Master Jian flashed in front of Shui Han, like a sharp sword, and his eyes closed and said coldly: "Senior, as a human Mahayana predecessor, when the gods and demons deified me, human cultivator, the first thing he had to do was to seize the Ahuang Divine Sword of my Sword One Sect? If this is true, fellow Taoists, have you followed such a senior, have you figured it out?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Yuanhe masters naturally changed their expressions. Even the ancestor Nangong looked cold. Looking at Master Jian and Shui Han, there was a murderous intent in his eyes.

In the Mahayana realm, as the first Mahayana master in tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, the former juniors did not take him seriously.

Feeling that the aura of the junior Yuanhe behind the Following Realm was slightly different, the ancestor Nangong knew that this was not the time to seize it by force.

"Is this Emperor's Divine Sword the object of your sword sect?" Nangong Ancestor suddenly asked.

“That’s right!”

"Haha, I'm afraid it's not. Your Sword Sect does not have the strength to refine magical artifacts yet? The Emperor's Divine Sword was originally a thing that seals gods and demons. Since the gods and demons appeared, even when this magical sword came out to destroy demons, your Sword Sect had magical artifacts, but let the gods and demons abuse human cultivators, and dared to continue to take the Emperor's Divine Sword for yourself?" Nangong Zu said lightly.

Shui Han said: "The Emperor's Divine Sword has been refined into a natal artifact by the younger generation. The younger generation is a person from the Sword Sect. This sword is naturally a thing of the Sword Sect. What the senior said before really disappointed me!"

"What? Let you down?"

"Yes, this Emperor's Divine Sword is indeed not refined by my sword sect, but for many years in my sword sect, it is naturally my sword sect's object."

"It's ridiculous. After many years of your sword sect, it's your sword sect's thing? If that happens, the Japanese sect will take action to seize this magical sword. After a period of time in my hands, it will naturally be my thing!"

Shui Han's expression changed slightly: "No matter what, the senior will be snatching the Emperor's Divine Sword from the younger generation today."

"It's not a snatch, it's a borrowing. If you don't know the truth, then the ancestor will have to consider whether your sword sect can have the strength to protect this Ahuang Divine Sword. Otherwise, if it falls into the hands of the gods and demons, it will be a great disaster for me to be a human being!" The ancestor Nangong talked jokingly, as if the sword sword of the Ahuang Divine Sword was in his pocket.

Master Jian suddenly said coldly: "In the past, there were only two sects of noble me. If the attack of our sword sect and the defense of our noble sect, it would be difficult for the gods and demons to abuse it. However, the seniors were determined to compete for the things of our sword sect. Although the seniors were in the Mahayana realm, my sword sect was not afraid of it!"

When the ancestor Nangong laughed wildly when he heard this, the ancestor Yuanhe looked at Master Jian and Shui Han, but he didn't understand it in his heart.

This Sword Sect used to be three Yuanhe ancestors. Mr. Jian had already lost the Demon-Feng Ridge in the Sunset Land for humans. The sword spirit turned into the Ahuang Divine Sword Spirit. Not to mention anything else, it was impossible for the Ahuang Divine Sword to be handed over to the Nangong Ancestor, not to mention Mr. Jian was Master Shui Han.

One of the remaining two Yuanhe cultivators in Jianyi Sect appeared today. Where is the other one?

Just as they thought of this, everyone was stunned. Jianyi Sect was still three Yuanhe masters. After Mr. Jian lost his losses, the third one was his disciple Shui Han.

Even so, even if the Yuanhe generation did not take action, the two Yuanhe masters in front of me from the Sword Sect and the unseen Yuanhe master would not be the enemy of Nangong Ancestor in the Mahayana realm.

The Mahayana realm is equivalent to a false immortal. It only takes a certain amount of time to ascend to the Chaos Spirit Realm and become a true immortal.

What exactly does Jianyi Sect rely on?

Everyone didn't know, and then they started to look forward to it. Among the abuses of gods and demons, there were only two sects left in the eight major sects. The Nine Ding Sect has the restriction of the Nine Dings Prison God, and a group of Yuanhe masters here, and the artifacts in the hands of the Old Ancestor Hua. What is the sword sect?

Thinking of the fact that he was about to see the real trump card of Jianyi Sect, all the masters of Yuanhe looked at Master Jian and Shui Han.

The ancestor Nangong looked calm and composed: "Oh? I don't know what you have to do, but you dare not agree to my request."

Shui Han said coldly: "Your Sect has nine tripods, and you can use the Nine Tripod Prison God ban. If you talk about defense, you may be incomparable in this world. But my Sword Sect also has a trump card that you have never used before. If the senior really wants to see it, it will probably be a loss-win situation..."

"It's ridiculous. Could it be that you can leave me with just a few words? If this is the case, how can I lead the human monks to fight against the gods and demons?"

