Ye Lengshuang was completely confused.

She had never seen her father so humble in front of someone.

Who the hell is this man?

It's not only ye Lengshuang, but anyone who sees this scene is confused.

"There's only one thing I want you to come in. You should also see this sword. It's called Dongji Futian sword. I believe that none of the core members of my Dongji Ye family do not know the origin of this sword."

But then.

When ye Wuqun bows to Chu Lingxiao, the next thing ye Wuqun says is to make the heads of all the core members of the Ye family of the East pole suddenly blank.

"That's right. This sword is the one used by Yefeng, the founder of the Yeh family in East Antarctica."

Even ye Wuqun's next words were forgotten.

But there is no need for ye Wuqun to remind you in detail.

Dongji Futian sword!

The moment when five words fall.

They will know the origin of this sword!

Every core member of the Yeh family in East Antarctica knows that it was the sword of their own destiny used by Yefeng's ancestors in those years!

It is recorded in many ancient books and records of the Ye family in the East pole that Ye Feng's ancestors ascended the position of the strongest in that era with this sword!

Look around.

Today, there is only one woman in the supreme realm of Zhongzhou. She is a monk of that era!

You can imagine!

What a glorious world it was!

But how could it be!

Isn't it said that the East pole sword has been lost for a long time? There is also a rumor that Yefeng's ancestor, when he ventured into the sixth heaven, unfortunately fell down. And this sword of the East pole fell into ashes. How

But ye Lengshuang and all the people present have not recovered.

Then he heard ye Wuqun's voice and fell down.

"Now, if it's unnecessary, I won't say any more. If you come here one by one, who can take up this sword? Whose is this east pole Fu Tian sword?"

Boom!

This remark was full of consternation.

All eyes were wide open.

What?!

As long as you pick up the East pole Fu Tian sword, it belongs to it?

In a flash.

All the members of the East polar Ye family breathed quickly, but no one dared to step forward.

"Why are you still in a daze? Come up to me!"

Ye Wuqun is urging the way in the side.

"Didn't you hear what the patriarch said? Not yet

Today, ye tianzhe and all the elders of the Ye family in the East pole are also urging.

They don't want to let this sword fall to other people. It's the sword of their ancestor, Ye Feng!

How can you slip out of their hands!

Soon.

One by one, these core members of the East pole Ye family can't come up. But when everyone thinks they can pick up the sword, they are the same as ye Wuqun and others before. No matter how hard they use, they can't pick up the sword.

After several attempts in a row.

But only heard a very cool voice, spread out.

"I'll do it!"

The next moment.

See ye Lengshuang that has not had any action all the time, a face walked conscientiously to come over.

I can't help it.

All the core people around, all out of the way.

To be honest.

When they saw that none of the people in front of them could pick up the sword, they knew that the sword was not about who was strong or who was high, but about who could make the sword agree with them.

Among them.

Ye Lengshuang is the best!

Otherwise.

How can ye Lengshuang be named the first goddess? It's not just because ye Lengshuang is the daughter of the patriarch.

"How can I forget the frost?"

Seeing his daughter coming over, ye Wuqun, who was very disappointed that no one had been able to take up the sword, suddenly lit up hope again.

I'm a daughter.

When he was born in that year, when he evaluated his blood, it caused a strange phenomenon in heaven and earth. The prosperity of his blood was far inferior to that of his big clan leader and all the elders.

Since the fall of Yefeng's ancestors.

The blood in the body is closest to the ancestor of maple leaf.

He is also a monk who practices Kendo!

In fact, it's not that these elders don't practice the Kendo left by Ye Feng's ancestors, but it's too difficult to practice. They have tried it more than once since they were young, but it seems that there is always a force that makes them unable to break through the first level.But after ye Lengshuang was born.

But it was very easy to practice successfully.

From then on.

They understand that if they want to cultivate Ye Feng's old ancestor's Kendo, there is only one word - fate!

Now Ye Feng's ancestor's sword, the East pole is in the sky!

There it is!

Also still need a fate word.

Suddenly.

At the thought of this, ye Wuqun and all the elders of the Ye family in the East pole can't help but look at each other. Is it doomed already?

But

Who is this man named Chu Lingxiao?

How could this sword fall into his hands?

And

But at this time.

Ye Lengshuang's hand is already on the East pole Fu Tian sword. Ye Wuqun and all the elders of the East pole Ye family are back to reality, and they can't help getting nervous.

But after a few seconds.

See ye Lengshuang in the hands of the East Futian sword, still motionless, all the faces can not help showing a trace of disappointment.

"Or Can't you... "

But just when ye Lengshuang felt that she had not succeeded, and her hand was about to be released, suddenly, her East pole sword seemed to be inspired.

In the eyes of all the people in the audience, a bright and dazzling light burst out, even ye Lengshuang couldn't help but be stunned.

But the next scene.

But it is to let the whole audience, a heart, seem to mention the throat, all eyes stare big, can't say a word.

I saw the empty sky.

Suddenly, a young man with the sword of the East pole appeared. But all the core members of the East pole Ye family had seen him in the picture!

That is the ancestor of their East polar Ye family, Zong Yefeng!

But the key to the problem!

It is!

Ye Feng, the ancestor of the East polar Ye family, is kneeling on his knees in the picture, holding his sword in both hands and respectfully passing it to an ethereal figure in front of him.

Hiss!

In a flash.

Even ye Wuqun, as well as all the elders of the ethnic groups, were silly.

Who is that virtual shadow?

Let the old ancestor Ye Feng, all kneel down!

"Master, I'll go here. If I don't succeed, please find a suitable master for this sword in the future!"

But when the picture disappears.

When the voice of Ye Feng, the ancestor of the East pole Ye family, falls, when everything turns into nothingness, the sword of the East pole falls on the hand of the shadow, and the shadow gradually shows its true face.

This moment.

Quiet!

Dead silence!

Ye Wuqun is subconscious, face stiff, will look at the Chu Lingxiao sitting there, breathing can't help but stop.

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