Becoming Sovereign in Everlasting World

As he spoke, he raised the sword in his hand and aimed it at the head of the Golden Lion King. "Chi", the tip of the sword was slightly blocked for a moment before stabbing straight into the lion's head.

"Howl …" The Golden Lion died whimpering.

Looking at the pervading smoke and dust, Mu Sword Spirit's face revealed an expression of anxiety. She had heard the angry roars coming from inside but she suddenly quieted down. How could she not be worried?

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the face of the Sword Spirit Mu and a tall figure walked out of the smoke and dust. It was indeed Yang Fan. At this moment, he looked to be in a rather sorry state.

"Quickly!" I can't walk anymore. "

Hearing Yang Fan's weak voice, Mu Sword Spirit could not help but laugh. She thought to herself, "You also have such a day?" With a "hmph", she raised her head slightly, ignoring him.

"Hey, you don't have to be so vengeful! In any case, I will still be your husband in the future! " Yang Fan said with a bitter face. Mu Jian Ling's revenge was obviously obvious, because every time when Mu Sword Spirit was weak, she would ask him to clean up the mess and even take care of her. There was not a single day where she took care of him, so his current situation was not in agreement.

"Hmph, who knows what will happen in the future?" Mu Sword Spirit muttered.

"What? We're already like that? If you don't marry me, who else do you want to marry?!" When Yang Fan heard this, he became anxious and hurriedly replied.

"Am I the only one who doesn't want it?" When Mu Sword Spirit heard the two words, her face turned red and she bit her lower lip.

"Eh, that seems to be the case." But after another thought, he said with a serious face, "Your Mu Sword Spirit's entire life... Oh, no, down... "In my next life, I'm going to take care of you guys. If anyone dares to take you away from me, I'll fight them to the death."

Looking at Yang Fan's serious expression and hearing of such overbearing words, Mu Sword Spirit's heart felt sweet.

He gently stepped forward and supported Yang Fan, pretending to be angry. He pinched Yang Fan and said, "Let's see if you can still complain the next time you take care of me."

"Hiss..." Yang Fan sucked in a breath of cold air as he chuckled, "I don't dare, I don't dare. Why would I complain?" I want to take care of Ling'er. "Don't you see that I am always very attentive?"

"Hmph!" Mu Sword Spirit turned her head away, ignoring the mischievous Yang Fan.

Seeing this, Yang Fan's eyes lit up. He moved his face closer and softly said, "Ling'er, turn around. I have something to tell you."

Mu Sword Spirit thought that it was some big matter. She suddenly turned around and her eyes suddenly widened. This was because her red lips were pressed against Yang Fan's face.

"Hehe, this is something you wanted to kiss me yourself, not in the rewards!" Yang Fan had a feeling that his evil scheme had succeeded. His entire body and mind felt comfortable.

"You … "You …" Mu Sword Spirit's beautiful face flushed red and she was speechless for a long time.

Then, he heard a miserable scream, "Ah!" The sound shocked the birds who were resting in the woods and they scattered in all directions.

"Ling'er, I was wrong …"

"Ling'er, we'll be able to leave soon. How can we meet then?" Yang Fan had learned from Mu Jian Ling that this wooden tablet would only allow them to enter the competition grounds, but it was very difficult for the two of them to be transported to the same place, so he was a little worried.

"Mm …" Mu Sword Spirit thought for a moment. "At that time, there should be another test for the Sword Management Sect. If I'm not wrong, it must be related to the attribute rank, so there's no need to worry."

"Mmm, after the exam is over, I'll take you to see my mother." Yang Fan nodded.

When she heard that she wanted to see Yang Fan's mother, Mu Sword Spirit's face turned red, and her movements became awkward.

"Hee hee, don't worry my mom is easy to talk to." Yang Fan laughed.

In the dark, Ying Luo Niang laughed lightly and said: "This child, luckily the one we met this time was this girl, the two of them are still young. If I were to meet someone who is a little more shrewd, they would probably not even have a single bone left. Sigh, it seems like I would need to train a lot more. " After saying that, Ying Susu's face became sorrowful as she whispered, "Fan'er, don't blame me for being ruthless. It's time to give you some exercise, I …"

At this time, the wooden tablets in their hands began to emit a faint light, "Ling'er, it's time to go. See you outside."

"En!" Mu Jian Ling answered lightly, and the two of them disappeared from where they stood.

"I've passed, I've passed!" Someone shouted in succession, extremely excited.

"What are you so excited about? Isn't there another one?" Can you do that or not? " Someone standing nearby could not bear to watch and poured a bucket of cold water over him.

"Didn't you say that as long as you pass the first two stages, you would be able to pass all of the tests?" the man asked doubtfully.

Another person interjected, "That's basic, not all of them. I heard that there will be some sort of attribute test going on later. Those with abilities below medium level will not be accepted."

"This... Then what's the matter with the attribute test! " The person who spoke scratched his head and asked.

That person rolled his eyes at the person who spoke, as if he was deeply disdainful of this kind of person who came to participate without knowing anything, and said: "It depends on how far you can go in the future on the martial path, this kind of test is the true core method of judgement. The Sword Management Door's assessment is not only about physical strength, the flexibility of the mind, but also about whether there is room for growth."

"So that's how it is …" The people beside him were suddenly enlightened.

"Elder, the examinees have all come out, but …" The person whispered in front of the white moustached old man. This person was the middle-aged man who had registered the signboard.

"But what?" The old man turned his head to look at the newcomer.

"One of them is dead." The middle-aged man pondered for a moment before replying.

"This is very normal. Every year, there will be one or two people who die before they can escape in the test." The elder said indifferently while stroking his beard.

"But... "But …" The middle-aged man swallowed and his expression was a bit unnatural.

"Wang Chen, what's wrong with you today?" Wang Chen, what's wrong with you today? The old man clicked his tongue.

"No, it's... It's that dead person, it's Deacon Wei's son, Wei An. " The middle-aged man finished his sentence.

When the old man heard the two words' Wei An ', his expression changed. However, it quickly returned to normal. He opened his mouth and asked, "Is there any clues? Is it a human or a demon beast?"

"There are sword wounds on his body, but there are also traces of demonic beasts." Wang Chen said.

"Mm, I will go back and report on this matter. Old man Wei An has also heard of this. He was spoiled by Wei Jianming and didn't do anything good in the sect. It's just that …" It's just that Wei Jianming is not easy to deal with! " As the old man talked about Wei An, he revealed a look of disgust, but also a bit of worry.

"I'm talking about Deacon Wei, he's about to break through and become an elder. I'm afraid he won't let us off that easily." At this point, Wang Chen had an ugly expression on his face. He was afraid that Wei Jianming would blame it on him.