The frost flowers fell, and Ning Fan found that he seemed to have returned to the past.

"Fauber, what should I do?"

"There's no way, we can only escape. ”

Ning Fan found that he had become a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

He was being taken by Fauber and ran out of the villa.

And in the rear, hundreds of men pursued him.

Cliffs, cliffs.

Cornered.

"Run, give me back, the remnants of the Haichuan Sect, hand over your Demon Dao Exercise "Haina Baichuan Decision", and my Jianlan Qingkong will leave you a whole corpse. ”

Jian Lan Qingkong, the owner of the Tibetan Sword Mountain Villa, suddenly shouted, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

"Hmph, don't think about it, even if you die, you don't want to succeed. ”

Fauber roared loudly.

"Then give me death. ”

Jian Ran Qingkong gave an order, and hundreds of people besieged it together.

Fauber is there an opponent?

Soon he was dying.

Ning Fan hugged Fu Bo's body and burst into tears.

"Fauber, how are you?"

His body trembled.

However, Fauber never responded to him again.

"This evil seed, kill him. ”

Suddenly, a young man beside Jian Lan Qingkong raised the long sword in his hand and was about to kill Ning Fan.

This person is very clear, and the sword is cloudy.

Ning Fan remembered his name for the first time.

A sword, a sharp sword, slashed down from heaven.

Ning Fan felt his breath suffocating.

The whole body is locked.

For a moment, he felt that he had no resistance.

The sword qi in his body didn't work at all.

"No, none of this is right, it's all fake. ”

"Why isn't Senior Brother here? I remember that at the beginning, Senior Brother was on the side. ”

Ning Fan felt the sword intent stabbing him, making his head hurt incomparably.

But just when my head was about to explode, all of a sudden, something came to mind.

He saw some clues.

The subconscious body has an instinctive response.

Sonorous bang.

His sword qi was unleashed all over his body.

The arm was raised, and eleven sword qi emanated from his whole body.

Whoosh.

Eleven sword qi condensed into a single sword qi.

At the purple flying sword, he slashed violently.

Boom.

Xiao Jian's body took dozens of steps back.

Blood flowed from the corners of Ning Fan's mouth.

And the chest, skin, and clothes are even more tattered.

"Almost, almost I died. ”

"His Great Reincarnation Swordsmanship was able to shock my mind and make me return to the most profound scene in my memory in an instant. ”

"My soul knows the sea...... It was damaged. ”

Ning Fan smacked and spit out blood.

Within his consciousness, his soul was devastated.

Xiao Jian's Great Reincarnation Swordsmanship is a swordsmanship that focuses more on the soul aspect.

With a sword out, you can enter the opponent's sea of consciousness and stretch out.

Steal what the other person remembers the most, and then integrate it into the scheme.

Thus shooting the enemy.

This is where the mystery of the Great Reincarnation Swordsmanship lies.

"If I hadn't seen the last clues, and if I hadn't had the last hint of coolness emanating from the black stone, I guess I would have died. ”

A cold sweat broke out in the palm of Ning Fan's hand.

"I'm still a ninth-layer cultivator of the Sword Intent Sect in this world.

Even if the ninth layer of sword intent can only be regarded as the basic sword cultivation of the entry of the sword path, their strength is absolutely terrifying. ”

Ning Fan squinted his eyes and murmured in his heart.

"It actually broke my Great Reincarnation Sword Technique. ”

Xiao Jian's face was gloomy, and his face was extremely hideous.

"But even if you break my Great Reincarnation Sword Technique once, can you still break it continuously?"

Without giving Ning Fan a chance to breathe, Xiao Jian slashed down with another sword.

The same swordsmanship, the same scene.

The same memories are deep, the same soul disturbs.

Every time Ning Fan, he was absorbed by the Great Reincarnation Swordsmanship.

Poof, poof, poof.

Every time he was ingested, he squirted out a mouthful of blood.

In just one cup of tea, Ning Fan spit out eight mouthfuls of blood in a row.

This blood is all essence blood.

With each spit, his face turned pale.

