"That's right. This is exactly what I need. Do you want to fight for it?"
The expressions of the people led by Han Qianjue changed when they heard this.
As people ranked in the top ten of the Hidden Dragon Roll, their vision and experience were extraordinary.
Although they did not know what grade the saber that was stuck in the wall was, they could tell that it was not an ordinary saber from the extremely sharp and domineering saber intent it gave off.
Everyone wanted treasures, and no one would complain about having too many of them.
"Wang Guqing, in my opinion, this saber is at least a supreme-grade spiritual weapon. Could it be that this is what you need?"
Lie Fenglei frowned and stared at Wang Yan with burning eyes. As soon as he finished speaking, a cold smile appeared on his face.
"If that's really the case, isn't Wang Guqing being a little too domineering?"
"Although you were the one who broke the seal and made it very clear before, there is only one saber here, and there are so many of us. How should we split it?"
"If Wang Guqing insists that this is what you need, wouldn't we have come here for nothing?"
As he spoke, Lie Fenglei's gaze towards Wang Yan became even more unfriendly.
At this moment, Wang Yan suddenly froze, because Xiao Long's voice rang out in his head again.
"Kid, if you really help the Heavenly Sword's spirit refine this saber, Master Long can help."
As soon as he said this, Wang Yan's gaze turned cold.
Originally, he did not want to fight for this saber because he could not do anything about it.
However, now that Xiao Long had said this, it indirectly indicated that he was willing to help him.
Although he did not know which of the three items that Old Man Heaven Sword had mentioned was this superior-grade divine artifact long saber, he did not know.
Since the Heavenly Sword's spirit was so eager, it must be something good.
"That's right. This saber is exactly what I need."
With that, Wang Yan raised an eyebrow. "Do you … have any objections?"
"Yes."
As soon as Wang Yan finished speaking, Han Qianjue suddenly frowned and slowly stepped forward.
In an instant, a biting cold air filled the surrounding space.
This cold air was extremely shocking and seemed to be able to freeze the space. It was bone-chilling.
At this moment, Wang Yan's soul seemed to be frozen by this shocking cold air. Even the speed of his dantian was slowed down.
"This saber does not belong to you."
Staring at Wang Yan coldly, Han Qianjue stepped forward again and disappeared.
"It's not up to you to decide who it belongs to!"
Wang Yan snorted coldly. At the same time, he took a step forward. His body instantly disappeared, as if he had completely merged with the void.
"Bang!"
In the next instant, a muffled sound of metal colliding rang out from the void.
It was like rolling thunder rolling over, bringing with it an endless sonic boom!
Wang Yan and Han Qianjue's figures appeared from the void at almost the same time. Both of them stared at each other coldly.
The atmosphere became extremely oppressive at this moment, as if a thousand-pound boulder was pressing down on one's chest, making it hard to breathe.
Wang Yan's pair of ink-black eyes stared coldly at Han Qianjue. A murderous aura appeared on his handsome face.
Han Qianjue's expression was cold, and his long and narrow eyes emitted a dense chill.
"This saber, I want it."
Han Qianjue seemed to be talking about a trivial matter. His words were extremely domineering, as if he did not put Wang Yan in his eyes at all.
"Everything is based on first come, first served. I came here first, so it stands to reason that this saber belongs to me."
"And this saber is what I said before. You promised me that you wouldn't fight for it. Why did you go back on your word?"
Faced with Wang Yan's inquiry, Han Qianjue frowned slightly. After a while, he slowly shook his head.
"If it was an ordinary item, I wouldn't fight for it."
"But this saber is quite extraordinary. I also want it. Do you want to fight for it?"
Taking a deep breath, Wang Yan dispelled the cold air in his body. His dantian began to operate slowly.
"It's useless to say more. Let's see what you're really capable of."
"That's what I want."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Qianjue took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of Wang Yan. He slapped at his chest with one palm!
At the same time, the astral power surged out like a tide, rippling in this space.
The extremely condensed astral power turned into the fiercest attack in the world at this moment.
Every strand of astral power was like a cold, sharp, and threatening long sword.
Where the tip of the sword pointed, nothing could stop it.
As Han Qianjue slapped out his palm, the astral power in the sky instantly gathered together and turned into a terrifyingly sharp icicle.
The tip of the icicle glowed faintly with cold light. It was as if this attack would pierce a hole in the sky.
"First Style of Frost Arts, Ice Breaking All Things!"
As soon as Han Qianjue finished speaking, this icicle streaked across the void like lightning. In an instant, it appeared in front of Wang Yan and shot straight between his eyebrows!
Even a peak Star Refinement Realm cultivator would have to die in front of this icicle.
Because of its speed, it was as fast as lightning!
Along the way, a faint black crack appeared in the void, as if it was about to shatter!
Wang Yan was not afraid at all. He directly punched out!
Boom …!
With a loud explosion, this icicle was shattered under Wang Yan's fist, turning into ice shards that filled the sky.
Then, they fell down in waves!
A drop of blood slowly flowed out from Wang Yan's fist and dripped onto the white ground.
"Han Qianjue, according to what I said before, you shouldn't fight with Wang Yan."
At this moment, Xiao Mei Er suddenly shouted coldly.
Han Qianjue was unmoved. He stared coldly at Wang Yan, "You deserve the position of guest elder."
"Thank you."
As soon as Wang Yan's voice fell, Han Qianjue disappeared again.
At the same time, a sense of extreme danger rose from Wang Yan's heart and enveloped his whole body in an instant.
This feeling was the same as when he faced Li Wanhe of the Soaring Cloud Chamber of Commerce.
In an instant, Wang Yan's pupils shrank and he immediately retreated.
Bang!
With a loud explosion, a one meter long pit appeared where Wang Yan was just standing!
Han Qianjue slowly withdrew his fist and looked at Wang Yan, who appeared ten meters away.
"I'll say it one last time, I want this long saber."
"If you continue to resist, the Sun Sect will have one less guest elder."
Wang Yan's expression was slightly dignified. He had experienced the strength of the ground in the White Bones Forest.
Now, Han Qianjue's punch could leave a one meter long pit on the ground. One could imagine his strength.
"I'll return it to you as it is. If you continue to fight, I'm afraid the first place of the Hidden Dragon Ranking will change hands."
If Wang Yan hadn't killed Luo Hu with one punch, his words would have been taken as nonsense.
After all, his opponent was Han Qianjue, the first place of the Hidden Dragon Ranking, and not someone like Luo Hu.
But in the eyes of Han Qianjue and others, Wang Yan was never treated as a second layer Star Refinement Realm cultivator.
Because the strength Wang Yan showed was not that of a Star Refinement Realm cultivator, but more like a fifth or sixth layer Star Condensation Realm cultivator.
"Then you can only die!"