The sword intent depends.

Ye Ran called it this way, for the new power that he was born after entering the Sword Realm of Enlightenment.

This is Ye Ran's first time using it.

Therefore, the sword that was swung out was Yan Thirteen's fourteenth sword, so Ye Ran just let that powerful and silent thought guide his sword.

Sword intent needs to be sharpened.

The sword that was swung out not only made the black shadow feel a powerful momentum coming into the air, but also made Ye Ran feel the incomparable power that poured over his body, his heart, and his mind.

It was a powerful intent that almost completely dispersed Ye Ran's sword intent.

He is Yan Thirteen.

For a moment, Ye Ran almost sank into this thought, accepting Yan Thirteen's thoughts, Yan Thirteen's sword.

But in the end, Ye Ran still came to his senses.

He swung Yan Thirteen's fourteenth sword.

The air retreated, and a gust of wind that could almost be called a hurricane blew away, and even the flames on the walls could not withstand the hurricane and were extinguished, and the room was plunged into darkness, pitch black and gloomy.

What is the power of the Fourteenth Sword?

Ye Ran didn't know what to do, before entering the Sword Realm of Enlightenment, all Ye Ran could see was thirteen swords.

But at this moment, Ye Ran was feeling the fourteenth sword, as well as the loneliness that permeated his whole body.

In the pitch-black field of vision, which was originally impossible to see at all, a sword light like a scorching sun appeared out of thin air, and the sword light was entangled with the murderous aura of Sen Han, which was obviously the warmest color but brought the strongest sense of slaughter.

The sword light was boundless, there was no discipline, and it just stabbed diagonally towards the target.

Bite!

The sword light was blocked.

In the dark, a slender spear blocked the sword in Ye Ran's hand horizontally, and if there was an expression on the black shadow's face, he must have been very surprised, because he sensed the danger, and raising the gun to resist was just a subconscious action.

This sword light was too empty, however, it was this void that made the black shadow feel creepy.

If he still has this emotion.

The tip of the sword did not stop at the body of the gun, but turned slightly, changed again, bypassed, and still stabbed straight towards the black shadow in an oblique trajectory.

The sword style of this sword has firmly locked between the eyebrows of the black shadow, even if Ye Ran's height is about twenty centimeters different from the black shadow, this sword style is still unstoppable, completely ignoring the height difference between the two.

It's too late! Even if he saw the trajectory of this sword so clearly, the instinct of the black shadow still reminded him that this sword could not be dodged at all.

Burst!

With a muffled sound, the natural sword style stabbed into the forehead of the black shadow without hindrance, and the black shadow's seemingly extremely tough helmet was like a paper piece, and the sword light pierced lightly like a joke between friends.

Time froze, the sword intent gradually receded, and the dark blue light lit up again, occupying the space.

This is Yan Thirteen's fourteen swords.

Drawing his sword, Ye Ran's body weakened and fell to the ground.

The black shadow froze his body, the sword just now seemed to be still echoing in his mind, before he fell asleep, he had never seen such a beautiful and terrifying sword technique in his life, just this sword style, he felt that it was not a bad thing to wake up.

It's simply enough to be called an art of swordsmanship.

This sword drained all of Ye Ran's physical and mental strength, and Ye Ran now only felt a sense of exhaustion rising from the bottom of his heart, reaching his mind, and his eyelids were almost closed under the call of this sense of exhaustion.

This is a warning from the deepest part of the body.

He was just shaking his hands at the moment, groping in his waist bag, his body was too tired, and now it was almost a luxury to move, and his left hand was slowly groping for the medicine he was carrying around his waist.

He was very satisfied at the moment and smiled, not only did he see Yan Thirteen's fourteenth sword, it was only the fourteenth sword that belonged to Yan Thirteen, not Ye Ran's fourteenth sword. More importantly, Ye Ran personally experienced the whole process from the swing of that sword to the end.

Should it be said that it is worthy of Yan Thirteen?

Even though his whole body was weak at the moment, Ye Ran's thoughts were still precipitated in the previous sword.

It was a sword that he still couldn't reach, but at least, he had seen it.

Click, snap, trot, the cloak kept swinging in the air, Xiao Ye looked at the black shadow that was still standing in front of Ye Ran in fear, although the black shadow did not make any movement, but the two shots before made Xiao Ye feel a sense of fear from the deepest part of his heart.

However, at this moment, seeing Ye Ran falling to the ground trembling and groping like a candle in the wind, for some reason, Xiao Ye's body took the initiative to move before his brain gave an order, and trotted towards Ye Ran.

Tears kept flowing, Xiao Ye didn't have time to find an answer for her actions, but when she saw Ye Ran's sweat that had soaked Ye Ran's body, she wiped the tears on her face, although she still couldn't stop it, but at least her vision was clearer.

What a fool.

Of course, Ye Ran knew the reason why the black shadow didn't move, because Yan Thirteen's sword carried Yan Thirteen's mind, and this idea turned into a sword intent that relied on Ye Ran's sword, and invaded the black shadow's consciousness from the long sword that directly pierced the head, and the black shadow was fighting against Yan Thirteen's sword intent at this moment.

But these things are not clear to Xiao Ye.

And really speaking, he and Xiao Ye just met in Pingshui, just passers-by on a mission.

Therefore, Ye Ran looked at Xiao Ye desperately, even though his whole body was trembling with fear, even if he kept crying with fear, he still used his trembling hands to look for the Huishen Grass and Huiti Pill he wanted on Ye Ran's waist.

Really, they're all stupid.

Karin, Shirokuma, and the girl in front of her with a strand of pink hair exposed.

Why do you expect something from someone like me?

Xiao Ye hurriedly stuffed the Huishen Grass and Huiti Pill into Ye Ran's mouth, and was afraid that Ye Ran would choke on this, so he helped Ye Ran up slightly, and took out a water bladder from her body and fed it to Ye Ran.

Huishen Grass and Huiti Pill are two magical items that melt in your mouth.

Of course, Xiao Ye didn't know what to say, and Ye Ran didn't say anything, just silently sipped the sweet liquid in the water bladder.

As soon as the two things were in his stomach, Ye Ran felt that his body was like the hungriest person, quickly decomposing these two things, and then carrying them to all corners of his body, filling those cells that were almost squeezed dry.

It wasn't enough, but Ye Ran, who had already regained some strength, took out a Hui Shen Grass and Hui Body Pill from his waist again, and stuffed it into his mouth again.

That style of swordsmanship almost drained Ye Ran to the ground.

Huishen Grass and Huiti Pill recover very quickly, but unfortunately there is a daily use limit, and the recovery effect will decrease layer by layer.

Supporting Xiao Ye's shoulder, Ye Ran stood up hard, and Demon Moon never let go of his right hand.

Rubbing Xiao Ye's head vigorously, in her stunned look, Ye Ran whispered.

"Thank you."

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