Chapter 1558: I have a swordsman, and I will break through the mountains and rivers!

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Looking at Ye Fan who fell in a pool of blood, several people gloated and said:

"Huh! Something overwhelming!"

"In the realm of Yuan Ying, I dare to trespass into the inner layer without authorization. It deserves to die!"

"If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer! Even if he is dead, no one will collect his body for him!"

"shut up!"

Suddenly, the big bearded man sternly reprimanded: "In the face of the murder of your fellow sect, not only did you not show pity, but you also fell so viciously! When I get out of the sea of ​​burial swords, I must report this to the elder!"

Hearing this, the few babbled people suddenly stopped speaking, too scared to say more.

"Huh? Junior Brother Ye is not dead!" someone exclaimed.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the venue turned their heads and looked at Ye Fan.

I saw that although Ye Fan was covered in blood, he did not die, but struggling to get up from the ground while holding on to the Thunder Jiejian.

Seeing this scene, many monks were dumbfounded, couldn't believe their eyes, and thought they had hallucinations.

A cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage, resisting the sword aura of so many ancient heavenly swords, is still alive!

Then how strong should his physical strength be?

In fact, after ascending to the 1000th floor of the Tongtian Sacred Ladder, Ye Fan was baptized by the light of the fate of heaven, and both his physical body and his divine consciousness had undergone a qualitative transformation.

Nowadays, simply competing with physical strength, Ye Fan is even stronger than the cultivator of Rank Nine Transformation!

This is the case. Ye Fan was still injured under the tsunami-like sharp sword aura just now, as if he had been tortured by a long time, with thousands of cuts.

The intense pain stimulated his nerves, although it was not fatal, it was painful.

Ye Fan quickly urged his inner strength, the fire of Nirvana burned in his body, and the shocking wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, at this time, the countless ancient swords in the inner layer, as if they were sane, once again activated the sword aura, this time forming a mysterious sword formation in the air and swept it.

"bad!"

Ye Fan couldn't take care of the healing at all, and quickly urged his internal energy, his figure moved and dodged like a phantom, erratic.

But the horror of this sword formation is far beyond his imagination. It is like mercury pouring into the ground, pervasive, giving people a feeling of being in the sky and underground.

"She! She! She!"

The sharp sword energy tore Ye Fan's skin.

The first, second, third...

The tenth way!

One hundred!

Soon, Ye Fan's body was stained red with blood again, and he looked like a blood man from a distance. He couldn't find a good piece of meat on his body, and his bones were exposed.

"Ah!"

Ye Fan wailed in pain.

With this kind of injury, if he were not in the sky overlord body, even a hundred lives would not be enough to die.

But the Heavenly Tyrant Body is not omnipotent!

Following this trend, when his internal energy is exhausted, it will be the day of his death!

At this critical moment, Wei Lao's voice suddenly rang in his ears: "Xiao Fan, do you know why you are so embarrassed?"

"Why?" Ye Fan asked quickly.

"Your attainments in kendo are really terrible!" Old Wei firmly cut the train.

"Swordsmanship?" Ye Fan was taken aback, never expected this answer.

"Of course! What Buried Jianhai tested was actually the monk's kendo attainments! Although your physical body is strong and strong, it can make the ancient swords of the outer layer surrender, but it does not work at all when encountering the ancient swords of the heavenly ranks. Now! Unless you have a breakthrough in your kendo attainments, you will not be able to get through the difficulties!" Wei Lao said solemnly.

Hearing these words, Ye Fan fell into reflection.

For a long time, Ye Fan has taken the path of one strength reduction for ten guilds, crushing his opponents with supreme strength, and did not spend much time in the sharpening of the sword.

Except for the Beichen Seven Swords, Ye Fan knew nothing about swordsmanship, and was not even as good as some beginners.

His style of play is just to crush the enemy by virtue of his powerful internal strength, and it cannot be called kendo at all.

"Lao Wei, what should I do now?" Ye Fan asked.

"Xiao Fan, no matter how strong your physical body is, it is impossible to resist the endless sword aura; no matter how fast you are, you cannot quickly transition to the sword aura of Jie Zhenxian! Therefore, what you need to do is not to fight, but to fight yourself Get involved!"

"Incorporate into it? What does this mean?" Ye Fan asked puzzledly.

"If you want to deal with a tsunami, the simple way is not to burn the sky, but to turn yourself into a drop of water and become a member of the tsunami!" Wei Lao explained.

