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Chapter 2260

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"How awe-inspiring! Su Hanshan, come and try attacking me!"

The incredibly sloppy-looking beggar appeared out of nowhere in the rubble of the Smiling Daughter Pavilion. Then, he stood on a piece of rubble and looked up.

No matter how one looked at it, such a person did not look like an expert.

However, this beggar just stood up and smiled as he looked at the Sword God in the sky.

He directly addressed the Sword God by name, Su Hanshan.

Who was Su Hanshan? Probably every cultivator in the imperial capital Yan City had heard of his name.

When he was very young, his elders had told him about his deeds over and over again.

Su Hanshan was the pride of the Yanwu Dynasty, a living legend. His name resounded like thunder, but few people had seen him in person.

However, the moment he appeared, he hugged his sword and raised his eyebrows, scaring away the Blood Eagle Army.

There was no need to guess his identity. Aside from the Sword God, Su Hanshan, no one else in the imperial capital Yan City possessed such strength.

Many people had seen his portrait before.

However, when they saw his true appearance, they did not dare to cry out, fearing that they would profane this person.

This was especially so for the swordsmen present. They were already incredibly excited. Just seeing him once made their blood surge. Several people even knelt and worshiped him, all because he was the Sword God, Su Hanshan.

Everyone thought that the First Prince's wedding would be settled after the Sword God appeared.

Who could have imagined that a beggar would appear out of nowhere and call out the Sword God's name in a carefree manner, not showing any fear?

"This … who is this beggar? He even dares to call out the Sword God's name. Is he tired of living?"

"Damn it! He is simply profaning the Sword God!"

Some people did not understand, and some were upset. However, Su Hanshan did not make a move.

He once said that no one dared to take a step forward. In that instant, no one dared to move. Su Hanshan's gaze forced back the entire Blood Eagle Army. However, when this beggar appeared, Su Hanshan did not make a move.

The strangeness of this immediately inspired speculation.

At the top of the Smiling Daughter Pavilion, Xiao Chen, who already despaired, immediately felt some hope when he saw the beggar appear.

However, he found this inconceivable, too shocking.

The other party was Su Hanshan, the Sword God Su Hanshan. What gave the beggar the confidence to stand out?

"You are here to join in the excitement as well?"

However, something even more inconceivable happened. Su Hanshan actually attacked the beggar. His tone was as if he was talking to someone of the same generation, and it instantly caused an uproar.

This beggar was actually old friends with Su Hanshan!

"You can join in, but I can't. Hehe, if we're talking about connections, I'm more involved than you. Originally, I didn't want to interfere in this matter, but since you've come out regardless of your status, it would be too heartless of me to not show myself. "

The beggar covered his face with his hands and combed his messy hair.

He revealed a dirty face, but the smile on his face was clean and pure. It made people feel at ease, like a spring breeze caressing their faces. No one would have thought that this was the smile of a beggar.

When Xiao Chen saw this scene, his heart immediately trembled, and his expression changed slightly.

This smile!

The first time he saw this beggar, he felt that this beggar's smile was somewhat familiar. It was exceptionally clean.

But at that time, he didn't have time to think too much about it. Today, he saw that smile again in this kind of situation.

A name immediately appeared in Xiao Chen's mind, and he could not help feeling shocked.

"You know who he is?" Chu Chaoyun asked when he noticed the strange expression on Xiao Chen's face.

Xiao Chen nodded. "I know. If I'm not wrong, he is from the same place as you and me."

"The Kunlun Realm?"

"Yes."

A bright light flashed in Chu Chaoyun's eyes as he looked at this beggar. He simply could not believe that this beggar was the person Xiao Chen mentioned.

"I couldn't defeat you a hundred years ago, and I probably can't defeat you now either. What do you want? Speak! "

Su Hanshan said calmly with an indifferent expression.

"That might not be the case. I have not improved at all in the past hundred years. You can try drawing your sword."

The beggar's smile remained the same as he said softly.

"Whoosh!"

The crowd immediately burst into an uproar. Many people were even more stunned by Su Hanshan's words.

It turned out that Su Hanshan was not just an old acquaintance. The two even fought a hundred years ago, and Su Hanhan did not win.

"It's him!"

"I know who he is! It's the Spring Snow Bladesman, Pan Huang!"

The bladesmen present connected Su Hanshan's words and guessed the beggar's identity.

The Spring Snow Bladesman — Pan Huang!

This was another legend, a bladesman whose name resounded like thunder but faded from everyone's sight long ago.

Pan Huang's deeds were no less legendary than Su Hanshan's. Instead, he was even more legendary.

