From Ao Fu's mouth, Jiang Fan obtained some information about the current situation of Fengyun World.
At present, in the world of Fengyun, there are constant disputes in the rivers and lakes. The Supreme Martial Arts is just a decoration. The tyrant of Tianxiahui is ambitious and talented. In the past ten years, he has managed Tianxiahui Kindergarten in a prosperous manner. Now that Fengyun has grown up, he has begun to show his prowess, and the big
Senior brother Qin Shuang has grown up and opened up territory for the Tianxiahui.
It can be seen that Xiong Ba at this time is in the stage of being protected by luck.
Just like what the Clay Bodhisattva said to Xiong Ba: Isn't the golden lin just an object in the pond? It changes into a dragon when encountering the storm.
With the blessing of luck, everything will go against you.
However, Jiang Fan knew that the Tianxiahui was able to occupy half of the martial arts world so smoothly because of the unnamed massacre of eight major sects in the Central Plains more than ten years ago. Otherwise, the rise of the Tianxiahui would not have been so smooth despite several storms.
Now Wushuang City and Tianxia will divide the north and south and divide the world equally, and the world has fallen into a brief period of peace.
But this calm will not last long.
Knowing that this was the early stage of the storm, Jiang Fan had a rough plan in his mind.
He was not in a hurry to develop his power, but planned to collect the four sacred stones left by Nuwa first and forge them into a peerless divine weapon. The Heihan in Sword Worship Villa was a ready-made divine stone.
After a brief chat, Mrs. Ao led the way, the black and white evil spirits pushed the wheelchair forward, the little ding cat was accompanying them, and the angry chicken stood on the handle of the wheelchair and hitched a ride.
The group of people walked towards the sword pond.
Jiang Fan casually looked at the environment in Baijian Villa. There were splendid buildings, pavilions, bridges and flowing water everywhere. They were magnificent, yet fresh and elegant. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "He is worthy of being the biggest victim of Fengyun. His wealth is as expected."
rich.
That's right, in Jiang Fan's view, Baijian Villa is the one who has been taken advantage of.
Every time Baijian Villa worked hard to forge a magic weapon, it would be snatched away by outsiders. No benefits could be gained, and someone had to be killed. What is it but taking advantage of someone else?
Now he is following the Sword Worship Villa, although the Divine Weapon still does not belong to the Sword Worship Villa, at least it can prosper.
[I am indeed a good person!]
Just when Jiang Fan was issuing a good person card to himself, a young man with yellow hair hurried over with a group of people.
"Tian'er, come here and pay homage to Emperor Wen."
Mrs. Ao saw Ao Tianhou and hurriedly asked her to salute. Her voice was soft and elegant, not like a mother, but like a seventeen-year-old girl in her bloom, although her face could not be seen clearly through the veil.
, but the hazy beauty makes people unable to help but be fascinated.
Of course, in Jiang Fan's eyes, Mrs. Ao's veil is in vain. Through the golden eyes, he can see the whole face of Mrs. Ao. As for Ao Tian, he looks a bit like Sha Matt. He is headstrong, arrogant and arrogant. In the Sword Worship Villa
The wind brings the wind, the rain brings the rain. Except for his mother, Mrs. Ao, and his master, Sword Demon, he looks down on no one.
Just now, Aotian went out for hunting and fun. As soon as he got home, he heard that someone broke into the Sword Worship Villa and killed the sword demon, which made him shocked and anxious.
"Mom, it's great that you're okay!"
Aotian didn't care about the life or death of other people, but he was still relatively filial. He was afraid that something might happen to Mrs. Ao, so even though he knew he was no match for her, he still brought people over. When he saw that his mother was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.
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Then he looked at Jiang Fan and others, mustered up his courage, and raised the sword in his hand: "Let go of my mother quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless with the sword.
"Tian'er, please stop being rude and put your sword down quickly."
Mrs. Ao scolded her hurriedly.
Then he smiled apologetically and said: "Don't be surprised, Emperor Wen. Tian'er is still young and not sensible. The Nu family will preach now."
Jiang Fan nodded slightly.
Madam Ao quickly pulled Ao Tian aside and began to give serious warnings, telling the truth about the death of Ao Tian's father and the current situation of Sword Worship Villa.
Aotian is a little arrogant and arrogant, but he is not a fool. He also understands that people have to bow their heads under the roof, and his nature is to bully the weak and fear the strong.
I was worried about my mother's safety just now, so I took courage.
When I think about it now, I feel a chill down my back.
The sword demon was so powerful that his head was blown off. He was still in the early stage of innate talent. If he really took action, he would not even be able to leave a whole corpse! So Aotian obeyed!
After a small episode, Aotian surrendered, at least on the surface.
Jiang Fan doesn't care about these little things, nor does he care whether Mrs. Ao and Ao Tian truly surrender. As long as he remains strong, these people will not dare to betray him.
After a while, the black and white evil spirits walked down the stairs with their wheelchairs on the left and right, and came to the sword pond. They saw that the mountains and plains here were filled with the prototypes of peerless swords, but these peerless swords were all superficial and had no spirit.
Jiang Fan's eyes were placed on the giant sword in the center of the sword pool.
"Mrs. Ao, Master Wen has ordered that no one is allowed to enter before the peerless sword has been tempered."
At this moment, a tall man holding a giant sword blocked the way, not giving Madam Ao any face.
Mrs. Ao scolded: "Wen Nu, this is the new owner of Sword Worship Villa, Emperor Wen of the Divine Gu. Please don't be rude. Get away quickly!"
Please avoid it."
A cold voice came, and the cold sword energy made Jiang Fan couldn't help but look at the other party.
The person who came was a beautiful woman, about twenty years old, with long hair as white as ice and snow, delicate facial features, and a tight-fitting white skirt and leather jacket that outlined her plump breasts and perky buttocks, as if she could be seen at any time.
She could break free from the restraints and break out of the silk fabric. Her slender waist was too tight to hold, and her beautiful white legs stood straight, highlighting her slender figure.
She carries two long swords filled with cold energy on her back. The cold sword energy blends with her, which shows that her swordsmanship is not weak.
According to the algorithm of this world, masters who belong to the early stage of innateness are not weaker than Aotian and can be regarded as the best among the younger generation of masters.
As for the change of ownership of Sword Worship Villa, neither of the two sword slaves care about it. All they care about is the peerless sword.
Jiang Fan glanced at the two sword slaves, looked at an old man in front of the giant sword in the sword pool, and said in a scornful tone: "If you don't want to be the best in the world, this peerless sword is fine if you don't cast it.
"A peerless sword is the most powerful sword. In the past hundred years, three generations of swordsmiths, Zhong, Leng and Wen, have spent their whole lives to forge this sword with a hundred years of fire."
The capable old man named Zhong Mei looked at the peerless sword burning in the fire with blazing eyes: "In order to make this sword more perfect, we have been working hard for hundreds of years to pursue the sword's length, width and weight without any compromise.
Just a hair’s breadth.”
"This sword is so perfect that it cannot be changed. Once it is born, its edge will overshadow all swords."
"Whether it is the most heroic heroic sword, or the fire lin of the evil god in the sword, or the unparalleled sword that can illuminate the sun and the moon, it will all be cut by a peerless sword, achieving its reputation as the strongest and most invincible sword!"
When Zhong Mei said this, she stared at Jiang Fan closely, observing the expression on his face when he heard this.
Those who insult him are allowed, but Zhong Mei will never agree to insulting a peerless sword.