Chapter 979

Cold face

Can say this name, and then move the sword in the sword tomb, that's right.

The sword master squinted, and suddenly said, "since I'm back, I'll talk about everything in the mountain."

The old story of that year, involving Wan Jianshan's secret, has many private and bloody places. It's hard to be known by outsiders.

As soon as Tang reacted, he smiled and said, "come with us, Taoist Qin."

Qin Huan nodded. He didn't know who Lengyan was going to kill. Naturally, he had to enter Wanjianshan to help him find the enemy he was thinking about before he died.

Whew -

whew -

the sword roared back, and seven people, such as the sword master and Tang Yi, roared back. No one told Qin Huan how to enter Wanjianshan. This is a seemingly inconspicuous test. After all, when he killed the mountain gate, he left such a shame.

Although the times have changed, now that he is the successor, he has come up with some means to see how much weight there is.

If you can't even get into the gate, it's a joke!

Qin Huan looked calm and turned around and said, "wait here."

Banbuchong said with respect that there was a trace of pity in his eyes. He didn't know who Lengyan was, but there was no doubt that Wanjianshan was going to be unlucky today.

With the cultivation of adults, even if it's Kendo, it's Wanjianshan with the greatest strength. It's only going to bow its head and lower its ears.

Qin Huan took a step forward, calm and calm at his feet. After his figure flickered, he stepped into the formation of Wanjianshan.

Like a stone falling into the water, the waves rise slightly, and then return to calm.

As expected, for adults, the sword array, which is so terrifying and despairing in his perception, is not worth mentioning at all.

Ban Bu's face was awed and longed for, and his eyes were somewhat pitiful. He hoped that the monks in the mountain of ten thousand swords could be more interesting and perhaps suffer less.

Thinking of what Qin Huan said before, his heart was burning Huilong sword. Since your excellency said it, there will be no problem.

It's a pity for many years that it can be realized today. Banbu's face is excited.

The invisible cloud outside the mountain is a sword array with huge scale and amazing power. It has been continuously strengthened and stacked through generations. Once touched, it has infinite power.

Without permission, almost no one can break in directly.

Therefore, when the sword master and others fall on the ground and turn to look at the sword array behind them, there is a trace of fine light passing through their eyes.

They are waiting for Qin Huan to break in or have an accident. Then they can help each other.

Of course, in the eyes of the sword master and the elders, even if Qin Huan is the descendant of that man, it is almost impossible for him to break through the blockade of the sword array.

The biggest possibility is that they can enter the mountain smoothly only when they give a hand. Then they can kill Qin Huan.

So that he can know that even when things were revealed, Wan Jianshan is still Wan Jianshan, and he has no proud qualification.

Even if In the near future, he will take the sword from the sword tomb. He must also respect or awe the mountain.

But at this time, the master of the sword frowned slightly, and his eyes began to fluctuate. He didn't stay any longer, so he turned around and walked away. "Let's get ready and take him to the sword Pavilion."

Several old faces were shaking.

At the next moment, waves rose in the sword array, and a figure gradually became clear from far to near in the cloud, and stepped out slowly.

Qin Huan!

It's Tang Yi, who can't help but contract his pupils, showing the meaning of vibration.

The rest of the elders showed their dignified faces. Didn't it come back that Qin Huan had left the Imperial City in dismay when the holy stone was coming?

How could he have such a powerful means? It was so easy that he broke through the sword array outside the mountain!

Qin Huan glanced at several people and looked at the more and more clear feeling, saying: "there should be one thing for Leng Yan, stay in the mountain of ten thousand swords, please take it."

"Hum!" An elder snorted coldly, and his face was gloomy. "Qin Huan, this is my ten thousand sword mountain. How to make your own sword master's decision? You don't need to say much!"

He turned and left, his face livid.

He coveted the sword in the sword tomb for many years and made numerous attempts. Although he did not see the possibility of success, he also accumulated a lot of experience.

Elder Wanliu is very confident. As long as enough time is given, their families will surely accept the sword.

At that time, the inheritance of the sword master should naturally reach the hands of thousands of families.

But now, all these beautiful ideas have become a mirror image

Leng Yan is actually found, and really willing to return to the mountains.

Hum! In those days, the one who made such a big mistake would be forgiven. He was absolutely confused when he took office.

But these thoughts, he can only roar a few times in the bottom of his heart, absolutely dare not say it, so he naturally moved to Qin Huan.

Moreover, there are some hidden thoughts in elder Wanliu's mind. If Qin Huan is young and energetic, and can't stand his attitude to do something that people expect, it's better.Tang Yi and others naturally know why Wanliu has such a face and mouth at the moment, his eyes flicker slightly, and he doesn't say much.

Although they have known the internal affairs of the incident, the sword has been in the sword tomb for thousands of years. When they were young, they all tried to be its master.

Even if they end up in failure, they subconsciously regard it as a treasure owned by Wanjianshan.

Now, Qin Huan came here to take it away Even if we should, there is still some exclusion in the hearts of the elders.

Qin Huan took a look at Wanliu's back, and his face was calm. However, his calm now fell into the eyes of several elders, and he became timid and afraid, showing some pride between his eyebrows and eyes.

How about breaking through the sword array outside the mountain? Maybe it was borrowed. The treasure he gave was not based on his own strength.

