Martial Arts Fusion: Starting from the Head of a Clan

"God, can you be more perfunctory?" He complained helplessly.

Yao Yue's eyes were full of disdain. She hated this person no less than Wei Wu Ya.

"What is the other treasure you are talking about?" Jiang Feng was curious.

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Chapter 160 The Demon-Suppressing Sword, Jiang Yuyan’s Kung Fu

"I have an artifact!"

Jiang Biehe's consciousness was manipulated and he lifted up the floor tiles under the desk.

"Artifact?"

Jiang Feng became interested. As a master, Jiang Biehe must have high standards.

The floor tiles were peeled back, revealing a hollow inside, which contained a foot-long wooden box made of fine rosewood. The wooden box was engraved with ancient patterns and was quite old.

He put the wooden box on the table and said, "This is the artifact I was talking about!"

The wooden box is opened.

There was a short sword about one foot long inside. The scabbard was dark and unremarkable.

Jiang Feng took the sword and his palm sank slightly.

"So heavy?"

A sword of this length, even if made of deep sea black iron, would only weigh fifty or sixty pounds at most.

This sword body is extremely small, but it weighs hundreds of kilograms, like a big hammer.

Curious for a moment, he drew his sword from its sheath.

A cold light that seemed to have been covered in dust for a long time shot out, and the cold sword energy made the sun lose its luster.

"What a sword!"

Yao Yue's eyes narrowed, and as soon as the sword was unsheathed, she knew that this sword was extremely extraordinary.

The cold sword energy was like thunder from the sky and fire from the earth, and those who saw it were dazzled.

On the body of the sword, mysterious patterns are naturally formed, as if they contain the principles of heaven and earth.

Jiang Feng pulled out his commonly used sword. The sword was named Qiu Shui. It was forged from deep sea black iron and was extremely sharp.

It is not far behind the famous magic weapons in the world, and can be called a superior magic weapon.

He held a sword in each hand, and with a little effort, he heard a "ding" sound, the two swords collided, and sparks appeared.

Looking at Qiu Shui again, a gap the size of a grain of rice was made on the sword blade. The dagger was unscathed, leaving no trace.

"hiss!"

This short sword is even better than those famous swords in the world!

"Congratulations to Mr. Jiang for getting the magic weapon!"

Yao Yue looked surprised: What a sharp dagger.

Jiang Feng put the sword back into its sheath and said with a smile: "This sword is very suitable for me, so I won't be polite to you!"

"I have the Soul-Slaying Heavenly Sword, which is enough!"

Yao Yue smiled and shook her head. The Soul-Slaying Yitian Sword was a special magic weapon for the master of Yihua Palace. It was made of exotic gold and was extremely sharp. It ranked among the magic weapons in the world.

"What is the name of this sword? Where does it come from?"

Jiang Feng put the dagger into the ring, and Jiang Biehe's luck was against the sky, and he had all the secrets of magical skills, weapons and weapons.

This person was born in a humble background, and his means to build such a large business were extremely impressive.

"This sword is called the Demon-Suppressing Sword, and it comes from a strong point in Shu Mountain!"

Jiang Biehe said eloquently: He accidentally learned that a Taoist priest in Shushan was holding a unique artifact that had been passed down for a long time.

After some planning, he secretly killed people to seize the treasure. This sword has not been circulated in the world, so it is not well-known.

His name does not appear in the rankings of various weapons in the world.

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"Shushan?"

Jiang Feng frowned slightly!

If he hadn't been convinced that there were no immortal cultivators in this world, he would have even doubted whether the dagger was the legendary flying sword.

Shushan is located in the Ming Dynasty. There are many large and small sects in Shushan, most of which focus on swordsmanship.

In the hinterland, there is a sect called Shushan Sect, which is quite mysterious.

There are not many people in the sect, and they don't often move around in the world. It is considered a reclusive sect, and its reputation is far less than that of the eight sects.

"The Shushan sect is said to have been passed down for thousands of years, far older than Shaolin!"

Yaoyue frowned and said slowly!

"For thousands of years?"

Jiang Feng was extremely surprised.

The oldest Han Dynasty among the seven dynasties was only over a thousand years old, and his hidden strength was unfathomable.

Thousands of years have passed, and the world has changed.

The Shushan sect remains standing.

No one knows how strong the hidden strength is.

Jiang Feng mentally listed the Shushan Sect as one that should not be provoked.

"When Yihua Palace was founded, Shushan Sect was what it is today!"

Yaoyue recalled: "When the ancestor founded Yihua Palace, he was already at the level of a great master. According to her ancestor, Shushan has existed since her ancestor could remember it!"

It has been more than 800 years since Yihua Palace was founded. The founder of Yihua Palace must have been at least a thousand years ago!

Jiang Feng asked curiously: "How much do you know about the Shushan Sect?"

Yao Yue shook her head: "People from the Shushan Sect have been cultivating in the mountains. When disciples go down to the mountains to practice, they will remain anonymous. Not many people in the world know about the Shushan Sect, and even fewer really understand it!"

Jiang Feng secretly thought: The secret guards cannot provoke the Shushan Sect for the time being. This kind of force that lurks in the dark and has been inherited for too long is in too deep water.

Then he inquired about the location of the treasures in Bielhe Villa and captured all the treasures in the secret room.

Jiang Biehe's life savings were all wiped out.

Jiang Feng was a kind-hearted man, and for the sake of so many treasures, he gave him a happy treat.

The two returned to the inn overnight.

"Sir, are you back?"

After Jiang Yuyan washed herself, the skin on her face was so tender that water could ooze out of her face, like a peeled egg.

"Well, I gave Jiang Biehe a happy one!"

Jiang Feng looked at her with burning eyes and told the truth.

"Jiang Yuyan is dead, Jiang Biehe is just a stranger to me!"

Jiang Yuyan felt as if she heard the death of an unrelated stranger.

There was neither sadness nor hatred on his face.

She has no cultivation at this time, and whether what she says is true or false cannot be concealed from investigation.

Outstanding talent, soft on the outside but strong on the inside, with a very firm mind.

Like a piece of unpolished jade.

Worth cultivating.

Jiang Feng made up his mind and said, "From now on, just follow me!"

"Sir, have you promised me?"

She covered her mouth, and the tears in her eyes fell like crystal water drops.

"Um!"

Jiang Feng patted her shoulder, "Okay, stop crying!"

"I'm so happy!"

Jiang Yuyan smiled through tears and wiped the wet corners of her eyes.

Like a little beast afraid of being abandoned, without any sense of security.

Now, my heart is relieved.

The next day!

The three of them set off and returned to Yihua Palace!

"Brother Jiang, sister!"

Lian Xing was waiting at the entrance of the valley. As soon as the three of them appeared, she waved to them from a distance.

"Lian Xing!"

Jiang Feng walked over and skillfully took the wheelchair from the maid's hand: "Have you been waiting here?"

Lianxing stroked the hanging flowers on his forehead and said softly: "I'm worried about you and my sister!"

"We have some small things to do, and I didn't have time to tell you in detail!"

Jiang Feng felt a warm feeling in his heart and pushed the wheelchair towards the valley.

Lianxing looked at the beautiful Jiang Yuyan curiously and said, "Brother Jiang, who is this sister?"

Before he could speak, Jiang Yuyan walked up to her and said, "Sister, my name is Jiang Yuyan, and I am the young master's maid."

Jiang Feng had no intention of training her as a maid.

Jiang Yuyan, however, insisted that she wanted to be a maid and had a firm attitude, so she let herself go.