Accompanied by the sword-shaped mountain light, a loud "boom" sound, the gray smoke on the top of the mountain rolled, and some force pushed the mountain out of the body and rushed away.
"Aoah..."
There were waves of dragon roars, and an ancient giant dragon rose from the mountain in the ash smoke, and flew into the air in the air, and then turned into an ancient sword, flying towards the ancient village.
"The ancient sword is born, the ancient sword is born..."
The old man with white beard stood blankly, muttering in his mouth, looking very excited.
Other villagers had only heard of the ancient generals of their village, just to wait for an ancient sword, but this time had passed too long, which made them not believe in whether this legend existed.
This shows that the sword-shaped mountain is like a legend, the mountain collapses, the sword energy turns into a dragon and soars into the sky, and their eyes show a look of admiration and admiration, or this is a kind of pride that has been guarding the sword for many years.
The golden ancient sword rotating around Lanfeng paused, and then swayed, and two "bangs" sounds in front of Lanfeng, left and right sides inserted into the ground. The wild aura rolled in, protecting Lanfeng behind him.
With a "bang", the ancient sword flew from the sky and penetrated into the golden blue ancient sword. It made waves of sword sounds with the two ancient swords, and it looked like it was born from the same origin.
The ancient sword is like a stone but not a stone. The sword body is carved with mountains, rivers and rivers, with a hint of ancient charm. Even Lan Feng felt that the ancient sword was carrying a hint of soul fluctuations and was screaming happily, looking very happy.
"Is it one of the eight swords?" Lan Feng thought to himself, and then stretched out his big bloody hand. The ancient sword trembled and floated up, and came to Lan Feng's hand on his own.
"Bang bang..." The golden blue ancient sword sounded and appeared, accompanied by Lan Feng's continuous shaking, and the wild aura gradually became stronger.
The old man with white bearded eyes kept staring at Lan Feng, as if he had been sad for a long time, he slowly carried his footsteps towards Lan Feng, and went to Lan Feng with a "bang" and knelt down, exclaiming "Master."
Everyone in the ancient village stared at the boss and stared at Lanfeng with a swish. Then they followed Lanfeng like an old man, knelt on the ground, exclaiming, "Congratulations to the master for returning to the ancient sword."
Lan Feng was looking at the ancient sword. The people from the ancient village knelt down at him like this. He suddenly became confused and shouted, "You...what are you doing?"
"Master, you are the Beiming Heavenly Lord who has been waiting for the sword guard in my ancient village for tens of thousands of years. The ancient sword broke out and the Heavenly Lord appeared as he said." The old man with white beard said with an excited sentence.
Lan Feng was a little confused and stood there blankly, for a moment, and then said, "I am not what you said about Beiming Heavenly Lord. Maybe you made a mistake. I just appeared here by accident, and I don't even know where this is."
"Young Master is the surname Lan, who comes from the vast world." The old man white-bearded shouted, with an unquestionable statement.
"I am Beimingtian of the Great Thousand World, the eldest son of the Lord of the Lan Realm. Isn't this Beimingtian?" Lan Feng asked in confusion, his face showing a solemn look.
Is the Great World? He heard from the old man who is in the inner demon doing good deeds that he is in a corner of the Great World, the North Mingtian. But after hearing the old man's words, it seems that this is not the Great World.
"That's right, and those who can be recognized by the ancient sword must be the ones who are waiting for the sword guard in my ancient village. The ancient village has existed in the Bone Burial Abyss since ancient times, waiting for the ancient sword, waiting for the arrival of the master. Congratulations to the master for returning to the ancient sword." said the old man Baibiao.
"Congratulations to the master for returning to the ancient sword." The people from the ancient village said in unison.
"Ahem..." Lan Feng coughed a little bloody lightly. He was too seriously injured and called out weakly, "You all get up first, I'm confused for you."
"It's the master." The old man white-bearded responded and stood up. The people from the ancient village behind him also stood up.
"Grandpa Baibing, can you make your words clearer, what is ancient and what is burying bone abyss? Isn't this really Beimingtian? What's going on..." Lan Feng asked.
"Master, why not hurt yourself first..." The old man with white beard seemed a little worried about Lan Feng's injury.
"Grandpa Baibing, Lan Feng is fine..." Lan Feng interrupted the old man's words. He felt a little confused. Before he figured out the matter, he would not believe the person who had met him just now.
“Buzz…”
At this time, waves of swords sounded, and dozens of people coming from swords appeared in the air. Several people paused in the sky and looked down.
"The ancient sword was born, and the ancient village did not need to exist. Kill all the people in the ancient village and snatched the ancient sword." The people shouted first, and at the same time, they pounced down on the air.
"It's a man in the city." The old man with white beard half-closed his eyes and raised his head and looked down at the figure who was falling down. He was filled with a strong fighting spirit and shouted, "Protect the master, the boys show off the magic sword in your hand, and kill these invaders for me. Following the master's footsteps, we will return to the vast world."
Two young girls in the ancient village, their petite figures fluttering, fell on both sides of Lanfeng. Without asking, they set up Lanfeng and retreated to the village.
"Kill..." The other spiritual warriors in the ancient village followed the footsteps of the white-bearded old man, and their figure flashed and rushed into the air.
"Bang bang..."
The sword energy was soaring in the sky, and the spirit flew all over the sky, and the two sides fought together.
People who are not spiritual warriors cannot control their energy and set up sword formations below, and sword energy is shaking the sky, making sword lights attack the people who are assassinating.
"Master, let's go." A pretty girl looked at each other with another girl, turned around with Lanfeng and walked quickly towards the village.
In the ancient village, there was bloody at this time, and there were villagers who were killed to death everywhere, and blood slowly flowed towards the bottom of the village entrance. Lan Feng and the other three were stunned when they saw this and stood in a daze. Is this?
"Dad...Mom..." A girl who came to the village with Lanfeng shouted twice, let go of Lanfeng's hand and rushed into the village, disappeared at the corner of the wall, Lanfeng stood there blankly, and was stunned for a moment.
Lan Feng slowly walked into the village with his eyes. He looked at the tragic situation of the dead villagers in the village, and his heart suddenly felt sore. It was all his own arrival. The ancient sword broke the seal, triggered the celestial phenomena, and led the enemy over.
"Bang bang..." A symphony of weapons came, and the voice of an old man Cang evoked, "Yun Yun, go quickly, the city is here for the ancient sword." Then there was a group of people laughing, followed by a filthy laugh. "Little girl, I'm born well, I feel sorry for me, little sister, do you want it? Brother loves you very much, hehe..."
"Come and take a look." Lan Feng said, and the girl nodded and helped Lan Feng and walked towards the source of the sound. The purpose was that a group of warriors turned to Yun Yun and teased him, then swung their swords to kill them, staining the earth with blood.
"Sister Yun Yun..." The girl roared, and rushed over with a sword. Lan Feng reached out to pull the girl, but he was seriously injured and could not use his strength. He moved a little slower. He opened his mouth and wanted to scream, but spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.
The girl is an intermediate warrior with too low cultivation. Before she could rush in front of her, she was killed by the flying sword of the spirit warrior. Blood stained the sky. Lan Feng sighed helplessly. He was filled with a strong anger and his eyes were dyed red with blood.
"The ancient sword is here, take the ancient sword over." One of the spiritual warriors shouted and rushed towards Lan Feng with a sword.