Chapter 1817 Xuan Cang

Compared to the famous swords 21, there are only five of the five great artifacts of Chaos!

Compared to the sword holder Cheng Xie, who is only slightly known in the ancient sword cultivation circle, the previous sword holder of Xuan Cang Sword, Rao Yaoyao, is famous all over the world!

Although this is still not enough to make the status of the swords 21, it is weaker than the Xuan Cang Sword. After all, whether it is the sword or the sword, they are all famous swords, regardless of their quality.

But having said that, everyone has a yardstick in their hearts.

The popularity of the Xuan Cang Sword is much higher than the other famous swords ranked lower in the famous swords 21.

But...

"Didn't the Xuancang Sword be lost after the death of Sword Saint Rao? I heard that the Palace Master searched for it for half a year and couldn't find any trace of it."

"Rao Yaoyao never got Xuancang's approval in her whole life, am I right? She only had it for a short time, borrowed it, this young man..."

"Who is he? Sword Immortal? Sword Immortal's appearance? Too young, not even sixteen years old? Did he get Xuancang? Did he get it, or did he get Xuancang's approval?"

Discussions arose everywhere in the tavern.

Everyone's eyes fell on the young man that Cheng Xie had stared at, and more of them were looking at the long sword behind him.

"Is that the Xuancang Sword?"

The sword was wrapped in a sealing belt, and the whole picture could not be seen at all, leaving only the hilt.

Not many people had the honor to see what the Xuancang Sword looked like, and who could recognize it with only the hilt left?

Cheng Xie recognized it.

He had been staring at this young man for a while.

After communicating with Zuoyou Taixu and confirming that this was not a semi-saint incarnation, or a young man who was transformed by a master's evil taste, he came forward.

Cheng Xie's eyes were fixed on the young man, and his expression was very complicated.

On the one hand, his Cheng family had suffered from the saint slaves for a long time.

Just to protect the double needles of the hidden sword, a lot of resources had to be spent every year, hiring three semi-saint combat forces to cooperate with the semi-saint ancestors of the Cheng family to sit in the family together.

He knew too well the truth that "a man is innocent, but guilty of holding a treasure". In terms of emotion and heart, he completely empathized with the fear of being stared at by jackals, tigers and leopards.

But on the other hand, compared with the discomfort of the opposite boy after empathizing with him, Cheng Xie could not tolerate himself doing nothing after seeing Xuan Cang.

This is the magic sword Xuan Cang!

But who is this young man?

Cheng Xie racked his brains, but could not get a conclusion. He racked his brains and could not think of the name of this person.

There are many famous people in the ancient sword cultivation circle, but there is no place for this boy with a bone age of 17. Why did he get Xuan Cang?

Even Yaoyao couldn't protect Xuan Cang, and he couldn't sleep at night when he took the double needles out of the door. Why can he show off with the magic sword?

Cheng Xie even looked for a long time whether there was any Taixu or semi-saint guard behind this boy, and the answer was no.

Envy?

Jealousy?

Hate?

Cheng Xie asked himself, but he couldn't find an intuitive expression of his complicated emotions at the moment. The only thing he thought about and knew was that in the end there were only two words:

"Unworthy!"

Among the five great artifacts of chaos, there are four swords in Shouye, Taicheng Sword in Siren Xiansheng, and Emperor Sword in Beijianxian. These are all at the level of sword immortals, which are reasonable and will not arouse envy.

Even the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword, the last time it appeared in the world, let's take a look at the names related to it:

Eight Zun An, Youyuan Buddha, Dao Palace Master

All of them are famous and powerful!

But now, this nameless weakling has no record in the battle of sword immortals, and his past record is not impressive - or even none!

How can he be worthy of holding the Xuancang Sword?

What is the difference between this and a toad eating swan meat, or a fairy in the sky being blasphemed by a tramp?

How can an ancient sword cultivator sit back and watch such a thing with only a little chivalry in his heart?

Cheng Xie has strict family education and good self-cultivation, so he can still hold back his resentment. He only released a little sword intent and suppressed the chaos around him.

He did not give people the opportunity to take advantage of the chaos to attack and kill the boy and seize the Xuancang Sword. He stared around and forced back the people around him who were ready to move. Then he pretended to be calm and asked with a bow:

"Sir, what's your name?"

Xiao Wanfeng only felt the pressure coming from all directions with an overwhelming force - it was not the kind of fear, but helplessness.

He is a quiet person.

He practices swordplay silently and walks alone.

