Martial arts, a long and different road, and compete with the sky!

Many martial artists in the secular realm can only cultivate to the Yellow Realm Grandmaster in their lifetime.

Even if he is a master in the Hidden World Sect, after reaching the Heavenly Realm, it will be difficult to advance an inch.

As for the peak powerhouses of the Heavenly Rank, throughout the whole of China, they are very rare, and only the sect masters of those ancient sects can reach them.

But above the pinnacle of the heavens, there are still earth immortals!

What is an Earth Immortal?

Peerless in the world, unparalleled in the world!

Only those with great perseverance, great wisdom, and great opportunity can become immortals.

In the long history of China, there are only a handful of strong immortals, and each of them has left a brilliant chapter, which is admired and worshiped by future generations.

Even if an eminent monk like Abbot Xuanci is still a line away from the real realm of earth immortals.

It seems to be only one step away, but it is a thousand miles away.

And now, when Ye Nantian held the Tai'a Sword in his hand, it was really like the Emperor of Heaven stepping out of the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, carrying the momentum of dominating the nine heavens and ten earths and the mighty four seas and eight desolations, descending on the world.

God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha!

After a sword, the sky collapsed, and all the Buddhas in the sky dissipated, and the original mighty Buddha kingdom also collapsed.

In the Xiaoleiyin Temple, there is no sound, the needle can be heard, and there is a death-like silence.

All the monks stood still, their scalps numb and silent, their faces full of horror that could not be concealed, and their hearts were even more shocked, and they were so surprised that they could not be overcome.

They couldn't have imagined that the Buddha they believed in would be swept away by Ye Nantian's sword, and they would be careless.

At this moment, it seemed as if their faith was about to collapse.

And Ye Fan next to him was also surprised, he didn't know a lot of swordsmanship, but the Yong Sword, Ren Sword, and Wisdom Sword that Wei Lao taught him were also the top swordsmanship in the world of cultivating immortals.

Especially the sword of wisdom, breaking through all the laws of the world, is exquisite.

Therefore, Ye Fan's attainments in kendo are not inferior to those experts who have been immersed in the sword for many years.

However, the sword that Ye Nantian stabbed with the Tai'a Sword just now made him feel an unprecedented shock.

Ye Fan closed his eyes and savored the subtleties in it, and it seemed that only the invisible sword qi was left in his mind, as dazzling as a meteor chasing the moon, and that supreme sword will suddenly illuminated the entire void sea of divine consciousness.

Each wisp of sword qi was like a tiny firefly, but when it gathered together, it burst out with a light comparable to the sun.

Ye Fan even had an illusion, in front of this sword intent, everything seemed so slim, not to mention the magical power displayed by the abbot of Xuanci, even if the real Buddha came into the world, I am afraid that it would be annihilated in an instant.

What's more, the Tai'a Sword at this moment is just a broken blade, if it can be repaired completely, I don't know what terrifying power it can burst out.

......

"Poof!"

Suddenly, Abbot Xuanci's body shook violently, spitting out a large mouthful of red blood, the divine ring on his head quickly dissipated, the momentum on his body decayed, and the prayer bead in his hand became dim.

The land under his feet is no longer a Buddha country, and he is no longer a Buddha, he was directly beaten back to his original form, his vitality was greatly damaged, and he was languishing.

"Ye Nantian, what have you experienced over the years, your strength has leapt to such a realm, it is enough to be a god and worship a saint!" Abbot Xuanci exclaimed.

"Hatred is a whip!"

Ye Nantian's eyes were as cold as knives, and he raised his head and said in a loud voice: "You high-ranking monks, how can you know the suffering of the world? Every night in the past 18 years, I will think of the picture of my deceased wife being killed by gangsters! The great revenge has not been avenged, not to mention the broken right arm, even if all the limbs are broken and the dantian is abolished, I will never compromise!"

Ye Nantian's voice contained unforgettable hatred, and his gestures seemed to stain the world with blood.

"You have fallen into the path of demons, and there is no cure!" said Abbot Xuanci angrily, with a faint flame growing in his eyes.

"Hmph!" Ye Nantian sneered: "I avenge my family and wife, what's wrong? Bald donkey, if you don't return the Tai'a Sword today, I will kill all the monks on the mountain and burn this broken temple again!"

As soon as these words came out, the monstrous murderous aura came out of the body, and it was almost boiling.