Ye Fan's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and a flash of light in his mind seemed to have grasped some mysterious and mysterious key.

With his current cultivation realm, it is absolutely impossible to surrender so many ancient heavenly swords!

Every ancient sword of the heavenly rank contains the sword intent of the true immortal of crossing the catastrophe, destroying the dead, and slaughtering the gods.

Since there is no way to contend, why not change your thinking——

Turn yourself into a sword-like existence!

As long as that, Ye Fan would be regarded as the same kind by those ancient heavenly swords, and he could walk freely in the inner layer without being attacked.

However, this matter is simple to say but very difficult to do.

Especially now Ye Fan is in danger, not only facing the invasion of hundreds of sword auras, but also turning himself into sword intent.

It's as difficult as climbing!

Suddenly, Ye Fan stood still, as if completely giving up resistance.

He didn't evade, letting those fierce sword aura penetrate his body.

Seeing this scene, the monks were surprised and whispered:

"What's going on? Why is Junior Brother Ye not moving?"

"Is it because the internal energy is exhausted and can't hold on?"

"Hey...Junior Brother Ye can step into the sea of ​​burial swords in the Nascent Soul Stage, and he can be called a stunning and brilliant arrogant! It's a pity that God is jealous of the talent, and he is too stubborn to escape death!"

...

"Stab! Stab! Stab!"

A fierce sword aura continuously penetrated Ye Fan's body. The miserable sight made those who heard it sad, and those who saw it wept.

Many monks turned their heads away, unwilling to watch this cruel picture.

However, Ye Fan was not sitting still.

When the sword qi pierced his body, he carefully tasted the sword intent contained therein.

Those sword intents, some are overbearing and unparalleled, some are introverted, some are as bright as stars, and some are as solemn as autumn wind sweeping leaves...

Each sword intent was completely different, bringing a spiritual baptism to Ye Fan.

Through the sword intent, he seemed to see the heroic figure of the seniors who swung their swords and cut the enemy thousands of years ago.

Countless exquisite swordsmanship and sword moves were presented before his eyes.

Soon, Ye Fan entered a state of no distraction.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ye Fan's body was attacked by countless sword auras, his flesh and blood were blurred, his bones were shattered, and his human form was barely visible, but his breath did not dissipate.

Time passed by every minute.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

The dozens of monks guarding the distance were all stunned.

They never expected that Ye Fan's vitality was so tenacious, like Xiaoqiang who could not be beaten to death, letting his fierce sword aura rages, he was still alive.

"Oh my God! Even if Junior Brother Ye's body is made of meteorite from the outside world, it can't withstand such a devastation!"

"Is he still human?!"

"Does... he can really do miracles?"

At this moment, Ye Fan was unaware of everything outside.

"Chang!"

I don't know how long it took, when a sword sound rang, but the source was not the outside world, but his heart.

Although inaudible, this first sword sound, like the first domino to fall, triggered a chain reaction.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Suddenly, countless swords sounded, converging into the same scream, that sound resounded like a tiger roar and a dragon groan, like a thunderbolt, resounding through my heart!

Ye Fan only felt that the sword intent from the ancient swords of the heavenly ranks was constantly surging, colliding, and finally fusing together in his mind.

Before that, Ye Fan had practiced "The Brave Sword Slashes the Sky" and "The God of War Jue", and realized the fearless sword intent.

Give up one's life and forget to die, be heroic and resolute, and the enemy will not die and never fall into the sheath.

The break is the starting point, and you can survive from the rear!

Only by setting aside life and death can one understand the intent of the fearless sword.

And now, after witnessing so many sword intents of True Immortal Crossing Tribulation, Ye Fan's fearless sword intent seems to have undergone incredible sublimation and transformation.

"Shit!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan seemed to hear a cracking sound.

The chaos in front of his eyes seemed to be cut off by something.

The sky on the dome seemed to be cut off by something.

The ground under the feet seemed to be cut off by something.

Even the whole world seemed to be cut off by something.

Yijiansheng!

The sky is falling, the earth is falling!

In an instant, Ye Fan had an epiphany.

His sword intent has since been sublimated to sword heart.

Jianxin is bright!

Cultivating kendo must make swordsmanship!

The sword is like the heart, the heart is like the sword, and the heart moves the sword!

So the good ones hold the sword to save people, the evil ones hold the sword to kill, and there are swords to kill to save people, and the sword to save people to kill.

Soldiers are also lethal weapons. The saints have to use them. The saints hold swords to level the world, and the wicked can chaos Kyushu.

