Under everyone's watchful eyes, the dragons on the Golden Roll turned into specks of golden light. Like meteors, they tore through the sky and descended into the Yan Family Courtyard.
Under Crow's surprised gaze, Yan Shisan was enveloped by the golden holy light.
A moment later, the light dissipated.
The awe-inspiring sword intent could no longer be suppressed. Crow's expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly dodged to the side.
Seeing that her clothes had been torn apart, Crow looked helpless. She turned around and wanted to blame Yan Thirteen.
He opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.
With Yan Shisan as the center, he saw thousands of sword marks on the bluestone floor.
Yan Shisan paced around lightly. The hard bluestone under his feet turned into dust.
"Big brother!"
Ignoring the crows 'cries, Yan Thirteen pulled out his Spring Fury again after so many years.
The sword was hidden in its sheath, but its edge was still as sharp as before. With a flash of silver light, a huge crack that stretched for a hundred meters appeared in front of everyone.
"Hahaha! Hahaha!"
Yan Shisan could not help but cover his face and laugh maniacally as he felt the power flowing in his body.
This hearty laughter lasted for a full five minutes, as if it was trying to express all the emotions accumulated in his chest over the years.
Crow only dared to approach Yan Thirteen when he stopped. However, she was surprised to find that her old friend of ten years had lost all his sickness.
His eyes, which were originally drowsy, were as sharp as an eagle's.
Yan Thirteen patted Crow's shoulder when he saw the surprise and confusion on her face.
He raised Spring Fury and bowed respectfully to the Heavenly Roll on the dome.
"I, Yan Thirteen, am indeed blessed by the heavens!”
"Big brother, have you recovered from your hidden injuries?!”
Crow asked in surprise as she recovered from Yan Thirteen's slap on her shoulder.
"Not only did the Heaven Roll grant me fifty years of life, but it also helped me repair this broken body.”
After another round of hearty laughter, Yan Thirteen said slowly,
"I, Yan Shisan, have been ordered by the heavens. I am destined to be invincible in the next 50 years.”
"Now that I'm a martial grandmaster, I'll definitely win if I meet Xie Xiaofeng again!”
"Congratulations, Brother Yan!"
Crow looked at Yan Thirteen with a sad yet happy expression.
As Yan Shisan's best friend, he naturally knew the hardships Yan Shisan had gone through.
Xie Xiaofeng was too brilliant!
In that era, Xie Xiaofeng represented the sword.
Undoubtedly, Yan Shisan was unlucky.
He could only hide in the shadows and cultivate, cultivate, cultivate!
Decades of cultivation!
However, how many decades were there in one's life?
Finally, when the divine technique was completed, he lost the target to unsheathe.
"Xie Xiaofeng!"
"The heavens are helping me. It's time for our battle to end!”
"Let's go!"
Yan Shisan's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and there was no hesitation in his voice. He only wanted to fight Xie Xiaofeng fair and square.
The crow was stunned and hurriedly tried to dissuade him.”
Boom! The black dragon flew out of Yan Shisan's sword, and a canyon was cut into the mountain.
"The Golden Roll reveals the past, and the current me is no longer the original me! I have completely mastered the 15th sword!”
Yan Shisan clenched his fists. His heart was racing under his calm expression.
With his strength as a martial grandmaster, he could already perfectly grasp the fifteenth sword. He raised his head and looked at the Heaven Roll.
Yan Shisan was slightly moved. After defeating Xie Xiaofeng, he would definitely create the sixteenth and seventeenth sword moves…
Crow put away her shock and kept her surprise on her face. Since that was the case, she would accompany Yan Thirteen on this trip.
……
Under the golden light, the outline of the Divine Sword Mountain Villa was exceptionally clear.
Cheers and laughter kept coming from the manor.
Since Yan Shisan was still alive, it meant that Xie Xiaofeng was still alive.
Compared to the cheerful villagers, Xie Wangsun, who had retired but had to become the villa owner again, stared at the flickering candlelight and felt rather lonely.
After lighting a new candle for his deceased wife, the old man said in a low voice,
"Since Feng 'er is still alive, why didn't he return to the Divine Sword Mountain Villa?”
Before he could think further, the old man pulled out his sword at an unbelievable speed.
A chill enveloped the entire Divine Sword Mountain Villa. As the knocking sounds rang out, the entire Divine Sword Mountain Villa was covered in a haze.
Looking at the solemn face of the old manor master, the villagers were a little puzzled.
"He should have expected this. He is looking for the young master.”
With Xie Wangsun's order, the heavy door slowly opened. Two men in black stood quietly at the door.
"When did you come?"
The slightly skinny man in black took off the bamboo hat on his head and slowly opened his mouth to speak.
"Xie Xiaofeng."
Looking at the unfamiliar man, a rare trace of doubt flashed across Xie Wangsun's face.
"May I ask who you are?"
"Yan Thirteen."
As these three words left his mouth, the entire villa fell silent. Xie Wangsun smiled.
"I didn't expect the Heaven Rankings to have such an effect. Then please go back. The Third Young Master is not in the Divine Sword Mountain Villa.”
The old man sighed and continued," If you meet him, please tell him that the Divine Sword Mountain Villa will always be his home.”
"I can wait."
Yan Shisan glanced at the old man in the crowd and smiled.
"This is his fate as a swordsman. He can't escape just because he wants to. The moment the Heaven List appears, the wheel of fate will finally make me meet him.”
"Third Young Master is not someone you can casually challenge!”
A disciple at the peak of the Postliminary Realm shouted and pulled out his sword to stab the man in black.
Xie Xiaofeng grew up listening to the legendary stories of the Third Young Master. He was the God of the Sword Mountain Villa.
Since you want to challenge the Third Young Master, then you should get past me first!
The disciple's sword stabbed at Yan Shisan's chest at an extremely fast speed, but Yan Shisan ignored it and continued to smile at Xie Wangsun. He did not take the disciple at the peak of the Postliminary Realm seriously at all.
Boom!
No one saw Yan Shisan's attack, but the disciple had already been sent flying.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Yan Shisan with fear.
"Is this a grandmaster swordsman?”
"Relying on my strength at the peak of the Postliminary Realm, I have indeed overstepped my boundaries!”
"Why didn't you kill him?"
"Because he's not worthy!"
He was only at the peak of the Postliminary Realm, so he couldn't see how Yan Thirteen attacked!
Just as he said, she did not deserve to die in his hands!
Xie Wangsun nodded. As expected, the aura of a grandmaster swordsman was not something that ordinary people could achieve!
He arranged for his disciples to bring Yan Shisan to the guest room while Xie Wangsun sent someone to treat the injured disciples.
Looking at the Heaven Roll, Xie Wangsun wondered when he would see Xie Xiaofeng again.
……
The golden light appeared resplendently again, and the golden ranking that had been suspended changed again.
With everyone's anticipation, vigorous and powerful golden words appeared again.
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