The moment the iron sword stabbed, a quaint token appeared in the palm of Yang Yifan's left hand.

It is the token of the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

He didn't believe that the rotten iron sword could pierce through it.

Rumble.

But between the lightning and flint, a black light flickered from his fingers.

Then, a thick black iron rod appeared.

Suddenly.

The power of a thousand power exploded, and the void shook for a while.

While.

The iron sword was blocked.

A burst of black light erupted from the iron rod, and the iron sword may have been able to match it back then, or even worse, but now it is broken and decayed, and it can't stop the impact of the black light at all, so it flew back upside down and reinserted / into the ground.

Grass.

Sun Feng and Qian Bin scolded in their hearts at the same time, and their faces were ugly as if they were about to drip water.

I knew that this black iron rod was so powerful, they would have snatched it with their hands when they said anything.

It's a pity that the world's most powerful alchemist can't refine the regret medicine.

The black light dissipated, and the iron rod fell.

Yang Yifan grabbed it and put it in the storage ring.

Obviously, it was worth fighting to break the soft armor of the Purple Gold Silkworm at that time, and this iron rod was the most precious thing in the ancient temple.

Although the bodhi seed is not bad, it is crippled after all.

After the blow, the power of the iron sword seemed to have weakened again, and everyone felt that the pressure that penetrated deep into the soul had also weakened a lot, Yang Yifan did not stop, and accelerated his speed again.

Damn it.

Jian Yi and the others also hurriedly tried their best and continued to move forward.

But they could only watch Yang Yifan leave them step by step, and then go up to the steps.

At this moment, everyone present infinitely hoped that the Sword Pavilion would still have the remaining forbidden power to protect it, in this case, Yang Yifan would definitely be stopped there and would not be able to enter.

But they were disappointed.

There was no obstacle at all, and Yang Yifan entered the Sword Pavilion.

There is already that iron sword to guard, this sword pavilion really doesn't need any other strength, maybe a few years ago, when this iron sword was not decaying, it would not be able to set foot in this square with the strength of the Earth Extreme Realm alone.

They could only grit their teeth and move on.

Many people's eyes flashed with cruelty.

Obviously, if Yang Yifan really got the Sword Emperor inheritance, they would definitely do it, the value was too great, even if Yang Yifan was called a madman, they would not hesitate to do it.

。。。

And entering the Sword Pavilion, Yang Yifan didn't feel anything abnormal, as if he had entered an ordinary attic.

Maybe at the level of the Sword Emperor, he has already looked down a lot, and he won't pay attention to any ordinary foreign objects anymore.

Pedaling.

In a few steps, he walked to a jade platform in front of him, on which there was a book.

"Tianhe Swordsmanship"

Dare to add a heavenly character to the name of the swordsmanship, which can already show that this swordsmanship is extraordinary.

Yang Yifan reached out and picked it up, and then put it in the storage ring.

The Sword Emperor powerhouse naturally didn't only have this martial art, but he only left such a copy of "Tianhe Swordsmanship" in such a conspicuous position, and Yang Yifan estimated that this was probably the martial art created by the Sword Emperor powerhouse.

There may be more powerful martial arts, but they will never be as precious as the martial arts they have created.

There was also a cold ice jade bottle less than a foot away from the classics, Yang Yifan grabbed it, and after opening it, he immediately saw that there was an elixir inside that was like a sharp sword that had shrunk many times.

It's a surprise.

Yang Yifan's eyes also widened a little, the pills he had seen before were all round, and this was the first time he had seen this sword-like pill.

Although I don't know it, it is obviously extremely precious to let the Sword Emperor put it here.

Glancing around, there was nothing else, Yang Yifan turned around and walked cautiously to the stairs, slowly walking forward step by step.

Although nothing has happened, not even the slightest movement.

But his vigilance did not relax in the slightest.

The second floor is very empty, there is not even a jade platform, only a futon is placed in the middle, and you can see the traces of wear, obviously the Sword Emperor should have been meditating and cultivating here all the time.

On the wall facing the futon hangs a letter, a static word.

Pedaling.

Yang Yifan stepped forward and took down the word, even the sword was rotten, but the calligraphy and painting were like newly written, isn't it strange?

After putting it away, he put the futon into the storage ring as well.

He just wants to let Jian Yi and Qian Bin get not even a single hair.

Seeing that there was nothing left, Yang Yifan walked towards the entrance of the building.

There is a curtain of light.

A faint fluorescence emanated, and it even shook slightly like water waves.

But it didn't bring Yang Yifan any big threat and fierce aura, it seemed to be different from the guards and prohibitions at the entrance of the cave.

Taking out the token of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, Yang Yifan slowly raised his hand and stretched it out little by little.

He became more vigilant.

The body tensed, and the spiritual power poured into the feet, and if something went wrong, the ghost shadow would immediately explode.

It's getting closer.

The fingertips were less than an inch away from the light curtain.

Touched!

It was as if it was submerged in water, and there was nothing else to feel like it, and a layer of ripples rippled like water waves.

Swish.

Yang Yifan's footsteps moved, and the whole person passed through the light curtain.

It's still an ordinary staircase, step by step, and after a corner, you can see the third floor.

Will the real legacy be here?

Thinking to himself, Yang Yifan, who still did not relax his vigilance, climbed to the third floor,

Yang Yifan's eyes immediately couldn't help but weaken slightly.

Less than two feet in front of him, there was a skeleton, its body arched forward, and its hands were propped up on the windowsill, and it could be seen from that movement that it seemed to be looking out intently before it died.

As soon as he raised his eyes, Yang Yifan saw out the window, where there was a verdant bamboo forest, as if a breeze was blowing, and the bamboo forest was shaking, like a rolling blue wave.

For skeletons, especially those left by masters like this Sword Emperor, Yang Yifan was even more deeply vigilant.

Back then, in the Qingyun Mountain Range, he encountered the remains of the evil demon, and he was almost taken away by the demon.

There has been no movement, Yang Yifan turned his head at this time, and the window in the other direction was facing the square before, and even the iron sword inserted in the square could be seen.

He cautiously walked over and looked out.

Jian Yi, Qian Bin and the others all walked over, close to the edge of the square, not far from this Sword Pavilion.

It seems that because the power of the iron sword was consumed before, some other martial artists in the middle of the Earth Extreme Realm, although they are a little behind, are also slowly coming over step by step.

It's a pity that those guys are going to be disappointed.

Yang Yifan turned his head, and at this moment, his eyes widened, and his body retreated rapidly.

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