Ye Xuan directly ignored him and walked towards the exit.

Tan Yuefeng was immediately furious, dodged and stopped in front of him, and snorted coldly: "Do you want to leave?" I advise you to obediently take the sword and you come out. ”

Ye Xuan's eyes revealed a bit of coldness, and anger was already born in his heart.

Seeing that the atmosphere was about to be stiff, Tantai Qing hurriedly said: "Tan Yuefeng, I said forget it, didn't you hear it?"

Tan Yuefeng immediately became excited: "That sword has the sword intent left by the sword god, how can it be counted! If we can perceive the supreme artistic conception contained in the ancestor's sword intent, our attainments in the sword path will instantly soar by several levels." ”

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and he evolved the Martial God Realm in the palm of his hand, and said loudly: "Look at the realm in my palm, it's just a little bit, it's just a little bit! I can break through the big barrier of the Martial God Realm and become the Martial God of the world." Now what I am missing is the sword intent of the ancestors, the broken sword is left by the ancestors, and it belongs to our sword god, why should he let an outsider take it?"

Tan Taiqing was very embarrassed, on one side was the same family that had grown up together, and on the other side was the sword drawn by his own ability, and both sides had the truth they believed.

Tan Yuefeng became more and more excited the more he spoke, after all, the opportunity to become a martial god was in front of him, and no one wanted to give up if he changed.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Xuan and scolded: "You are a robber, just like those robbers who wiped out the Sword God Clan seven thousand years ago and snatched the hidden sword!"

Ye Xuan's gaze became colder and colder, but he still remained calm.

Li Yan was immediately upset, and he and Tan Yuefeng got up: "Why are you like this? Didn't you give you a chance to draw your sword? You all tried, but you couldn't pull it out, so Ye Xuan made a move." Now that the sword is drawn, you want it, if you talk well, forget it, look at you like this, as if someone owes you. ”

Tan Yuefeng snorted coldly: "I'll ask you, is the sword engraved with the pattern of the sword god hiding the sword, does this broken sword belong to the sword god lineage, do I agree to give it to you? I don't agree, you just want to take it, what is not a robber?"

Ye Xuan laughed angrily and said coldly: "You want to break the sword, right? Okay, take it! Then, shut your stinky mouth!"

Ye Xuan said and waved his hand, a sword trick was struck, and the broken sword was inserted into the ground with a "bang".

Tan Yuefeng saw the broken sword, and his eyes suddenly shot out a fine light, this broken sword left the sword intent of the sword god, this is an opportunity to break through the big barrier of the Martial God Realm.

With a look of ecstasy on his face, he immediately rushed forward, pulled out the broken sword from the ground, and laughed excitedly: "Haha...... The sword intent left by the Sword God, I am about to step into the realm of the real Martial God. Then you will show me clearly what it means to be truly strong. ”

He laughed while sinking his divine thoughts into the broken sword, looking for the sword intent, and experiencing the sword god Xuanli Song's sword realm from it.

At first, his expression was extremely excited, but after a while, his expression began to change.

First the smile slowly faded, and then the expression of panic and confusion appeared.

He grabbed the broken sword and shook it vigorously: "The sword intent of the sword god...... How did it dissipate?What's going on?My sword intent ......."

From the moment the broken sword was pulled out of the bones of the Holy Demon Ancestor, the sword intent in it began to dissipate, because when the sword was pulled out, it meant that the sword was over.

Ye Xuan originally forcibly locked the sword intent in the broken sword with the Sword God Treasury, but now that the broken sword was taken out, the sword intent in it lost its restraints, and naturally dissipated into nothingness.

"No! no...... My sword intent!" Tan Yuefeng panicked, and released Zhenyuan to lock the sword intent in the broken sword, but he couldn't do it at all.

In an instant, the sword intent in the broken sword dissipated.

Tan Yuefeng confirmed again and again with his divine thoughts, but he couldn't find a trace of sword intent, and suddenly lost his soul: "How can this be?"

"Originally, I could lock the sword intent in the broken sword, after all, I succeeded the sword bearer, discuss it with me, and it is not impossible to understand the sword intent of the ancestors. Thou shalt take away the broken sword, and thou shalt fulfill thy desire, and seek mercy and mercy. ”

After Ye Xuan finished speaking, he walked straight to the exit of the sinkhole, his eyes were indifferent, and he didn't sympathize with this person at all.

Tan Yuefeng didn't expect this to be the result, he sat down on the ground in a daze, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and threw the broken sword out with a single blow, like throwing a piece of garbage.

What he originally valued was the sword intent in the broken sword, and as for the broken sword itself, it had already been broken, no matter how precious it was, it had been greatly discounted.

Seeing this, Yutai Qing frowned, for her, the broken sword was something left by the ancestors, and there were more meanings than the value of the treasure itself.

She walked over and picked up the broken sword, slapping it off the dust.

The more Tan Yuefeng thought about it, the more angry he became, he stood up and pointed at Ye Xuan's back, and scolded: "You did it on purpose, deliberately letting the sword intent in the broken sword dissipate, and deliberately ruining my chance." ”

Ye Xuan directly ignored him and continued to walk out.

"Stop me! Hand over the Sword God Treasury, you despicable and shameless bandit!" Tan Yuefeng scolded angrily, opened his sword dao aura, evolved the realm in his palm, and pounced on Ye Xuan, using his strongest combat power as soon as he made a move.

A fierce glint flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes, and the sword dao aura opened instantly, and one after another divine sword phantoms appeared, crushing Tan Yue Feng's sword dao aura in an instant.

Boom!

Tan Yuefeng held the Martial God Realm in his hand, evolved into a sword, and attacked Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan turned around and looked, and a sword intent that was born from the Sword Dao Twin Supremes but gave birth to a different realm attacked, instantly breaking through Tan Yuefeng's palm realm.

Boom!

Almost at the same time, Ye Xuan made a lightning move, grabbed Tan Yuefeng's neck, knocked him into the wall of the black crystal cave, and shouted with incomparable force: "I am the sword bearer handed down by the ancestor of the sword, and in terms of seniority, you still have to call me an ancestor." There is a limit to my patience, if you dare to contradict me again, I will kill you to clean up the portal!"

Tan Yuefeng's back was pressed against the cave wall, his face was full of horror, he wanted to struggle, but he couldn't do it at all.

At the moment when Ye Xuan exerted all his coercion, he finally felt Ye Xuan's terribleness.

Tan Taiqing said very clearly before, Tan Yuefeng and the others are disciples of the Sword God Lineage, and it is okay to call themselves the descendants of the Sword God, but they are the disciples of the Sword God Lineage.

Ye Xuan held the mark of the sword-wielder, and it was personally inherited by the sword-wielding ancestor.

Strictly speaking, Ye Xuan is the new sword bearer after the sword holding ancestor, and he is not known how many generations he is higher than Tan Yuefeng.

After Ye Xuan completely subdued Tan Yuefeng, he threw him out with a flick of his hand, faced the group of Sword God Sect people, and said in a majestic tone: "I have heard it clearly, I am the sword bearer of the sword ancestor, the orthodox inheritor of the sword god, dare to say a word of nonsense to me again, don't blame me for holding the sword and cleaning up the portal!"

The people of the Sword God Sect looked at each other, and they couldn't accept this fact for a while, but they couldn't refute it, and finally they could only bow their heads and acquiesce to this fact.

(End of chapter)