Bu Binhai. This made Bu Binhai, who was already not lightly injured, suddenly languishing, and his feet were soft, and he actually sat on the ground.

More than a dozen sword lights placed against Bu Binhai in the air took advantage of the situation to attack fiercely, and Bu Binhai's flying sword was constantly pressed down, and it was less than three feet away from the top of his head.

Bu Binhai was sad in his heart. It's not that he is reluctant to give up his old bones, but he deeply regrets that he can't see the revival of the Cangyun Sect in his lifetime.

What he was most worried about now was that since the news that he and Feng Lingzi had come out to pick up Gongsun Qi had been leaked, in case Gongsun Qi and his party also encountered an accident, Cangyun Sect would have to miss a first-class genius disciple who had been found with great difficulty. This is the hope for the rise of the Cangyun Sect!

"It's time to die this time!" Ran Hesong urged the sword light, and took advantage of Bu Binhai's almost powerless ability to parry and sneaked over from the side again.

This is one of the legendary five elders of Cangyun, and today Ran Hesong wants to abolish the other party's dantian and humiliate this old guy.

A sword arc like a wheel suddenly flew out, shaking Ran Hesong's flying sword into the air.

Immediately afterward, more sword arc shadows continued to bombard those air thieves who were frantically besieging the two elders of Cangyun.

Each sword arc was like a wheel, as fast as the wind.

The arcs are layered on top of each other, and anyone will be amazed by the spectacle if they are watched from a distance.

These sword arc flywheels are not just good-looking, they sweep over the sky and the sun, and they are simply invincible.

There are constantly air thieves who are hit by the sword arc flywheel, either seriously injured and dying, or directly killed.

Once upon a time, this airspace was crowded with dozens of air pirates. How arrogant and arrogant it is.

However, in an instant, none of these air pirates were intact.

The vast majority of air thieves during the Qi training period were directly killed on the spot, and only seven or eight air thieves who practiced Qi Great Perfection were lucky not to die, but they also completely lost the ability to continue fighting.

The leaders of the four groups of air thieves, that is, the four air thieves in the foundation building period led by Ran Hesong, were also injured one by one.

At this moment, all four of them looked in one direction in horror—the source of this endless arc flywheel.

"Cao Fan, the heir of vicissitude, has seen the second elder. Cao Fan stood at the head of the cloud dragon boat and bowed to the second elder of Cangyun. This is his heartfelt respect for these two venerable old men.

"Heirs of bad luck?" Bu Binhai was overjoyed. When the Cangyun Sect was destroyed by the Qingtian Sect, they were not necessarily the only survivors. Over the years, the five of them had been longing for the other Cangyun disciples who had escaped to come and meet after learning the news of the rebuilding of the Cangyun Sect, so that the sect could recover as soon as possible.

It's a pity that they have waited for 80 years, but they have never seen a single colleague come to them. Unexpectedly, they were in a desperate situation today, but they finally had news of the succession of misfortune.

This is obviously a disciple of the same sect who escaped at the beginning, and he couldn't imagine that the Cangyun Sect would actually produce such a powerful genius disciple.

"This sword just now seems to be ......" Feng Lingzi couldn't believe his eyes.

Although the Eight Swords of Cangyun have long been lost, the power effect of each sword move is familiar to almost every disciple of the Cangyun Sect.

"This is the third sword among the eight swords of Cangyun, the Gluttonous Wind Wheel Arc Shadow Sword. Cao Fan smiled at Feng Lingzi.

"Eight swords of luck. Old man, did you hear that? This is really the Eight Swords of Luck!" Feng Lingzi was ecstatic, at this time he had long forgotten the pain in his broken arm, and excitedly grabbed Bu Binhai with his other arm and said.

"God, you have finally opened your eyes!" Bu Binhai also completely forgot about the serious injuries on his body, and shouted loudly to the sky.

A yellow sword light suddenly stabbed towards him from behind Cao Fan, and Ran Hesong finally couldn't resist it. The timing he chose was quite good, and it can be said that it was the moment when the two generations of Cangyun people recognized each other and relaxed their vigilance. This sneak attack was faster and more ruthless than what he had dealt with Bu Binhai before.

Ran Hesong has already used all his strength.

Feng Lingzi was shocked. He and Bu Binhai both suffered big losses under Ran Hesong's sneak attack, and one of his arms was cut off by the other party's tricks. At this time, seeing that the other party's old trick was repeated, and the target was Cao Fan, who was able to use the third sword of Cangyun, such an important successor of Cangyun, he suddenly panicked in his heart. When he wanted to open his mouth to warn, the yellow sword light was already less than a foot away from the back of Cao Fan's neck.

The shadow of the stick flickered, Cao Fan turned around and swept away with a stick, and the golden sword light was hit right at once, and his spirituality was lost, and he was directly smashed and flew away.

