Chapter 254 Hidden sword for five hundred years, just for the present
"Are they having a heart-to-heart talk?"
Everyone was discussing quietly.
"Wan Xuanchen was originally a dragon that soared in the nine heavens, but he was held back by the Wan family. Five hundred years ago, the Wan family's foundation was damaged by civil strife. If he left, the Wan family's luck would be greatly reduced, and it would probably decline. If he were an ordinary person,
Becoming a disciple of a hidden family brings great blessings. However, for Wan Xuanchen, the Wan family not only cannot be his help, but actually hinders his progress."
A certain powerful man in the hidden world felt sorry for Wan Xuanchen. If such a monster had not been deprived of part of his luck by the Wan family, he would have become famous in the heavens and would be invincible among his peers.
"It is said that Wan Xuanchen is aloof and does not like to communicate with others. But Wan Hanyi can chat with Wan Xuanchen freely, which shows that Wan Hanyi is not an ordinary person. The Wan family played their good cards to pieces, and two unparalleled monsters were killed because of
Wanjia fell into the mortal world."
Neither Wan Hanyi nor Wan Xuanchen cared about power, but the top management of the Wan family didn't think so, and a choice had to be made. Then, Wan Xuanchen became the target of Wan family's training, while Wan Hanyi escaped from Wan family with a narrow escape.
Home.
"I guess those old guys from the Wan family are all regretting it. If the Wan family showed mercy during the civil strife five hundred years ago and didn't do things so cruelly, the Wan family would definitely be the two most talented people in the world."
The monk who had a grudge against the Wan family laughed loudly and scolded the old monks from the Wan family.
On the warship, Wan Tuyuan listened to the conversation between the two and looked slightly unhappy: "Xuan Chen, why are you talking to him so much? Quickly suppress him."
"The date of the battle has not yet arrived, so there is no rush."
Wan Xuanchen directly disobeyed Wan Tuyuan's order.
Wan Tuyuan's face darkened a bit, but he did not continue to give orders. Wan Tuyuan knew Wan Xuanchen's character very well. Once Wan Xuanchen objected to something, no one could force Wan Xuanchen, not even the ancestor of the Wan family.
Neither works.
"This situation calls for a glass of fine wine."
Wan Xuanchen swept away the tea on the table and took out a pot of fairy brew.
Wan Xuanchen poured another glass for Wan Hanyi: "This is not Wanjia's wine, but brewed by our master."
"I don't like drinking." Wan Hanyi only likes drinking tea and is not interested in alcohol.
"Drink." Wan Xuanchen raised the glass and handed it to Wan Hanyi.
Wan Hanyi looked at Wan Xuanchen, slowly stretched out his hand to hold the wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.
The entrance is spicy, the wine is rich in aroma, and the aftertaste is endless.
"Hahaha." Wan Xuanchen laughed several times and drank several cups.
When Wan Xuanchen was born, his mother had difficulty giving birth and died because of him.
Wan Xuanchen has never enjoyed maternal love since he was sensible, and he has never had a close friend. He is the young master of the Wan family and is extremely talented. His peers only fear and fawn over him.
Later, Wan Xuanchen met his mentor and embarked on a long path of spiritual practice.
In fact, despite Wan Xuanchen's extremely high status and great reputation, no one can understand the loneliness in his heart.
Today's joke with Wan Hanyi made Wan Xuanchen open his heart a little, and he drank from the wine bottle regardless of his own face.
An hour later, Wan Hanyi stood up slowly and said in a deep voice: "We will fight in three days. I will not show mercy."
"Me neither."
The corners of Wan Xuanchen's mouth slightly raised.
The two cherished each other, but because of their different positions, they had to fight.
Wan Hanyi needs to take revenge, get rid of his inner demons, and prove himself. Wan Xuanchen needs to protect the fate of the Wan family, and his biological father was the instigator of civil strife five hundred years ago.
