"Crazy?" Seeing Xiao Fan's appearance, Yu Wenhou couldn't help frowning, but he didn't mean to stop.
The terrible spatial pressure increased a bit again, and to Yu Wenhou's surprise, the scene of Xiao Fan being crushed into flesh did not appear.
On the contrary, countless sword auras suddenly appeared in Xiao Fan's body, and the sword auras surrounded him and gathered into a huge vortex, the vortex resisted all the gods.
"Is this?" Yuwenhou's pupils shrank, as if he was alive, his eyes were full of incredible colors.
I saw the fragments of Xukong's Asura sword all over the sky, suddenly emitting a bright light, revealing endless sharp energy.
Each fragment of the sword body was like a peerless divine sword, piercing the void, even the **** pattern could not contain it, and even gave him a feeling that the endless fragments of the Shura sword were not in this space at all.
"Impossible, how can you ignore my Void Art!" Yu Wenhou's head shook like a rattle.
On Wushen Island, no one else could use the power of supernatural powers, but he Yuwenhou was able to display the power of divine marks, which was his greatest advantage.
Not to mention Xiao Fan, even if he met Long Feiyu and Yu Wenxian, he dared to fight.
But now, Xiao Fan completely ignores his space **** pattern. How does this make him believe?
Xiao Fan didn't seem to hear him at all, and his mind was immersed in a certain mysterious state.
In front of him, the sword-shaped divine power crystal bloomed with endless light, and the light slowly spread towards the surroundings, even penetrating the spatial divine pattern.
Immediately afterwards, something even more shocking happened. I saw that the fragments of the Asura sword all over the sky began to rapidly radiate, turning into endless rain and converging towards the sword-shaped divine power crystal.
In an instant, the sword-shaped crystal grew rapidly, and it was slowly condensing into a new long sword. The original purple-gold sword-shaped crystal of supernatural power slowly turned into a purple-blood color, giving people an extreme Feeling strange.
The countless fragments of the Shura sword, like shattered armor, slowly wrapped the sword-shaped crystal of divine power.
"Die to me!" Yu Wenhou could not sit still. He faintly felt that Xiao Fan gave him an extremely dangerous aura. If Xiao Fan is not killed now, it will be difficult next time.
Even his plan to come here may come to nothing and ultimately nothing.
boom!
The Void Divine Mark suddenly exploded, and a terrifying space storm swept around, and Yu Wenhou wanted to use the explosive force to kill Xiao Fan.
But strangely, Xiao Fan seemed to be in another time and space at this moment, and the energy storm did not even touch him.
Seeing this scene, Yuwenhou was almost desperate, Xiao Fan at this moment, like a god, could not kill at all.
"Good luck!" Yu Wenhou gritted his teeth, flicked his robe, and quickly fleeed towards the distance, but disappeared after a while.
I have to say that Yu Wenhou is very alert, knowing that he can't kill Xiao Fan, he may stay here if he stays, and he decisively left.
Xiao Fan could only watch Yu Wenhou leave. At this moment, he was completely unable to move, even if he wanted to kill Yu Wenhou.
Seeing Yu Wenhou leaving, Xiao Fan's mind was almost completely immersed in the sword-shaped divine power crystal, and there was a faint feeling in his heart that he might be calculated by someone.
"Haha, Master, your idea finally really succeeded!" At this moment, a voice suddenly rang in Xiao Fan's mind, and Xiao Fan couldn't be more familiar with this voice.
"Lian Xinzi, are you doing a ghost?" Xiao Fan spit out coldly, the voice was the spirit of the tower of Lian Xinzi. Since the death of his master Lian Xinzi, he himself gave himself this name.
At this moment, the Pagoda of Refining Heart was thrown into Xiaotiandi by Xiao Fan. Although Xiao Fan could not take it out, he was able to communicate with it.
"It doesn't matter to me, it's the master and God endless two people." Lian Xinzi said, without any guilt, and directly blamed the two dead people for this matter.
Xiao Fan's face sank. Although he was hard to blame the two dead men, he didn't like being calculated by others, and said coldly, "What the **** is going on?"
"Xiao Fan, do you know what kind of sword is the most powerful in this world?" Lian Xinzi answered the question.
Xiao Fan thought for a while and uttered a word: "Is it a sword that can grow continuously?"
"I thought you would talk about the sword of the king?" Lian Xinzi seemed to be satisfied with Xiao Fan's answer, and continued: "Yes, the most powerful sword is indeed a sword that can continue to grow. As your mood improves, The sword in the heart can also be transformed.
Did you find that there is no change in the Shura Sword from beginning to end. What really changes is your understanding of kendo, that is, the sword in your heart is constantly getting stronger. "
Xiao Fan recalled the scenes of his own use of the Shura Sword. He was surprised to find that the Shura Sword did not change at all, but every time his mood changed, the Shura Sword became more powerful.
If it is true as Lian Xinzi said, isn't the Shura sword just an ordinary sword?
But if it were an ordinary sword, how could the Shura sword be so powerful and change with the improvement of one's mood? "Don't doubt, the Shura sword is indeed extraordinary. It was made by the master and Shen Wujin over a long period of time. It contains the two people's life hidden and endless efforts. Even Shen Wujin once personally used his own body to sacrifice Sword." Lian Xinzi seemed to see the doubt in Xiao Fan's heart.
Explained.
Hearing this, Xiao Fan's unhappiness disappeared, and he could only fear God endlessly.
"It's just that there was an accident at the end of the refining process, so the Shura sword needs to absorb endless blood to open the front. Over the years, the blood absorbed by the Shura sword has been enough. What is missing is an opportunity to break and stand up. "Lian Xinzi said again.
Xiao Fan nodded. He finally understood the reason why the Shura sword sucked blood. It turned out that there was such a reason.
"Then why does my divine power crystal become a sword shape?" Xiao Fan asked another question in a deep voice.
"Have you discovered what the Asura sword lacks?" Lian Xinzi asked again, and when he saw Xiao Fan shook his head, he said again, "It's Jianxin!"
"Jianxin? People have intentions, how can utensils have intentions?" Xiao Fan was puzzled.
"Everything in the world has spirit, and the divine sword also has the spirit, so it is called the divine sword. How can it be heartless? It's just that you can't sense it." Lian Xinzi sighed.
After a pause, he took a deep breath and said, "If I tell you, a true sword is not only mindful, but also breathing, with its own thinking, and it is indistinguishable from human beings. You have also seen a sword like this."
"I've seen it? Just like you?" Although Xiao Fan didn't believe that there was such a sword, the spirit of Lian Xinzi was indeed no different from anyone.
"It's not me, I'm a little bit close, maybe I won't be able to reach that level in my life." Lian Xinzi sighed long.
Xiao Fan pondered, have he seen such a sword?
Before he could think about it, Lian Xinzi's voice sounded again: "However, the sword in your hand is fine, because it now has a sword heart, so it is only the beginning of growth! Your crystal of divine power is the Shura sword. The sword heart! The sword heart is immortal, the divine sword is immortal!"
"The sword heart is immortal, the divine sword is immortal?" Xiao Fan muttered to himself, as if he had touched something, and the whole person exuded a sword aura that seemed like nothing. At this moment, Xiao Fan seemed to be a peerless sword!