A group of Feng family elders immediately spoke out to stop him, as if they were mourning for their heirs.

Feng Xuanzi said coldly: "Stop talking, just take the sword. It's just a wind and thunder sword. As long as I don't die, the Feng family will not fall!"

This is true. After all, he is a Tianxuan master. As long as he doesn't die, the Feng family will not collapse even if their vitality is severely damaged.

But without the Thousand Thunder Sword, after his death, the Feng family will most likely collapse.

At Feng Xuanzi's insistence, the Eight Fierce Soul Locking Arrays that had sunk underground reappeared.

A pool of water, a ferocious beast, a thousand-foot giant sword, and a mountain-like furnace appeared one by one in front of everyone's eyes.

Things changed so fast that many people couldn't figure out who the mysterious Luo Hua was. In just a few words, Feng Xuanzi was submissive and dared not speak out when he was angry.

"To make Feng Xuanzi submissive, I'm afraid it's not possible to do it with the Holy Family alone, but with the Holy Ancient Family!" Gongsun Yan's eyes fell on the woman in white, with a hint of heat in his eyes.

Any family that gives birth to a saint can be promoted to a saint family.

But the foundation of this kind of family is not deep enough, and the Shenggu Family is an ancient family that has experienced the dark and turbulent era and can still be passed down to this day.

As for the earlier ancient times, that was too long ago. Almost all the aristocratic families and sects of that era were destroyed along with the golden age, and none of them existed anymore.

Even if they appear occasionally, they are like myths and legends, and no one has ever seen them, such as the Mo clan.

"Is there a holy ancient family named Luo in the ancient wilderness?" Gongsun Yan looked at Zhao Yan aside and asked.

Zhao Yan's family is very powerful. If there really is an ancient family of Luo Xingsheng, he must know who Luo Hua is.

"Yes, there are, but there is no way to fight against her. Among those monsters from super sects, no one can fight against her."

Zhao Yan shook his head. Gongsun Yan's background could be related to the Sword Emperor lineage. If the other party didn't know who Mr. Luo was, then he himself would definitely not be able to know either.

Gong Haoran, who was beside them, sighed softly: "Haha, with Mr. Luo here, it seems that no one dares to attack Lin Yun. After a few words, Feng Xuanzi changed his mind, your elder from the Sword Emperor lineage is here,

It probably won’t work that well.”

Gongsun Yan was stunned. Thinking about it carefully, this might be true.

But Gong Haoran's words sounded so bitter.

Click!

At this moment, the huge chain of the Eight Evil Soul Locking Formation began to break. Like an avalanche, the sound of breaking became louder and louder, and soon the statue itself was broken.

When the statue of the ferocious beast shattered, there was a shocking loud noise, and the thousand-foot giant sword was like a mountain peeling off.

There was a sword hidden in the sword. Everyone stopped talking and their eyes fell on the ancient holy sword hanging in the air.

It was sheathed, and its edge could not be captured. Only the extremely ancient aura was flowing in all directions, making people feel an inexplicable heaviness.

There is no doubt that it is the famous Thousand Thunder Sword.

"Try the sword."

Feng Xuanzi's face seemed to have aged many years, and he weakly said to Lin Yun.
Chapter completed!