The ancestor Nangong sneered, Shui Han nodded, made a sword with his five fingers, and rushed into the sky with one finger, and shouted: "Emperor is out of the sheath!"

Amid the sound of the sword, a yellow light suddenly came out from the Shuihan Tianling and soared into the sky.

The yellow light flashed like a dragon, and then the yellow light flashed and appeared in Shui Han's hand. It was the Emperor's Divine Sword, with the tip of the sword pointing to the ground and not pointing to the ancestor Nangong.

Feeling the aura of the Emperor's Divine Sword, the face of the Nangong Ancestor finally changed.

"I didn't expect that you would really refine the Ahuang Divine Sword into a natal artifact!"

Looking at the Emperor's Divine Sword in his hand, Shui Han looked sad and then looked respectful.

"Master gave up his cultivation and was willing to transform into a sword spirit. I can refine this magic weapon. If it weren't for Master, it would be impossible. Senior thinks I will hand over this sword to you..."

"Just relying on the artifact in your hands, you want to resist me? You are too arrogant and underestimate me..."

Before the ancestor Nangong had finished speaking, Shui Han shook his head: "No, your Nine Ding Sect has Nine Dings, but my Sword Sect has Nine Sons of Heavenly Sword!"

The next moment, Shui Han pointed at the sky and shouted: "Nine Sons of the Heavenly Sword, appear quickly!"

Silent...

The sound of swords and the sound of breaking through the air were ringing around, feeling its breath. Not to mention the master of Yuanhe, even the ancestor Nangong couldn't help but change his expression.

Nine sharp swords appeared from nine directions, hanging in the void, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the ancestor of Nangong. Seeing this, Shui Han suddenly said respectfully: "Please also ask the nine seniors to show their true bodies!"

As soon as this said, the nine sword lights twisted slightly, and then turned into nine monks. As soon as they felt the aura of these nine monks, everyone was despised.

It was actually a nine-person Yuanhe master. This sword sect was too deep to hide!

wrong.

The next moment, everyone discovered an abnormality. The aura of these nine people was extremely strange. They were not creatures, but as if they were just nine puppets.

Old Ancestor Tang said in a lost voice: "How is this possible?"

Master Jian said: "When the Sword Sect was founded in the past, these nine sword spirits were left behind. Although they were not real Yuanhe Realm, they were not far from it..."

"Your Sword Sect is so hidden deep!" Nangong Zu sneered.

Master Jian said: "The nine sword spirits of my Sword Sect are the nine sons of the Heavenly Sword, similar to the Nine Cauldrons of the Guizong, just to protect the sect!"

"What a protector. If you, Jianyi Sect, want to dominate the immortal world, you only need to sacrifice these nine sons..."

Shui Han shook his head and said, "If my Sword Sect was really what my predecessors did, or just like what my predecessors did now, I'd probably have invited the Nine Swords of Heavenly Swords to be released many times."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone knew that they had their own ideas again.

Although I don’t know how powerful the Nine Sons of the Heavenly Sword are, I think that the Nine Ding Sect is the nine Xuantian Treasure Cauldrons, and they can use the restriction that can trap the gods. These Nine Sons must have the same function.

Thinking of the nine sword spirits before and thinking of the attack of the Jianyi Sect, everyone felt for the first time that this time, the ancestor Nangong might be returning in vain.

"Nine Sons of Heavenly Sword? I want to see and see!"

The ancestor Nangong suddenly shouted coldly, and the next moment, he threw it casually, and three colorful divine stones swirled and collided towards the shape of Shui Han Zengpin.

As they approached quickly, three five-colored divine stones expanded rapidly. At the same time, the fluctuations carried by the choice made the Yuanhe master look disgusted.

If this is hit by the Five Colored Mountain, even the master of Yuanhe will be destroyed by both souls and souls.

Shui Han pinched a seal in his hand, pointed at three colorful hills, and then pointed at the ancestor Nangong.

Among the nine sons of the Heavenly Sword, seven of them were blurred in shape and turned into seven long swords. The three were facing three colorful hills, and the other four were cut off one by one to the ancestor Nangong one by one.

The ancestor Nangong looked cold. Unexpectedly, the boy opposite not only used three swords to break his five-colored divine stone, but also used four swords to deal with him.

With one hand, four colorful divine stones flashed with colorful lights and smashed towards the four swords.

As the sound of ping-pong collisions was filled with spiritual energy, the overflowing sword energy left deep and invisible gullies on the surrounding peaks, which showed its power.

The seven long swords were knocked away by seven colorful divine stones, but they also successfully stopped the continued attack of the colorful hill.

He waved his sleeves and put away the seven colorful divine stones. Looking at the calm Shui Han in front of him, the ancestor Nangong couldn't help but feel horrified.

Before he could really do something, he just used the seven swords of the nine swords to have such power.

