Chapter 343: Ancient Ancestor of the Dwarf Tribe

The news that several human races broke into the Qinghe City Lord's Mansion and killed Hai An and a group of elf masters in order to save a human girl shocked countless sects and families in Qinghe City.

"The Qingchenghe Young City Lord was crushed by a human race boy! I heard that the blood was all over the ground and his death was horrible!"

"For a human girl, he actually slaughtered so many elf masters and killed the young city lord. He is crazy, absolutely crazy!"

The strong men of the sects and families were furious.

After Yang Xiaotian and his friends returned to Tieshan Village, Yang Xiaotian continued to comprehend the Thousand Buddha Sword Dao in the wooden house.

Just as Yang Xiaotian was comprehending the Thousand Buddha Sword Dao and the eleventh sword heart was becoming more and more condensed, Hai Ba and a group of masters stood on the ruins of the Qinghe City Lord's Mansion.

Hai Ba looked at the bodies of the elf masters, his eyes were full of terrifying murderous intent.

He walked to his son's body and looked at his son's head that had been crushed. His heart twitched.

He said nothing.

Just like that, he stood there staring at his son's body, trying his best to suppress the violent killing intent in his heart.

The men behind him kept silent, and no one dared to speak.

"He is in Tieshan Village?" Haiba said after a long time.

"Yes, sir, the human boy is in Tieshan Village." A subordinate hurried forward and said.

"Bring those people from Shijia Village here." Haiba's voice was chilling.

Soon, Shi Sheng and several masters from Shijia Village were all brought to Haiba.

Shi Sheng had his arms torn off by Yang Xiaotian. At this time, he looked at Haiba with horror: "Lord City Lord, this matter has nothing to do with us, and we didn't expect this to happen."

"Please forgive us, Lord City Lord."

However, before he finished speaking, Haiba inserted his left hand into his chest, then dug out a heart with force, squeezed it with his hand, and crushed it.

The other masters in Shijia Village were so scared that their hearts stopped suddenly.

Haiba had no expression on his face, dug out the hearts of several people, and crushed them.

"Use all your strength to check! I want to know which family that lowly human boy belongs to!"

"I will make him regret living in this world!"

Hai Ba's face was ferocious, as if he was crazy, with blood on his hands, like a demon from hell.

Several days passed.

Yang Xiaotian practiced the Thousand Buddha Swordsmanship and comprehended the Thunder of the Nine Heavens in the grove.

One night.

Yang Xiaotian, who was practicing the Thousand Buddha Swordsmanship, suddenly burst out with nine-color sword energy all over his body.

After the tenth nine-color sword light, the eleventh nine-color sword light bloomed.

The eleven nine-color sword lights condensed together, illuminating the entire grove, and even the night sky turned into nine-color colors.

Feeling the power of Yang Xiaotian's eleven sword hearts, the three people of Bingyan Qilin were shocked.

"It's eleven sword hearts!"

"Young Master has condensed the eleventh sword heart!"

The three were very excited.

Nine sword hearts are already the posture of a sword god.

Ten sword hearts are unparalleled in the ages!

What about eleven sword hearts?

The only one in the world!

That's right, the only one in the world.

As far as they know, no one in Cang Shen Continent has condensed eleven sword hearts.

At present, even the strongest sword god only has ten sword hearts.

In the yard, Yang Xiaotian felt the power of the eleven sword hearts and suddenly stabbed out with a sword.

Suddenly, a sword energy directly penetrated through one big tree after another, passed through the grove, and hit the mountain outside the grove.

Just now, his sword energy clearly passed through the trunks of these trees, but these trees were not hurt at all.

However, the mountain in the far distance was directly pierced by the sword energy, and a sword hole with a diameter of tens of meters was blasted out. The sword hole penetrated the entire mountain and came out from the other side of the mountain.

"Congratulations to the young master for condensing eleven sword hearts. The young master is unparalleled in the ages!" Bingyan Qilin and the other three came to Yang Xiao and said excitedly.

Yang Xiaotian shook his hand and said with a smile: "It's just eleven sword hearts, how can it be unparalleled in the ages." Then he said with a smile: "If I can condense fourteen nine-color sword hearts, that would be unparalleled in the ages."

The three people of Bingyan Qilin were stunned.

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Fourteen?

They couldn't imagine how invincible it would be if Yang Xiaotian could really condense fourteen sword hearts.

In fact, Yang Xiaotian was not bragging. If he could subdue more magic swords, he would soon be able to condense the fourteenth sword heart like the Lord of Cangshen in the past.

Now, he has eleven sword hearts. If he comprehends the thunder and nine days and has a chance to condense the twelfth sword heart, then he only needs two more.

"I wonder if there are magic swords in the Hundred Races Empire." Yang Xiaotian thought to himself.

Now, he still needs two magic swords! He has a chance to condense all fourteen sword hearts.

Afterwards, Yang Xiaotian asked the three people if they had heard that the Hundred Races Empire had a magic sword.

Tianqing Leimang pondered and said, "I heard that an ancient ancestor of the dwarfs forged a magic sword called the Sword of All Things. However, with the disappearance of the ancient ancestor of the dwarfs, the Sword of All Things also disappeared."

"The Sword of All Things." Yang Xiaotian read it once, and then asked, "What is the name of the ancient ancestor of the dwarfs?"

"It's called Man Lei." Tianqing Leimang said, "The dwarfs seem to have been looking for the whereabouts of this ancient ancestor Man Lei. If you want to find Man Lei, you may ask the dwarfs. The dwarfs should know about Man Lei."

Yang Xiaotian nodded.

However, he couldn't enter the dwarfs now, so he could only wait for Grandpa Tie Qiulan to come back.

Afterwards, Yang Xiaotian learned from the Devil Ancestor Mie Tian that the sea tyrant was investigating him these days and was constantly gathering elf masters.

The Devil Ancestor of Destruction said respectfully: "Sir, how about I go and crush his head now?"

Yang Xiaotian shook his head and said: "No need for now."

Isn't Haiba going to gather the masters of the elves? Then let him gather, the more the better.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

During these ten days, Yang Xiaotian mainly practiced Thunder Movement for Nine Days and comprehended the ancient Thunder God Sword Dao.

Under the effect of the Tianpin Sanyuan Purple Gold Pill, his cultivation level quickly reached the peak of the second level of the Emperor Realm, and he was only one step away from breaking through the third level of the Emperor Realm.

The New Year is approaching, and the snow is falling.

It's the end of the year again.

When Yang Xiaotian was practicing swordsmanship on the snow in the yard, he saw Tie Qiulan running into the grove with a look of surprise, and waved to Yang Xiaotian happily from a distance: "Sir Yang, my grandpa is back!"

When Yang Xiaotian heard that Grandpa Tie Qiulan was back, he stopped practicing swordsmanship and was overjoyed. Grandpa Tie Qiulan came back early, which was great news.