Chapter 389: Can’t even take my sword

Although the Van Family Guard was polite, his tone was unquestionable.

"Walk from other streets?" A Fanjia guard in the district of the Mozu seemed to drive them, and he couldn't help but flush his eyes, and his eyes turned red: "Do you let us detour?"

The defender of the Fanjia seeing the magic ancestors turned red with both eyes, and it meant to do it. He said coldly: "By detoured, it is better than losing his life. I advise you to detour."

"A detour to the street next to the side, there are a few hundred meters of road."

At this time, in the restaurant, Fan Wudong and the Van Family masters cheer the wine.

"Congratulations to the record of Cangshen Academy without words, and at the age of seventeen, I condensed ten sword hearts!" The elder of the Van Familiarity smiled.

"At the age of seventeen, he passed the assessment of the Cangshen Academy. He is definitely the youngest disciple of Cangshen College!" Another Van Familia's elder Vatican laughed.

"Cheng Lao, I just got the news. There was a person named Yang Xiaotian, 14 years old, and today passed the assessment of Cangshen Academy." At this time, the disciple of Van Family Van Weihao said.

"What? Fourteen years old?" As soon as Van Wei said, the Fan Fan's master was surprised at the scene.

Originally, everyone thought that Fan was speechless to join the Cangshen Academy at the age of seventeen, which has broken the record of Cangshen Academy.

I didn't expect a fourteen -year -old!

It was unexpected even without speaking.

"Yes, he is fourteen years old." Fan Weihao said: "However, he hunting 1,434 fierce beasts."

The elder of the Van Familiarity laughed: "Only hunting and killing more than a thousand fierce beasts. Such a combat power, a weak batch, is far away from speechless."

Fan Wuyan was hunting more than 27,000 fierce beasts.

It's almost twenty times!

Another elder Elder Fan Qing laughed: "If there is no sword without a sword, he estimates that he can't even be speechless."

At this moment, suddenly, there was a sullen shock outside the door of the restaurant and the Guard of Fanjia.

The masses in the restaurants are unexpected.

Some people dare to do the guards of their Brahma?

"Let's go out and see." Fan Wuyan stood up.

He was curious who dared to do the guards of the Brahma.

Is it Zeng Family? Still the Yan family? Or is it God's house?

Soon, Fan Wuyan and others came out of the restaurant. When they came to the door of the restaurant, they saw that more than a dozen Brahma guards guarding at the door of the restaurant were thrown aside.

Fan Weihao saw that it was Yang Xiaotian, which was quite surprised: "It's you!" Obviously, he recognized Yang Xiaotian.

"He is Yang Xiaotian!" He was speechless to Van, and Van Qing.

Fan was speechless, and Fan Qing and others all fell on Yang Xiaotian, which was very surprised.

"You are the fourteen -year -old boy who has just passed Cangshen College today?" Fan Wuyan reviewed Yang Xiaotian, his expression was arrogant: "However, you are bold and dare to hurt my Brahma's guard!"

The elder of the Van Familiarity looked at Yang Xiaotian interested, saying, "Are you called Yang Xiaotian, right? Are you interested in following us Brahma?"

"No interest at all." Yang Xiaotian shook his head.

Fan Wuyan's face was cold: "You think everyone is qualified to follow me, boy, if you can't even hold my sword, you are not even qualified to be my slave!" Speaking of this, the index finger and middle finger are together with the middle finger , To refer to the sword, waved out.

Suddenly, a amazing sword qi pillar bombarded Yang Xiaotian.

The sword is rolling, such as the thunderbolt of the sky, as well as the ice god arrow, which is extremely sharp.

Seeing that the opponent had a sword, Yang Xiaotian did not even urge the power of the fourteen sword heart, and even the Shilong Jue did not urge, but let the other party hit himself.

Alas!

A shock.

I saw Fan Wuyan's sword hit Yang Xiaotian.

Light shot.

Yang Xiaotian was standing there, the tattoo remained motionless, without any damage, and even did not retreat in an inch.

Fan was speechless. He looked at Yang Xiaotian's chest. He was there just now, and he didn't even leave a trace of sword marks. Not to mention the sword marks, Yang Xiaotian didn't even wrinkle his clothes.

The quality of this clothes is so good?

Fan Qing, Fan Cheng and others were also surprised at the Fan Family.

Just now the power of the Sword of Fan Wuyan, they all looked at them.

Although Fan Wuyou was just a casual sword and only spent ten % of his strength, but in his peers, he could accept the power of Vanzi.

Not to mention that the Sanzi sword was unscathed.

After Fan was speechless, he said, "No wonder it is so arrogant, daring is still a bit strong, but don't be proud, just now it's just my power."

"Look at the portion of my sword just now, I let you leave."

"Let's go."

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

After speaking, go back to the restaurant and continue drinking.

"Since I took a sword, you also picked me a sword." Yang Xiaotian suddenly said.

Fan was speechless.

"If you can't even pick up my sword, you have no qualifications for me to be a slave." Yang Xiaotian said this, and the same double fingers replaced the sword and hit out.

Suddenly, the sword is like the sea, and it will move to the world.

All the Van Family Rogged around only felt a shocking sword.

The Brahma was surprised. I didn't think about it. The whole body was supported. The shadows of the gods appeared behind him. His body.

This is exactly the Sanskrit merit of the Brahma.

It is also the strongest skill of the Fan family.

If the Sanskrit magic skill is cultivated to the peak, it can condense 10,000 Sanskrit. The more Sanskrit it condenses, the stronger its defense is. If it can condense 10,000 Sanskrit, its defense is simply invincible.

And Fan Wuyan has condensed 1,000 Sanskrit. It is amazing to condense 1,000 Sanskrit in the realm of martial honor.

No one in the past of the Fan family could condense 1,000 Sanskrit in the realm of martial honor.

Boom!

When Fan Wuyan's Sanskrit divine armor protected his body, Yang Xiaotian's sword energy hit the opponent's armor.

The armor shone brightly.

Fan Wuyan only felt an extremely powerful force that pushed him back again and again.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Finally, he knocked the door of the restaurant away and retreated to a corner of the restaurant, hitting the stone pillar, causing the restaurant to collapse.

And the 1,000 Sanskrit on his body were like candles in the wind, as if they were about to be blown out at any time.

The experts of the Fan family looked at Fan Zi who was blasted back to a corner of the restaurant, and were shocked and silent. Even Fan Weihao was stunned.

Not only the experts of the Fan family were stunned, but also Fan Wuyan, the Fan Zi of the Fan family.

He was the Fan Zi of the Fan family, the strongest disciple of the Fan family in a thousand years, but he was blasted back by an unknown boy!

"It seems that you can't even take my sword." Just when Fan Wuyan was stunned, Yang Xiaotian's voice sounded.

Can't even take a sword!

What's that?

You don't even have the qualifications to be a slave to Yang Xiaotian!

(3rd update in the evening)