Zhan Lu, the second in the ranking of the famous Chinese swords, except for the divine sword Xuanyuan, can be said to be the first sword in history. Legend has it that Zhan Lu is the sword of the king and the sword of the benevolent. Chen Yufan didn't expect that he could see it here.

It can be said that it was an unexpected surprise to get to Zhanlu's magical sword.

Zhan Lu himself is of high value. If he falls into the hands of martial arts people, it can be said to be a rare artifact. Holding the artifact that shines with black light in his hand tightly, Chen Yufan has a strong body that wants to give it a try.

The illusion of the hand. The Dragon Magic Technique was infused into the Zhanlu Sword, and a feeling of communicating with each other and co-existing together suddenly slowly rose.

There is a vague fit between the Dragon God, the authentic kingly martial arts, the Zhanlu sword, and the King's sword. Chen Yufan felt that the two were prosperous and coexisted, and the power was doubled when they cooperated. This made him

I feel like I want to set off a sword and stand proudly in the world.

Murong Qingyun looked at the magical Zhan Lu. Although he had the intention of acquiring, he also saw the scene where Zhan Lu automatically chose his master just now. As a warrior, he knew that even if Zhan Lu could fall into his hands, he would still

Fly away. In addition to the sword of benevolence and righteousness and the sword of kings, Zhanlu is also the sword of loyalty. Zhanlu has only one master in his life. Only after the previous generation master passed away will he fly away again to find a new master.

However, Murong Qingyun was still curious and joked: "Young man, you have found a big leak!"

Murong Hai said curiously: "Old man, how much is this sword worth?"

Murong Qingyun said anxiously: "Money? You know money. This sword can be said to be an ancient artifact. Can the country's treasure be measured by money? If this thing appears in the auction house, even if it costs one billion US dollars, it will be

It’s a good thing that many people are rushing to buy!”

"Ten thousand five thousand? One billion? Be good, this appreciation is too fast!" Yuwen Shaoqing hummed.

"Luck, just luck!" Chen Yufan laughed and said, "Yuwen, after you go back, someone will find me a classical scabbard. If it really doesn't work, then make a scabbard!"

"I understand. It's worth it to build scabbards for such a baby!" Yuwen Shaoqing smiled.

Murong Qingyun frowned and said, "Young man, it is said that Zhanlu's sword is invincible. I wonder if it can open our eyes!"

It can be seen that Mr. Murong really likes this thing very much, so he is a little ready to go. Chen Yufan swept everyone, whether it was Murong Hai or Yuwen Shaoqing, even Shangguan Qingxue, who was not good at martial arts, was full of curiosity. Chen Yufan pointed

Nodded and said, "Okay, I'll see how this thing is precious!"

As he said that, Chen Yufan smiled and said, "You all dodge and leave this stone pavilion!"

Murong Qingyun just wanted to see the power of this magic weapon at this moment, and seemed to have forgotten something. He nodded quickly and took Murong Hai and the others to leave the Shiting immediately. Chen Yufan glanced at them and said, "Go a little further!"

Mr. Murong took everyone back again, twenty steps, twenty steps away, Chen Yufan nodded, and the Zhanlu Divine Sword in his hand gradually moved, but the movement was very fast, and Mr. Murong's eyes began to begin.

It was a little purple, not because of Zhan Lu's sharpness, but because of Chen Yufan's tricks.

In an instant, four swords and four swords took action almost at the same time. There were no fancy things, only very ordinary tricks, chop, chop, pick, and stab. Simple, the simplest four swords among sword techniques. After completing it, Chen Yufan

Standing in the stone pavilion for a moment, he slowly walked out of the stone pavilion.

"What a powerful sword intent!" Old Master Murong said in shock.

However, Murong Hai and Shangguan Qingxue didn't see anything. Murong Hai said in surprise: "Old man, is this over? Chen Yufan didn't do anything either? I thought that the Zhanlu sword must have been shaken by the sky and the earth.

What about shocking the world and crying ghosts? It turns out that's just that!"

Just as Murong Hai finished speaking, Mr. Murong suddenly narrowed his eyes. In his eyes, the sword intent in the stone pavilion began to slowly disperse, with the stone pavilion as the center, it affected eighteen steps.

A distant place. Immediately afterwards, with a rumbling sound, the stone pillars of the stone pavilion collapsed. Along with the entire beam and column, the eaves all turned into gravel.

Especially the square stone pillars, the cuts are extremely flat and smooth, as if they were deliberately polished.

"Good, what is this? What is this?" Murong Hai exclaimed.

He really couldn't believe that Chen Yufan's four swords just now, such a simple four swords, had such shocking power. Not only was it earth-shaking, but it was enough to shock people. However, the fear was not over yet, and he watched Chen Yufan slowly walk over.

The figure, behind him, every inch of land passed by, the grass and trees around him withered and withered.

It can be said that there are no creatures wherever the sword intention passes.

However, this also turned out to be a strange phenomenon, making people think that it was only after Chen Yufan walked over that the land began to crack and became lifeless.

With another rumbling sound, the Taishan stone behind Chen Yufan collapsed and fell to the ground. Under the attack of the sword energy, even the Taishan stone turned into two pieces and fell to the ground with a bang. The Taishan stone dared to break from the middle.

The port is still so smooth and flat, just like it has been polished.

Taishan Stone, the hardest stone, was located about twelve steps outside the stone pavilion. Old Man Murong became even more terrifying. The sword accidentally made twelve steps and even cut off a thousand-pound Taishan Stone.

This power is too sensational. Mr. Murong is sure that even the old ghosts of the Dugu family of the Sword God cannot do this.

"Is it really related to Zhanlu's sword?" Old Master Murong murmured to himself.

Murong Qingyun really doesn't believe that a young man actually has such terrifying power, which is almost trembling. Especially with such control, the sword intent is always behind him, and the speed is almost the same as his. Finally, he finished twenty steps.

Chen Yufan looked at the destructive power behind him with a smile and nodded with satisfaction.

However, when he had not yet come back to his senses, several figures wearing swords and like Taoist priests jumped out on the mysterious path and scolded: "Who is making trouble in my Mount Tai?"

No one expected that this would happen, especially Murong Qingyun was amazed, but he didn't expect that the Taishan Stone was the gateway of the Taishan Sword Sect. He was stunned for a moment, and he still felt a little regretful.
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