Ran Hesong forcibly suppressed the crazy surging qi and blood, and quickly pinched his hands. Since sword fighting is not good, then fight the method. He didn't believe that he couldn't do such a young boy as a strong man in the late stage of foundation building.

The other three air pirate leaders in the middle stage of foundation building also saw the doorway, and they all pinched the trick and cast spells together. What they used was a trapping technique, preparing to cooperate with Ran Hesong to trap and kill Cao Fan in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Cao Fan's trace suddenly disappeared in front of the eyes of these people, and was replaced by a rain of flying swords in the sky. Thousands of flying swords stabbed down on their heads at a rapid pace, that kind of astonishing momentum, that kind of despair that there was nowhere to escape, only the four major air pirate leaders who were among them could truly experience it.

Ran Hesong was horrified in his heart, at this time, where could he still care about attacking Cao Fan, and hurriedly sacrificed a magic weapon shield to turn it into a giant, trying to block the overwhelming rain of swords.

A strong sense of crisis suddenly struck, and Ran Hesong screamed violently, "Not good!", and his body was about to retreat. Then he saw a figure suddenly appear in front of him, and stabbed out with a sword.

At this time, Ran Hesong's figure had already flown out, but the sword was faster than thunder and lightning, and the pursuit came and stabbed into his body with a "poof".

Ran Hesong's body fell weakly from the air.

"All of this turned out to be an illusion, such a powerful sword!"

It was the last consciousness in his brain before he died.

The other three air thief leaders in the middle of foundation building were even more unspared, and they fell to the ground one after another. Cao Fan's figure chased after him and sent them one by one.

After a short time, the three air thief leaders had already collapsed to the ground with their whole bodies paralyzed, and they all looked at Cao Fan with frightened expressions. They didn't know what the terrible god of killing was going to do against them next.

The spiritual power obtained by casting the Spirit Snatching ** is not the spiritual power of Heavenly Fortune, and a complex transformation process is also required in the middle. But these spiritual powers occupied Cao Fan's own spiritual power storage space, making his whole body's spiritual power bulging and full, which was quite uncomfortable.

"Could this be the first of the eight swords of fortune?" Feng Lingzi said with a shocked gaze.

Previously, he and Bu Binhai thought that Cao Fan had just mastered the sword moves of the Eight Swords of Cangyun by chance, but now it seems that Cao Fan will not only know the sword of the "Gluttonous Wind Wheel".

"Yes, this is the long-lost Vientiane Tianhua, the Zhenzong of my Cangyun Sect. Bu Binhai said excitedly and proudly.

The young man in front of him is not only the authentic heir of the vicissitudes, but also the inheritor of the eight swords of the Zhenzong.

In the past dynasties of the Cangyun Sect, only the sect master knew how to cast the Eight Swords of Cangyun. In other words, they had waited for eighty years for the five elders of Cangyun, and finally looked forward to the choice of the sect leader who could bring the Cangyun Sect to the road of revival and rise.

At this time, the two elders of Cangyun did not hesitate any longer, regardless of the injuries of their bodies, they tidied up their outfits a little and bowed down to Cao Fan together, "Cangyun disciples Bu Binhai and Feng Lingzi, meet the sect master." ”

Cao Fan hurriedly picked up the two elders of the Cangyun Sect and said sincerely: "I got the ancestor Yuan Shen Body to personally pass on the Eight Swords of Cangyun by chance, and promised to lead the Cangyun Sect to rise again. The second elder rest assured, in my Cao Fan's lifetime, I will definitely work hard to restore the glory of the Cangyun Sect to its former glory. ”

Bu Binhai and Feng Lingzi, two old people who have lived for more than a hundred years, couldn't help but cry at this moment. God is pitiful, the ancestor has not forgotten the Cangyun Sect.

Since the loss of the Eight Swords of Cangyun, the Cangyun Sect has passed down a prophecy:

The day when the Eight Swords of Cangyun reappear is the time when the Cangyun Sect rises again.

Not only the two elders of Cangyun, but Gongsun Qi on the cloud dragon boat also excitedly visited Cao Fan. He always felt that Cao Fan seemed to be the legendary Eight Swords of Cangyun, but his knowledge was far inferior to the second elder of Cangyun, and the Eight Swords of Cangyun had long been lost, so he didn't dare to admit it at that time.

At this moment, he was also in tears like the second elder.

Reviving the Cangyun Sect has always been the dream of every Cangyun person. Now that the Eight Swords of Cangyun have really reappeared in the world, this means that the heroic master of Cangyun Sect, who has been sleeping for many years, has finally really woken up! The days of being bullied and precarious in the past will be completely gone.

Cao Fan picked up Gongsun Qi, then turned around and pulled Fang Ruyang out, flew down in front of the other three air thief leaders, shook people on the ground, and said coldly: "Who are you instructed by this time, who is the traitor of the Cangyun Sect who leaked the news, and whoever speaks out first will avoid death." ”