(There's only this chapter today.,I'm about to finish my defense.,I've been in a hurry lately.,Forgive me~~)

The sound of the sword like Jin Ge's iron horse echoed in the valley, as if the gods and demons were roaring, the sword intent was surging, and there was a terrifying killing aura in the swallowing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ye Qingguan didn't expect the rumors to be true, Xingchentang, which had been destroyed for decades, even had a peerless divine sword for birth, which had been buried deep underground.

"This sword is mine. An Lanxuan suddenly said something thoughtlessly, which startled Ye Qingguan, but when he saw her undoubted, extremely firm eyes, he didn't know what to say.

Could it be that she was a disciple of Xingchentang in her last life? Ye Qingguan made such a conjecture.

But how does Mingyue Pool explain?

In Ye Qingguan's stunned eyes, An Lanxuan rushed out like this, and appeared in front of everyone in a grand manner, making Ye Qingguan's head big for a while.

And the sound of the sword under the ground became even more terrifying, and a terrifying sword intent rose here, making everyone's ancient swords tremble, as if the subjects were greeting the emperor.

But in the sword box behind Ye Qingguan, the ancient sword came with a powerful battle intent, trembling with excitement, which made Ye Qingguan feel amazed, the only thing that can make the fourth famous sword of the Sword Pavilion have a fighting intent is the peerless famous sword like the top ten of the Sword Pavilion, doesn't it mean that the sword in the underground is qualified to rank among the top ten of the Sword Pavilion?

And in the midst of the ruins, the people of the Beiming family, the Nangong family, and the Ximen family were all stunned for a while when they saw a strange woman suddenly appear.

"Who are you, dare to break into here?" a disciple of the Northern Underworld family shouted, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and he was about to do it if he didn't agree with him.

An Lanxuan glanced at him lightly, disdainful.

Such a contemptuous look made the disciple of the Northern Underworld family blush, felt a thick humiliation, and took a step forward to make a move, but the man in the black shirt fell from the stone sword, stopped him, stared straight at An Lanxuan, and asked, "Who is Your Excellency?"

An Lanxuan finally glanced at him squarely, and said lightly: "The person who came to get his things back." ”

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank: "I don't know what Your Excellency wants to take?"

"A sword. ”

The muscles in the corners of the middle-aged man's eyes jumped, and the murderous intent in his heart rose.

At this time, the head of the Nangong family also came around, only the woman of the Ximen family still did not move, standing on the broken huge stone sword, dressed in white and shengxue, indescribably cold and moving, and a snow-white long sword behind her seemed to be extraordinary.

"Your Excellency, come out too. The head of the Nangong family looked at the direction where Ye Qingguan was and said lightly.

Ye Qingguan knew that he couldn't hide, so he jumped lightly and came to An Lanxuan's side.

The stewards of the Nangong family and the Beiyin family were alarmed, so that the two of them hid here, but did not alarm the disciples outside, indicating that they had climbed up from the blade-like lonely peaks around them, so it was enough to see the high skill of the two.

The steward of the Northern Underworld family looked at the two of them and said, "The four clans are acting here, I hope it is better for the two of them not to interfere, and afterwards, they will naturally give the two of them enough benefits." ”

"I only take back my own stuff. An Lanxuan's voice was still so flat, gently, but there was no doubt about it.

The eyes of the Nangong family and the steward of the Northern Hell family suddenly cooled, especially the Northern Hell family, among the four major families, only their Northern Hell family did not have any ancient swords in their hands, and this trip was with the heart of victory.

Now he heard that An Lanxuan was so ignorant, and he made up his mind to ask for that sword, which immediately made him murderous.

Zheng Zheng!

The sound of the sword roar became more and more intensive, and the sword intent full of murderous aura became more and more powerful, as if a god and demon who were locked in the ground were about to be born, and the sword roar was like an angry roar, echoing in the valley, shocking people's hearts.

"Your Excellency is also here for that sword?" the steward of the Northern Underworld family looked at Ye Qingguan.

Ye Qingguan said lightly: "No." ”

The eyes of the steward of the Northern Underworld family suddenly lit up, and he made a condition: "As long as Your Excellency withdraws, how about a thousand taels of gold afterwards?"

Before Ye Qingguan could speak, An Lanxuan spoke first: "Xiao Yezi, you can watch from the side, it's also excellent to have a thousand taels of gold to earn afterwards, anyway, money has been tight recently." ”

Since everyone said so, Ye Qingguan was naturally happy, and after shrugging his shoulders, he jumped to the side.

But he didn't know that the steward of the Beiming family had already branded him with death, and he was so affectionately called by An Lanxuan, so it was no wonder that the relationship between the two was not good.

Without warning, the steward of the Beiming family made a move, holding one hand on the hilt of the sword, and was about to take out the sword, but An Lanxuan seemed to have expected it, his slender fingers were raised, and the shot was as fast as lightning, and a palm slapped on Beimingxiu's arm, making him take back the unsheathed sword again.

The pupils of the housekeeper of the Nangong family shrank suddenly, and the face of the Northern Meditation cultivator also changed, and he opened his mouth to make a lion roar, and the majestic internal force rushed in his body, and he drank a shocking sound, suppressing the sound of the sword.

An Lanxuan was slightly distracted, Bei Mingxiu moved again, and with a sonorous sound, he was about to pull out his long sword, but unexpectedly, An Lanxuan attacked again, and pointed like a sword, and the sword at his fingertips stabbed his wrist.

Bei Ming Xiu retreated, but An Lanxuan followed like a maggot on the tarsal bone, his posture was ethereal, and he was agile and dusty, but the offensive was incomparable.

"Brother Nangong, help me!" Bei Ming Xiu knew that he was invincible, and shouted at Nangong Cheng.

Nangong Cheng also knew that it was not good to watch the battle, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed and stabbed at An Lanxuan's heart.

An Lanxuan tapped his foot and staggered to avoid this sword, and Bei Mingxiu took the opportunity to pull out his long sword and slashed it with a blow.

An Lan Xuan's jade feet tapped on the ground, and he jumped into the air lightly, forming one strange mark after another on his hand, and with her soft shout: "The sword is coming!" An even more terrifying sword roar came from the ground, like gods and demons roaring, the endless golden iron horse was echoing, the terrifying killing aura rose from the sky, and a long rainbow rose from the ground, like a volcanic eruption, straight through the sky.

Ye Qingguan's eyes widened beside him, could it be that this sword was really An Lanxuan's fault, and with her soft drink, there was such a big reaction.

And at this time outside the valley, after everyone saw such a vision in the valley, they couldn't sit still, even if it was the people of the four clans who were in front of them, they were not afraid at this time, and they didn't know who drew the sword first, and a large group of people instantly mixed together, especially the countless breaths hidden in the mountains and forests, and at this time they also rushed to the valley like crazy.

The birth of any peerless sword will lead to a bloody storm, and for a swordsman, the most important thing is the sword in his hand, for a sword, even if he gives his life away, he will not hesitate.

Roar!

The sound of the sword really turned into a roar, Ye Qingguan felt that the entire square was trembling, a thick pillar of light rose into the air, accompanied by an explosion sound, countless gravel splashed, and the terrifying sword qi spurted in all directions, flying sand and stones here, the sword momentum was vertical and horizontal, and a silver ancient sword rushed out of the ground and fell straight into An Lanxuan's hand.

On the body of the sword, there are seven bright stars, shining brightly.