Shocked, I was robbed by the empress

Chapter 20 Chiyang Sword Sect
"boom…!"

Amidst the bang, the sacred natal sword in Zhao Mang's hand broke at the right time, and what made Zhao Mang's face change drastically was that the broken natal sword did not turn into aura and melt into his body , but rushed back into the sword mound.

At the same time, severe pain like tearing flesh and blood continued to come from somewhere in the body. It was the contract mark that was finally connected with the holy sword, which was being forcibly erased!
"Don't...don't, my natal sword, my sacred natal sword!"

In such a situation, to Zhao Mang, it was tantamount to a catastrophe, so that he had no time to take care of his injuries, but hurriedly struggled to his feet, dragging his wounded body to the abyss of the Sword Tomb.

But no matter how he shouted, the result would not change because of it. In just a few breaths, the connection mark between him and the holy sword was completely erased.

It was also at this moment that Zhao Mang collapsed to the ground, his face full of despair, and at the same time, his heart was filled with extreme regret.

If he had known it would be like this, even if he had given him ten guts, he wouldn't have gone crazy and confronted Yang Fan head-on.

Now, not only was he embarrassed and injured, but he even lost the sacred sword that he finally found from the sword mound!

At the same time, while Zhao Mang was desperate and regretful, Yang Fan stood with his hands behind his back in the air, his body up and down, and the secretly surging sword light made him look like an invincible sword god.

At this moment, he is so energetic, the amazing appearance of the god descending to the earth, and before that, he hit Zhao Mang severely with a sword, and even smashed his sacred natal sword, and beat him back to the sword pool, causing the surrounding crowd to immediately resound. Waves of awe.

"It can't be wrong, the natal sword that this swordsman arrogance took out from the sword mound must be above the holy grade!"

"Above the holy grade is the ancestral realm. If it weren't for this swordsman, I'm afraid I would never have the chance to hear this news in this life."

"The Divine Sword of the Ancestral Realm, to be able to find such a high-grade natal Divine Sword from the Sword Tomb, I am afraid that there is no one in the past, and there will be no one in the future!"

In fact, not to mention those ordinary monks, but even a well-known swordsman genius like Zhou Hong and Shen Yu can only bow his head in admiration when looking at Yang Fan at this moment.

They thought they were at most equal to Zhao Mang, but even Zhao Mang, who had obtained the holy sword, was not a match for the opponent at all, and they were naturally not opponents.

"Yang Fan...!"

Also at this time, looking at Yang Fan, who was already shining with an invincible demeanor above the sky, Jiang Xueer's beautiful eyes were already shining with joy.

She knew that Yang Fan's performance would definitely shock everyone.

However, Jiang Xueer didn't expect that before she had time to step forward, Yang Fan just put away the sword light around her, and then walked away directly.

When she reacted and wanted to catch up quickly, Yang Fan had already run away without a trace.

This made her only look at the direction where Yang Fan disappeared, biting her red lips tightly with her white teeth, and secretly holding her jade hand tightly, as if she was about to scratch and bleed.

"Yang Fan, you dumped me again! You better not let me find you next time!"

"Otherwise, even if I'm locked up, I'll lock you up too. Let's see how you get rid of me!"

"It seems that Jiang Xue'er should have been thrown away."

At the same time, thousands of miles away, Yang Fan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, he really didn't want to have anything to do with women anymore.

Lord Ten Thousand Flowers, Senior Sister Wu Ningzhu, Shangguan Yanran, etc...

If you continue like this, can you still get it?

At the same time, he certainly won't leave without a destination, and his destination is Chiyang Sword Master's Chiyang Sword Sect.

I have obtained the identity of his beloved apprentice, and I followed his order to go down the mountain to practice, so now that I have almost completed the experience, of course I have to go back and get some benefits from this cheap master.

"Let's go, Chiyang Sword Sect!"

With this thought in mind, Yang Fan didn't hesitate any longer, and as he walked through the air, his body seemed to turn into an invincible sword, shooting straight towards the sky in front of him.

……

Deep in the mountains, there is a colossal force named Chiyang Sword Sect.

Speaking of the Chiyang Sword Sect, it can be said to be thunderous to many kendo monks, especially the famous Chiyang Sword Sect Master Chiyang Jianzun, who is even more awe-inspiring.

But at this moment, in this Chiyang Sword Sect, there is a lot of discussion.

"Hey... Do you know that Senior Sister Jiang is really fierce this time, and she defeated the other sword master disciples one after another in one day!"

"What? Although Senior Sister Jiang liked to do this in the past, it's too frequent to defeat three of them in one day."

"That's why you don't know the reason. I heard that the reason why Senior Sister Jiang is so angry is because of the new personal disciple that Lord Sword Master has accepted."

"Could it be that new direct disciple offended Senior Sister Jiang? Then he's doomed!"

"No, I heard that Senior Sister Jiang..."

"How is it possible! Senior sister Jiang has always been extremely indifferent to men, how could she..."

While the discussions in the Chiyang Sword Sect were not light, a figure stepped directly from the sky above the sky and descended on the Chiyang Sword Sect.

Many Jianzong disciples raised their eyes in due time, but just looking at them made many of them, especially the female disciples, unable to look away.

The figure walks through the air, stands with hands behind their backs, with a plump and jade-like handsome appearance, coupled with that especially indescribably outstanding temperament, it is like a banished immortal coming to the world.

Waiting for the figure to flash past, darting into the depths of Chiyang Jianzong, it made the Jianzong square sound more lively than before.

"Who is that?! How did I never know that in my Chiyang Sword Sect, there is such a person who looks like a banished fairy!"

"Don't you know? That is Master Sword Master's new personal disciple!"

"What? That's Master Sword Master's new personal disciple?!"

In the depths of Chiyang Sword Sect.

To ordinary Jianzong disciples and even elders, it was like a forbidden palace, but to Yang Fan, it was unimpeded.

After feeling his aura, the murderous sword intent hidden in the dark retreated as much as possible, and they didn't dare to make any mistakes.

At the same time, in the depths of the palace, an old man in white robes who had been sitting cross-legged for a long time came out with great joy.

"Hahaha...Xiao Fan, you are finally back from training. How about it, have you gained anything from training?"

Hearing that Yang Fan did not hesitate, the natal sword hidden in his body rushed out, turning into a black long sword and appearing in his hand.

The black sword's brilliance is introverted, and it seems ordinary, but as long as you feel it carefully, you can realize how extraordinary it is.

And like Chiyang Sword Master, his eyes are like torches.

"It turned out to be the natal sword of the ancestral realm?!"

(End of this chapter)