After all, they all know Lengyan's swordsmanship. They are very brave and fearless. If his descendants were influenced by the swordsmanship, they would be scolded by Wanliu in person. Would they have no response?

When Ben had a reaction but didn't, there was only one explanation Qin Huan suppressed his inner feelings.

Only the weak can suppress their original intention and seek perfection, which is the principle that is universal.

Several elders had the reason to despise Qin Huan.

Finally, Tang Yikai broke the silence, "the sword master just ordered, please go to raise the sword Pavilion first."

Say to stretch out hand empty lead.

Several elders glanced at Qin Huan lightly, and big sleeve turned to leave.

Tang Yilue smiled helplessly, but his eyes swept over him. Qin Huan's face was as calm as before, and he could not help muttering.

Is it really a kind of forbearance? How did he feel that Qin Huan was so peaceful, it seemed that all these could not touch his mind.

Is there no Wanliu and their elders in his eyes?

This idea was suppressed at a turn. Tang Yi secretly shook his head. He and other elders of Wanjianshan are all powerful. No one dares to really despise them unless they are in front of the source God.

Qin Huan naturally didn't have the qualification. Maybe this young man has a strong inner cultivation.

Yangjian Pavilion is built on a big rock protruding from the cliff, seven stories high. You can overlook the huge sword tomb not far away.

And that sword, in the center of the sword tomb, has been the head of ten thousand swords for thousands of years.

The sword master brought Qin Huan here. He should want him to choose a sword from the sword tomb. Give it to him. In this way, everyone will look good on their faces After all, in those days, if really speaking, it was wrong in the mountains.

It's good to be able to cover up a little bit of your face.

Thinking of this, elder Wanliu's face became more and more gloomy. Looking at Qin Huan, he was indignant in the cold.

Hateful!

This kid's Qi cultivation skill is really good. He looks provocative many times, but he doesn't respond at all, which makes elder Wanliu feel defeated.

Before the Sword Master arrived, six elders in the sword house were silent.

Qin Huan went to the pen and looked up at the sword tomb. He went into the abyss where he could see. There were many swords in it.

Every sword is releasing its breath. The thousands of swords are intertwined to distort the air and isolate people's eyes. They can't see too much at all. The external performance is that the sword mound seems to be shrouded in fog. Except for the edge zone, it is all ambiguous.

But now, all these barriers were meaningless to Qin Huan. With the help of Qi Qi, he could easily see through the center of the sword tomb, the long sword that was obliquely inserted in the stone and had no handle.

There was no sword body, only the hilt of the grey fluttering sword, which was extremely common. But in Qin Huan's eyes, it was the core of the whole sword tomb.

It is full of the whole sword tomb, with boundless sword meaning. It moves with the breath of the sword. As long as it has one idea, it can mobilize all the power of the sword tomb.

It seems to feel the gaze from Qin Huan, the light vibration of sword "buzz" in the stone, and the fog enveloping the sword tomb suddenly billows, setting off the waves.

"Ah!"

Outside the sword tomb, Wan Jianshan's disciples, who were watching from afar, exclaimed that they had stepped back one after another, and many of them tumbled to the ground.

It's not that they can't bear it, but as swordsmen, they can more clearly feel the horrible sword meaning contained in the fog.

It's a force that's easy enough to crush them.

Qin Huan's mouth is slightly cocked. This sword is here. It has finished something very terrible.

But it seems that the monks in wanjian mountain don't know this.

Otherwise, he has come here. How dare these elders treat him with this attitude.

Interesting.

Although Qin Huan is true, he doesn't see them in his eyes at all Yes, not at all.

After experiencing the event of tianjueyuan, Qin Huan's vision has been promoted to a new position.

Of course, more importantly, he has enough strength to ignore them directly.But if you can, use the things occupied by Wanjianshan to suppress them Hum, I think the expressions of these people will be wonderful, and Lengyan will be more satisfied.

From his heart, Qin Huan was grateful for Leng Yan. After all, without him, Qin Huan would not have been able to cut that sword. Naturally, things would not be the current situation.

Owing to Leng Yan's human feelings at the cost of his life, he naturally tries his best to fulfill his wish to the greatest extent.

Qin Huan didn't mind killing people, so he might as well make it more perfect.

When Qin Huan thought of killing people, Wanliu snorted heavily. He saw Qin Huan's smile on the corner of his mouth, only when he was laughing at Wanjianshan monk's unbearable performance.

His face was livid, and he said gloomily, "sword tomb is a secret in my mountain. Qin Huan, you are not qualified to come near. Return now!"

Tang Yi frowned slightly.

The faces of the elders were calm.

They were also dissatisfied with Qin Huan's performance. Even they suspected that Jianzhong suddenly had sword intention, which he intended to do. After all, not long ago, they had seen the changes made by Jianzhong because of Qin Huan's arrival.

He can do that.

This is the discontent before venting? In other words, Qin Huan thought that after he got the sword, he could be unbridled!

Hum!

As soon as I thought about it, there was more dissatisfaction in the eyes of several elders.

After finding the sword in the center of the sword tomb, Qin Huan was sure that it had been completed. Something very remarkable happened. Qin Huan looked at several elders of Wan Jianshan who were not good at looking at each other, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

If he thinks about it again, will he tear his face now or now?

But at this time, before Qin Huan could perform the "face turning merciless" drama, it came from a distant voice: "the bastards of Wanjianshan, hand over the people to my mother!"