Others may not know that they had previously used seven colorful divine stones, but they had already shown their eight-point strength, but the other party was not injured.

"What do you think of senior?" Shui Han asked lightly.

"Okay, very good. I didn't expect that Jianyi Sect has the existence of the nine sons of the Heavenly Sword. Since that's the case, Ahuang Divine Sword will make you more...!"

"Old ancestor..."

Suddenly, a shrill scream sounded. Everyone looked at him and saw a woman escaping quickly. Who was it because of Nangong Yichu?

Seeing this woman, the expression of the ancestor Nangong changed slightly.

Yichu rushed to the Nangong Patriarch and said with red eyes: "I finally saw the Patriarch. My father is willing to serve as a furnace and cauldron to help the Patriarch attack the Mahayana realm. Congratulations to the Patriarch for advancing to the Mahayana realm and should fulfill his requirements for his father that day."

He helped Yichu up casually and said, "I haven't been able to advance to the Mahayana realm for a long time. The realm has not been truly stable yet. After a while, I can use the art of defiance of the heavens to resurrect your mother."

Yi Chu said: "I would like to ask the ancestor to cast spells early, hoping that my mother can see her father's current appearance."

The old ancestor Nangong's expression became slightly unnatural. After all, Nangong Ximen was also his junior. He used it as a furnace and cauldron to enable him to advance to the Mahayana realm. Now that I have made such a fuss, the whole world probably knows how he has impacted the Mahayana realm. If he does not fulfill his promise that day...

Thinking of this, he looked at Shui Han and others: "The Nine Swords of Heaven are indeed powerful. After my Xuantian Baoding Cauldron, the Nine Swords of Heaven asked us to open our eyes. This sect still has important things to do and come back another day!"

After speaking, I wrapped up my memories and flew outwards.

Just looking at his escape speed, Master Jian couldn't help but be shocked. The Mahayana predecessor is worthy of being a Mahayana predecessor.

"I'm upset, say goodbye!"

One of the masters of Yuanhe said goodbye to the sword master Shui Han.

After the person was gone, Shui Han's face suddenly turned pale, his body shook, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spew out.

With the sound of hissing, blood fell to the ground, like a sharp sword, cutting the earth into pieces.

The next moment, the seventh son of the nine sons of the Tianjian Sword became smaller.

Master Jian said anxiously: "How are you?"

Shui Han said: "It's okay."

"Discard the nine sons of the Heavenly Sword quickly and don't be seen by others."

Shui Han pinched his hands and pointed at the nine sons of the Sky Sword, then turned into sword lights and hid around, secretly guarding the sword sect.

"Although the nine sons of the Heavenly Sword are powerful, they cannot be summoned many times." Master Jian said.

"This is naturally, the strength of the Nine Swords cannot be restored. Every time you take action, your aura will weaken for a hundred years until it is defeated or completely weakened. However, I didn't expect that it would be so hard to use my own sword spirit to activate the Nine Swords." Shui Han said.

"Haha, the Nine Sons of Heavenly Sword were originally the killer weapon of our Sword Sect. It can only be used when the sect faces a desperate situation. There is nothing we can't deal with? It's just that the ancestor of Nangong is a Mahayana senior. If he doesn't sacrifice the Nine Sons of Heavenly Sword, he really cannot let him retreat."

Shui Han nodded: "I didn't expect that after the ancestor Nangong advanced to the Mahayana realm, he would forcefully seize the Ahuang Divine Sword. Or was my cultivation too weak? Otherwise, if I was in the Mahayana realm myself, how would the ancestor Nangong dare to treat our Sword Sect like this? How could we sacrifice the trump card like the Nine Sons of Heavenly Swords?"

"The Emperor's Divine Sword is in your hands. You must be careful in the future. It seems that the ancestor Nangong is embarrassed to take action to seize the artifact of the ancestor Hua, but comes to seize the artifact of our sect. I am afraid that the ancestor Hua will never be able to leave the Jiuding Sect in the future. It's a pity." Master Jian said regretfully.

Shui Han nodded: "Fellow Daoist Hua is within the Jiuding Sect. No matter how he does, the ancestor Nangong must be careful. If he leaves Jiuding Sect, he will no longer have any scruples and will directly seize it. After all, which cultivator doesn't want a magic weapon?"

When Shui Han and Master Jian turned around and entered the sect, except for the ravines that could witness the previous struggle, there was no abnormality.

What happened here was less than a few hours later, and then spread throughout the entire world of immortal cultivation, surprised that the appearance of the Mahayana ancestor of human beings, and then secretly shocked the strength of the Sword Sect.

Even the Mahayana ancestor took action and did not even seize the Ahuang artifact.

Of course, there are also other people who laugh in their hearts.

The Mahayana senior was powerful in the artifact, but he didn't get it. Then he was called back by the juniors of his own family, but because he agreed.
Chapter completed!