Rub and rub.

Ning Fan's body kept retreating, his body kept trembling, and blood kept flowing out.

The skin on the body is even more like sword marks.

"Do you admit defeat or not?" Xiao Jian slashed down with a sword, sneering, and his eyes were extremely arrogant.

He was furious, too.

He didn't expect that Ning Fan would actually break his Great Reincarnation Sword Technique at critical moments again and again.

This made him very shameless.

He originally thought that the Great Reincarnation Sword Technique would continue to be performed, and he could eventually lead Ning Fan into the scene trap arranged by his Great Reincarnation Swordsmanship, thus cutting Ning Fan off the meridians of his body.

However, every time Ning Fan is like a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed.

"Don't think about it, I'd rather die standing up, how can I live on my knees? I don't admit defeat, I'd rather fan, I won't lose. ”

Ning Fan roared, hoarse.

The muscles of his whole body, in an instant, were all turbulent, and the green tendons on his forehead were even more protruding.

Sou.

He raised his sword.

Once again, he performed the "Ten Thousand Swordsmanship".

This time, he used all the sword qi in his body.

In the place of the dantian in the body, the sword qi completely rolled out.

This move is his last move.

Boom.

The two sword qi slashed the sky and the earth, and the ground shook endlessly.

Where the smoke and dust roll, is the place where the sword aura is swirling.

"Break it for me. ”

With a burst of cheers, Ning Fan didn't know why, the breath on his body, in an instant, put in the revival of all things, resurrected, and completely flourished.

He was like a mountain, like a sea, and his strength was constantly rising.

The breath is stronger than before.

"Break, break, break!"

Three shouts, like thunder in the sky.

The pale golden sword aura was like the golden light shining of the sun.

With Ning Fan as the center, it spread.

Boom.

A figure flew out.

smashed into the ground, and a crater appeared in the ground.

The purple sword cloak on his body turned into pieces, revealing his scarred strong body.

Xiao Jian's long curly hair was directly cut off by the sword aura.

His hair fell to the ground, and his face fell with it.

He was defeated.

He was defeated.

How so?

The courtyard masters of the other three courtyards all stared at Xiao Jian who landed on the ground with their eyes wide in disbelief.

Xiao Jianwan took a mouthful, spurting blood, his face was pale, and his expression was sad.

Very embarrassed.

How so?

Ning Fan fell to the ground.

Eyes fixed on his own arm.

In the arm, in the meridians, the sword qi is rolling, surging and moving.

Like the stars flowing in the sky, it contains endless energy.

"I didn't expect that my soul was tempered by the Great Reincarnation Swordsmanship again and again, and it actually broke and stood up, haha, Xiao Jian, why didn't you expect it?

I actually broke through to the soul realm of the first layer of the Sword Yuan. ”

In the sea of soul consciousness, the power of the pale golden soul that was originally sparse and incomparably rippling in the sky above the sea of consciousness.

At this moment, it was condensed into a drop of liquid.

Pale golden liquid, it looks crystal clear, like a brilliant gemstone.

These are the essence of soul power.

For a person in the Sword Yuan realm, the soul power will change from gas to liquid, which is the current soul appearance in his head.

This state is called Ichor.

When the soul liquid increases, it will eventually turn into a solid and achieve a Yuan Dan.

This is also known as the Soul Pill.

The higher the soul realm, the more powerful his ability to control the sword qi in his body became.

"Now, I can mobilize all the sword qi of my whole body, the sword qi of the sword pill level that the old thing of Yuwen Jun imported into my body before, now when my soul cultivation breaks through the first layer of the sword element, the speed of absorption is much more.

That's why I was able to break through to the eighth layer of sword intent cultivation. ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ning Fan's mouth.

But in his eyes, it was all ecstasy.

"Xiao Jian, stand up. ”

Ning Fan raised the sword in his hand.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have broken it, and in order to thank you, I'm ready to strike a sword at you. ”

Ning Fan smiled awe-inspiringly, his eyes squinted, exuding endless cold and battle intent.