The last time he got so many looks, he was forced by Xu Shao to go to the Tianluo Arena and was forced to take the first place.

This is the most ostentatious time in his life.

To get Xuan Cang's approval, he must get the attention of the people in the five domains. Xiao Wanfeng has already made these psychological preparations.

After a long sigh, he showed no fear. He only cursed Xuan Cang in his heart, clasped his fists in return, and said lightly:

"The first building in the sky, Xiao Wanfeng."

At the end of the God's Relics, he encountered the Taoist Master in Fengjia City in the South Domain, but was rescued by Xu Shao and was given the Apricot Realm Jade Talisman.

Xiao Wanfeng knew that he could not avoid the relationship with the first building in the sky.

But it's okay, even if he continues to be a tea-serving person there, it's better than being secretly monitored by the Taoist Master all the time.

He did not reject the idea of ​​his identity being known to outsiders. After all, he had been recognized by Xuan Cang and was fearless in this world.

Who would have thought that when these words came out, all around fell silent.

Who was Xiao Wanfeng? Most of the people present did not know him, and the remaining few thought it was just a fake name made up out of thin air.

But "The First Floor in the Sky" was really well-known!

Cheng Xie's momentum could not help but stagnate, and his eyebrows were raised high: "The First Floor in the Sky?"

He expressed doubt.

This was a bit too coincidental.

I just found this person and wanted to make trouble. The person opposite was the power of Shouye, the second in command of the Holy Slave.

Now that a person is in danger, he is trying to pull the banner and pull the tiger skin to get involved with Shouye?

How could there be such a person as the First Floor in the Sky?

Seeing this, Xiao Wanfeng laughed and thought that he thought too much of himself. He was too lazy to explain. He clasped his fists again and replied:

"Mortal, Xiao Wanfeng."

This is too "mortal"!

After bringing up the First Floor in the Sky and intimidating people, he claimed to be an unknown person.

It's nothing more than retreating to advance, forcing everyone to be afraid and not dare to attack him - the mind of the 17-year-old boy is still too immature, and his methods are even more immature.

Cheng Xie, who is nearly 30 years old, has seen a lot of things in the clan and is too lazy to care about these things. He just lowered his evaluation of the boy in his heart.

He stared at the sword behind the young man with burning eyes and asked, "Divine Sword Xuan Cang, after the battle between Master and Sword Saint Rao, his intelligence was greatly damaged and he entered a deep state of obscurity?"

He asked very tactfully, but anyone with a careful mind could easily understand what Cheng Xie meant.

Xuan Cang must be blind to like you!

That must be because his intelligence was greatly damaged and he couldn't recognize the sword holder. By chance, you, Xiao Wanfeng, got it again, or saved it once, so he was forced to recognize the master, right?

Only this explanation can make people see the dissatisfaction caused by the divine sword in the sky being stuck in the dung of the mortal world, and slightly relieve it.

"Alas."

Xiao Wanfeng sighed helplessly again.

He is still young, but his experience in the world is not shallow.

As a mortal, he has been wandering since he was a child, traveling all over the mountains and rivers of the Five Regions. Even with a pure heart, he also understands the ways of the world.

People's prejudices are like mountains.

Cheng Xie was not asking questions, he was already certain of this view, maybe only Shou Ye could explain it?

But how could Shou Ye explain it to Cheng Xie?

It was a bargain for Cheng Xie to have Yi Jian Xiao in the past - at least he became famous after his death, after all, he died under the sword of the famous sword Cang Ku.

"If you think so, then think so." Xiao Wanfeng had nothing to say.

Cheng Xie could not hide his anger, but this time before he got angry, Xiao Wanfeng took the initiative: "Empty words, how can you prove that the sword on my back is Xuan Cang?"

While speaking, he held Xuan Cang with his backhand, signaling not to continue messing around.

The decisive battle between the sword immortals was ahead, and he, Xiao Wanfeng, was really not the protagonist of Fusang, so there was no need to mess around.

The feeling of being stared at, Xiao Wanfeng only recalled the look of the Taoist master, and felt bad.

"Buzz!"

But just as he finished speaking, Cheng Xie did not move, and the sound of swords rang out at the west gate of Fusang City.

The flying snow was like a weave, soaring in the air.

When the sword hums, everything is subdued.

Xiao Wanfeng's face changed, thinking that it was not good. When he turned his head, he saw Xuan Cang behind him, ignoring his own stop, and soared into the air, immediately attracting hundreds of thousands of eyes.

