Chapter 3771: That ancient sword is very sinister.

"Damn…"

Xiao Fan's face was livid. After the artifact spirit released its suppression, he simply released his own suppression as well.

Immediately, the ancient sword broke free from Xiao Fan's hand and rampaged across the Arena.

Seeing this scene, the crowd nearby was shocked.

Because when the ancient sword touched the Arena's Barrier, it could easily crack it.

Xiao Fan stared at the ancient sword. After a long while, he suddenly realized…

"So that's it. This thing… wants to leave this place…" Xiao Fan muttered. He suspected that the ancient sword might have another owner.

And within the ancient sword, another artifact spirit might be hidden.

It was just that the artifact spirit had been asleep, and it was far stronger than Xiao Fan's current artifact spirit, which was why Xiao Fan's artifact spirit couldn't perceive the existence of the other one.

Now, that other artifact spirit intended to control the ancient sword and leave…

Very soon, cracks appeared on the Arena's Barrier, and it was about to be broken.

Cui Xiuwen was in no rush to act. He had also noticed some clues; the opponent's ancient sword seemed to be planning to escape.

If the ancient sword in his opponent's hand really escaped… then the result of this match would definitely be his victory!

The Palace Master of Biyun Divine Palace and others nearby had also thought of this.

However…

Just as the ancient sword struck a crack into the Arena's Barrier, it suddenly stopped its agitation.

It calmed down once again.

"Hmm?!" Xiao Fan was startled, completely unsure of what was going on.

The ancient sword was behaving?! Why?! Why did it suddenly behave?! This shouldn't be possible!

It wasn't just Xiao Fan who was shocked; the others nearby also revealed looks of shock.

The ancient sword had calmed down and was behaving?! Why?!

And what surprised Xiao Fan even more was that the ancient sword actually flew obediently to in front of Xiao Fan and stopped.

"You… you aren't running away anymore?" Xiao Fan asked, his face full of astonishment and disbelief.

The ancient sword did not respond; it just stood quietly in front of Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan let out a breath and reached out to grasp the ancient sword.

At this moment, Xiao Fan could no longer feel any backlash from the ancient sword…

"Strange, truly strange…" Xiao Fan said, looking puzzled as he glanced at the crack the ancient sword had just made.

Suddenly, Xiao Fan seemed to understand!

The reason the ancient sword was agitated was because of the Arena's Barrier?! Was the ancient sword agitated because the Barrier was there?!

This seemed reasonable, but why would that be?!

Xiao Fan couldn't figure it out. This ancient sword was too sinister; there were problems with it from top to bottom.

Meanwhile, Cui Xiuwen's face was livid. He had never expected that the ancient sword in his opponent's hand would actually calm down.

"Damn it…" Cui Xiuwen's face was livid. He planned to take advantage of his opponent's distraction to launch a sneak attack on Xiao Fan.

Immediately, Cui Xiuwen rushed to in front of Xiao Fan and struck with the speed of thunder…

"A sneak attack?" Xiao Fan sneered, and immediately slashed out with his sword.

"Boom."

"Boom, boom, boom." Xiao Fan easily forced Cui Xiuwen back with a single sword strike.

Furthermore, this time, even though the blade did not touch Cui Xiuwen, it still caused him harm.

"Pfft… How could this be…" Cui Xiuwen spat out a large mouthful of blood, his face livid.

He was clearly sure he had dodged it just now. But why was he still injured?!

"Hmm?!" The Ancestor of Biyun Divine Palace was startled. He could clearly feel that the power of the ancient sword seemed to have become stronger.

"Great-Grandfather, why… why do I feel like that sword seems even stronger than this bow?" Yan Si looked at the Ancestor of Biyun Divine Palace beside him and asked, puzzled.

"Indeed… that sword is very sinister, at the very least, far more sinister than this bow…" The Ancestor of Biyun Divine Palace nodded.

"Great-Grandfather, I want it…" Yan Si grinned, looking at his Great-Grandfather: "Help me ask for it, ask Bufan to give the ancient sword to me, okay? Great-Grandfather!"

"…Are you an idiot? Huh!" The Ancestor of Biyun Divine Palace's face twitched, and he said through gritted teeth: "Don't you know about the rumors regarding that ancient sword? Do you want our Family to end up with no descendants? Huh!"

Yan Si: "…"