Chapter 957
"Sword Dao Ancestral Mausoleum!"

The sound of the bell's ringing shook the sky and stirred up nine heavenly waves.

But this is far inferior to the excitement of the crowd at this moment.

The ancestral mausoleum of Sword Dao is opened, that is the time when all of you, the proud sons of the Yan family, are going to enter the ancestral mausoleum of Sword Dao.

A great drama is about to kick off right in front of your eyes, how can it not make the crowd excited!
Sure enough, that is when the ancestral mausoleum of swordsmanship slowly opened a corner.

Among the Yan royal family, those arrogances, such as Yan Zhong, are not the first to have extremely fiery eyes, soaring directly into the sky and rushing towards the ancestral mausoleum of swordsmanship.

But in fact, Yan Zhong was just one step faster.

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the Yan family's arrogance, and even Yang Fan, set off one after another and stepped into the ancestral mausoleum of swordsmanship.

After all the participating Tianjiao stepped into the ancestral mausoleum of swordsmanship, there was a huge light curtain projected above the sky.

The scene that emerged from the light curtain was exactly the scene inside the ancestral mausoleum of swordsmanship.

Stepping into the ancestral mausoleum of swordsmanship, the light and shadow picture in front of you suddenly appeared, a vast and magnificent world.

Looking around, there is nothing here, the difference between night and day.

There are only various brilliance of swordsmanship that fill the space between heaven and earth.

Even those swordsmen are not hidden in any little-known places, but appear between heaven and earth.

The astonishing sword energy enveloped and swept around wantonly, cutting any objects that approached to pieces, and there would never be any appeasement.

Obviously, although these swordsmen can be seen everywhere and are not hidden, but if you want to get them, you have to rely on your own real ability.

If you are not capable enough, you will arrogantly approach a certain magic weapon.

Those terrifying sword auras lingering around the Divine Soldier are no joke at all.

What's more, Yang Fan has already seen at this moment that there are already many geniuses from the Yan family who have stepped in, and they have already started searching for the magic weapon he wants.

"Then next, I will also start looking for a magic weapon that suits me."

Yang Fan said something to himself, and continued to look away at the ancestral mausoleum of swordsmanship.

This ancestral mausoleum of swordsmanship is really not small. It seems that it will take a lot of time just to search for it.

However, no matter how long the time was before, he had already spent it, and he was short of the last time to search for the magic weapon.

I just hope that I can keep myself busy until the end, so that I can find the magic weapon I really want.

……

"bass…!"

There was a loud and clear sound of swords, which suddenly resounded, piercing the sky.

Through the light and shadow picture, the crowd could clearly see that it was a young figure breaking through the heavy clouds and mist, and from the depths of the earth, he drew out a divine sword that was filled with terrifying cold air.

"That's... Frostmourne?!"

When the crowd saw the divine sword with a strong cold air, all of their faces were filled with shock.

Frostmourne, this is a very famous magic sword!

Rumor has it that in the long, unknowable era, there was a strong man who used this divine sword to wipe out a star field and turn it into an eternal cold place.

But just as the crowd was shaking, suddenly there was another resounding sword cry from another direction.

The crowd thought that it was another arrogance of the Yan clan, conquering a divine sword.

But after looking away, it was clear just now that a figure came out of the blue light in a state of embarrassment.

It can be clearly seen that the body of the figure is already covered with scars.

The breath of swordsmanship that was supposed to go forward is also stumbling at this moment, showing many broken meanings.

"Alas... it seems that the conquest failed."

Immediately, someone finally saw clearly what kind of ancient divine sword existed at the end of the blue light.

It was precisely because they saw clearly that they were more relieved.

"It turned out to be the sword that wants to conquer Qingqiu. That is an ancient sword that is more powerful than Frostmourne!"

"Qingqiu Excalibur is extremely domineering, if you don't have the strength to suppress it, how can you make it succumb."

"Impulse!"

The crowd sighed unceasingly, such a reckless attempt failed, in the process of opening the ancestral mausoleum of Sword Dao this time, it is very difficult to have the possibility of conquering the divine sword again.

He had already failed, and his sword intent was damaged. This kind of broken sword intent, but no divine sword would be willing to be conquered by this kind of sword intent.

And seeing such situations one after another, the crowd couldn't help but sigh.

"Frostmourne, Qingqiu Excalibur, they are all well-known divine weapons, but in comparison, it is Young Master Yan Feng, the divine sword that was conquered back then is even more terrifying."

"You are not talking nonsense. The one that the young master conquered is the dual-form Xuanyu Divine Sword. A divine weapon of that level must be one of the most powerful divine swords in the Sword Dao Ancestral Mausoleum."

"But speaking of it, what about Mr. Yan Zhong, Ms. Yan Shuishui, and Mr. Guan Xi brought back by that lady? Why hasn't there been any news from them?"

It was too late and then too soon, just when the crowd suddenly became curious about the existence of Yang Fan and others.

Suddenly, the light and shadow screen turned, and it was reflected in front of an unspeakable sea of ​​swordsmanship.

"Um?!"

Seeing the sea of ​​swordsmanship, the expressions of the crowd suddenly changed.

Because they suddenly remembered that this is not the sea of ​​swords that Yan Feng's Xuanyu Divine Sword was born from back then!
The sudden change of the screen to here means that someone is going to this sea of ​​swords to find the divine sword!

"Who... is this? How dare you have such courage?!"

When the outside crowd was extremely curious, they finally saw a young figure appearing on the screen.

"That's... Young Master Yan Zhong!"

Someone recognized this figure, but it was the Tianjiao Yan Zhong who was recently recognized as the one whose talent was closest to that of the young master Yan Feng.

Although for him, it is still shocking that he actually came to Jianhai to conquer the Excalibur, but it is more or less acceptable.

After all, his reputation as a celestial arrogance is well known to everyone.

"Master Yan Zhong, can he succeed?"

"I don't know, but look quickly, he is going to enter the sea of ​​swords!"

In the Sword Dao Ancestral Mausoleum, Yan Zhong stood on the sky and looked ahead. The ancient Wang Yang, who seemed to be calm but was actually crazily intertwined with the laws of the Sword Dao, looked full of confidence.

Long before he entered the ancestral mausoleum of Sword Dao, he had already made a decision in his heart.

The miracle Yan Feng once created, he wants to replicate it again today.

Also conquer, the peerless divine sword hidden in this sea of ​​swords.

He believed that as long as he did it, he would be able to crush that Yang Fan.

How dare an outsider show off his might and dominate the Yan family?

Stupid dream!

"Heavenly Abyss Sword Domain!"

All in all, now that he has made a decision, Yan Zhong will naturally not hesitate the next moment.

Facing the sea of ​​swords, directly expand your own Tianyuan sword field!

(End of this chapter)

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