Chapter 4321: Nangonghai

Nangonghai smiled upon hearing this, and said nothing more.
As the Tianjiao of the Domain Lord Mansion, he naturally understood Murongshan's meaning, but he didn't believe that he could draw the divine sword.
This is understandable.
After all, for countless years, how many Tianjiao evildoers wanted to take this sword, but ultimately failed.
He couldn't take it away from Nangonghai, and that was normal.
But no one knows that he Nangonghai has a certain degree of confidence.
Because a hundred years ago, he drew this sword.
At that time, he pulled out three inches.
Now that a hundred years later, his strength has skyrocketed by many times than it was a hundred years ago, so he naturally has greater confidence.
On the other side, the Tianjiao was still trying to draw the sword, but the sword did not move.
Countless people below watched and sighed, and apparently they had no hope for this young man.
After a stick of incense, the young man finally flew down with a heart full of helplessness.
However, as soon as he got off, someone had already flown up again.
Next, countless Tianjiao shots, one after another trying to take the Excalibur, but they were all empty.
No one can shake the Excalibur, no one can take the Excalibur.
That magic sword was like a Dinghai Shenzhen, and it didn't even move.
Even some of the most famous Tianjiao evildoers can't shake the slightest.
Wang Fan was also watching in the crowd, and was not in a hurry to make a move.
His mental power carefully sensed that divine sword, and he felt an unparalleled sword power.
He gradually closed his eyes and began to understand it carefully.
There are thousands of kendos, even if they are both sword repairers, kendo is different.
Because, it is good for him to feel the sword power and feel the kendo of the Murong family ancestor back then.
"Look, Senior Brother Nangong has taken action."
"Brother Nangong? Which Senior Brother Nangong?"
"You don't even know Senior Brother Nangong? That's the peerless talent of the Nangong family, the enchanting evildoer who successfully joined the domain out of the mansion a hundred years ago."
"Hey, guess, can Senior Brother Nangong take away the Excalibur?"
At a certain moment, a noisy discussion came, and Wang Fan opened his eyes and saw a handsome young man flying into the sky.
This person is no one else, but Nangonghai.
At the same time, not only Wang Fan, but also the other Tianjiao who understood the swordsmanship, all opened their eyes and looked at Nangong Sea.
It's not that the Tianjiao of the Domain Lord's Mansion has never seen some evildoers present.
But the Tianjiao of the Domain Lord's Mansion drew his sword, this was the first time I saw it.
Because the arrogances of the domain master mansion are very proud, and the domain master mansion also has its own rules, so they will not come to draw their swords at all.
This Nangonghai would actually make a move, which really exceeded everyone's expectations.
In fact, Nangonghai had never thought of drawing a sword.
It's just that the fairy Ziwei you likes it.
He shot, purely to win the beauty of peace of mind.
Nangonghai quickly adjusted her mood and put her hands on the hilt of the sword.
With a loud shout, the spirit within his body suddenly ran away and began to draw his sword.
With a buzzing sound, the sound of the sword sounded loudly, and the divine sword, which was originally immobile like a Dinghai divine needle, actually moved.
It was also the first time that I was shaken today.
"Look, the sword has moved, the sword has moved."
"As expected to be the Landlord Mansion's Tianjiao, it is indeed a wicked evildoer."
"impressive."
Seeing this scene, the surrounding people talked and were shocked.
Even Murong Shan couldn't help but change his face.
He did not expect that the Excalibur could be shaken.
In fact, he also heard the family elders say that the Excalibur can indeed be shaken.
It's just that there are very few people who can shake the divine sword.
This divine sword has a charm, the higher the cultivation level, the harder it is to pull it out.
People waiting for leisure, even the enchanting Tianjiao, can hardly shake anything.
Only those unparalleled evildoers, and those who still have a deep understanding of the way, can shake them.
Shaking three inches, it can be called a contemporary evildoer, unparalleled in the world.
Shake six inches, well, at least so far, no such person has appeared.
And shake Jiu Cun, then can really draw out the divine sword.
In other words, the limit of the Excalibur is nine inches.
A hundred years ago, Nangong was three inches above sea level, which shocked the elders of the Nangong family.
It was also extremely sensational at the time.
But it was suppressed by the Nangong family.
Therefore no one knows.
This time, Nangong Altitude Sword, and soon there was a strong Nangong family stationed there, and quickly reported to those powerful men.
"Three inches, three inches!"
Soon, another exclamation came from the crowd.
Murong Hai had already drawn his sword three inches.
A more brilliant sword intent enveloped the sky, and for a while, countless monks couldn't help staying away.
The sword intent is too strong, and the suppression is too great, most Tianjiao can't bear the pressure.
In a short period of time, there were only less than a hundred people left in Tianjiao around the Excalibur Square.
Wang Fan and Yao Ling'er were naturally among them.
Originally based on Wang Fan's temperament, he intended to keep a low profile.
But he was about to draw his sword soon, and he was going to show up later anyway, so there was no need to keep a low profile.
Seeing this scene, Fairy Ziwei, a touch of splendor appeared in those beautiful eyes, and even the look in Nangonghai's eyes seemed to change slightly.
Beauty loves heroes since ancient times, even if fairy Ziwei has a noble status and countless pursuers, but she also likes those peerless arrogances who stand on high places.
In the midair, Nangonghai's face didn't look good.
Because he was horrified to discover that a hundred years ago, he had been able to draw three inches of his sword, and a hundred years later, it seemed to be the same.
His cultivation is much stronger than it was a hundred years ago, and his understanding of Tao is much deeper.
But the level of being able to draw the sword is still three inches, and there is no improvement.
The spirit in his body was surging, like an angry dragon, surging crazily.
The aura of the whole body was crazily falling on the divine sword, and he wanted to try to pull out some again.
Even if he couldn't take away the divine sword, he was not willing to advance without an inch.
Unfortunately, it doesn't make any sense.
His efforts, his madness, and his struggles couldn't shake any more points.
Not only that, but the pressure on him from the Excalibur has also become stronger.
Not to mention pulling it up, if this continues, he can't even hold on for long, and the divine sword is afraid that it will fall back again.
"Why is this, how is this possible?"
Nangonghai roared in his heart, but there was absolutely nothing to do.
He has exhausted all means, unable to change this ending.
"It's down again, hey, it seems that Senior Brother Nangong can't take this sword either."
"Brother Nangong is so enchanting that he can't take this sword. It seems that no one in the world can take this sword."
"Come on, even so, Senior Brother Nangong is already very powerful. Have you ever heard that someone else shakes the Excalibur?"
The surrounding crowd sighed, and they were obviously disappointed, but their eyes looked at Nangonghai, not only did not despise it, but even more respected.
No one else can shake the divine sword, but Nangonghai can. Can you say he is weak? Who can not worship such a great man?
Fairy Ziwei couldn't help sighing in her heart, but the look in Nangonghai's eyes softened a bit.
Not far from Murong Mountain, when he first saw Nangonghai shaking the divine sword, he was still a little shocked and nervous, but when he saw Nangonghai's failure, he was inexplicably relieved.
In secret, the Murong family powerhouse saw this scene and left silently.