Chapter 976: Tian Can (four more)

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In the Huang family!
"Feng Yongyuan, presumably a sword without a mark is not a self-made swordsmanship. It should be that you get the swordsmanship left by the old man of Tian Can!" After taking over Haoran's flesh, Ta Ling didn't rush to show the rules of the bustling ending. But asked with a smile.
"Who the are you and how do you know the elderly with disabilities?"
Although in front of Hao Ran, the appearance and the voice of speaking have not changed, but the momentum of the whole person seems to have changed.
Moreover, Yu Haoran mentioned earlier that the spectrum of the sword left by the old man in Tian Can is arguably his biggest secret.
If the secret is leaked out, he will not only lose his reputation and become the object of ridicule by everyone, but also cause the greed of many robbers in the realm of Zunwu Zun, and Wu Zun's peerless powers.
Therefore, Feng Yongyuan, who had originally planned to leave directly, immediately questioned aggressively.
"It seems my guess is correct!"
After Feng Yong's questioning, after getting the answer he wanted to know, Ta Ling nodded happily, then raised his arm and yelled at Feng Yong forever.
"The bustling end!"
With a special force, shot directly at Feng Yongyuan's body, the original white silver hair dried up instantly, and the sharp sword energy was gradually weakened.
Feeling the rapid loss of vitality, Feng Yongyuan opened his mouth to ask something, but the weakness of weakness did not allow him to say a trace of voice.
"Yu Haoran, check his storage ring to see if there is a slightly simple sword color." Ta Ling, who surrendered control of the physical body, ordered Yu Haoran.
After regaining control of the flesh, Yu Haoran flashed beside Feng Yongyuan, took off the storage ring on his finger directly, and then the powerful divine tearing consciousness into the storage space was immediately piled up in the storage space. The treasure gave a shock.
However, keeping in mind the instructions of Ta Ling, ignoring the many treasures in the storage space, he found a piece of ancient paper with a slightly simple color, but gave him an ancient paper that could tear the sky.
The divine thought rolled up the ancient paper and left the storage space, and then directly entered the domain tower in the sea.
"Pity!"
Looking at the ancient paper handed by Yu Haoran, Ta Ling shook his head and sighed.
"Taling, what is this?"
No text was recorded on the ancient paper. There was only one painting, a sword painting very similar to his own sword.
But it was this sword painting that made his divine thought feel a kind of torn pain. In the end, he could only resist his inner impulse and try not to pay attention to the sword painting on ancient paper.
"The old man with a disability, a wizard 30,000 years ago, is a sword man who is really born for the sword, and a madman who has been drunk in kendo all his life."
The towering spirit, unaffected by the sword painting, explained slightly sadly.
"But because he was too obsessed with Kendo, he ignored his martial arts practice."
"Although in the end, I created a swordsmanship that reached the peak of the order of the sky, but in the end, because my cultivation was too low, my life finally came to an end."
"Otherwise, with his amazing talent in Kendo, he might be able to create a world-famous swordsmanship that truly surpasses heaven and reaches level."
"Ta Ling, what kind of cultivation did the elderly with a disability finally reach?"
After his own swordsmanship reached the peak of the order of the heavens, after hearing the slightly sad explanation of Ta Ling, Yu Haoran suddenly thought that he also planned to create his own mind and martial arts, and asked quickly.
Because he is not very confident in whether he can finally create his own mind and martial arts, he needs to regain his confidence from the experience of the elderly with disabilities.
"The cultivation of the peak of Wu King Jiupin!" Ta Ling said with admiration.
"What!" Wondering if he heard it wrong, Yu Haoran couldn't help asking.
"When creating the swordsmanship of the peak of the order of the sky, the old man of Tian Can's cultivation was only the peak of Wu Jiupin." Ta Ling re-explained in more detail.
"Wizard, is a poor talent!" After getting a more detailed explanation from Ta Ling, Yu Haoran couldn't help but sigh.
"Yeah!" Taling agreed.
However, the cultivation of the peak of the King Wu Jiupin was able to create the swordsmanship of the peak of the order of the sky, and the experience of the old man with a disability immediately gave Yu Haoran endless confidence. He immediately redoubled his confidence in creating his own mind and martial arts.
"Yu Haoran, after attending the auction held by Heaven and Earth, you'd better take some time to observe the sword painting on the ancient paper carefully. You may be able to feel the swordless sword technique like Feng Yongyuan." While Hao Ran stowed the ancient paper, Ta Ling told.
"I know!"
Nodding his head, after putting the ancient paper into the storage ring, Yu Haoran's thoughts returned to the flesh, and then watching Feng Yongyuan, who was about to reach the end of his life, said ironically.
"Originally, I thought you were a kendo genius rare in a century, and didn't have the heart to take your life."
"But now it seems!"
"Hum!"
Disdainful ridicule, Yu Haoran ignored the Huang family who had been frightened around him, and then left Huangjia Mansion.
According to the memory of the previous life, after leaving the residence of the Huang Family, turn left and go straight to the heavenly world Chamber of Commerce in Guangling City.
...!
As Yu Haoran left the residence of the Huang family, the entire Guangling City instantly secretly surged. The five senior families of the Gui family, Feng family and Gu family gathered in the hall to discuss the annihilation of Huang. The clan plan.
Only the Yan family, ranked fifth, showed no sign of doing anything.
Of course, it is not without any movement. The clan of the Yan clan, the Yan Xuejun, and the six elders who have control over the family are all gathered in the room of the strongest family member.
"Father, what should we do?" Looking at the pale-faced, downcast, white-haired old man sitting on the bed with bent knees, the patriarch of the Yan clan, Yan Xuejun, eagerly asked.
"Juner, what do you want to do?" Opened his eyes, the gray-haired old man asked weakly.
"Send the strong to rob the Huang family immediately!" Yan Xuejun answered aggressively.
"Then who will deal with the quasi-military respecters of the Gui family, Feng family, and ancient family?" He shook his head gently, and the white-haired old man continued to ask.
"This…!"
After a glance at his father's pale face, Yan Xuejun originally wanted to let him overdraw part of his vitality in exchange for the idea of ​​briefly restoring his peak strength.
No child is better than a father!
Although Yan Xuejun didn't say it explicitly, through the greed he couldn't suppress, the white-haired old man knew what he wanted to do.
Although he was disappointed with his own son regardless of his life and death, he also knew that this was a necessary quality as a family patriarch.
Therefore, instead of being angry, he spoke in accordance with the thought he had just annihilated.