For the swordsman, mastering the sword intent is just the first step.

Above the sword intent is Jian Xin.

If you want to open your heart, if your heart is moving, you can tell.

Any swordsman who has reached the realm of "Sword Heart" can be invincible even if he has no sword in his hand but also a sword in his heart.

The same weapon blade can exert different lethality in the hands of different swordsmen. This is not only the difference in cultivation level, but also the difference in "heart".

The sword is only the carrier of strength, and the real important thing is the person who swings the sword.

Possessing the "Sword Heart" means that you have extraordinary attainments in kendo and always stick to your own way.

In the face of numerous difficulties and obstacles, even the gods and buddhas above the nine heavens and the ghosts under the nine quiets were fearless.

"Huh! Huh!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan opened his eyes abruptly, and cold stars splashed all over.

Even though his body was completely shattered and bloody, the aura on his body was like an unsheathed divine sword, unstoppable and unstoppable.

...

"Swish swish swish swish!!!"

The endless sword energy in the inner layer swept from all directions.

But the next moment, something incredible happened—

Ye Fan's body seemed to be transformed into air, and those fierce sword auras did not cause any harm to him, they came out directly.

Immediately afterwards, a new round of sword energy did not appear.

For Ye Fan, this "uninvited guest", those ancient heavenly swords seemed to turn a blind eye.

"This...what's going on?!"

The many monks onlookers in the distance showed incredible appearances on their faces, and they were extremely surprised.

The scene happening before them surpassed their cognitive limit.

No one could think that Ye Fan was not hurt by Jian Qi, but turned into a similar sword Qi.

Doesn't this mean that Ye Fan can move around in the inner layer at will, choosing the ancient sword of the heavenly rank at will?

You know, Jian Wuya was extremely embarrassed in the inner layer, surrounded by dangers, and passed by the **** of death countless times.

And Ye Fan entered the inner layer only a few hours before he had such a remarkable breakthrough.

On the other side, after comprehending Jianxin, Ye Fan was not in a hurry, but instead urged his inner strength to recover his physical wounds.

If another person suffered such a tragic injury, even if he took the panacea, he would have to recuperate for at least half a month.

However, Ye Fan's Cangtian Overlord Body cannot be calculated by common sense.

After only half an hour, his injury was already healed.

The next moment, Ye Fan was holding the Thunder Tribulation Sword, with an indescribable expression on his face, his clothes were windless, and he was like a sword fairy Lin Chen.

In addition, his body also revealed a strong breath, unyielding and fearless, as if engraved in his bones, blended into his blood, and moved.

Under the attention of everyone, Ye Fan slowly wielded the Thunder Tribulation Sword, without injecting any internal energy, but the sword heart that had just been comprehended was instinctively running.

"I have a sword heart!"

"Being locked up in the dust for a long time!"

"All the dust is born!"

"Photo break the mountains and rivers of thousands!"

Ye Fan's voice is ethereal and lofty, like a Buddha's voice, long and vast.

For a while, everything was silent in the world, and only his voice was left.

Immediately, with Lei Jiejian as the center of the circle, an invisible energy ripple spread out.

Cross a thousand mountains, cross a thousand seas!

"boom!"

The dazzling sword light shone on the sky, and instantly enveloped the entire sword buried sea.

"Buzzing buzzing..."

Millions of ancient swords whispered.

They actually shuddered towards the position where Ye Fan was located, as if they were seeing the supreme king.

...

"Ten thousand swords mingled together, is it possible that Junior Brother Ye has also been recognized by a certain ancient heavenly sword?" Someone exclaimed.

"Successfully break through the inner layer with the realm of the Nascent Soul Stage, such a peerless arrogant can be called the past and the present!"

Not long ago, Jian Wuya was recognized by Tiandujian, and the movement when he left the customs was earth-shattering, which made everyone present envious.

And now, the vision induced by Ye Fan is more than Jian Wuya.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Ye Fan looked around, looking at the hundreds of ancient heavenly swords in the inner layer, there was still no waves on his face, and it seemed that he couldn't raise any interest.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes drenched, and he walked deeper without looking back.

"Step! Step! Step!"

He goes all the way forward, and then forward!

Seeing this scene, the many monks watching in the distance were all taken aback.

Suddenly, someone seemed to have thought of something, and exclaimed in an unbelievable way: "Could it be that...Is Junior Brother Ye going to the core of the founding ancestor's sword practice and looking for the legendary sacred weapon?"