On the city wall, Su Xuan also raised his eyebrows: "I thought there was something wrong with this girl back then, but now I see she is even more extraordinary."

at the same time.

The Imperial Sword and the Half-Step Holy Sword flew out from the sword box and formed a sword formation around Chen Xiaowan. They slowly bloomed like a purple lotus. The sword cultivators rushing around couldn't even break the sword formation, but instead

Cut by the sword array.

At this moment, Chen Xiaowan looks like a female sword fairy.

"So strong?"

Bai Zhanjian frowned.

"I underestimated her!"

Haotian's eyes were also cold.

And the next moment.

"Let's do it. Don't let the Sword King underestimate us. This girl... has reached a certain level and cannot be treated like a junior!"

Haotian spoke up.

“Just what I wanted!”

They don't even bother attacking in groups.

But after seeing Chen Xiaowan's strength, they stopped being pretentious! Although it was still a bit shameless, it was related to the inheritance of Jianxu, and they obviously would not watch Chen Xiaowan continue to be arrogant.

"Besides, I'm not afraid of all of you in Jianshan Mountain taking action!"

Haotian's eyes glanced sharply at Wen Ruyu, Yang Fengge and others.

"boom!"

Haotian, Bai Zhanjian, Jian Qingmo, Baihu, even Qi Fengyan, Zhao Beisha, they are all taking action! This time it is not just to kill Chen Xiaowan, but more importantly to seize the inheritance of the Sword Market! Yu Xiaoqing's little hands

I couldn't help but tighten my grip, the dragon's roar echoed around me, and it would explode at any time.

Duanmu Wangling's right hand was held empty, and he had no sword, and a wave of bitter cold set off around him.

Qin Qingyu frowned, and the dark talisman between his brows shone brightly.

They are worried about Chen Xiaowan.

but.

Chen Xiaowan suddenly raised her head, with fierceness and persistence in her eyes.

"boom!"

The sword force was violent all over Chen Xiaowan, and the sword array exploded.

Chen Xiaowan flew upside down.

But it's flying upside down.

"Qiang."

Chen Xiaowan drew the Chang'an Holy Sword, her small body suddenly stopped, and her body moved with the sword, like a flying white butterfly.

And the next moment.

A clear and loud voice began to resound throughout Jiancheng.

"The sword is born from the Tao, the sword is tilted to the sky, one sword is guarded, and hundreds of thoughts arise..." At this moment, the eyes of the Shanhe Sword Sect monks trembled, and there was excitement in their eyes when they looked at the girl's figure.

"Haha, this is the sword scripture of my Shanhe Sword Sect!"

Ancestor Jian Wuhao laughed.

And soon.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

Mountains and rivers appear in heaven and earth.

Chen Xiaowan dances with her sword in the sky and the earth, and majestic mountains and rivers appear under her feet.

She stood on the clouds, dancing with the sword.

Wherever there is one sword, ten thousand swords will change! Everyone was shocked.

On the city wall, Su Xuan's expression became softer and softer.

In a daze, he seemed to see an old man standing behind Chen Xiaowan, kindly guiding Chen Xiaowan to practice swordsmanship.
Chapter completed!