Chapter 2616 The Incomprehensible Sword Energy

After entering the Yuan Mansion, Lao Qian rushed forward, shouting, "Give me Junjun, give me Junjun..." and fell into a state of madness.

The Yuan Mansion is so vast, covering an area of ​​more than a hundred acres, surrounded by pavilions and terraces, with winding corridors. The old man who was so crazy that he couldn't even tell the difference between east, west, north and south, could not find the inner hall for a while.

He couldn't find the Yuan family, but the Yuan family found him. The movement here quickly spread to the inner hall. Yuan Jingyan, the second son of the Yuan family who was entertaining guests, immediately turned pale. Then, the roar of Lao Qian came over.

It was impossible for Yuan Jingyan to suppress the matter quietly.

Helpless, Yuan Jingyan had no choice but to tell the truth, saying that there was a madman who was hysterical and rushed into the mansion. He also had some skills and injured many guards.

When he said this, there was an explosion in the place, and everyone was talking fiercely. They all said that today is the birthday of the old lady. No matter who he is, it is a sin to do such evil.

"Why are you talking about this? I came here empty-handed today and performed a sword of sincerity for Yuan Gong."

A young man in white clothes walked out of the field, his voice fell, and his figure walked away gracefully.

Everyone followed. This young man in white clothes was an extraordinary person. He was known as the Sword God of the world. There was no chance to appreciate his grace.

"Second brother, relax and don't look at who is present. Besides, the eldest brother has been promoted to the peak of the middle stage of soul sensing. Besides, as long as my father is here and has the kindness of the Immortal Saint, who dares to embarrass my family? Let's go together. Look at the style of Sword God Tang Sanshao."

Yuan Jingyi, the third eldest son of the Yuan family, patted Yuan Jingyan on the arm and said with a smile that the two brothers have always had the best friendship. He saw Yuan Jingyan's worries and expressed his relief.

Yuan Jingyan frowned and said, "Third son, my family has been so prominent for nearly a decade, like flowers adorning brocade and burning fire cooking oil. Does it really depend on my father's popularity? No, it's the remaining power of the Immortal Saint, the gift given by the Immortal Saint. It's my father's opportunity. If you suddenly become rich and powerful, you should cultivate your body and mind. Saints have teachings. If your virtue is not worthy of your place, there will be disaster. But in these years, my family..."

"Second brother!"

Yuan Jingyi interrupted, "Eldest brother just said it back. If he hears it, he will have another fit. He is determined to become a person like an immortal saint."

"A person like an immortal saint?"

Yuan Jingyan murmured, sighed, and waved his hand, as if to wave away the floating thoughts in his heart, "Forget it, let's not mention it. Third brother, what's going on with Guangshan Hall that you manage? Why don't I see that the funds have not been reduced much?" Ah, my family is not short of money and goods. I just want to help the poor in the world and accumulate virtue for my family. Later, you can bring over the accounts and I will take a closer look. In short, one million tons of grain a year must be donated. Isn’t it moral? The nourishment must be thin, but it can also be considered as a blessing for my family."

Yuan Jingyi laughed, reluctantly agreed, and pulled Yuan Jingyan towards the layman, saying excitedly, "Just in time to see if Tang Sanshao's reputation as the Sword God is worthy of the name. It is said that he has developed the sincerity, which is almost impossible." It is comparable to the sorrowful feeling of the Immortal Saint back then."

Yuan Jingyan looked up to the sky and sighed, "No one dares to compare themselves to immortal saints. Only when fireflies cannot see the sun and moon can they dare to compete with the sun and moon."

Yuan Jingyi smiled and said, "I know, you, our brother, are lucky to have seen the Immortal Saint with your own eyes. Okay, come on over. Brother is not here, so you have to maintain the scene."

When the Yuan brothers arrived, the battle array had already been spread out.

Dressed in white, Third Young Master Tang has a slender body, a face like a woman, red lips and white teeth, and an excellent appearance. He stands more than ten feet away, with the tip of the Hidden Mist Sword in his palm pointed at the ground, and his eyes fixed on Lao Qian.

Tang Sanshao was shocked. With his cultivation in the middle stage of Soul Sensing and his astonishing swordsmanship, he was also able to fight with ease in the late Soul Sensing stage. His title of Sword God was definitely not a joke by someone who wanted to do something good.

With his knowledge, he couldn't even see clearly the cultivation level of the rough and fat man in front of him, and what kind of magical weapon that kitchen knife with its wooden handle was cracked was.

Tang Sanshao firmly remembered his master's teachings: If you encounter an enemy who makes you unable to distinguish between depth and depth, never fight him.

Tang Sanshao wanted to retreat, but what he said before was too full, and it was no longer easy to retreat.

After observing for a long time, Young Master Tang San raised his sword as a salute and said, "This is Tang San. May I ask for your name?"

Old Qian ignored Tang Sanshao at all. His eyes wandered around the place. He had been howling in the courtyard for a long time, but no one came to surround him. He vented his anger, and the phlegm in his chest subsided slightly. His consciousness gradually recovered, and he looked at his hands. He couldn't understand the knife he was hit and the place he was standing on, how he rushed in.

The white-clothed monk in front of him asked politely. He didn't know what he meant. He just wanted to find the person he was looking for and get his granddaughter back.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of brothers Yuan Jingyan and Yuan Jingyi. Although these two brothers were extremely noble and Lao Qian had never had the opportunity to meet them, they were neighbors for so many years and he recognized them as the second generation sons of the Yuan family.

Bang, Lao Qian suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, crying, "Let my Junyun go, I will pay for your Yuan family with my life." He kowtowed violently like pounding garlic, and after a while, his head was broken and bleeding. Blood soaked into the floor.

"What, what is going on? Forbidden method, curse method?"

Tang Sanshao was confused.

Everyone was stunned. Didn't the person who came to report the news say that the madman had amazing cultivation skills and single-handedly entered the mansion?

Kill first, then beg for mercy. What kind of approach is this?

"What nonsense are you talking about? Where did the madman come from? Why don't you get rid of him?"

Yuan Jingyi immediately exploded and yelled.

The two guards, one on the left and the other on the right, took the old money. There was a clang, and the broken-handled kitchen knife that fell to the ground jumped up in the air. The blade drew a strange arc and struck the legs of the two guards. The ordinary-looking kitchen knife actually The golden armor on the guards was easily torn apart. The two guards seemed not to have been chopped by a kitchen knife, but to have received a critical blow. They flew out and fell into the ten-acre lotus pond more than ten feet away, causing a splash of water on the boss.

"To cause trouble, you are here to cause trouble!"

Yuan Jingyi said in a dark voice, "Do you really think that anyone can enter the Yuan family?" After saying that, he smiled and cupped his fists at the somewhat dull Tang Sanshao, "Brother Tang, you guys are still waiting to get a glimpse of your sword god style. .”

Tang Sanshao was stunned for a long time, and suddenly he raised his fist towards Lao Qian, "Brother, I can't match my magic skills. I can't detect when the sword energy is released. Even if I practice this kind of sword technique for ten thousand years, I won't be able to match it." .”

As soon as Third Young Master Tang said this, the whole place was in an uproar. There were only about ten soul-sensing monks in the place, and the rest couldn't understand that there was such a deep sect here?

In fact, the remaining ten soul-sensing monks didn't understand what Lao Qian's magical power was about.

He couldn't feel the true energy fluctuations, nor could he sense the sword energy. Even when the strange magic sword struck the guard's golden armor, there was no sword energy invading. However, just such a blow easily shattered the golden armor.

What kind of state this is, they can't understand.