Just a glance, a sense of familiarity appeared in Chen Qian's heart, and a name jumped out of his heart.

Pan Gan!

Chen Qian was a little unfamiliar with this person, but he had an impression that his cultivation level reached Chen Qian's level. Not only did he have physical tempers, but his spirit was polished at all times, with clear ears and clear eyes and memory that was very comparable to people. People who only had a few encounters could remember immediately.

Pan Gan met this on Longshou Mountain back then, but he had no close friends, nor did he leave any deep impression on Chen Qian. He was just a passerby, but unexpectedly, the passerby suddenly appeared and took Chen Qian's goal for the trip in his hand, looking like he had a different idea.

What he was holding in his hand was the inheritance of the Sword Sect, the Blood-Divide Sword!

The reason why Chen Qian came to the capital of Daxi this time, even in the end, fought fiercely with Emperor Daxi and killed him. Although it was to prove martial arts and stretch his will, the ultimate lead was this long sword.

Be entrusted by others and be loyal to people.

Jian Shiqi has been guarding the Chen Family Escort Agency for five years because of a promise. During these five years, due to the suppression of the rules of the Northwest, he was unable to let go of his cultivation and advance to the innate level. This is also the reason why Jian Shiqi can jump several levels in one breath. His character has long reached the innate level. He just wants to station the Chen Family Escort Agency, so he has been suppressing his cultivation and staying in the northwest.

Repaying his favor, Chen Qian has agreed to take the sword for Seventeen and continue the inheritance of the Sword Sect, even when facing the Daxi National Master and the Emperor, he did not retreat at all, and directly turned upside down.

Even the Daxi National Master and the Emperor, Chen Qian was not afraid at all. What's more, Pan Gan?

Therefore, as soon as he regained control of his body, Chen Qian immediately took action and grabbed it with one hand. The Zhenyuan palm flew into the air, and in a blink of an eye, he grabbed Pan Gan several hundred feet!

Speaking of Pan Gan, the moment Chen Qian's eyes were cast, his hair suddenly rose and his heart was creepy.

This time he came north to search for the world's divine weapons for the next divine weapons conference.

The King of Ten Thousand Soldiers in the copper furnace of heaven and earth was about to be released, and there were still a few divine weapons to supplement it. However, for several years, almost all the divine weapons on the land of Zhongzhou have been collected by Zangfeng Villa. The rest are either lost and difficult to find, or the master of the divine weapon is a person who cannot be provoked. He dare not force it.

This time Pan Gan came to the capital of Daxi for a legendary soul-leaving shuttle. He never thought about it but had extra gains. He first saw the dragon-toothed sword in Chen Qian's hand and felt very moved. Unfortunately, the long sword was broken. However, he did not expect that after a fierce battle, the famous blood-dividing sword on the divine weapon list fell not far away by chance. For a moment, the soldier-seeking flute in his hand was trembling and commotion.

Although he saw the previous scene and knew that Chen Qian was not easy to mess with, Pan Gan, who took it as his mission to save the world, still pulled out the Blood-Divide Sword without hesitation.

"Compared with the catastrophe in the world, what is my personal life and death?"

The sword trembled and wanted to fly out with his hands, but it also proved that the sword had a spirit and was a real magic weapon!

However, in a blink of an eye, the vital energy vibrates and pressure comes. The feeling of a disaster is coming. The rushing Zhenyuan palm makes a loud noise, shaking around, so that Pan Gan has the illusion of the sky collapse and the earth breaks.

However, since he dared to pull his teeth from his tiger's mouth, he certainly would not be unprepared. He gritted his teeth and took out a dark blue dagger from his arms and stabbed it into his chest!

Hurry!

Blood gushed out and spilled all over the ground, but the blood emitted a wave of faint light.

"Zi Bian returns to his position!"

As he howled, Pan Gan looked pale, blue veins appeared on his forehead, and his whole body was trembling.

Boom!

At this time, Zhenyuan, who was galloping towards him, slapped his palm on the ground, and the ground was immediately split into pieces, sand and soil were stirring, and houses within a radius of five or six meters collapsed one after another!

But Chen Qian's brows frowned.

His palm was slapped in vain!

Chen Qian's true energy palm was used by the method of the Roaring Dragon Great Hand Seal. With the explosion, even an innate master like the elder of the Nine Fist Sect could not resist and was directly beaten into flesh paste. Although Pan Gan only showed up, Chen Qian had already seen through the other party's foundation and knew that it was the cultivation level of the Zhoutian realm, and it was absolutely unlucky to do it after a shot.

But, the other party disappeared from the spot the moment his palm fell!

The palm of the true essence collapsed and disappeared, and finally turned into invisible. A pool of blood was left on the shattered land, emitting a dark blue color, and waves emanating from it, about to dissipate.

"Huh? Take advantage of the situation to rob?" Chen Qian's heart moved, his sense extended, and then his face showed his clarity, "So that's it, this man actually holds a treasure of rules or a weapon with similar effects. However, even so, don't try to grab things under Chen's nose!"

