Qin Xingjian.

The seventy-third generation descendant of the Qin family.

As soon as this person appeared, everyone in the audience was shocked.

When others opened their mouths, they either grabbed the sword or grabbed the sword, but he opened his mouth to take the sword.

If he is really a descendant of the first emperor Qin Taizu, the words "take the sword" would make sense.

Because the Sword of Light was originally the sword used by Qin Taizu to conquer the world, and it is not wrong that it belongs to the Qin family.

Zhang Xiaozu looked at Qin Xingjian with great interest, as if admiring some rare treasure.

But I saw that this man had a majestic figure, a dignified appearance, eyes that shot into the cold stars, eyebrows like sharp swords, and a broad chest. Standing there, he seemed to have an invincible majesty.

Zhang Xiaozhu couldn't help but nod, feeling that this person had the extraordinary temperament of a descendant of the royal family in terms of appearance alone.

However, Qin Xingjian frowned when he looked at him. He felt like he was being looked at like a monkey. He couldn't help but show anger and said in a deep voice: "Please uphold the righteousness of Young Master Zhang and lead me down to Zhou Jian to retrieve my Qin family's most precious treasure.

To protect Taizu’s spirit in heaven.”

"Haha——" Zhang Xiaozhu laughed when he heard this.

"Why are you laughing?!" Qin Xingjian opened his eyes and shouted angrily.

"The Sword of Light has been kept in Wanjiang Pavilion for more than two hundred years, and your Qin family refused to take it. Now that it was taken out by my brother, your Qin family immediately jumped out and asked for it. This drama of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, your Qin family actually played it very well.

Ah." Zhang Xiaozhu laughed shamelessly.

Qin Xingjian was choked by Zhang Xiaopeng's words and his face turned red. He made a loud sound and said angrily: "Humph, who said my Qin family didn't go to the sword tomb to draw the sword."

It just didn't work out.

He was embarrassed to say the second part of the sentence.

"Tsk tsk, draw your sword? What sword do you want to draw? The Bright Sword belongs to your Qin family. Just ask Wanjiange directly for it." Zhang Xiaozhu said sarcastically.

Qin Xingjian knew that he could not defeat Zhang Xiaopou, so he immediately stopped arguing with him and said: "I will not argue with you for words. You must take me to Zhou Jianlai today, otherwise -"

"Otherwise, what?" Zhang Xiaozhu's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword." Qin Xingjian said with a stern expression.

"Ha—" Zhang Xiaopou glanced sideways at Qin Xingjian, his expression full of disdain, and curled his lips and said: "When Sword Master Ye Cang'an was digging graves to steal the Sword of Light, why were the swords of your Qin family not ruthless? They were ruthless to me now.

Get up. Ye Cang'an is still alive and well in Shenjian City. Have you, the Qin family, forgotten about the blood feud of digging up ancestral graves?"

Qin Xingjian's face was red, and anger was boiling in his chest, but every word Zhang Xiaozu said was a bloody fact, leaving him speechless to refute.

He felt as if a sharp blade was poking straight into his heart, cutting him to pieces.

Graves are dug, graves are dug, blood feuds are deep.

This is a lifelong shame for the Qin family.

But how to avenge this?

The opponent is a swordsman who can cross the stars and can strike thousands of miles with his sword. If he angers him, it will bring disaster to the Qin family.

"The grave of your great emperor has been dug. Can you bring him back to rest with a sword of light?" Zhang Xiaozu stabbed Qin Xingjian hard in the heart again.

Qin Xingjian felt the energy and blood in his chest surge, as if his chest was about to burst, and then a mouthful of fishy-sweet filling surged up into his throat and spurted out from his mouth.

He was so angry that Zhang Xiaozhu vomited blood.

"Boy, you've been rude and rude, have you said enough?!" Ye Shisan walked over from the other side of the river with a stern expression and a voice as cold as frost.

He stepped on the river, and the rushing water suddenly stopped. When he raised his feet, the still water started flowing again.

"What if you say enough? What if you don't say enough? Who are you?"

Zhang Xiaozu looked at Ye Shisan, his expression became a little solemn, and he felt an extremely domineering power coming towards him. He had felt this kind of aura from Zhou Jianlai before.

"If you say enough, you will die. If you don't say enough, you will die. A dead person doesn't need to know who I am." Ye Shisan said coldly.

Zhang Xiaozhu burst into laughter and said: "There are many people who want to kill me, so I have to know who you are. Are you a hideous rat who doesn't even dare to tell you his name?"

