Ye Fantian smiled and said, "This kid is not simple. If he can stay with my Ye family, my Ye family will be the first family in Fa'an City in the future."

Ye Fantian's words were filled with deep appreciation, but then they turned into loneliness. How could a genius like Chu Han stay with them, a small Ye parent?

Ye Xin, who was standing beside him, smiled slightly when he heard what Ye Fantian said, staring straight at the young man in black and white hair in the field. The clothes that seemed extremely ordinary on him made her feel a special ordinary aura. It was like a peerless sword hidden under an ordinary scabbard, exuding a sharp sword energy that was not dared to be despised...

Chu Han on the venue did not care about the shouts of the onlookers, and gently put away his sword and was about to step down.

"Young man, stay!" The old man in gray in the middle of the Zhang family shouted softly.

Chu Han turned his head and looked at the old man, and his heart was trembling. His perception was extraordinary. Under his perception, although this old man in gray looked ordinary, he felt extremely dangerous. Although he didn't see very clearly, he could at least have the strength of the Zhenwu realm, which was definitely not something he could resist now.

"I wonder what you have to do with me?" After thinking about it, Chu Han still clasped his fists and said, "He didn't want to anger this old guy, otherwise it would be bad if he was slapped to death."

Chu Han's attitude made the old man quite satisfied. He stroked his beard and smiled, "I dare not talk to you when I see the sect, but I like your sword very much. I am willing to exchange it for a earth-level spiritual medicine. I wonder what you think?"

He originally wanted to put on the airs of the elders of the sect and let these warriors in the barbarian land see the temperament of the people in their sects, but in front of everyone, if he showed any power, he would inevitably be disgusted by others and his senses towards Tianxiang Pavilion would decline.

Moreover, Chu Han's attitude is also good, and he can't do anything too arrogant.

Upon hearing this, Chu Han was full of surprise. What routine is this? This old guy wants to buy his own sword? Could it be that it is because of the realm that he discovered that there is something special about his own sword?

Chu Han smiled faintly and said, "Sorry, senior, this sword was given to me by my master before his death. No amount of treasures can be exchanged with it."

A tactful method of rejection is very simple. What the world values ​​most is elders and younger generations, filial piety, etc. It is legitimate to deliberately fabricate a master's relics, which makes people unable to find fault.

Sure enough, as soon as Chu Han said this, the old man looked a little ugly, but it was also a bit difficult to say. They were originally called the righteous sect of Tianxiang Pavilion. If he refuted such a filial piety, wouldn’t he slapped himself in the face?

"In this way, I will pay five times the price to buy this sword and let you join my Tianxiang Pavilion, which is enough, right?" The old man was thinking three times, and he still spoke. The mystery of the sword deeply attracted him.

As a first-class force in the world, he is very knowledgeable. In this Fa'an City, it is just a small place in his eyes. There is no treasure to attract attention. Even the city lord's sword is an ordinary person in his eyes. However, when he saw Chu Han's ordinary sword, he could not see through what material the sword was made of, nor what level of weapon this sword was, so he wanted to pay a big price to study it.

"Sorry, senior, I really can't obey my fate." Seeing that the old man was reluctant to give in, Chu Han gradually lost his patience. He clasped his fists and turned around and left, ignoring the old man.

"Bold! I'm giving you something to exchange for your sword to lift you up. Even if I don't give you anything, you have to hand over the sword obediently!" Seeing that Chu Han had left directly, the old man immediately said furiously.

As the elder of the outer sect of Tianxiang Pavilion, even if the city lord came to this barbaric land, he would respect him very much. Who dared to contradict his majesty? But Chu Han ignored him and left directly. He thought Chu Han was provoking his majesty and could not spare him easily.

Chu Han's lips raised a sneer: "What are you saying, Senior? You are the elder of the righteous sect. Do you still have to do such banditry?"

"What a sharp-tongued little beast. How dare you contradict Lord Zhao Yan. Don't you want to live anymore? Come and take him down!" Zhang Lei saw that the situation had changed, and jumped out and cursed.

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of Zhang family guards rushed to the sky stone platform to surround Chu Han, and the atmosphere became tense in an instant.

The sudden change in the field made Detian Shitai much quieter. Everyone looked at each other, a little surprised why there was a conflict after saying a few words. Could it be that the Zhang family members could not afford to lose?

"Zhang Lei, what do you want to do?!"

Maybe others won’t say anything, but the Ye family members have to come forward. At that moment, a group of figures flashed down from the platform, and finally all flashed into the square and appeared beside Chu Han.

"Zhang Lei, Zhang Yu has lost this competition today. Does your Zhang family want to repent in public? Do you still want your old face?!" Ye Fantian glared at Zhang Lei and shouted coldly: "Tianshitai is the public arena of Fa'an City. On this competition, life and death are all in peace. Isn't your Zhang family not unaware of this? Besides, Zhang Yu has not been beaten to death yet, so you dare to challenge authority so openly. Are you trying to overthrow the city lord's mansion and become king?"

This was a big hat that was directly slapped on Zhang Lei's head. All the world is the king's land. If the Zhang family can be reborn as the king, then I am afraid that even the City Lord's Mansion and even the Tianxiang Pavilion will not be able to protect the Zhang family. When the emperor was angry, he would be buried in a million corpses and blood flowed into a river. Fengshuang City is the best proof, and hundreds of millions of people were all slaughtered!

After being scolded by Ye Fantian, Zhang Lei's face couldn't help but tremble. His eyes were fierce and he smiled angrily: "Stop putting a big hat on my head. My Zhang family does not have the ability to become king. The matter now is not the matter between our Zhang family and the Ye family. Forget this kid's injury to my son, the problem now is that this kid dares to contradict Senior Zhao Yan. Senior Zhao Yan is a guest of my Zhang family. I have to take care of this matter. Will your Ye family dare to fight against Tianxiang Pavilion for an outsider?"
Chapter completed!