Who could have imagined that the First Prince's wedding would first cause the Hundred Fairies of the Pear Garden and the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal to fight?

Now, it was even more exaggerated. Two legendary figures actually appeared at the same time.

The clash between Xiao Chen and Chu Chaoyun between the saber and the sword was about to happen in reality.

Su Hanshan, the strongest person of the Sword Dao, and Pan Huang, the strongest person of the Saber Dao. Just thinking about the clash between the two excited everyone.

However, everyone was very clear that Su Hanshan and Pan Huang would definitely not fight.

Even if they did, they would not do it in the imperial capital, Yan City, with so many people watching.

However, Pan Huang's words, "You can try drawing your sword," still filled everyone with anticipation. What if he really drew his sword?

Su Hanshan stared at Pan Huang and said sullenly, "There is no need. Either I don't draw my sword, or once I do, even if it is life and death, victory will be decided."

Pan Huang smiled faintly and said, "Su Hanhan, in that case, there is indeed no need for you to draw your sword. Didn't you see the clash between the saber and the sword of the two little fellows earlier? What we are fighting for is not victory or defeat, not glory or disgrace, but the fate of the mortal world. "

Su Hanshan showed an indifferent expression. "You have your Dao, and I have mine. In my heart, the sword will always reign supreme. My heart for the sword has never changed, not even for one thousand years or ten thousand years. "

The beggar no longer tried to persuade Su Hanhan. He said sullenly, "Very well. In that case, I won't speak nonsense with you. Neither of us need to make the decision for this wedding. Let her make the decision! "

Pan Huang pointed at headliner Ling Long, who was on the rainbow bridge in the sky.

The First Prince Wang Fei's expression changed slightly as he said, "No way. This is my wedding. I cannot allow others to make the decision for me!"

"Is it your place to speak? Not even if your father came! Scram! "

The beggar roared. This was the first time Xiao Chen saw the beggar, who had a frivolous smile.

A saber light seemed to flash in the beggar's eyes.

When the beggar swept his cold gaze across, the Divine Guards' army was struck by a saber and knocked back fifty kilometers.

In that instant, a vast crowd surrounded Wang Fei. When he looked up, he saw that he was the only one left riding on the Flame Qilin.

The army that had been surrounding him a moment ago was swept away like trash.

Fear flashed in Wang Fei's eyes. He wanted to check if he was injured or not.

However, when he saw the beggar's gaze, he did not dare to act rashly.

Su Hanshan remained expressionless, acting like he did not hear anything. After a while, he looked at Ling Long and said, "You make the decision."

"Whoosh!"

After obtaining Su Hanshan's approval, Ling Long did not give Wang Fei another look. She directly landed before Xiao Chen and Chu Chaoyun.

Ling Long glanced at the veiled woman coldly before looking at Xiao Chen. Her voice trembled as she said, "Lord Xiao … that ice coffin in the sky …"

Xiao Chen did not say anything, only nodding silently.

"Boom!"

Ling Long immediately felt like she had been struck by lightning. Indeed, this was the worst possible outcome.

"Ling Long, listen to me. He is already dead. Don't overthink it. Since you are the one making the decision now, just agree to the First Prince's request. In the future, when he ascends to the throne and becomes the Yan Emperor, you … "

The veiled woman grasped this opportunity, wanting to win Ling Long over and make the right decision for her.

"Bang!"

However, right after Ling Long spoke, a short sword flew out of her sleeve and pierced the veiled woman's mouth the moment she opened it.

"You promised me that you would protect his life."

Ling Long's expression turned frosty as she looked at the veiled woman coldly, not showing any pity in her eyes.

Xiao Chen looked at the veiled woman, who was already dead. Then, he moved the saber away from her neck and said, "Headliner Ling Long, my little martial nephew is already dead. However, that beggar uncle brought him an ice coffin to protect his soul and prevent it from scattering. It can extend his life. Perhaps he will wake up one day. "

"I want to leave this place with him. Can you bring me away?" Ling Long sounded fatigued. There was no sorrow or pain in her eyes, but it made one's heart ache.

"Sure. I'll get the Golden Crow to bring you away."

Before everyone's eyes, headliner Ling Long soared into the sky and mounted the Golden Crow above the clouds. Then, she left with the ice coffin.

From start to end, Ling Long did not even look at Wang Fei.

Wang Fei, who was on the Fire Qilin, flushed. He felt like someone had slapped him swollen.

To think that he could not even defeat a dead person. On the day of his wedding, a dead person snatched away his bride.

This was definitely the greatest joke since the establishment of the Yanwu Dynasty.

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