Chapter 1269 Everyone sweeps their own snow

In the Lingzu Continent, King Baijiao, who learned the news, immediately reported the situation to Yang Fan.

In response, Yang Fan just smiled lightly and said, "Ignore it."

Two days later, the discussion about the incident not only did not stop, but became more and more noisy. Countless people were paying attention to the movements of the Sword Saint Family.

And on this day, Situ Bo, the head of the Sword Saint Family, finally spoke out.

"Three days later, Bo, Huashan asks for the sword!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire human world was shocked, countless people screamed and made an uproar, and the top brass of the three major human alliances changed their expressions.

Although Situ Bo didn't explain clearly, everyone could tell that the person he was asking for a sword was Yang Fan!

The Sword Saint family finally couldn't hold back and wanted to seek justice for the dead Situ Fen. At the same time, they were also trying to clear the name of the Sword Saint family!

Bai Xiaoyu, who had been paying close attention to the development of the situation, immediately informed Yang Fan of the matter.

"Master, it's just Situ Bo, it's not worth your while. Let me go and I will ensure that Master's reputation will not be ruined!" Bai Xiaoyu looked eager to give it a try.

"Huashan...it's a coincidence." Yang Fan recalled something in his eyes, then shook his head and smiled: "Is it interesting to bully the weak with strength? You don't have to worry about this matter."

Bai Xiaoyu tilted his head and thought about it, it was indeed the case. He was a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator after all, and it was indeed a bit humiliating to cross the ocean to bully a young martial artist who didn't even have a golden elixir. He immediately felt relieved.

Immediately, her expression changed and she said: "Master, the reaction of the Sword Saint family is a bit strange. Is this Situ Bo's own intention or the intention of his junior brother?"

Yang Fan said slowly: "Wherever there are people, there will be overt and covert struggles. Situ Bo originally held great power and was in charge of the clan, but an ancestor suddenly appeared and took away the power. Everyone in the family respected him like a god, and in their hearts There must be an imbalance. In his eyes, I am just a stepping stone. He wanted to fight with me not only to avenge Situ Fen and win the hearts of the clan, but also to try to re-establish himself in the Sword Saint family. authority."

"Is this so? I used to think that he was as strong as a sword, but I didn't expect that I would care about this?" Bai Xiaoyu couldn't help but frowned.

In her eyes, the so-called rights are just burdens in life. Even though the Baijiao clan now dominates the Spirit clan, she has never thought about competing with Bai Zhen for the position of clan leader.

"There are no perfect people in this world. Everyone sweeps away the snow in his own way, and each has his own obscurity and brightness." Yang Fan smiled faintly: "It is not a sin to be obsessed with power, but this time, I am afraid he will be disappointed."

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Bai Xiaoyu snorted softly: "In my opinion, junior brother is taking advantage of the master. Otherwise, as long as he is willing to speak and reveal a little bit about the master's cultivation level, Situ Bo will not run into him."

"Don't talk about your junior brother like that." Yang Fan stretched out his finger and flicked Bai Xiaoyu's forehead and said disapprovingly: "As a master, do something for your disciple. It's not about taking advantage or not. I didn't do it for you. A lot of things?”

Having said that, Bai Xiaoyu was still a little angry, but he stopped mentioning it and said instead, "Master, how do you plan to respond?"

"I have my own arrangements." Yang Fan didn't bother to say more, and then said: "By the way, I'm going into seclusion. There's nothing important. Don't disturb me. It will be longer this time, about a month."

"Master, are you going to retreat again?" Bai Xiaoyu couldn't help but widen his eyes.

In her opinion, Yang Fan seemed to need to retreat every now and then.

Thinking that he wouldn't be able to see Yang Fan for a month, Bai Xiaoyu felt that the days to come would be boring and unbearable.