The cultivation base of Ten Swords is not bad, probably around the early stage of fetal transformation, but in Zhuo Wen's eyes, it is not enough!

Zhuo Wen stepped forward in one step, purple snow filled the surrounding c, and his figure disappeared in place like a ghost, dodging the sword of Ten Swords.

Then he punched out, and under Shi Jian's inconceivable gaze, it sank into his chest.

Pooh!

Shi Jian spit out a mouthful of blood, threw the divine sword in his hand, and fell in front of the gate of the villa in a state of embarrassment.

"You don't need to hide in the dark anymore, come out all of you! Today, I'm staying in the main hall of Ancient Sword Villa, and none of you can stop me!"

Zhuo Wen walked slowly towards the gate of Ancient Sword Villa.

Whoosh whoosh!

Immediately, nine figures flashed out of the Ancient Sword Villa, each with a divine sword on their backs and cold eyes.

The first person is a middle-aged man, he is the most powerful among the ten people, and he should have reached the late stage of fetal transformation.

The middle-aged man held up Shijian, clasped his fist at Zhuo Wen and said, "You are the new owner! Your strength has been recognized by us, and you can live in the side hall! Just now, Shijian was a little rude. Here, One sword to make amends to the owner!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes became more and more cold, and he said: "My patience is limited, I said that I want to live in the main hall! Since I am the owner of the ancient sword villa, everyone in the villa must submit to me! You ten sword guards are not exception."

Yijian's face turned gloomy: "Villa Master, you must be a bit difficult for others! The rules of the Ancient Sword Villa have always been like this. Only the first generation of the owner of the main hall is eligible to live in the main hall. As for other people, they are not eligible at all!"

boom!

Just after Yijian finished speaking, a purple blade swept from behind Yijian in an instant, cutting off Yijian's right arm holding the sword.

Yijian let out a muffled snort, and just as he came to his senses, his chest was suddenly stepped on by a foot, and he fell down involuntarily with his head up.

Yijian looked at Zhuo Wen in horror, but he didn't see clearly when this person made the move.

"Now, I am the owner of Ancient Sword Villa, and I have the final say on all the rules! If you don't accept it, then I will beat you until you do!"

As Zhuowen said, he raised his sword and slammed it at the other ten sword guards who were rushing towards him.

Afterwards, Zhuo Wen unfolded his supernatural power Zixue, shuttled wantonly in the endless Zixue, knocking down a Ten Swords Guard with a punch every time he shuttled.

After a while, all ten sword guards were beaten to the ground by him.

Looking at this scene, Fan Shuang was not too surprised.

The ten sword guards are indeed powerful, but she has seen Zhuo Wen's more powerful means.

If it is said that Zhuo Wen is not the opponent of Ten Sword Guards, she will not believe anything she says.

"Fan Shuang, let's go!"

After Zhuo Wen said something, he strode open the gate of Ancient Sword Villa, and entered the main hall calmly.

The ten sword guards barely stood up, and they looked at the backs of Zhuo Wen and Fan Shuang who entered the gate with complicated eyes.

"Brother! The main hall just let them in like this? That's where the first owner of the villa lived!" Shi Jian barely supported his body, his eyes were cold and authentic.

"This person's strength is no less than that of the first-generation villa owner, and may even be stronger than the first-generation villa owner!" Yijian said in a deep voice.

"How is it possible? The original owner was stronger than Lu Yichuan back then. If he hadn't been seriously injured and forced to participate in the lord selection, I'm afraid the first owner is now the lord of Yunjin!" Er Jian said coldly.

"Have you forgotten the rules left by the first owner of the villa? He said that as long as someone can defeat our ten sword guards in the future, he will be the real new owner!"

"This person has such strength, it is reasonable to become the real master of Ancient Sword Villa!" Yijian said in a deep voice.

The others were silent, what Yijian said was correct, it was indeed the last wish of the first owner of the villa.

"Let's go! We kneel outside the main hall, begging the owner for forgiveness!"

Yijian barely stood up, and led the Ten Sword Guards towards the main hall!

As night fell, a huge stone sword statue stood in the center of the ancient sword villa, emitting a soft light source, dispelling the surrounding evil spirits.

Zhuo Wenduan sat in the main hall, while Fan Shuang stood not far away.

"Lord Zhuo, the ten sword guards have been kneeling outside for six hours!" Fan Shuang said softly.

Zhuo Wen nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Fan Shuang, during this time, try to help me collect things that can weaken the catastrophe, the more the better!" Zhuo Wen said solemnly. JrNovels.com