Chen Qian thought, grabbed his left hand forward with a weak grasp.

A faint sword rule was floating around him, which was about to dissipate, but was caught all of a sudden. The power of these rules was originally related to Chen Qian's consciousness because of the Sword Seventeen. Although it was not restricted and could not be stored, it could be simply driven.

Chen Qian had a thought and swung his left hand forward. The rules in his hand shot out, stabbing the blood, and then spread out, wrapping up the slightest slightest, peeling off the fluctuations emitted from the dark blue luster.

In the dark, the two rules overlap and resonate, and Chen Qian captured the connection and context.

Then, he spread his right hand, and the Laogong acupoint trembled, and the five-colored halo flashed, condensed, and turned into a colorful light ball. The person had an inexplicable aura spread. The qi species in the dantian trembled, and invisible power spread out in the cracks on the surface, melting straight into the colorful light ball.

"go!"

Chen Qian kept swaying his right hand, and he also swung his light balls, reaching the bloodstains. The two rules trembled and released the power of the rules!

Swish!

The light ball disappears directly!

Then, Chen Qian did not look at it, but turned around and looked at the other side, his eyes locked on one person.

"Ye Yi, since you are here, Chen naturally cannot leave you with a disaster. You and I are enemies and are irreconcilable. Since we have encountered each other, there is no reason to let it go!"

After the words came, the remaining sword rules in Chen Qian's hand swung and shot straight in that direction!

Just now, he was barely hung up in the air. Although his body was weak, he was still sensitive to external hostility. No hostility or murderous intent could escape the sensing. Ye Yi originally locked his mind and did not reveal his thoughts, but in the end he was determined to take action and even accumulate strength. He wanted to kill with one blow. At the critical moment, he was shocked by the sword light. His mind finally scattered. How could he escape Chen Qian's perception?

Since breaking the thunder cloth bag, Chen Qian has already guessed that Ye Yi was here, but the other party was murderous and exposed on his own initiative. How could he miss this opportunity!

boom!

The rules of the sword were vast and shot over, without reservation. The gravels, fragments, even armor, short swords and weapons of the soldiers in the city rose out of thin air, gathered in the air, and formed a giant sword that was hundreds of feet long and twenty feet wide!

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

In the giant sword, the sound of gold and iron colliding was clearly transmitted, the sword body was speeding rapidly, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Ye Yi, whose face changed drastically!

……………………

Thousands of miles away, Shuizhou, Zangfeng Villa.

The woman in gorgeous clothes was looking at Pan Gan with a pale face.

At this time, Pan Gan was as angry as a slept, half of his body was covered in blood, and almost half of his life was left, especially his right arm, which was broken shoulder-to-shoulder, and white bones were exposed in the wound, which made the faces of the servants who saw this scene change continuously.

Around him was an open courtyard, with more than a dozen outstanding servants and disciples. Under him was a stone platform, which was in a disc shape, with lines painted on it, and a winding and twisting iron crutch, with a man standing at the center of the stone platform.

"Master of the Manor, Pan Gan knew he had made a big mistake, but the catastrophe was coming. If the king of ten thousand soldiers was not released and the Lord of Destiny could not be found, he would not be able to perform his due responsibilities at that time, and he would be more likely to be controlled by evil demons and endanger the world!"

Pan Gan said while spitting blood, but his expression was particularly solemn.

The woman in the gorgeous clothes sighed, waved her hand, and a long sword on the shelf flew into the air, hovering around in the air, then pierced directly into Pan Gan's right shoulder, with a clang, connected with the white bones, and then made a clicking sound, breaking into two pieces, and then splitting into pieces of fragments.

Then, the woman bounced her fingers and shot a pill, landing on Pan Gan's bloody shoulders and flesh. The flesh immediately grew wildly. After a while, a right arm formed, but the palm was still soft.

However, the wound on his chest stopped the blood and slowly healed.

"I saved you this time, not because you are my younger brother, but because of your determination," the woman in the Chinese costume still looked solemn after doing these things. "However, the mistake you made this time is too serious. Let me tell you the truth. The God's Operation has already warned you for this matter. I was about to send a thousand-mile voice to warn you, but it didn't have time. He was particularly nervous this time, and it didn't seem to be a trivial matter."

Pan Gan's face was pale, but his expression was much better, leaving only a little tired look. He nodded after hearing this: "This time the matter is endless, but I, Pan Gan, take it alone. The man has extraordinary cultivation, but it will take some time to find him here. During this period, the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers has been released, and there may be a person who responds to his will, and he can get this extraordinary divine weapon! Clarify the universe!"

The woman in the Chinese costume shook her head: "Things are not as simple as you think, otherwise the God's Purposer won't... Forget it, wait until he wakes up and ask in detail."

Hearing this, Pan Gan nodded, touched the sword beside him, and his expression became more and more righteous.

Just then.

"Yeah? Not good!" The woman in gorgeous clothes suddenly changed her expression.

At the same time, strange fluctuations spread behind Pan Gan.

Then, a colorful ball of light appeared quietly above the iron crutch.
Chapter completed!