Chapter 1080

1080 bad policy

Is it true that this sword can be raised only by exercising strength?

Looking at Li Fan sitting there thinking hard, Long Nv also secretly wiped a cold sweat.

It's incredible... It's obviously a routine. He even lifted it 20 times... If he keeps exercising like this, I'm afraid a hundred times will come out sooner or later?

Therefore, Longnv hurriedly set a deadline of ten days, so there would be no problem!

When she saw Li Fan sitting there cross legged, she secretly laughed. This boy is really going to give up!

Li Fan sat on the ground with his legs crossed and looked at the Shangfang sword in front of him.

A sword that looks simple and unsophisticated doesn't even have any luster when it doesn't exert strength. What is the difference between Wang Luo and himself? Why can Wang Luo use it easily, but not himself?

What does Li Fan seem to think of, mental strength?

"Lao Yang, come out."

Li Fan silently called in his heart, and a figure sat beside him.

Mr. Yang is still wearing a black gentleman's suit today. Looking at Li Fan, he has some dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Lao Yang? What's the name?"

"What a kind address."

Li Fan is talking with spirit. He knows that the Dragon girl can't hear, let alone see!

"Worried about this sword?"

Mr. Yang seemed to know what Li Fan was worried about. "I can really help you, but is this what you really want?"

"Eh? There's something wrong with you today."

Li Fan raised his eyebrows. "You never talked like this before. You always persuaded me to obey my heart."

"Once I was the darkest side in your heart, but now you and I have fused, and I don't need to remind you to obey your heart. Now, my task is to ensure that you can live."

"Don't worry, as long as I understand this sword, I can live well!"

Li Fan stared at the imperial sword in front of him.

"Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"

"Yes, that's why I need your help."

Li Fan gently tapped the sword with his fingers, "let me have spiritual communication with it, Lao Yang."

"Yes, but this sword has great spiritual power. Be careful."

Mr. Yang reminded Li Fan again, "you should be more careful yourself in the future. I have no spare power to remind you anything. I, the only illusion left, has come to an end."

"What does it mean to end?"

"You should understand."

Mr. Yang looked at Li Fan with a little expectation in his eyes, "I am indeed Mr. Yang. It is a little spiritual power left by him, which is stored in your brain. I see the potential from you, and I hope you can inherit my will and truly change the world. However, you are stronger and stronger, but I am weaker and weaker. Now, it is time for me to leave, and your spiritual power is still in a unique form. Think about it for yourself, in what form..."

As he spoke, Mr. Yang grabbed Li Fan's hand and pressed it on the scabbard.

"Li Fan, you must live..."

Mr. Yang's figure slowly dissipated, and Li Fan's white light flashed in front of him. In the blink of an eye, he entered an illusory world.

The world is like a court. At the foot of Li Fan is a huge round stone brick space with a dragon shaped pattern, and around it stands statues one after another, each of which is 100 meters high, towering into the clouds and reaching directly to the clouds.

Each statue has a big sword in its hand, which is magnificent and powerful.

The shape of one of the statues attracted Li Fan's attention. Isn't this Wang Luo?

It seems that all the statues here are former users of Shangfang sword?

"Mortal, why are you here?"

A thick voice rang, relieving pain in Li Fan's eardrum.

"Gentlemen, I'm here to negotiate."

Li Fan raised his voice and said to the statues.

"Negotiation? What qualifications do you have?"

"You guys, you're not calm."

Li Fan, with a smile on his face and arms in his arms, stood among these statues without any pressure.

"I'm your heir. This guy chose me. Why, say a word."

Li Fan pointed to Wang Luo.

"Li Fan... This is a sacred sword tomb, not a place where you can be presumptuous."

"Ah, are you serious today?"

Li Fan looked at him in some surprise. "Have you become serious after death?"

"Enough! Get out of this place! You are not welcome here! Wang Luo is a stupid guy. He chose you as his heir. We will not recognize you!"

"Yes!"

"Get out!"

The roar around rose higher and higher, but Li Fan laughed instead.

"It seems that what I estimated is right. Why can't I use Shangfang sword? It's because of you dead ghosts."

"Yes, the power of this sword belongs to us, and we won't give you a little, you know?"

"Yes, I can't use this sword with you."

Li Fan moved his body, "so I came in to kill you."

"You, what are you talking about? Arrogant human!"

"Why, is hearing not very useful after death?"

Li Fan sneered impolitely, "don't talk nonsense. I want to see who dares to block me today! God blocks God, Buddha blocks * *"

"Stupid! This is the sword tomb, the spiritual world, what do you use to fight us!"

The spirits of these imperial swords are all dismissive.

"Lao Yang died, but he left me a little legacy."

Li Fan said, stretching out his right hand.

A black sword slowly condensed in front of him and was held in his hand.

"My spiritual power can't be used together with true Qi. Therefore, spiritual power is separated. It usually appears like Mr. Yang, but today, I define it with extraordinary sword!"

With that, Li Fan stretched out his hand and bounced on the extraordinary sword.

This is the spiritual world. His spiritual power is strong enough to destroy these sneaky bastards!

The extraordinary sword trembled when it was played.

"What are you doing, asshole..."

The spirit's scolding sounded, and a black thunder had bounced out of Li Fan's sword and split on a statue of the spirit.

"Boom!"

The statue immediately collapsed, and the stones kept falling, falling into the endless abyss.

"Stop, stop! You're crazy!"

"Stop, stupid guy!"

The spirits roared angrily.

"There are nineteen more."

Li Fan counted the statues. "Don't worry, everyone has a share. Let's take our time."

With that, Li Fan popped up another thunder and broke a statue of the spirit.

"You, what are you doing! These are the heroes who have guarded China!"

A spirit roared.