"Young man, are you here to find a sword too?" said an old man, with white hair and hair, looking very old.

"Look at it everywhere, in fact, I'm just here to see it."

"It is a great mentality to have this kind of mentality. Everything in the world is entangled with cause and effect, neither strong nor weak, neither fate nor luck."

"What I said is, but I am not a good mentality, but a sword cultivator."

"Oh. Knife, it's no surprise."

"The two seniors are here to choose swords?"

"I'm old, come out for a walk."

"Please, two seniors."

...

Wang Chang'an walked into Jianshan. The momentum of Jianshan was majestic and majestic, with the momentum of floating world and the vast mountains and seas.

"How might it be."

Wang Chang'an walked up to a sword mountain, and there were swords beside him. Most of the swords here were not ordinary, and each one was worth a thousand gold.

Wang Changan pulled out a handful of swords, and even if the rake of the sword was rusty, it was still sharp.

"Good sword."

Wang Changan praised and saw swords. Some of them didn't even have scabbards, and some were even broken.

It has been too long, and even the powerful famous sword has become corrupt.

Wang Chang'an saw an ancient sword. The sword patterns on it were very ancient, and it seemed to be born with natural textures, intertwined with a great road.

Wang Chang'an touched the sword, and his sword body trembled slightly. This was definitely a famous sword of ancient times.

This sword is definitely better than the famous sword of 90% of the sword tomb. Holding it in your hand, you can feel the immortal sword intent of the sword flowing.

Wang Changan liked it very much, but he didn't move, so he left it for future generations.

"Damn girl, I'm still here to choose a sword if I'm blind."

Wang Changan heard the sound of wrestling and looked back. A little girl was lying on the ground with her eyes closed. She couldn't see it and was knocked down by a boy.

The young man cursed and walked away, and the little girl stood up touching the ground. She was very strong and stumbled all the way. The terrain of Jianshan was like a flat ground for the warrior, but it was extremely difficult for the little girl.

With a bang, he hit Wang Changan.

The clothes on his body were torn very much, and he touched Wang Changan's clothes with his dirty hands.

"Are you afraid? They bullied you like this."

Wang Changan spoke, obviously scaring her. Her face was a little dim, but her smile was very warm.

"Not afraid, big brother, are you also a swordsman?"

"No, the big brother is a swordsman, you can't see it, why are you doing in Jianzhong?"

"Because I want to practice swords, I heard that there is something called spiritual consciousness that can see farther and clearer than the naked eye."

"There is such a thing."

"As long as I can practice swords, I can see it. I have grown up so old, but I still don't know what the world looks like?"

"Okay, I am ambitious. What kind of sword do you want? Big brother will help you find it." Wang Changan said seriously.

"I want a smaller handful and you can pick it up."

"Okay, my brother will take you to find it."

Wang Changan's spiritual sense suddenly expanded outward, and he wanted to help the little girl find a better sword.

"Let's go." Wang Changan picked up the little girl and stepped out hundreds of feet in one go.

"Is this flying? Big brother, I heard that warriors can fly."

"Um."

"So this is the feeling of flying!"

Wang Changan found many swords, but after reading them, he was not satisfied and wanted to give the best one to the little girl.

The two of them searched for each other for a long time. Whenever the little girl asked about it, Wang Changan said that the sword was too big and was not suitable for her.

Just as the two were searching, a green light flashed by instantly, and several swordsmen joined forces to chase after him, and Wang Changan raised his hand and snatched it.

Locked the green light, it was a famous sword, which was startled by others, and the sword spirit fled automatically.

He was suddenly arrested and taken down by Wang Chang'an. Several sword cultivators arrived and saw Wang Chang'an holding a green light sword, he also retreated on his own.

No one is willing to violate the rules of the sword tomb, so they all rely on their means.

“Green light.”

The sword is all green in color, with the name of the sword written on it, it is born with ancient patterns and has a dark connotation of sword intention, so it can be regarded as a famous sword.

At least it is not an ordinary sword.

"Little girl, how about this sword?"

Wang Changan held the green light sword and asked the little girl to touch it. Her little hand holding the hilt of the sword couldn't help but be excited.

"Be careful, this is the sword blade, this is the pattern on the sword. What do you think? This sword is not bad."

"It's too heavy, I can't pick it up."

The little girl was very happy, but she couldn't take up the sword. The little girl was not a warrior, and Wang Changan ignored this.

"It's okay, my brother will help you find something better."

Wang Changan casually inserted the green light sword to the ground and took the little girl away.

"It's the Daxia dragon bird, the dragon bird." Someone exclaimed, and a famous sword flew away on one side of the sword wall, making a terrifying rainbow, clamoring like a dragon bird.

Many people are taking action, catching the Dragon Bird Sword with big hands.

Wang Changan only took a look and stretched out with one hand. The power of heaven and earth surged, and he held the dragon bird in his hand with great terrifying power.

Big hands exploded one by one, and Wang Changan's power strongly interrupted all the swordsmen's methods.

silent.

The long sword roared, and the sword body trembled slightly in Wang Chang'an's hand, with the breath of a dragon and a bird.

"Where does this come from? It's so powerful?" a swordsman said dissatisfied.

"I don't know, I'm very strong, probably not a swordsman from Zhongzhou."

"Isn't this the guy who took Qingguang away? Why did he start snatching the sword again? Does Qingguang look down on him?"

"Little girl, how about this sword?"

Under everyone's confusion, Wang Changan asked the little girl to touch the Dragon Bird Sword.

"The sword I stolen was actually going to give it to that girl. What a pity, that girl didn't have any breath of cultivation."

"Isn't this a bad dragon bird?"

Some people were very dissatisfied, but Wang Changan didn't care at all.

"Big brother, is this sword good? Why don't you give it back to them!"

"It's not a good sword. Do you think you like it or not? If you don't like it, you'll find a better one for you."

"It's too long." The little girl said cautiously, "Big brother, why don't you forget it."

The Great Xia Dragon Bird Sword is slender and has a foot of one meter and two meters. It is red all over. It has a sword tip as silver as silver, and is inlaid with twenty-one red blood jade beads.

"It's okay, this sword tomb is very big. There is always a sword suitable for you. This sword is not very good. Let's look for it again."

Wang Changan abandoned the sword casually, and this action made the sword cultivator present angry.

But when everyone thought of Wang Chang'an's strength, they suppressed their anger.

Wang Chang'an has a gentle and gentle atmosphere, and he has a temperament that is not comparable to ordinary people.

Wang Changan and his little girl took action from time to time to snatch famous swords, but the little girl looked down on him, and Wang Changan abandoned the sword all the way.

The swords handled by them are all famous beings and are considered extremely powerful. This scene made many sword cultivators unbearable.

Wang Changan snatched another sword, and the sword was famous and the little girl was disliked. Wang Changan threw it out with a sword and asked others to snatch it.

"Boy, you won't give up the sword like this, and you won't let it go. This is the disappointment of the famous sword in the sword tomb."

A young swordsman said, and many people agreed at once.

The swordsmen are arrogant, but they are devout and respectful to the sword. The sword in their hands is their lifelong faith.

Fight with heaven, fight with earth, fight with people, fight with hands like your own relatives.

In the eyes of many people, Wang Chang'an's behavior is an insult to the sword.

How can a swordsman act like this?
Chapter completed!