"Excalibur City, Ye Shisan." Ye Shisan said his name expressionlessly.

His feet had already crossed the river, but he did not stop and walked straight towards Zhang Xiaopou.

His steps were steady and strong, just like his sword-holding hand.

The green grass on the ground was oppressed by his power and all fell towards Zhang Xiaopeng. The trembling pointed grass blades were like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed.

Zhang Xiaozhu looked Ye Shisan up and down, and then asked: "Do you have a sister named Ye Mingyue?"

"——" Ye Mingyue, who was hiding in the folding space behind her, gave Zhang Xiaopou a big white eye.

"I don't have a sister. Why, do we look alike?" Ye Shisan asked curiously.

Zhang Xiaozu nodded and said, "You are a bit like her."

"Which point?" Ye Shisan asked.

Ye Mingyue was also curious because of Zhang Xiaozu's remarks. She looked at Ye Shisan carefully again, but she didn't find that she looked anything like Ye Shisan.

"Woman." Zhang Xiaozu responded.

"?" Ye Shisan didn't understand.

Zhang Xiaozhu raised the corner of his mouth and said: "I mean you look like her gender

, to put it simply, you look like a woman."

"——" Ye Mingyue rolled her eyes fiercely. She listened with her ears perked up for a long time, curious about how she and Ye Shisan looked alike. Little did she know that Zhang Xiaozu was teasing Ye Shisan.

But looking at Ye Shisan's skin, which was almost whiter and tenderer than hers, she felt that Zhang Xiaozhu was not nonsense. This man did look a bit more feminine.

Ye Shisan's face instantly became terrifyingly gloomy.

Growing up, he was most afraid of others saying that he looked like a woman, even if it was a joke. This has almost become a negative thing for him.

But walking on the street, people will still say that he looks like a woman, and many people even suspect that he is a woman disguised as a man.

The root cause is because his skin is too white.

He had been exposed to the sun for a whole summer, and finally tanned his skin a little bit, but in less than half a month, his skin became white and tender again. He was so angry that he wanted to put two scars on his face to add to himself.

A somewhat ferocious look.

"die!"

Ye Shisan's eyes were cold and murderous, the word "death" sounded, and he stomped on the grass.

Whoosh!

The trembling grass blades rose up from the ground in an instant, shooting towards Zhang Xiaopeng with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Zhang Xiaozu slashed with the bone knife, and a flaming phoenix-tailed firebird emerged from the bone knife. It flapped its wings and grew dozens of feet in length, setting the entire river bank on fire.

The "flying sword" blade of grass had no time to get close to Zhang Xiaopeng's body, and was burned to ashes by the fierce fire.

Chirp!

The huge body of the phoenix-tailed firebird hovered in the air, and then rushed toward Ye Shisan with blazing flames.

Zheng!

Ye Shisan unsheathed his sharp sword and didn't even glance at the phoenix-tailed firebird swooping down. He just stared at Zhang Xiaopeng and sneered disdainfully: "It's so fancy that it's vulnerable to a single blow!"

As he spoke, he raised his sword.

The blade of the sword perfectly blocked the swooping beak of the Phoenix-tailed Firebird, which was as sharp as a crossbow.

The crowd watching the battle on the other side of the river held their breath conditionally.

However, the scene of a violent impact that shook the earth as they imagined did not happen.

Only a low hum was heard in the air.

An energy ripple that was vaguely visible to the naked eye erupted from the impact point of the sword and spread out. The ripples immediately rippled and swept across the Phoenix-tailed Firebird's entire huge body.

The Phoenix-tailed Firebird stood strangely still in the air, and the fiercely burning flames on its body also stopped jumping after ripples swept across it.

The next moment, the flames extinguished and the huge body of the Phoenix-tailed Firebird disappeared.

Then, Zhang Xiaozu emerged from the shadow of the phoenix-tailed firebird, baring his big white teeth.

The red bone knife, emitting white smoke, struck Ye Shisan's head and chopped it off.

Ye Shisan's eyelids twitched wildly.

He thought Zhang Xiaopeng was in front.

He never expected that it was just Zhang Xiaozu's deception to confuse him, and Zhang Xiaozu's true body had already been hidden in the shadow of the phoenix-tailed firebird, and remained hidden until he shook his wrist and sheathed his sword.

When you are weak, you will seize the opportunity to attack violently.

"Despicable!" Ye Shisan cursed in his heart and quickly waved his sword to resist.

Swords clashed and sparks flew.

The energy surged, rushing around, blasting pits on the grass, and the rapid river set off waves several feet high.
To be continued...