The feeling of being stared at, Xiao Wanfeng only recalled the look in the Tao Palace Master's eyes, and felt that it was not what it felt like.

"Buzz!"

But as soon as he finished speaking and Cheng Xie made no move, the sound of swords could be heard at the west gate of Fusang City.

The flying snow is like weaving, flying in the air.

When the sword roars, everything falls.

Xiao Wanfeng's expression changed, and he secretly thought something was wrong. When he turned around, he saw that Xuan Cang had ignored his restraint and soared into the sky, attracting hundreds of eyes.

"Don't do it!"

Xiao Wanfeng's face turned green.

Xuan Cang turned a blind eye and the sword shook.

The sealing belt wrapped around its body shattered.

At that time, the divine light descended from the sky and the divine sword came out of the dust. All the ancient sword cultivators in Fusang City were attracted by the sword intention, and their faces were horrified. All those who wore swords, all drew their swords out of their scabbards and bowed in the air.

The ten thousand miles sword has a melodious meaning.

The stone fell into the lake of my heart, and everyone around me was conscious of it.

Even from Cheng Xie's sleeves, two small white swords as thin as fingers flew out, floating on the top, and the sword light was bright, as a counterattack.

"boom!"

Xuan Cang lifted it up in the air and was three feet taller.

The sword intent roared down, and all the spiritual swords, including Xiao Qixiu's sword, could not withstand the pressure and fell to the ground.

The two needles of the Dudu Hidden Sword are trembling, but they are still resisting, and they can still climb up.

"boom!

Xuan Cang stood tall again, seemingly very obsessed.

This time, the golden dragon of luck that had been accumulated in the Holy Temple for thousands of years was coiled around its sword body, and it gave birth to an absolute name that had been cultivated since the era of chaos.

Snap!

The double needles of the Hidden Sword finally could not withstand the pressure and fell back into Cheng Xie's hands.

It has been lonely for too long, and the person holding the sword has not been visible in the past. The famous sword has been too obscure. Even if its essence is good, it is inferior to Xuan Cang in today's era. This is undisputed.

“Buzz buzz buzz—”

The divine sword Xuan Cang stood proudly in the air. Seeing that there was no other sword that could compete with him, he groaned one after another, which was extremely satisfying.

Xiao Wanfeng: "..."

He probably knew what was going on, but he was speechless.

Cheng Xie caught the double needles of the Hidden Sword, his face turned as black as coal. He was a contemporary Hidden Sword wielder of the Cheng family, and with the power of the double needles themselves, he couldn't catch Xuan Cang!

Xuan Cang even completely abandoned Xiao Wanfeng. Just relying on the reputation raised by the previous sword holder Rao Yaoyao could make Cheng Xie and Shuangzhen breathless!

A three-foot long sword, green and white.

Carved dragons and phoenixes are carved, and auspicious clouds are attached.

After taking off his shackles and blooming with all his glory, Xuan Cang is the only protagonist in Fusang City at this moment.

The wine shops everywhere are like boats in the deep sea, teetering on the edge of collapse under the pressure of the sword.

Everyone looked at the sword in confusion. They looked away, feeling lost. When they returned to Xiao Wanfeng, they no longer knew what to say.

Xiao Wanfeng touched his forehead with one hand, feeling really powerless now: "Okay, it's the Divine Sword Xuan Cang, my sword."

"shameful!"

Cheng Xie cursed loudly and his whole body was full of sword intent, so he could resist.

He didn't know who he was scolding. Maybe it was himself, maybe it was the double needles of the Hidden Sword. In the end, he only pointed at Xiao Wanfeng, his eyes a little red:

"What's the use of you? What's the use of you!"

"The Divine Sword Xuan Cang is so powerful with just one sword. What use is it for a sword wielder like you?"

Xiao Wanfeng's eyes suddenly widened.

What kind of unreasonable disaster is this?

He was dumbfounded by the scolding and said in disbelief: "Didn't you just suppress it with Xuan Cang's sword without even needing my help? Why are you scolding me?"

