"You get ready first, and the revival of the Divine Sword Gate will begin immediately."

Yang Fan threw the storage ring into the dust and disappeared in the headquarters building. But with the disappearance of Yang Fan, the cultivators who had been immobilized in their body simultaneously released their control, but the arrival of Yao Chen did not attract any attention.

"Yao Chen, what's in the ring that the predecessor gave?"

Zhang Chenghua stepped forward to grab the ring. As for his deposed son beside him, Zhang Chenghua no longer cared about it. Yang Fan's strength made him unable to resist.

"Huh, this was given to me by senior."

Yao Chen snorted coldly, and from the tone of the conversation between the two of them, it could be heard that the relationship between the two was not so good.

"Don't forget, senior is to mobilize the entire union, which naturally includes me, don't you obey senior's words? Also, the current president is me."

Zhang Chenghua snorted and said coldly.

Yao Chen frowned. After hesitating, he handed the ring to Zhang Chenghua, not worried that he would swallow the ring alone.

At this time, at the foot of the mountain where the Divine Sword Gate was located 100,000 years ago, a white figure appeared out of thin air, it was Yang Fan.

It's just that when Yang Fan looked towards the top of the mountain, a flash of killing intent suddenly flashed in his eyes.

On the top of the mountain, there is a huge palace, but the words engraved on the palace are not the Divine Sword Gate, but the Divine Sword Gate.

There is an open space in front of the palace. There is a statue about the size of the palace. The statue is carved by a middle-aged man. He wears the exclusive costume of a disciple of the Shendaomen 100,000 years ago. It must be Tong Chengyu who rebuilt the Shendaomen. Got it.

Seeing this, Yang Fanxu lifted his hand, and a group of fire avenues condensed in the palm of his hand, intending to destroy the Sacred Sword Gate with one blow. Only after hesitating, Yang Fan finally withdrew the Avenue of Fire, and he could do it easily with his own strength, but Yang Fan wanted to let the people of the Divine Sword Gate do it. Only in this way can they remember the lesson of this loneliness.

One hundred thousand years ago, even if Yang Fan did so many backhands, the Divine Sword Gate still couldn't get rid of the lonely fact.

"It's time to take a look at the current Excalibur Gate."

Yang Fan muttered to himself, with a movement of thought, the spirit of the Taiyi Golden Wonderland was released, and it quickly enveloped thousands of miles.

In an instant, Yang Fan found the location of the current Divine Sword Gate, but Yang Fan's expression was not pretty. The current Divine Sword Gate is quite lonely. The Five Source Continent has five levels of power, namely third-rate, second-rate, first-class, advanced, and top-level, while the Divine Sword Gate is only second-rate. It is conceivable that the Divine Sword Gate was suppressed How miserable.

The mind moved again, and the whole person appeared near the location of the Divine Sword Gate.

At this time, the Divine Sword Gate was not very large, it was located on a small hillside, with a tall fence standing around it, surrounded by a low-level formation. It's just that the level of this formation is really low, even if the monks in the fit phase come over, they can easily break through the formation without all the effort.

"Hey, friend, are you here to join Jianmen?"

Just when Yang Fan's thoughts were in the powerful Divine Sword Gate in his memory, a sweet girl remembered in her ears, Yang Fan took back her thoughts, followed the sound, and found that they were three people, two women and one man.

The strength of the three of them is very low, and the strongest is only the man, only the middle stage of Yuan Ying.

Yang Fan's expression was a bit stunned, and the gloominess on his face was also reduced at this time. It must have been thought that the Divine Sword Sect was so lonely, there are still people willing to join the Divine Sword Sect, although only the Sword Sect was added.

"Yeah, don't you guys too?"

Yang Fan nodded, showing a harmless smile.

Pouch!

The woman who spoke earlier with a ponytail and wearing a pink ancient dress laughed directly.

"My friend misunderstood, we are now disciples of Jianmen, and we have become disciples of the inner sect."

"Are you all inner disciples?"

Yang Fan frowned. Both the Jin Dan and Yuan Ying stages could become inner disciples of the Divine Sword Sect. One can imagine how weak the current Divine Sword Sect was.

"This is natural, don't underestimate us, I have practiced the extreme sun swordsmanship created by the ancestor of Jianmen to the third level."

After all, the woman in the pink dress took out the sword and danced.

The woman danced lightly, and danced with the sword, and petals appeared in the air, and a fragrance of fragrance floated, like a fairy descending in the rain of flowers.

Seeing this, Yang Fan couldn't help but shook his head. The woman in front of him was using extreme sun swordsmanship to show nothing but ostentatious expressions. The disciples of the dignified inner sect only have this level, and it is difficult for Yang Fan to imagine how high the level of the Divine Sword Sect will be.

"My name is Situ Qin, this is my sister Situ Yue, and he is my brother Situ Xin. How about you?"

Situ Qin erected the long sword behind him, showing a sweet smile, said.

"You can call me Yang Fan."

"Huh? Your name is Yang Fan, exactly the same as the name of a patriarch in Jianmen."

Situ Qin showed a surprised expression, without any doubt that the person in front of her was the ancestor Yang Fan in her mouth.

Yang Fan smiled, but he was a little puzzled.

"You all have the surname Situ, and the surname Situ is unusual."

"You don't know, an ancestor of our Situ family joined Jianmen, but it was still called Divine Jianmen at that time, about 100,000 years ago."

"One hundred thousand years ago... Was that ancestor of yours called Situ Changkong?"

This sentence said that not only Situ Qin, but even Situ Xin and Situ Yue were shocked.

"How do you know this name?"

Situ Xin said in surprise.

Yang Fan just smiled.

"This is a very good swordsmanship."

"This is natural, this is created by Jian Wudi Patriarch, after all, he is an immortal."

"Swordsmanship is good, but it feels like a sword dance being used by you."

Yang Fan didn't get used to Situ Qin's intention.

"Huh, do you dare to try it?"

Situ Qin was sullen, gritted his teeth.

Yang Fan beckoned her to attack.

Situ Qin stabbed over with a long sword without saying a word.

A flash of cold light flashed, and Yang Fan was motionless like an old monk entering concentration, staring blankly at the piercing of the long sword. Situ Xin cursed secretly, and wanted to stop him. Right now, this person may be the next junior, but he can't hurt him anymore.

"Sister, stop!"

Seeing Situ Qin didn't mean to stop, Situ Yue screamed.

I saw Yang Fan flicked his fingers, and the stabbed long sword flew away in the air. The huge force made Situ Qin unable to hold it, and the long sword flew out of his hand.

"Now you still think you were dancing swords just now?"

Yang Fan stretched out a finger, and there was a golden sword aura in front of him. The sword aura turned into substance and placed it on Situ Qin's neck. As long as Yang Fan was willing, she could easily cut her neck.

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