Qin Feng curiously stepped into the sword house, and a sharp sword energy hit his face.
It was as if he had entered a world of swords, and sword energy appeared in waves, as if to warn intruders to exit quickly, otherwise they would be torn apart by countless sword energy.
Qin Feng did not stop at this, and took another step forward. The sword power around him also exploded, forcibly suppressing the surging sword intent in the entire Jianlu.
Buzz! Buzz!
The sword in the sword house immediately sensed Qin Feng's invincible sword heart, and began to make crisp sword sounds, as if millions of stars were lighting up to crown the emperor in the sword.
"Wanjian Chaozong!"
Mu Xiu first exclaimed, and then sighed: "On the road of not being a human being, my lord has gone further and further!"
"Everything is boring. I keep saying it. Isn't it annoying?"
Qin Feng couldn't help but complain and began to look at Jianlu.
I saw swords of different shapes placed on rows of shelves, with extremely strong sword power surging on them, describing the glory of their owners back then.
Especially deep in the Sword House, there is a huge stone platform with more than a dozen holy swords floating on it. The sword power exuded is far stronger than that of other swords.
"It is worthy of being a famous sword villa. There is only one sword for a thousand years, and one sword can last for thousands of years!"
After Qin Feng looked around, he was also shocked.
The hidden swords inside are abundant, with the lowest level reaching the special level, and the dozen or so swords on the stone platform even reaching the holy level.
Although these swords are nothing in his eyes, each sword represents a kind of sword intention.
If he put them all into the Endless Sword Box, his sword power would have to be strengthened at least ten times.
If these swords were upgraded into artifacts, he really couldn't imagine how powerful the Zhoutian Star Sword Formation would be.
Mu Xiu reminded: "Lord, time is running out!"
"knew!"
Qin Feng took out the autumn bean sack and threw it into the air, opened his mouth wide, and the terrifying suction force was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. In just a moment, not a single sword was left in the entire Sword House.
But after putting away the swords in the sword hut, Qin Feng had no intention of leaving.
According to his experience as a bookworm for ten years, since Mingjian Villa is a copy of Ye Chen, there is a high chance that there is a chance treasure.
Just like when he destroyed the Golden Eagle Sect and accidentally snatched his second brother's chance treasure.
Pooh!
Those are his close friends, relatives, and brothers. Even if he is killed, he will not do anything wrong to his brothers.
It was clearly Xiaobai who robbed his second brother of his opportunity, and the little bean sprouts on its head were irrefutable proof.
He, Qin Feng, is innocent!
“Sure enough, something slipped through the net!”
Mu Xiu followed Qin Feng's instructions and started calculating with the compass.
I saw him entering the sword house and lifting up a floor tile. Inside was a delicate wooden box. After prying it open, there was a shabby map, which was one of several maps about the treasures of the previous dynasty.
Qi Xiuyuan suddenly said: "No wonder Mingjian Villa has shown no mercy to the Ye family. It turns out they have a map in their hands."
"With this map, we will be more confident in estimating the treasures of the previous dynasty!"
Mu Xiu looked at the map with great joy and couldn't wait to start.
You must know that this is a treasure from the past that gathers many causes and effects. Throughout ancient history, no Feng Shui master dared to risk his life to deduce it.
But now, relying on the fact that cause and effect is not involved, he can directly deduce his location regardless of the way of heaven.
Once he succeeds, he will be famous forever, surpassing all famous Feng Shui physiognomists in history, and will also be the object of worship for future Feng Shui physiognomists.
“Professional!”
Master No. 3 couldn't help but sigh, feeling like he had found an organization.
In the past, he was often spotted fighting alone, and was later chased around the world by a group of people.
But things are different now. There are professional intelligence personnel, professional gold-medal thugs, the best calculator in ancient times, and even an overly cautious leader.
From now on, my mother no longer has to worry. He is being hunted all over the world after committing murder and arson!
"Ding dong, congratulations to the host for seizing the opportunity to snatch the mythical Chosen Son and gaining 5 million villain points!"
"Ding dong, congratulations to the host for seizing the opportunity to snatch the mythical Chosen Son and getting an enhanced lottery chance!"
"Knowledge alters your fate!"
Qin Feng couldn't help but want to throw his head back and laugh three times. Han Chuang's ten years of hard study really paid off.
at this time--
A cold shout came from behind, "What kind of thief dares to break into my Famous Sword Villa!!"
"Um!?"
Qin Feng glanced back.
I saw a few disciples of Famous Sword Villa coming to kill with swords, and their cultivation levels were all in the misty realm.
"Ye Chen!!"
The moment they saw the other party turning around, several disciples exclaimed.
"Yes, I am Ye Chen, the God of War!"
A cruel look flashed between Qin Feng's brows, and the silver spear in his hand stabbed like lightning.
The gun shoots out like a dragon with murderous intent!
"not good!!"
Several disciples exclaimed again and hurriedly waved their swords to resist.
It's a pity that the cultivation level of Piaomiao Realm is powerless in front of Qin Feng, who is in Life and Death Realm.
The spear tip was as powerful as a rainbow, carrying earth-shaking power, as if no amount of defense could stop it, trying to pierce the sky.
Boom!!
A deafening roar sounded, and terrifying energy was released crazily.
"puff!!"
Several disciples spurted out blood and fell to the ground, their vision began to blur.
"Quick, don't let anyone run away!"
The sound of rushing wind from all directions was getting closer and closer, and one could tell that there were many people coming.
"The blood debts of the twenty-seven members of my Ye family will be collected today with some interest!"
Qin Feng turned around coolly, said nothing, and left with Mu Xiu and others leisurely.
"puff……"
Several disciples spat out another mouthful of blood, closed their eyes and went to get their lunch boxes.
"not good!!"
Yi Jian and the Seven Great Sword Slaves finally rushed over, and many disciples came from all directions.
However, Qin Feng and others had already left, leaving only corpses and an empty sword house, where all the tens of thousands of famous swords had been looted.
Seeing this scene, everyone felt their heads buzzing.
That is the famous sword that their Mingjian Villa has collected for several generations. It is the foundation and inheritance of their Mingjian Villa. Once it is lost, it will mean that the inheritance of the Mingjian Villa is cut off.
"The array protecting the village is not damaged. Could it be a house thief!?"
The seven sword slaves frowned.
They had just checked that the formation to protect the village was intact, and there was no sign of an invasion from a powerful enemy.
"try to find!!"
Yi Jian started to say incompetently and furiously: "No matter who the opponent is, we must find the sword lost in the sword house!!"
"yes!"
The seven sword slaves looked extremely serious and knew clearly the seriousness of the matter.
at this time--
Qin Feng didn't have the consciousness to kill people and set fires, but he went to visit again without hesitation.
Qi Xiuyuan said in confusion: "Master, what are we going back for!?"
"You are such a heartless person!"
Qin Feng said sadly: "Everyone's swords are gone, and the inheritance is about to be cut off. Since we have the ability to refine magical weapons, shouldn't we help them refine a batch of magical swords..."