On the warship, Wan Tuyuan looked at Wan Xuanchen who had returned. He did not blame him, but only warned: "If a war breaks out, don't be benevolent as a woman."
"I understand." Wan Xuanchen and Wan Hanyi looked at each other from a distance and whispered: "The most respectful way to respect him is to fight him without reservation."
At the top of the mountain, Wan Hanyi thought that Wan Xuanchen would be as aggressive as his father, but unexpectedly it was completely the opposite.
Wan Xuanchen is like a lone traveler trudging through the world of mortals. The people around him only care about their interests. Wan Hanyi can feel that Wan Xuanchen's heart is very lonely, like leaves falling in the autumn wind, lifeless.
Compared with Wan Xuanchen, Wan Hanyi seems to be much luckier. At least he still has his master, his junior brothers and sisters, and they are in the same family.
Three days passed in a blink of an eye.
Today, the first ray of sunlight penetrated through the layers of clouds and mist and shone on the boundless land.
Everyone looked up at the sky, and a tense and solemn atmosphere slowly emerged.
The day of the battle has arrived.
Wan Hanyi was wearing a pale white gown, with a jade belt tied around his waist and a jade pendant hanging on his waist. He held a three-foot iron sword in his right hand and stepped on the highest point of Kongqi Mountain in one step.
Xu Changge, Yan Qingyou and others retreated to the outskirts of Kongqi Mountain, feeling heavy.
Wan Xuanchen is wearing a long purple dress, his long hair is wrapped with a purple hairband, and his face is as handsome as the person in the painting.
"Wan Hanyi is holding a rusty sword. Are you so poor?"
"What's the difference between fighting Wan Xuanchen with such a sword and seeking death?"
"The Wanyan Holy Land shouldn't be so poor!"
Some people were talking quietly, feeling that Wan Hanyi had no chance of winning and had lost from the beginning.
Suddenly, a powerful swordsman shouted loudly: "Shut up, I'm a bunch of short-sighted people, you know nothing!"
"Lord Lingchen Sword."
Everyone wanted to get angry, but when they saw the speaker, they instantly lost their temper and just obeyed.
Lord Lingchen Swordsman is a holy swordsman from Zhongling Province, his strength is outrageous.
There are a total of ten supreme Tao swords in all nine states in the world. One fell into the hands of the old blind sword master and was named Yuying. The other one was controlled by Lingchen Sword Master and was called Xueque.
Being able to defeat the Supreme Dao Sword and not being afraid of being coveted by the strongest in the world, one can imagine how strong Lingchen Sword Master is.
"The sword is hidden in the body, ready to go. This is the true meaning of swordsmanship, the state of returning to nature. If you sit in a well and look at the sky, how do you know how evil this boy is?"
Lingchen Sword Lord has practiced Taoism for five thousand years, devoted himself to swordsmanship, and has not married yet. He did not allow the world to slander a true sword cultivator, so he spoke out and scolded the ignorant people.
"It has been hidden for five hundred years, just for the present."
Yan Qingyou sighed. Although he seemed heartless on the surface, he knew that Wan Hanyi had endured unimaginable torture.
"How strong is Senior Brother's swordsmanship?"
Luohuangxue has known Wan Hanyi for many years, but has never seen Wan Hanyi truly reveal his strength. Luohuangxue only knows one thing: Wan Hanyi is very strong and can comprehend the sword by looking at the sky and the moon, comprehend nature, and integrate into himself.
"Senior brother, only after this battle can you eliminate your inner demons and embark on the true path of supreme swordsmanship."
Xu Changge knew that the battle between Wan Hanyi and Wan Xuanchen would end in both sides losing, but he still did not stop it. Wan Hanyi had accumulated five hundred years of hatred and obsession, which must be released and cannot be held in any longer.
A strong wind suddenly rose, and the momentums of Wan Hanyi and Wan Xuanchen were colliding, testing each other.