"Don't do it!"

Xiao Wanfeng's face turned green.

Xuan Cang ignored him, and the sword body shook.

The seal belt wrapped around it broke into pieces.

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 intent, and they were shocked; all those who wore swords drew their swords out of their sheaths and bowed in the air.

The sword intent spread far and wide.

The stone fell into the heart lake, and everyone around knew that the thoughts were rippling.

Even Cheng Xie's sleeves flew out two white swords as thin as fingers, floating on the top, with sword light shining brightly, to fight back.

"Boom!"

Xuan Cang pulled it up in the air, and it went three feet higher.

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

Only the sleeve sword double needles trembled, still resisting, and could still climb up.

"Boom!

Xuan Cang rose again, as if he was very determined.

This time, the golden dragon of luck accumulated in the Holy Temple for thousands of years coiled on its sword body, and it also erupted the absolute reputation it had cultivated since the chaotic era.

Snap!

The double needles of the hidden sword finally couldn't bear the pressure and fell back into Cheng Xie's hands.

It has been lonely for too long, and the sword holder has never been famous in the past dynasties. The famous sword is too obscure. Even if its essence is good, it is weaker than Xuan Cang in the current era. This is indisputable.

"Buzz buzz buzz buzz——"

The divine sword Xuan Cang, proudly soaring in the air, saw that there was no sword around that could match itself, and the chanting continued, which was extremely refreshing.

Xiao Wanfeng: "..."

He roughly knew what was going on, and he was speechless.

Cheng Xie caught the double needles of the hidden sword, His face was as dark as charcoal. He was the current holder of the hidden sword of the Cheng family, and with the power of the double needles, he couldn't catch Xuan Cang!

Xuan Cang even completely abandoned Xiao Wanfeng. Just relying on the reputation of the previous sword holder Rao Yaoyao, he could suppress Cheng Xie and Shuang Zhen to the point of being breathless!

The three-foot-long sword was blue and white.

The dragon and the phoenix were carved, and the clouds were auspicious.

After being freed from the restraints and shining, Xuan Cang was the only protagonist in Fusang City at this moment.

The wine shops everywhere were like boats in the deep sea, and they were about to collapse under the pressure of the sword.

Everyone looked at the sword, their minds were lost, their eyes moved away, and they were lost. When they fell back on Xiao Wanfeng, they didn't know what to say.

Xiao Wanfeng stroked his forehead with one hand, and he was really powerless this time: "Okay, it's the magic sword Xuan Cang, my sword."

"Shameful! "

Cheng Xie cursed loudly, and his sword spirit burst out, so he could fight back.

He didn't know who he was cursing, maybe himself, maybe the double needles of his hidden sword, in the end he only pointed at Xiao Wanfeng, his eyes slightly red:

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

"The Divine Sword Xuan Cang, with just the power of one sword, has achieved this. What's the use of you holding the sword?"

Xiao Wanfeng's eyes widened immediately.

What kind of unprovoked disaster is this?

He was dumbfounded by the scolding, and said in disbelief: "I don't even need to do anything, you were suppressed by Xuan Cang's sword, why scold me?"

Xiao Wanfeng almost threw out a sentence "Angry out of shame?", and after noticing the eyes of the people around him, he swallowed it back.

He angered the crowd!

He realized later that this sentence was no different from pointing at everyone around the wine shop and scolding "Everyone here is garbage".

"Xuan Cang!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Wanfeng raised his head fiercely, knowing who was playing tricks in the middle, and clenched his fists.

Cheng Xie's nose was about to smoke.

You are just an accessory, and you really think you are the master of Xuan Cang, scolding the Divine Sword like this?

"Hand over Xuan Cang, get out of Fusang City, I won't kill you." Cheng Xie suppressed his anger, but his eyes were burning as he looked at Xuan Cang.

Xiao Wanfeng had a headache, pointed at the dazzling sword above his head, and said: "It's playing tricks, don't fall into the trap, it just wants to provoke your anger, fight with me..."

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

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

And Xuan Cang is playing tricks in the middle? Is Xuan Cang some kind of enchanting swordsman who can only "whimper"?

It's a magic sword!

Sacred and inviolable!

"Repeatedly, blaspheming the magic sword, how can I tolerate it?" Cheng Xie put his hands back into his sleeves, the sleeve sword was hidden, and his eyes were full of anger.

