When the flying sword appeared in the sea of knowledge, it was arrogant and domineering to occupy this place, Pixiu left directly, and even the divine map flew out.

Only one light lasts forever.

It was Ye Fan who had just comprehended the Qimen technique that had not been long in coming.

It was also under the shroud of this light that Ye Fan was not shocked into an idiot, and even took this opportunity to start running the Thousand Tempering Method.

His mind seemed to turn into a hammer, striking the flying sword.

"Boom!"

There were faint sparks flashing on the surface of the flying sword, and Ye Fan also felt that his mind had been hit hard, and his consciousness even went blank for a moment.

Fortunately, the Qimen technique exerted an incredible ability, so that his mind was always the same.

"Bang Bang!"

Then, the sound of striking iron sounded in Ye Fan's mind, and the flying sword gradually became a little different under the tempering of thousands of hammers.

The flying sword, about ten centimeters long and three centimeters wide, is red on the surface, as if it was dyed with a layer of blood, but as time passed, the color of the blood was a little black, but at this time, with the hammer of the mind and the continuous beating, the color of the flying sword gradually changed to true red.

Like the blood that had just dripped up, it was red, and it was full of evil breath.

Ye Fan still remembered that when he first refined the flying sword, the pictures he experienced, the flying sword turned into a red light, crisscrossing the heavens and the earth.

Its enemies are closed, Taoist priests, all kinds of divine weapons, and even the last scene, the legendary Fantian Seal.

As for the owner of the flying sword, Ye Fan had not seen it, but since the flying sword had been severely damaged, he thought that its owner would definitely not be spared, otherwise he would not have abandoned the flying sword, and Ye Fan did not sense any traces of refining in the flying sword, from the moment he got it, it was an ownerless thing.

Ye Fan didn't stop, his mind seemed to be endless, and gradually, there were more fine patterns on the surface of the flying sword, these patterns were intermittent, and even faintly like cracks in many places, but under the beating, these cracks were gradually disappearing.

An earth-shattering sword aura seeped out from Ye Fan's body and soared straight into the sky.

Next to him, Ou Chengbo had already withdrawn for dozens of meters, just hugged his grandson, and looked at the backyard where the sword qi was raging in the distance, his expression was full of horror.

It was the first time he had seen that the sword aura emanating from someone's body could be terrifying to such an extent, which was earth-shattering.

Even if he later saw the third-stage real person who was born with a sword bone, the sword qi on his body was far inferior to Ye Fan.

And Ye Fan was gradually wrapped in a red blood mist, and he couldn't see his figure, even the stone with the stone sword was shrouded in it, including the stone sword in Ye Fan's hand.

Only the sound of a bang was faintly transmitted.

At this time, Ye Fan had forgotten everything in the outside world, and even forgot about himself, and there was only one thought in his heart, that is, refining the flying sword.

The Thousands of Tempering Methods are worthy of being passed down by the great master Ou Yezi of a generation, and even Ye Fan suspects that this secret method was originally intended for real people to use to refine powerful treasures, at least for now, with the tempering, he feels that his connection with the flying sword is getting closer and closer.

The inside of the flying sword can already be faintly perceived.

Only when Ye Fan's mind is completely imprinted inside the flying sword, and the heart and sword are integrated, can it be regarded as real refining, and from then on, the flying sword only belongs to him, even if the original owner is resurrected, the flying sword cannot be snatched away from him.

And Flying Sword seems to be aware of this, and its instinct is still making a final struggle.

After all, when it comes to a treasure of the level of flying sword, even if there is no instrument spirit, there are some instincts.

Suddenly, an even more terrifying sword aura was released from inside the flying sword, in the face of this sword qi, Ye Fan even had a feeling of facing Tianwei, the flying sword in the sea of knowledge seemed to turn into the blood light that crossed the sky and the earth again, a sword was in the air, and the head was rolling.

Ye Fan's mind was under this sword aura, he actually had no power to resist, inch by inch, seeing that he was about to be hit hard and turn into an idiot, the light of the Qimen technique was once again flourishing, and the divine map that originally left him to know the sea appeared directly under his body, and the portal of the Eight Dao Shenguang Mountain revolved around him, and even more seal inscriptions appeared inside the door, which was the original text of the Qimen technique.

This original text also appeared in Ye Fan's mind, and it had a divine effect, and it actually blocked that sword qi alive.

Ye Fan felt that he had come back to life, and he was also ruthless, and his mental power was desperate to run thousands of hammers, hammer hammer, and hit the flying sword heavily.

"Whew!"

Faintly, Ye Fan seemed to hear a mournful scream, and then his mind broke through a barrier and completely appeared inside the flying sword.

Here, he saw the figure of a middle-aged man, dressed in a white robe, standing with his hands in his hands, and when he saw him coming, not only did he not panic, but showed a trace of relief.

"Welcome, new master of the Immortal Sword. ”

When the words fell, the image of the middle-aged man suddenly cracked open and disappeared completely.

At the same time, a figure slowly condensed, it was Ye Fan.

"Is this me?"

Ye Fan looked at himself with some novelty, and then instinctively opened his eyes, the picture in front of him was suddenly shattered, and his consciousness returned to his body.

