At this time, Zhan Lingyuan was about to pull out the sword, but a sound suddenly sounded.
"Zhan Lingyuan, do you want to try it too?
Don’t waste your efforts!”
When the voice sounded, many people on both sides made way for a passage, and a few figures stepped forward.
The leader was a young man dressed in blood. The young man's eyes looked charming and his temperament was very cold. He was walking with his hands behind his back and looking at everyone with his eyes above his head.
"Young Master Xueying!"
Seeing this person, Zhan Lingyuan was stunned, then smiled and said: "Nothing happens, just give it a try."
When Zhan Lingyun saw the blood-clothed young man, her face turned cold.
Li Xianyu said quietly: "Who is this?"
"Young Master Xue Ying of Blood Mist Palace, this guy is very feminine, and his cultivation level has always been higher than that of my elder brother. I dislike this person the most."
Li Xianyu curled his lips and said: "The people your brother doesn't like may not be good people, but the people you don't like may not be good people!"
"Pooh!"
Zhan Lingyun snorted: "Don't look at this man as feminine, but he has special habits. He likes women aged thirteen or fourteen, and often tortures them to death. He is not a good person!"
When Li Xianyu heard this, he was stunned and said: "That is indeed not a good thing."
Zhan Lingyun said again: "The man next to him wearing green clothes and precious jade is Ling Pingqing from Lingxiao Mountain, and he is also one of the famous geniuses in Xihuatian. I don't know how they got together."
At this time, Zhan Lingyuan didn't care about Young Master Xueying's words and still went to try.
Zhan Lingyuan loved swords very much. When he saw this object, he knew that it was unlikely that he could pull it out, but he still wanted to try it.
After trying hard for a long time, the sword remained motionless in the scabbard. Even though Zhan Lingyuan concentrated his sword intent, he still could not pull it out.
Until finally, I had to give up.
Mr. Xueying smiled and said: "I told you earlier, you can't do it..." "My brother can't do it, how can you do it?"
Zhan Lingyun walked out at this time and snorted: "What nonsense are you talking about in this yin and yang weird place? Can you do it?"
How about my brother giving it a try? There are so many people trying it all day long, but it doesn’t work, so you have to let your bloody hero buzz in your ears like a fly?"
Young Master Xueying was so rushed by Zhan Lingyun, but the smile on his face did not diminish. He said with a smile: "Kan Yuan Sword is said to be a real soul weapon. How could Old Man Dongtian be willing to let this sword be taken away?
The sword cannot be taken away at all, I just think Brother Lingyuan is just like others, opportunistic and not advisable!"
"Why is this so opportunistic?"
Zhan Lingyun said angrily: "Even if you can't pull out the sword and really can't take it with you, why don't you give it a try just for fun?"
"Besides, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute. The people in my God of War Tower are not familiar with the people in your Blood Mist Palace."
Hearing this, many warriors who were watching the excitement around them took a step to avoid the violence.
The young ladies from these two parties turned out to be from the God of War Tower and the Blood Mist Palace. No wonder they made such bold remarks without any fear.
At this time, Young Master Xueying smiled and said: "I'm just telling the truth, Zhan Lingyun, what are you in a hurry for?
You think your brother has done something stupid and want to save some face for your brother?"
Stupid thing?
face?
What is this and what?
Zhan Lingyun was so angry at this time that she was too lazy to talk to Young Master Xueying.
"Brother, let's go."
It is really a bad mood to hang around with such people.
At this moment, just as Zhan Lingyun finished speaking, he heard the sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed.
At the same time, an unstoppable sword energy rose into the sky, and even the entire Dongtian Pavilion was filled with a terrifying aura of oppression.
Although it disappeared in an instant, it did exist.
At this moment, everyone was stunned.
Many people looked at the figure in white standing in front of the wall with dumbfounded eyes.
At this time, the young man in white said: "The sword, pull it out, I can take it away!"
At this moment, the place was filled with deathly silence.
This sword has been here for at least a thousand years, but no one has ever pulled out this sword in these thousands of years.
Many people even felt that Dongtian Pavilion deliberately took out the Kanyuan Sword to amuse everyone.
But now, at this moment, the sword was pulled out! Everyone was completely confused! This sword can really be pulled out! Zhan Lingyun opened his mouth wide at this moment and looked at the figure in front of him.
Qin Chen! Pull out this sword! At this time, several Dongtian Pavilion deacons around Kan Yuan Sword also looked shocked.
Can this sword really be pulled out?
One of the deacons was stunned and said: "Okay..." This is the rule of Dongtian Pavilion. Whoever can pull out the sword can take the sword away, and Dongtian Pavilion will never stop him.
Qin Chen nodded at this time, put the long sword into the scabbard, and held it casually.
"Let's go!"
Coming to Zhan Lingyuan and Zhan Lingyun, Qin Chen smiled.
"Brother Qin, how did you pull it out?"
Zhan Lingyuan felt like he was in a dream at this time.
He just tried it, and naturally he deeply felt the mystery of this sword.
The harder you push, the stronger the resistance becomes.
Moreover, he used various methods and the sword remained motionless.
But Qin Chen pulled it out casually and came out.
"Can't say."
Qin Chen smiled mysteriously.
Zhan Lingyuan immediately raised his hands and said, "I'm being rude."
Several people drew their swords at this time and were about to leave.
"Wait a minute!"
But at this moment, a voice sounded.
The bloody young master walked out at this moment and stood in front of several people.
"Young Master Xueying, you just said that this sword is a decoration and cannot be pulled out at all. What's wrong?
Qin Chen slapped you in the face, and now you want to stop us and prevent us from leaving?"
Zhan Lingyun smiled proudly at this time, as if she had pulled out the Kanyuan sword.
Young Master Xueying didn't care at this time. He looked at Qin Chen, stood with his hands behind his hands, and said: "I am Young Master Xueying of Blood Mist Palace. Many people in Xihuatian know my name."
"This young master can pull out the Kan Yuan Sword, and I am willing to buy it for 30 million Tianyuan Stone!"
Hearing this, Zhan Lingyun sneered and said: "Young Master Xueying, the Kanyuan sword is made of Kanyuan fine iron. It is said that this sword is a soul weapon and it is extremely powerful. You only need 30 million for it."
Want to buy it?"
Young Master Xueying gave Zhan Lingyun a cold look.
But Zhan Lingyun was not afraid.
Young Master Xueying has a very high status in the Blood Mist Palace, but Zhan Lingyun is also a princess of the God of War Tower. How can she be afraid of him?
Young Master Xueying looked at Qin Chen and said again: "Brother, if you sell this sword to me, I, Young Master Xueying, owe you a favor. If you encounter trouble in Xihuatian in the future, how many names will I have?"
Very majestic."
Qin Chen glanced at Mr. Xueying and said slowly: "I won't sell it."
As soon as these words came out, Young Master Xueying's face darkened.
"Brother, since I am willing to buy it, that is why I want it. I hope that brother will give me some face next time!"
The bloody hero still refuses to retreat.
"Give you face?
who are you?"
Qin Chen said curiously: "This sword belongs to Dongtian Pavilion. If you pull out this sword, the sword belongs to me. I don't want to give it to you. Do you understand?"