Wen Qingren.

In the legend, when the Returning Yuan Sword appears, in addition to a small-scale celestial phenomenon, there will also be the divine sounds of the nine heavens resounding through the heavens and the earth...

This damn setting, is it afraid that I won't die quickly enough? Thinking of this, Fang Chen couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

Seeing that Zhang Chunyang didn't speak, Wen Qingren looked around. Song Huiyang sitting at the foot of the mountain caught his attention. Following Song Huiyang's resentful gaze, he saw a young man sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a wry smile faintly hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Just as he was about to withdraw his gaze, Wen Qingren suddenly shuddered. The sword beside the young man's leg...

"Haha." Wen Qingren laughed. Isn't this the legendary Returning Yuan Sword? Immediately, his spirits lifted, and he rushed towards Fang Chen.

Zhang Chunyang, who had been keeping an eye on Wen Qingren, seeing this, couldn't help but secretly think that it was bad. Immediately, with a movement of his body, he appeared in front of Fang Chen.

"What is Senior Wen going to do?" Zhang Chunyang took the initiative to ask.

"Humph! This junior's sword looks good. I want to take a look." After saying that, Wen Qingren was about to bypass Zhang Chunyang to take the sword.

"What Senior Wen is doing is probably inappropriate." Zhang Chunyang swayed his body and blocked Wen Qingren. "For sword cultivators, a sword is nothing less than a second life. There is no reason to take someone else's life to look at it easily."

"So, are you going to stop me?" Wen Qingren said in a cold voice.

"This is my Sword Sect. Although Senior Wen is a senior, you can't do whatever you want." Zhang Chunyang didn't show any intention of backing down.

"Humph! It seems that I have been in seclusion for too long, so that any cat or dog dares to act wildly in front of me!" Wen Qingren said angrily.

"I respect you as a senior. If you leave now, then I will let bygones be bygones regarding today's matter." With his hands behind his back, Zhang Chunyang still had an indifferent look on his face.

"Let bygones be bygones? Just by you?!" Wen Qingren angrily flicked his sleeve.

"Clang!" Hearing this, Zhang Chunyang grabbed 虛 ly in the air, and a pitch-black long sword appeared in his hand.

Instantly, the air around him turned cold. Fang Chen suddenly felt that this sword was now like hanging behind his neck.

Wen Qingren's heart tightened. Looking at this pitch-black long sword that was like a ruler, he said in a cold voice, "You even took out the Mo Qing Sword. Are you going to fight with me?"

"I said just now that if you leave now, I will let bygones be bygones." Holding the Mo Qing Sword, Zhang Chunyang seemed to have become a different person.

"Then it depends on whether you have this ability!" After saying that, Wen Qingren's hand flashed with fiery flames, and his fist, with a breaking sound, went straight towards Zhang Chunyang's face.

Fiery gloves? Is Wen Qingren actually the Black Flame Old Ancestor? It was only when he saw these fiery gloves that Fang Chen remembered Wen Qingren's identity.

In his memories of his previous life, Wen Qingren was at the minor consummation stage of the Xuan Saint Realm. Relying on this pair of spiritual weapon fiery gloves, even powerhouses at the major consummation stage of the Xuan Saint Realm were reluctant to be his enemy!

Because once injured by these fiery gloves, the black flame inside will take the opportunity to pour in. Like a bone-attaching maggot, it will follow the profound energy and flow through the meridians everywhere. If it cannot be forced out in time, the profound energy will be disrupted due to damaged meridians, and finally one will explode and die.

Even if the black flame in the body can be forced out, the kind of pain like being cut by a thousand knives on the meridians is not something ordinary people can endure. After the whole process, even if one doesn't die, one will be seriously injured.

In the time it took Fang Chen to be stunned, Zhang Chunyang and Wen Qingren were already engaged in a fierce battle. Afraid of being affected by the aftershocks of the battle between powerhouses of the Xuan Saint Realm, Yun Feiyang had taken Fang Chen and Yun Qianqian to the cliff side of the Sword Tomb as early as when the battle just started.

"Being able to take several punches from me with your cultivation at the later stage of the Xuan Saint Realm, you can be proud of yourself!" Wen Qingren punched and repelled Zhang Chunyang. "But I came here this time only for the Returning Yuan Sword!" After saying that, he waved his left hand. Seeing this, the two people who had originally followed him flew straight towards the direction where Fang Chen was.