Xiao Wan took the risk and threw out the sentence "Is this angry?" and swallowed it back suddenly after noticing the eyes of the people around her.

He made people angry!

He later realized that there was no difference between this sentence and pointing at everyone around the wine shop and yelling, "Everyone here is rubbish."

"Xuan Cang!"

With this thought in mind, Xiao Wanfeng raised his head fiercely, knowing who was causing trouble in the middle, and clenched his fists tightly.

Cheng Xie's nose was about to smoke.

You are just a mere accessory, but you really think you are the master of Xuan Cang, so you scold the Divine Sword like this?

"Hand over Xuan Cang and get out of Fusang City. I won't kill you." Cheng Xie suppressed his anger and looked at Xuan Cang with burning eyes.

Xiao Wanfeng had a headache. He pointed at the dazzling sword on his head and said, "It's playing tricks on you. Don't fall into the trap. It just wants to arouse your anger and fight me..."

"Shut up!" Cheng Xie couldn't bear it anymore.

Who are you to fight with you? Are you worthy?

And Xuan Cang is causing trouble in the middle? Is Xuan Cang some kind of charming swordsman who only knows how to "click"?

It's an Excalibur!

Sacred and inviolable!

"Is it tolerable to blaspheme the divine sword over and over again, which one is intolerable?" Cheng Xie put his hands back into his sleeves, hiding his hidden sword, and his eyes were filled with anger.

"I won't fight with you." Xiao Wanfeng knew what he was going to do, and hurriedly pushed Master Shou and Shengnu out as a shield, "You are from the Cheng family. You should know that it is not easy to protect the sword. If someone... provokes you with the sword, What's the difference between opposing me and the Holy Slave trying to seize the famous sword in your hand?"

"have!"

Cheng Xie stepped forward with heavy steps, his fighting spirit rising.

Before he could say anything, he actually saw the Xuan Cang Divine Sword in the sky approaching him from a distance, seemingly trying to please him...

Xuan Cang, do you like me?

Immediately, his arrogance became even louder, and his voice became even louder: "If the Holy Slave takes away my sword, my skills are not as good as others, but I am willing to do so, because he is the Eighth Master, and you..."

"I?"

Xiao Wanfeng is still a human being, and people have seven emotions and six desires. After being ignored so many times, it would be a lie to say that he is not angry. His voice dropped, "What's wrong with me?"

Cheng Xie sneered, with a fierce look in his eyes, and a commanding aura that struck people's hearts: "How can you compare to me?"

good!

Then fight!

Xiao Wanfeng is as self-restrained as Xiao Wanfeng, but he can't bear it now.

However, Xuan Cang shook violently in mid-air and the buzzing sound continued. He highly praised Cheng Xie's indomitable spirit in cultivating the ancient sword, but despised Xiao Wanfeng's repeated retreat, and even had a tendency to "surrender to the enemy".

Xiao Wanfeng: "..."

He couldn't hold it in any longer, so he stretched out his hand to grab it, but it was not aimed at Cheng Xie, but at the divine sword in the sky: "Stop playing, get down here!"

"Woo——"

Xuan Cang let out a sad cry, fell uncontrollably, and was caught by Xiao Wanfeng.

Everyone around the wine shop jumped in disbelief when they saw this.

Is this different from a goddess from heaven who fell to earth and was grabbed by a dirty homeless man sleeping on the street?

"court death!"

Cheng Xie's eyes were about to burst. When he saw Xuan Cang being held in such a hand by someone who showed his kindness to him, he raised his sleeves and was about to take action.

Xiao Wanfeng held the divine sword Xuan Cang. He flicked the sword's edge and pointed at Cheng Xie who was about to come:

"You are the one seeking death!"

The cold light swooped over the mulberry trees, and Cheng Xie felt chills all over his body.

The hair on his body stood on end, and at one moment he had the intention of dying.

This Xiao Wanfeng... no, the Xuan Cang Divine Sword, just the point of the sword's edge, can put so much pressure on people?

What a sword!

How could such a good sword fall into the hands of Xiao Wanfeng? This is like a pearl covered in dust!

"How dare you?!"
To be continued...