Chapter 1995: No matter what you change, I am one...

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Although Ye Fan's voice didn't ring, it seemed like Hong Zhong Dalu, reflected in the mind of Real Man Xuanfeng, and asked his heart.

Road to Road, very Avenue!

Just six simple words, but they seem to contain the truth of the world.

True person Xuanfeng was shocked and stood still in place.

The avenue is invisible and unspeakable.

Tao is not restricted by time and space, while language is precisely a restriction.

Therefore, if the avenue is given language and written, it will often deviate from the real avenue.

Ye Fan pointed out the essence of Tao directly.

In comparison, the previous elaboration of "Tao" by Master Xuanfeng clearly fell behind.

"Young Master Ye has a great opinion, the poor Tao has been taught!" Master Xuanfeng bowed deeply to Ye Fan, with a more respectful and respectful attitude than before.

At this moment, he finally understood why a strong man like Yue Linfeng would willingly worship Ye Fan as his teacher.

"Dao is Tao, very Tao", I am afraid that even the Supreme Elder of the True Martial Dao Sect cannot understand it.

"Let me ask you again, in what way do you want to prove the truth in your hard pursuit of life?" Ye Fan asked.

"With the sword in my hand!"

The real person Xuanfeng said, raising his hand.

"Chang!"

A sword rang, shaking the sky.

Under the attention of the public, a divine sword burst out of the sky, and the fierce sword aura rose to the sky, shattering all the flowing clouds within a hundred miles.

Above the blade, there is a seven-color light, which is condensed into substance, like a glow in the dusk. The clock of good fortune is beautiful, and the yin and yang are dimmed.

The real person Xuanfeng showed a pious look, and slowly stretched out his hand, holding the hilt of the sword.

"boom!"

In an instant, the endless coercion of the ancestors seemed to have crossed the long river of history, spreading, enough to sweep away all the evil darkness between heaven and earth.

Although he didn't produce a sword, his unparalleled sword aura was like a stormy wave, surging out, making people feel that he was small, and he couldn't dodge it at all.

"True martial arts sword!"

As a master of refining tools, Yue Linfeng recognized this ancient treasure at once.

There are seven magic weapons in the real martial arts, and the sword of real martial arts is the first of the seven magic weapons. It is extremely powerful, slaying demons and eliminating demons, and is invincible.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of Yue Linfeng, Qingjiaowang, Baoren Patriarch and others suddenly became gloomy.

Being a real Xuanfeng alone does not bring too much pressure.

However, the combat power that the real person Xuanfeng and the true martial arts sword can explode is probably no less than that of the eight-fold real immortal Dujie, so he has to be vigilant.

"Proof with a sword?"

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Hahaha...you still don't understand! Although I have a sword in my hand, I don't have a sword in my heart. I have nothing to prove, no way to prove. Heaven is not benevolent, and everything is my humble. Dog, you and I are just ants!"

"But what about that? I can't help my fate! If there is a **** in the world, what to do with me? Even if I carry the luck of the world, I don't have to fight for the world? I practice to follow my will, if my mind is Not going well, even if you become the Supreme Immortal Venerable, what's the use?"

Upon hearing this scolding, Master Xuan Feng's face changed wildly, and his body shook again.

God is not benevolent, and everything is a dog!

This sentence seemed to have a kind of magical power, and it had been hovering in the mind of the real person Xuanfeng for a long time.

He suddenly realized that he had honed his Dao Xin for thousands of years, and under Ye Fan's words, there were faint signs of collapse.

"No way!"

"Can't listen anymore!"

"If you continue to listen, I am afraid that my Dao Xin will be completely destroyed before I take a shot, and the thousand-year Dao deeds will be destroyed once."

At this moment, True Person Xuanfeng looked at Ye Fan with a look of horror.

He really couldn't imagine that a young man in his early twenties had such a deep understanding of "Tao", far surpassing countless generations of predecessors of Zhenwu Dao Sect.

True person Xuanfeng didn't know that Ye Fan was not a person from Tianshu Star at all, he came from the earth.

And the words that Ye Fan said before were not original by himself, but from those sages on earth.

"Huh!"

Master Xuanfeng shouted: "Don't confuse the crowd and ruin my Dao Xin!"

"The third type of Zhenwu Magic Sword-Huahong!"

As soon as the voice fell, the clothes on the real person Xuanfeng had no wind, and the inner strength of the whole body was like a mountain torrent and tsunami, all injected into the real martial arts sword.

"boom!"

Among the true martial arts sword, an extremely surging aura broke out, shaking the world of all directions, and shook Yue Linfeng, the ancestor of the Qingjiao, the ancestor of the man, and others by more than ten steps.

"Huh! Huh! Huh..."

Suddenly, thousands of sword lights shot out from the tip of the sword, like a rainbow, hanging high in the sky, dozens of miles across the sky, covering the entire Baidi City, almost splitting the sky, even the sun above the nine heavens. , All seem overshadowed.

In the darkness, there seemed to be the sound of dragons, shaking Qiong Xiao.

The sword is like a rainbow, and the air is like a dragon!

Such a huge momentum immediately attracted the attention of hundreds of people in Baidi City.

"what happened?"

"There is another battle in the City Lord's Mansion?"

"Could it be that someone came to challenge Ye Gongzi? Those people are really overwhelming!"

"Let's hurry over and join in the fun! If you are late, it is estimated that Young Master Ye will directly kill the enemy, and there will be no good show at all!"

Few hundreds of people gathered towards the city lord's mansion, their faces were beaming, without any worries or anxiety.

After experiencing the previous siege of the monster clan and the Kasya leaf blocking the door, these people now have a blind worship of Ye Fan, as if there is no enemy that Ye Fan can't deal with in this world.

No matter who comes, it doesn't work!

...

In front of the City Lord's Mansion.

I don't know when, Ye Fan has already sent the Wuxiang Sword, looking at the sword qi Changhong hanging high in the sky, he said: "A good move!"

Hearing Ye Fan's praise, Master Xuanfeng also showed a smile on his face.

This trick "Rainbow" is a stunt in the real martial arts school.

Ordinary disciples who can transform sword qi into one or two changhongs at most, and can transform more than ten daos, are already considered masters.

The true master Xuanfeng had cultivated hard for a hundred years and studied this trick. Only then can he make hundreds of Changhong with a single sword.

Coupled with the increase of the true martial arts sword, the power is endless. If hundreds of Changhong are bombed at the same time, it will be enough to destroy the Baidi City more than ten times.

"but--"

Suddenly, Ye Fan's words changed, and he continued to speak: "Mr. Xuanfeng, your sword skills are good, but compared to my tricks, they are far behind!"

Hearing these words, the expression on Master Xuanfeng stiffened, and the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared instantly, replaced by embarrassment and resentment.

"Young Master Ye, since you look down on my swordsmanship, please take out the sword and fight with me!" Master Xuanfeng angrily rebuked.

"I have already played the sword!" Ye Fan said lightly.

"what?!"

Master Xuanfeng was stunned, not understanding what Ye Fan was talking about.

Sword out?

When did I not notice it at all?

"Look at the sky!"

Ye Fan stretched his hand to the sky.

For a time, not only the real person Xuanfeng, everyone present looked up at the sky.

"Crack! Click! Click..."

A series of cracks sounded, one after another, endlessly.

I saw that hundreds of brilliant sword qi Changhong suddenly cracked in the middle, as if it had been cut by some sharp blade, and suffered a devastating blow.

At this moment, Ye Fan was holding the sword in his right hand and his left hand behind him, with a mysterious smile on his face.

No matter what you change, I will break it by myself!