Seeing the blood mist around him, Ye Fan instinctively recited a word, and then the flying sword drilled out a little from the center of his eyebrows, like a whale sucking, swallowing all the blood mist, and then retracted, like a small fish, swimming in his sea of consciousness, contented.

Ye Fan quietly sensed, and found that he and the flying sword had been completely integrated, and even in his induction, inside the flying sword, there was an avatar of him sitting in the town, and his consciousness could easily switch between the two, the body was the body, and the flying sword was also the body.

"No wonder the flying sword can take the head of a person thousands of miles away, it turns out that the flying sword is the body, and the mind descends into it, crisscrossing the world and the world, this is the sword immortal. ”

A sense of realization rose in Ye Fan's heart, although he was not a pure sword immortal, but after refining the flying sword, who would dare to say that he was not a sword immortal?

"By the way, could that figure before be the original owner of the flying sword? Killing Immortals? Could it be the name of this flying sword? Ye Fan thought silently in his heart.

He is no stranger to the name Killing Immortals, according to legend, the four swords of the ancient Tongtian Sage, one of the swords is called the Killing Immortal Sword.

At the same time, killing immortals is also a sword of killing, no wonder there is such a boundless evil aura, the killing heaven and earth have become red, and they were jointly attacked by Confucianism and Taoism, and finally suppressed.

"Killing Immortal Sword, from today onwards, you can re-release your edge. ”

Ye Fan closed his eyes, his mind descended on it, and in an instant, he had a strange feeling, and the Killing Immortal Sword turned into a body.

As soon as his mind moved, the Immortal Sword flew directly out of his sea of consciousness and soared into the air.

How fast is the speed of the Immortal Sword? Although I don't dare to say how fast the mind is, how fast it is, but when it flies, the space seems to be cut off, no matter how good the eyesight is, I can only vaguely see a blood line flash away, and disappear without a trace.

Moreover, controlling the Killing Immortal Sword, Ye Fan felt that he no longer needed the so-called moves, after all, what kind of moves were intended to be fast? When the Killing Immortal Sword fully exerted its advantages, it was the sharpest weapon in heaven and earth.

In the distance, Ou Chengbo looked up suspiciously, as if he had found something, but he was not sure.

As soon as Ye Fan's mind moved, the Killing Immortal Sword had already appeared in the mountains several miles away, and under his control, it continued to pass through one stone after another, and the hard stone, under the Killing Immortal Sword, was as fragile as tofu, and the thick trees were no different from a piece of paper.

It can be said that with the Killing Immortal Sword, Ye Fan's strength has become the strongest under the True Monarch, that is, the True Monarch, and he is also confident that he can fight with the Killing Immortal Sword from a distance.

Of course, he would not be so arrogant and ignorant that he could match a real person with a flying sword alone, and he would only die quickly.

Back then, many bigwigs were able to suppress the Killing Immortal Sword in its heyday, so now, Zhenjun is still able to suppress the Killing Immortal Sword at this time.

And the biggest advantage of the Immortal Sword is its speed, as well as its unpredictable ability.

Ye Fan regarded himself as an imaginary enemy, and felt that even if he relied on the divine map, he would be able to resist three or five swords at most, and then he would be in a different place.

After all, in addition to the speed of the flying sword, its attack power is also terrifying, and the word killing immortals is definitely not just a simple call.

However, soon, Ye Fan also discovered his flaw, that is, he couldn't control the Killing Immortal Sword for a long time, and even the farther away he was, the greater the consumption.

Just after flying out of three or five miles, he already had a feeling of being unsustainable, if it was thirty or fifty miles, I am afraid that before he could fly, his mental strength would have been completely exhausted.

Only the stronger he becomes in the future, the more powerful the Immortal Sword will be.

Therefore, it is the self that is fundamental.

After realizing this, the mind had already returned with the Killing Immortal Sword and fell back into the sea of consciousness, and Ye Fan's consciousness also returned to his body.

Once he controls the flying sword and goes out to kill the enemy, he himself is also extremely weak, and it is easy to be taken advantage of, obviously, this is also a key, and you must pay attention to it in the future, if you are directly cut off from the back road, it will be too late to cry.

got up and glanced at the stone sword in his hand, Ye Fan felt that there seemed to be some changes, but where there was a change, he couldn't say for a while, but he didn't have the idea of taking it for himself, after all, the purpose of his trip this time was to refine the law, and now he has obtained it, and refined the sword of killing immortals, it can be said that the merit is complete, and then he covets other people's things, it is a little unauthentic.

Inserting the stone sword into its original position, Ye Fan turned around and left the backyard that had become a mess.

"Congratulations to the real people, congratulations to the real people. ”

Although Ou Chengbo didn't see the Killing Immortal Sword, he didn't even know what was happening, but as long as he wasn't blind, he would see everything just now, and at this time, Ye Fan walked easily, with a smile on his face, which was obviously a good thing.

Thanks to Master Ou's guidance, there was nothing to repay, so he gave him a sword qi talisman. Ye Fan said, stretched out his hand, and pointed at the little boy who was shrinking behind Ou Chengbo.