Acting for the gods

Chapter 313 This Peerless Sword Doesn’t Matter If It Is Not Forged
From Aofu's mouth, Jiang Fan obtained some information about Fengyun World today.

At present, in the world of wind and cloud, there are constant disputes between the rivers and lakes, and the martial arts supreme is just a decoration. Senior brother Qin Shuang grew up and opened up territory for the Tianxiahui.

It can be seen from this that Xiongba at this time is in the stage of luck protection.

Just like what the Ni Bodhisattva said to Xiongba: Is the golden scales a thing in a pool, it will change into a dragon when it encounters a storm.

With the blessing of luck, there will be no disadvantages.

However, Jiang Fan knew that Tianxiahui's ability to occupy half of the martial arts world so smoothly was actually due to the nameless bloodbath of the eight major sects in the Central Plains more than ten years ago.

Now Wushuang City and the world will be divided into north and south, and the world will be divided equally, and the rivers and lakes have fallen into a short period of peace.

But this peace will not last long.

Knowing that this is the early stage of the situation, Jiang Fan has a rough plan in his mind.

He was not in a hurry to develop his power, but planned to gather the four sacred stones left by Nu Wa first, and combine them into a peerless magic weapon.

The Heihan in Baijian Villa is a ready-made sacred stone.

After a few words, Mrs. Ao led the way, Black and White Shuangsha pushed the wheelchair forward, Xiaodingmao accompanied, Nuqing Chicken stood on the handle of the wheelchair and hitchhiked.

A group of people walked towards Jianchi.

Jiang Fan casually looked at the environment in Baijian Villa. There are magnificent buildings, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water everywhere, magnificent, yet fresh and elegant. rich."

That's right, from Jiang Fan's point of view, Baijian Villa is being taken advantage of.

Every time Sword Worship Villa painstakingly forges a magical weapon, it will be snatched by outsiders. There is no gain for it, and it has to be killed. What is it?
Now he is following the Sword Worship Villa, even though the Divine Soldier is still not part of the Sword Worship Villa, at least he can flourish.

【I'm really a good person! 】

Just as Jiang Fan was sending him a good card, a yellow-haired boy hurried over with a group of people.

"Tian'er, come and pay respects to Emperor Wen."

After seeing Ao Tian, ​​Mrs. Ao hurriedly asked him to salute. Her voice was soft and elegant. She didn't look like a mother, but a 17 years old young girl, although through the veil, people couldn't see his face clearly , but that kind of hazy beauty makes people can't help but be fascinated.

Of course, in Jiang Fan's eyes, Mrs. Ao's veil is useless. Through the golden pupils, he can see the whole picture of Mrs. Ao.

As for Aotian, he looks a bit like Shamat, he is headstrong and arrogant, he has no one in his eyes, he wants wind and rain in Baijian Villa, he looks down on no one except his mother Mrs. Ao and master Jianmo.

Just now Aotian went hunting and playing, and when he got home, he heard that someone broke into the Sword Worship Villa and killed the sword demon, which made him startled and anxious.

"Mom, you're fine!"

Aotian doesn't care about other people's life or death, but he is quite filial, for fear that something will happen to Mrs. Ao, so when he knows that he is not an opponent, he still brings people here, and he is relieved when he sees that his mother is safe .

Then he looked at Jiang Fan and the others, mustered up his courage, and raised the sword in his hand: "Let go of my mother, or don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Tian'er, don't be rude, put down the sword quickly."

Mrs. Ao hastily scolded.

Then he smiled apologetically and said, "Don't blame Emperor Wen, Tian'er is still young and ignorant, so I will teach you."

Jiang Fan nodded slightly.

Mrs. Ao hurriedly pulled Aotian aside, began to warn earnestly, and told the truth about Aotian's father's death, as well as the current situation of Baijian Villa.

Aotian is somewhat arrogant and defiant, but he is not a fool, and understands the truth that people have to bow their heads under the roof, and he has a rather bullying temperament.

Just now I was worried about my mother's safety, so I was brave.

Looking back at this moment, I feel a chill down my back.

The sword demon is so powerful that his head was blown off. He is only in the early stage of congenital life. If he really moves, he may not even be able to leave a whole body!

So Aotian took it from his heart!
After a small episode, Aotian gave in, at least on the surface.

Jiang Fan didn't care about these little things, and he didn't care whether Mrs. Ao and Aotian really surrendered. As long as his strength remained strong, these people would not dare to betray.

After a while, Black and White Shuangsha carried the wheelchair down the stairs, one on the left and one on the right, and came to Jianchi, where they saw the rudiments of peerless swords all over the mountains and plains, but these peerless swords were all superficial and without spirit.

Jiang Fan's gaze was set on the giant sword in the center of the sword pool.

"Madam Ao, Master Wen has issued an order that no one is allowed to enter before the peerless sword is tempered."

At this moment, a tall and huge man blocked the way with a huge sword in his hand, not showing any face to Mrs. Ao.

Mrs. Ao scolded: "Wen Nu, this is the new owner of Worship Sword Villa, God Gu Wen Huang, don't be rude, back away quickly!"

"Peerless Sword is a big matter, and there is no room for any mistakes. Please avoid it."

A cold voice came, and Jiang Fan couldn't help but look at Sen Han's sword aura.

The person who came was a beautiful woman, about twenty years old, with long hair as white as ice and snow, exquisite facial features, and a tight white short skirt and leather jacket outlined her plump twin peaks and upturned buttocks, as if at any time It is possible to break free from the shackles, torn out of the silk, the slender waist is unbearable to grasp, and a pair of beautiful white legs stand upright, showing off her slender figure.

She carried two long swords overflowing with cold air on her back, and the icy sword air merged with herself, which shows that her swordsmanship is not weak.

According to the algorithm of this world, the masters who belong to the early innate stage are not weaker than Aotian, and they can be regarded as the best among the masters of the younger generation.

As for the change of owner of the Sword Worship Villa, the two sword slaves didn't care, what they cared about was only the peerless sword.

Jiang Fan glanced over the two sword slaves, looked at an old man in front of the giant sword in the sword pool, and said contemptuously: "It can't be the best in the world, this peerless sword, it doesn't matter if you don't make it."

"A peerless sword is the strongest sword. In the past hundred years, three generations of swordsmiths, Zhong, Leng, and Wen, have devoted their entire lives to forging this sword with a hundred years of fire."

The stalwart old man is named Zhong Mei. He looked at the peerless sword that was burning in the raging fire, and his eyes were hot: "In order to make this sword more perfect, we have been working hard for a hundred years to pursue the sword's length, width, and weight. By a hair."

"This sword is perfect and cannot be changed. Once it is born, its sharpness will overwhelm all swords."

"Whether it is the most virtuous hero sword, the evil god's fire lin in the sword, or the unparalleled sword that can illuminate the sun and the moon, it must be cut off by the peerless sword, and it will become the strongest and most invincible sword!"

When Zhong Mei said this, he fixed his eyes on Jiang Fan closely, observing the expression on his face when he heard the words.

Anyone who insults him is fine, but Zhong Mei will never agree to insult the peerless sword.

(End of this chapter)