Chapter 2388: Izuro Sword

2388 cups stopped to be a few holy, and they were all surprised. It seems that they did not expect people from the Jianjian Villa to appear.
The cup sighed and said: "Lord of the sword, you are young, do not know normal.
This Tibetan sword mountain village is the oldest sword repair family in Dongtianfu.
It can be traced back to the year before the clan hegemony, their Meng family had already cast swords and swords in Dongtianfu.
Although the Meng family is not a clan and a natural selection, it is deeply rooted in the sword.
Their ancestors, through the sword, realized the unique sword repair method.
The descendants of all generations are all swordsmen. As the number is increasing, the combat power is stronger than the average clan.
The person who was born in the Tibetan Sword Mountain Villa walked away from the snacks and stayed away from the sword.
And you can also go to the secret pool of swords and swords with a lot of famous swords, and feel the sword meaning, and ask the high school people in the home for advice.
Under the cultivation of the martial arts strongmen of the Meng family in the first generation, the number of sword masters in the Meng family has always been very impressive.
The cultivation of the family in Dongtianfudi, Mengjia strength should be able to rank in the top three.

Ye Fan is amazed. It turned out to be a family of swordsmen. If it has been developed for tens of thousands of years, it is indeed powerful enough.
You know, even many clans have not been able to survive this long period of time.
"Although there have been no movements in the Qianjian Mountain Villa for more than a thousand years, it is only that they do not want to be high-profile.
They occasionally have swords that are not visible in the family and will flow out to the auction, but even the swords that are not needed in the Jianjian Villa can sell for a very high price.
It shows that the Meng family's sword level, or the crown of the heavens and the land, and even the entire wilderness ah, the drug is also first to say.
Xiaoying grinned: "You may not know, Lord of the Sword God, the Three Swords of the Flood, which have been judged by everyone for more than a thousand years.
Two thousand years ago, the owner of the Tibetan Swords Villa, Meng Yunyun, and one hand out of the sword, one person killed three masters of the Holy Spirit who tried to steal the soldiers from the mountain, as well as a number of Eucharist and Sacred Heart.
The name of Yunyun Juggernaut was directly slammed into the wilderness. At that time, the Juggernaut had his Meng Yunyun, and no one else could compare it! Then, after the Longquan Emperor Ren Tiankuo came out, the reputation of Yuyun Juggernaut gradually weakened.

"Yuyun Juggernaut, it is a cup of swordsman who was very respected when he was a child..." The cup stopped feeling: "It was also because of the joint invasion of the Holy Land that the Tibetan Swordsman Villa was two thousand years old. It is very low-key.
I am guilty of sin, I don’t want to come to the Tibetan Mountain Villa, I often have a blush, go to the villa to steal."
Ye Fan heard this and finally understood why this group of holy places is so jealous.
A sword-cultivation family that has existed for tens of thousands of years, it is certainly not an ordinary sect, but I am afraid that the four big clan-like giants can regulate one.
At this moment, Meng Yiqiu suddenly sat up and took two maids and walked to Ye Fan.
Meng Yiqiu’s face is contemptuous.
Kid, don’t think that a bunch of unseen guys call you ‘Sword God’, you really can afford this title.
If anyone in this world can call it a sword god, then only my father, ‘Yunyun Sword God’! The young master knows that you are young and famous, some are smug, and have built a Shenjian sect... persuaded you to change the name quickly when you go back, so that you can avoid being embarrassed! Otherwise... I don't need my father, this young master can break your sword and dream!

Ye Fan’s face was cold and he didn’t say anything. This kid’s nose was on his face. Is it a Tibetan sword village, should he be right?
After all, it’s all sword repairs, and it’s inevitable that they will not look good to each other.
"Autumn! Hugh to be rude!"
At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue moiré robes, a long hair with a few gray, heroic, with two accompanying personnel, appeared aside.
This man's own realm of the Holy Spirit, two people behind him are the sacred body, which shows the extraordinary origins.
Meng Yiqiu only converges a few points, respectfully salute: "Father, how come you came, but an ancient ruin in the district, the son is enough."
Many scenes on the scene only know that this person was the sword of the cloud two thousand years ago! ?
"The Mengzhuang Lord did not fly up?
I don't know what the kendo repairs are!

"It seems that the Tibetan Swordsman Villa, this time the baby in the ancient ruins, is bound to win!"
Meng Yunyun said a few words to blame: "In the fall, how many times the father told you, even if you have the ability, you must also despise others.
We have a sword mountain village, and we have never made a river with other sects and Shijiajing water. You still don’t apologize to the Ye Xiao brothers?
!

Although it is the tone of the lesson, it is clear that he also agrees with his son.
The hearts of the saints are not allowed to swear, it seems that Yun Jiansheng... does not look at the emperor-level swordsmanship of the sword god! However, Meng Yunyun does have such an enthusiasm, and everyone will not think that he is arrogant.
After all, many people have never seen Ye Fan’s shot, but he grew up listening to Meng’s deeds.
"Well, since you said so... that Ye Xiao brother, I have been offended," Meng Yiqiu said with a sneer.
Ye Fan feels that this Meng Yunyun has two sons, but it is not unfathomable.
Nothing else, he does not want to have a general knowledge of these two fathers and sons, and he is too lazy to care about.
What's more, he wants to enter the ancient ruins. If he is directly snarled with the Tibetan Swordsman, the Shenjian sect may be sinned.
Meng Yiqiu saw Ye Fan screaming, but when Ye Fan was afraid, the disdain in his eyes was even worse.
"Haha, Mengzhuang, this ancient ruins, I did not expect the owner to come in person."
The fascinating king Phillips, then with two disciples, came over.
"Phillips, how long will this entrance to the ancient ruins be stable?"
Meng Yunyun asked, for the magic guide king, it is completely a tone to the junior.
"Just today, there should be no more than three hours." Phillips turned back and saw Ye Fan, laughing: "The Lord of the Sword God is also, both are swordsmen, is it in exchange for Kendo?"
Meng Yiqiu laughed, "I am also associated with my father to exchange kendo?"
Do you have an old thing to chat?

Phillips smiled and the two disciples behind him showed their anger.
"What are you talking about??"
"Don't dare to insult the teacher?
!

When Phillips reached out and stopped his disciple, he smiled and said: "This is the owner of Shaozhuang. It seems that the old man said something wrong?"
Meng Yunyun sighed and looked at his son blamefully. "Philips, my son, I was spoiled by me. Don't mind too much."
In the autumn, I was born in a small genius. At the age of forty, I entered the Sacred Heart. At the age of 50, I was forged into a Eucharist. Now I am one hundred and thirty years old. I have already taken the Holy Spirit half a step.
And there is also a heavenly sword, the heart of the sword... It is rare.
I am always a child, and I am such a talented son, naturally some love.
What he said, don't be too reassured, it's a joke..." Phillips nodded with a smile. "The owner is relieved, the old man naturally understands, congratulations to the owner, and successor."

Meng Yiqiu on the side was smug, and he smiled and said: "Father, you love your baby, but the child is also worthy of your favor... If you are not the father, you are now called "Sword God" by these people. It’s your son, me.

Meng Yunyun learned: "Autumn! Hugh is so rude!"
Having said that, the eyes are obviously full of pride in the son.
When Ye Fan saw this scene, he couldn't help but think of Ji Suxin. If he grew up in the heart of Ji Suxin, he would become this appearance... At this moment, on the other side of the ancient magical Yuan, a large number of holy places are under pressure. The canyon is near! The Holy See could not help but frown, and turned to look at it, only to see that there was already black and white, and the wind was blowing!