"I won't fight you." Xiao Wanfeng knew what he was going to do, and hurriedly pushed out Shou Ye and Sheng Nu as shields, "You are a member of the Cheng family, you should know that it is not easy to protect the sword. If Shou Ren... Shou Jian instigates you to go against me, what is the difference between this and Sheng Nu's attempt to take the famous sword from you?"

"Yes!"

Cheng Xie stepped forward with a strong fighting spirit.

Before he finished speaking, he actually saw the Xuan Cang Sword in the sky, approaching him from a distance, as if trying to please him...

Xuan Cang, do you like me?

I immediately became more arrogant and louder: "If Sheng Nu takes my sword, I am not as skilled as him, but I am willing to do so, because he is one of the Eight Lords, and you..."

"Me?"

Xiao Wanfeng is still a human being, and he has seven emotions and six desires. He was ignored so many times, it would be a lie to say that he was not angry, and his voice sank, "What's wrong with me?"

Cheng Xie sneered, his eyes were fierce, and his momentum was high and overwhelming, and it was devastating: "How can you compare with me?"

Good!

Then fight!

Even a well-mannered person like Xiao Wanfeng couldn't stand it anymore.

However, Xuan Cang in the air was shaking violently again, and the buzzing sound continued. He highly praised Cheng Xie's indomitable spirit, and despised Xiao Wanfeng's repeated retreat, and even had the tendency to "surrender to the enemy".

Xiao Wanfeng: "..."

He couldn't hold it anymore, and stretched out his hand to grab, but he didn't aim at Cheng Xie, but at the divine sword in the sky: "Stop playing, get down!"

"Woo——"

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

Around the wine shop, everyone's eyelids jumped when they saw this, and they couldn't believe it.

Is this different from the goddess in the sky falling to the mortal world and being grabbed by a dirty homeless man sleeping on the street?

"Looking for death!"

Cheng Xie's eyes were red with anger. Seeing Xuan Cang, who was showing goodwill to him, being held like this, he raised his sleeves and was about to attack.

Xiao Wanfeng held the magic sword Xuancang, pointed the sword tip at Cheng Xie who was about to step forward:

"You are the one who is looking for death!"

The cold light flashed across Fusang, and Cheng Xie felt cold all over.

He had a chill all over his body, and at one moment he even had the intention of dying.

This Xiao Wanfeng... no, Xuancang magic sword, can give people such great pressure just by the direction of the sword tip?

What a good sword!

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

"How dare you?!"

Cheng Xie was stunned. He was stunned, and the face of the Cheng family was lost.

The two great Taixu elders behind him slammed the table and stood up, and the dignity of the Cheng family was lifted up again when the wood chips flew.

The two Taixu flew into the air and stretched out their hands together, ready to attack Xiao Wanfeng.

"Old man!"

Xiao Wanfeng was so angry that he exploded.

He scolded not only the Cheng family Taixu, but also Xuancang, who was still flirting with Cheng Xie and seducing the Cheng family to attack until this time.

These outsiders have too much filter for Xuancang Sword. It is not sacred and inviolable at all.

If anyone knows a little about what happened between Xuancang and You Sifeigao during the night battle in Dongtianwang City, they should understand that the sword is a good sword, but also a cheap one!

But the explanation is unclear, and the strong enemy is coming.

If Xiao Wanfeng doesn't take action, he will die. He has no way to retreat, so he simply fulfills the intention of Xuancang and Cheng Xie.

"Get out!"

A loud shout.

Xuancang Sword slashed forward.

The golden dragon of luck soared into the sky, roaring and screaming, and there was a turbulent smoke and dust. The two great Taixu were startled, fearing Xuancang's reputation, and they all stopped and showed defensiveness.

"Have you taken action?"

All the people in the wine shop retreated a little, looking forward to it.

When the dust and fog gradually disappeared, these people saw clearly that Xiao Wanfeng did not take the initiative to attack, but slashed in front of him with the sword, cutting a three-inch gully about ten feet long between him and the Cheng family.

"Those who cross the line..."

Xiao Wanfeng's anger only lasted for a moment, and soon subsided. He was not a shouye, so he could not say such arrogant words.

"Woo woo..."

But Xuan Cang twisted his hand, as if crying, and acted as if the previous slash was forced.

Cheng Xie was so angry that his eyes were about to burst, Taixu was also humiliated, and the people in the tavern were even more unhappy about being fooled.

The vicious tiger was about to come again.

Xiao Wanfeng, who was almost discouraged, finally couldn't hold it anymore, and his sword intent burst out, and he shouted:

"Those who cross the line will die!"