I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3746: Chapter 1813: Seizing the Sword (Part 3)

He was left speechless by the insult, incredulous, he said: "Isn’t this a situation where I don’t even need to exert myself, and yet you all are suppressed by the Cang Godhood Sword, why scold me?"

Xiao Wanfeng almost threw out a "angry out of shame?" but, sensing the gazes of the people around, swallowed it back abruptly.

He had incited public outrage!

Only then did he realize that this sentence was akin to pointing at everyone around the tavern and shouting "Everyone here is trash," with no difference.

"Xuan Cang!"

At this thought, Xiao Wanfeng viciously raised his head, knowing who was behind the mischief, his fists clenched.

Cheng Xie’s nose was about to emit smoke.

You mere accessory, do you really think you’re the owner of the Cang Godhood Sword, to dare rebuke a godhood sword like this?

"Hand over Xuan Cang, leave Fusang City on your own, and I won’t kill you." Cheng Xie suppressed his full chest of anger, yet his eyes upon Xuan Cang were burning.

Xiao Wanfeng was having a headache, pointing at the prominently eye-catching sword above, he said: "It’s making trouble, don’t fall into the trap, it just wants to provoke your anger, to fight with me..."

"Shut up!" Cheng Xie could not bear it anymore.

Fight with you, who are you? Do you deserve it!

And Xuan Cang making mischief? What, is Xuan Cang some coquettish sword that only goes "ying ying ying"?

It is a godhood sword!

Sacred and inviolable!

"Time and again, desecrating the godhood sword, how can I endure this any longer?" Cheng Xie hid his hands in his sleeves, the Sleeve Sword deeply hidden, the flames of anger spouting in his eyes.

"I won’t fight you." Xiao Wanfeng knew what he was doing, quickly pushing Lord Shou and Saint Servant out as shields, "You are a member of the Cheng family, you should know that protecting a sword isn’t easy, if being provoked by... by a sword to oppose me, is there a difference from the Saint Servant wanting to seize the famed sword in your hand?"

"There is!"

Cheng Xie stepped heavily forward, battle intent soaring.

Before he could speak, he actually saw the Cang Godhood Sword in the sky approaching him affectionately, as if to please...

Xuan Cang, likes me?

Immediately his arrogance heightened, his voice louder: "If the Saint Servant seizes my sword and succeeds, I am less skilled, and willing to accept, because he is Bazhun’an, but you..."

"Me?"

Xiao Wanfeng was still a person, and people have the Seven Emotions and Six Desires; having been ignored so many times, to say he wasn’t angry would be false, his voice deepened, "What about me?"

Cheng Xie sneered coldly, his eyes fierce, his aura paramount, directly crushing the heart: "How can you even compare to me?"

Good!

Then let’s fight!

Even someone as composed as Xiao Wanfeng couldn’t endure it now.

Yet they saw Xuan Cang in mid-air violently tremble again, buzzing unceasingly, highly praising Cheng Xie’s Ancient Sword energy, utterly disdainful of Xiao Wanfeng’s repeated retreat, even showing a tendency to "defect."

Xiao Wanfeng: "..."

He couldn’t hold it back anymore, reaching out not at Cheng Xie, but at the godhood sword in the sky: "Stop fooling around, come down here!"

"Woo——"

Xuan Cang let out a mournful lament, uncontrollably falling down, caught by Xiao Wanfeng in one grasp.

Around the tavern, everyone saw this and their eyelids twitched, incredulous.

What difference is this from a goddess from the heavens falling to the earthly realm and being seized by a dirty homeless man sleeping on the street?

"Looking for death!"

Cheng Xie’s eyes almost split, seeing Xuan Cang, who had just shown affection to him, grabbed like this, he was about to take action, his sleeves fluttered.

Xiao Wanfeng held the Godhood Sword Xuan Cang, the sword edge tilting, pointing remotely at the approaching Cheng Xie:

"You’re the one courting death!"

A cold brilliance swept through Fusang, Cheng Xie was filled with cold.

All the hair on his body stood on end, for a moment he even had the thought of death.

This Xiao Wanfeng... no, Cang Godhood Sword, simply the direction the sword edge pointed could bring such pressure?

Good sword!

Such a good sword, how could it end up in the hands of Xiao Wanfeng, it’s like a pearl being covered in dust!

"You brat, how dare you?!"

Cheng Xie was stupefied, he was actually stunned, and so the face of the Cheng family was completely fallen.

Two Great Taixu elders behind him slammed the table, sawdust flying, lifting the dignity of the Cheng family once more.

The two Great Taixus soared into the sky, reaching out together, about to attack Xiao Wanfeng.

"Old bastards!"

Xiao Wanfeng was enraged to the point of explosion.

He was cursing not just the Taixu of the Cheng family, but also Xuan Cang, who even at this point was still casting seductive glances at Cheng Xie, enticing the Cheng family to take action.

These outsiders had too heavy a filter over the Cang Godhood Sword, it was not at all sacred and inviolable.

If anyone had slightly understood the high-flying affair of Cang Godhood Sword during the night battle of Dongtianwang City, they should have realized, that the sword is both good and impudent!

But he couldn’t clarify it inside, and external enemies pressed in.

Xiao Wanfeng truly might die if he didn’t act, he had no retreat, so he simply followed the intention of Xuan Cang and Cheng Xie.

"Get out!"

A thunderous roar.

Cang Godhood Sword slashed forward.

The Golden Fate Dragon soared majestically, roaring with a long cry, smoke and dust erupted with a burst, the two Great Taixus were startled, wary of Xuan Cang’s prestige, they simultaneously halted, showing guarded looks.

"Started fighting?"

Everyone in the tavern retreated a little, their expressions expectant.

As the dust settled, it became clear that Xiao Wanfeng hadn’t taken the initiative, but rather the sword slashed in front of him, carving a three-foot-long trench between him and the Cheng family.

"Any who cross this line..."

Xiao Wanfeng’s rage ultimately only lasted for a moment, quickly subsiding, he wasn’t Lord Shou, he couldn’t utter such arrogant words.

"Woo woo..."

But Xuan Cang twisted in his hand, as if crying, acting like the previous slash was forced.

Cheng Xie saw this, his eyes almost popping out, even the Great Taixus felt humiliated and showed ferocious looks, and the crowd in the tavern, feeling played, were further agitated.

The ferocious tiger, wanted to advance again.

Xiao Wanfeng, just barely gathering his deflated spirit, finally couldn’t hold back anymore, his Sword Will burst forth, shouting loudly:

"Any who cross this line, shall die!"