"Hey......" Abbot Xuanci sighed faintly, and said helplessly: "That's it, since the old man can't stop you, I'll hand over the half of the demon soldiers to you!"

As he spoke, Abbot Xuanci turned around and walked into the interior of the Little Leiyin Temple, and soon went and returned, holding a sword box in his hand.

On the surface of the sword box, there are hundreds of golden rune papers, and the huge word "swastika" is written on the rune paper, which is obviously some kind of mysterious Buddhist seal, like a chain wrapped around the sword box.

"Buzz Buzz Buzz ......"

Suddenly, the half of the Tai'a sword in Ye Nantian's hand made a low sound.

And the sword box held by Abbot Xuanci also trembled.

"Click, click, click......"

The golden runes on the surface of the sword box were constantly shattered, as if something terrifying was about to break free from the shackles and get out of trouble.

The closer Abbot Xuan Ci got to Ye Nantian, the more the sword box vibrate.

When he was still ten meters away from Ye Nantian, the sword box suddenly opened.

"Boom!"

A sword light surged out, like the light of the polar regions, penetrating the heavens and the earth.

The weaker monks in the distance couldn't open their eyes at all, but even if they closed their eyes, they could feel the invisible sword qi unstoppable, as if they were about to cut their own skin, and they were in pain.

A few seconds later, a broken blade more than two feet long flew out of the sword case.

Although the blade of the sword is broken, the powerful will and righteousness contained in it have endured for thousands of years.

There were once people who held this sword and ran rampant all over the world.

And now, it is finally back in the hands of its owner.

Ye Nantian looked at the severed blade, his eyes were shining, his face was full of excitement that could not be concealed, and he shouted:

"Tai'a Jian, come back!"

As soon as the words fell, the truncated blade seemed to be summoned by a mysterious power, and floated towards the hilt of the sword in Ye Nantian's hand.

"Zheng!"

The broken blade collided with the hilt of the sword, making a sonorous and powerful sound, impassioned.

"Boom Rumble Rumble......"

In an instant, the sword body shone brightly, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi within a radius of 10,000 meters was quickly injected into the sword like a hundred rivers converging into the sea.

The trail of fracture in the middle disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, Ye Nantian bit the tip of his tongue and spit a mouthful of natal essence blood on the Tai'a sword.

"Huh!"

After absorbing the blood of the earth immortals, Tai'a Sword had a little more fairy energy, as if it should not belong to mortal dust, but from the immortal soldiers above the Nine Heavens, and with a random blow, there were incredible magical powers.

After a stick of incense, the light on Tai'a's sword finally dissipated, and the charm was restrained.

Looking at it from afar, I saw that there was no flaw on the blade, it was natural, and it was magical, not only did it not show any signs of being cut off, but it even went up a level.

At this time, Ye Nantian held the Tai'a Sword in his hand, as if the supreme king had descended, and his body burst out with the spirit of shocking the universe and swallowing mountains and rivers.

The day the broken sword is reforged, the time for the return of the king!

......

"If I use a sword, I will be like the nine heavens, the breeze and the moon, the independence of the world, and the feathering of flying immortals. ”

Ye Nantian finished speaking, the Tai'a sword in his hand shone brightly, dazzling, and began to dance the sword slowly, floating like clouds in the sky, dissipating like a mountain breeze.

"If I use my sword, I will be like the vast earth, the top of all mountains, the sword opens the gate of heaven, and the heroes are shocked. ”

Ye Nantian said again, and the originally elegant swordsmanship suddenly became dignified, as thick as a mountain.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Unconsciously, Tai'a Jianzhong actually let out a long howl like a dragon's groan, which was endless, circling the beam for three days.

Including Abbot Xuanci, everyone in the audience looked at his sword-dancing figure in a daze, their eyes unblinking, for fear of missing any of the pictures.

They could feel that Ye Nantian's swordsmanship was unbridled, and the antelope hung its horns, although it was not a complete set of moves, it was actually a school of its own, and it was easy to come by.

If you paint the immortal Han Jiangxue here, and depict this picture on the rice paper, I am afraid that it is another shocking "Sword Dancing Picture", in which the swordsmanship is no less than the "Sword God" sword boundless moves.

If you can steal a trick and a half from it, it is enough to be used for life.

After a long time, Ye Nancai put away the sword, with a confident smile on his face, and turned his head to look at Ye Fan and said:

"Xiao Fan, let's go, let's go to Kunlun Mountain and find the Xuanyuan Ji clan for revenge!"