Click...

Almost at the same time, the barrel of spiritual spring in front of Zhang Tong suddenly shattered and turned into countless water vapors, which swarmed into the sword code. Then the sword code returned to its original state.

"Can you still swallow the spiritual spring? Is it because you have consumed too much sword energy?"

Zhang Tong's face was full of strange expressions.

But he didn't care.

It's just a bucket of spiritual spring, how can it be compared to the value of so much sword energy that I got?

This time I have mastered the Shushan Flying Sword.

I just don’t know how powerful it is?

"go……"

Zhang Tong tried to control the flying sword.

The swordsmanship that I learned earlier includes the content of sword control.

Perhaps because the flying sword is composed of mental power and sword energy, it is completely weightless and is very easy to control like an arm.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The flying sword cuts through the void, coming and going like lightning, which is breathtaking.

Suddenly, it flew out of the ancestral hall, and silently chopped down a large tree as thick as an arm's length, and fell down with a crash, stirring up smoke and dust all over the sky.

The momentum is shocking.

"what happened?"

Dozens of Ye family masters came from all directions like ghosts.

In the blink of an eye, he landed in front of the ancestral hall.

They are all men, some are old, some are middle-aged, and of course there are also young people. They all exude a strong aura and aura, and at first glance they are masters of cultivation or Taoism.

Ye Nantian and Ye's father were also among them.

At this time, Zhang Tong also realized the terror and power of the Ye family.

Not only cultivation, but also physical training.

Ye Nantian, a super genius, is most likely a master of Taoism and martial arts, so he entered Taoism at the age of eighteen. That was an achievement of physical training, but in cultivation, he will definitely go further.

"My Zhang family is still far away from being a wealthy family. The biggest gap is that the population is too thin."

Zhang Tong sighed secretly.

For the first time, I recognized Father Ye’s words.

It is really necessary to have more children.

Having children and grandchildren all becoming heroes is definitely a great happiness.

"Whose flying sword?"

Ye Long, the ancestor of the Ye family, had a bright light in his dim old eyes, staring intently at the flying sword that chopped off the tree and then floated in the air.

The others were also shocked, looking at Feijian in confusion.

No one has mastered Shushan Flying Sword for hundreds of years.

Now it suddenly appeared?

There is such a powerful genius in the family, and we didn't know about it?

What a dereliction of duty!

No one answered for a long time.

Zhang Tong was embarrassed and embarrassed. He originally wanted to test the power of the flying sword, but he didn't expect to cut off such an ancient tree.

That's golden nanmu.

Will you ask me to compensate?

Where can I get such a big golden nanmu tree?

Although there is a Baoxing tree, it is too big to even fit in a storage bag and cannot be brought back.

Let's see if we can get away with it?

I hope these old guys will stop checking.

Isn't it just a flying sword?

Nothing surprising.

I think all these experts can help.

What's more, now that my clothes are in tatters and my hair is a mess, it's really hard to go out and meet people.

"Oh my god..."

Ye Xue was already stunned.

Zhang Tong actually condensed the flying sword in such a short time?

how could it be possible?

You know, even the ancestor of the Ye family has been practicing for 180 years and still hasn't condensed the flying sword.

The spiritual sword he condensed is virtual, not physical.

Although the power is also extraordinary, it is certainly not as good as Zhang Tong's condensed flying sword, and the gap is very big.

Could it be that Zhang Tong's cultivation talent is so incredible?

Surpassing everyone in the Ye family and surpassing all the ancestors of the Shushan Sword Sect?

This is amazing!

"Ye Nantian, is this the flying sword you cultivated?"

The ancestor of the Ye family asked expectantly.

"It's not me. I haven't even successfully condensed the virtual sword yet, so why talk about the flying sword? However, after I practice with the spiritual spring for half a year, I will probably be able to condense the virtual sword."

Ye Nantian said awkwardly.

"Who is in the temple?"

The ancestor of the Ye family turned his attention to the ancestral hall.

"It's us."

Ye Xue and Zhang Tong walked out awkwardly after changing their clothes.

"Who are you? You don't look like our Ye family, do you?"

The ancestor of the Ye family looked at Zhang Tong with a dark face.

"Ancestor is like this..."

Father Ye and Ye Nantian explained it in detail.

"Twenty barrels of spiritual springs for one visit to the Sword Code? This is a good deal."

The ancestor of the Ye family nodded, very satisfied, but asked doubtfully: "Now I just want to know, who cultivated this flying sword?"

"This was accidentally done by this junior."

Zhang Tong felt unable to escape.

This tree is definitely in trouble.

I don’t know where to get a golden nanmu tree of the same size?

What bad luck.

"What? It's your first time to watch the Sword Code and you condensed the flying sword? Impossible, absolutely impossible." All the old antiques in the Ye family looked at Zhang Tong with disbelief on their faces, as if they were monsters.

Many of them have been practicing for more than a hundred years.

They haven't even condensed the flying sword yet.

Did they all live as dogs?

Could it be that there is such a terrifying genius in the world?

It takes half a day, no, a few hours to condense the flying sword?

Wouldn't it only take a few years to ascend to the immortal world?

Nonsense, absolutely impossible.

"Why is it impossible? I feel it is very easy."

As soon as Zhang Tong thought, the flying sword flew back with a whoosh and went directly into Zhang Tong's Yintang point.

This time there was no doubt anymore.
To be continued...