Hemagglutination!

Three hundred years ago, Ruan Wandi entered the Tao with a sword. Yu Jin's three mouths slashed the three major local mercenary groups with one sword, and the sacrificial blood and souls condensed into a shocking ghost knife.

The ghost knife, also known as the knife of the revenant, is sealed in the ghost knife under the knife.

After Ruan Wandi stepped into the demigod, he used his own essence and blood to condense the soul of the dead in the sword day and night, and it has been more than 300 years so far.

"Whew!"

The essence blood broke out directly from his fingertips, and a drop fell on the body of the ghost knife, between heaven and earth, there was a gloomy atmosphere, and then the ghost covered the sky, and the entire Nanwu Peak was like falling into nine shadows within a radius of several miles, like a hell in the world.

"Huh?"

Seeing this, Zhang Fan looked sideways slightly, the cross-border area was dominated by ghost paths, witch paths, and Gu paths, such as Mr. Ghost Dance that day was a strong person in the ghost path technique, and he could even summon the nine ghosts to be terrifying, but after all, it was a small way, and he couldn't climb the hall of elegance.

Ruan Wandi's Yin Ghost Thing condensed with blood was very different.

Using the knife as the carrier, endless souls were condensed, and what surprised Zhang Fan the most was that these souls were carried in the sword intent, and they could fuse the power of heaven and earth.

"Since I was defeated by Zhang Zhenren, I have been refining this Ten Thousand Souls Sword day and night, hoping that one day I can go to the Martial Dao True Martial Arts to fight him to the death!" Ruan Wandi slowly raised the ghost knife in his hand, and countless yin ghosts let out a terrible roar with his movements, and the sound ignored all protective light curtains and resounded directly on Nanwu Peak.

Countless monks were hurt by the irritated eardrums, and their hands covered their heads and swayed wildly.

"It's a pity that Zhang Zhenren finally fell into the hands of the Five Great Caves, which is really a pity for my life!"

Ruan Wandi's voice did not stop, and the ghost knife in his hand did not stop, the knife followed his hand, drawing strange lines on the void, and the sky gradually lost its light, and it was dark.

"Today, I will use this Ten Thousand Souls Sword to slash your young sword Venerable Fang Wuji, so as to seal my sword path and break through the realm to perfection!"

Ruan Wandi said, the ghost knife in his hand slashed, the ghost knife that seemed to weigh thousands of pounds was as light as an embroidery needle in his hand, and the shadow of the knife was instantly dense like a shower, and endless blades erupted in the knife domain.

When Fang Zilin saw this knife, his eyes bloomed with a fine light:

"After three hundred years of sacrifice, the power of Ruan Wandi's Ten Thousand Souls Sword is comparable to Master's Void Flying Knife. ”

Listening to Fang Zilin's words, the face of the three major caves was also extremely solemn, who was the master he respected? That was the first person in the Xia Kingdom, Li Xinhuan and Li Shangxian.

Ruan Wandi summoned the sword with essence blood and condensed the sword of ten thousand souls, which meant that he was about to strike a decisive blow.

Everyone present knew in their hearts that the power of this knife could not be followed by anyone.

Especially Gu Guofeng, his hands clenched involuntarily. He was extremely nervous, Fang Wuji was a native of the Xia Kingdom, and he was a peerless genius on the Xia Kingdom's side no matter what, if he died under this knife, it would be a huge loss to the Xia Kingdom's cultivation realm.

He is only the Yuan Infant Perfection now, and the upper limit in the future is too high, and he may even become the main combat force in the future when the Kunlun Ruins are completely descended.

"It's terrifying!Can Brother Fang take this knife?"

Zeng Rong said nervously, his expression full of worry.

"I don't think it's easy!" the hydra also looked horrified, his gaze fixed on the void.

"He can!"

Bai Zhuyin, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, attracting the surprised eyes of the two, only to hear the light voice like a heavenly sound: "There is nothing he can't do." ”

"This?"

Zeng Rong and Hydra looked at each other, not knowing why.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Above the void, Zhang Fan pointed at the point, and the Heart Refining Sword hovered above his head, and a smile appeared on his handsome cheeks: "Okay! In this case, I will also use the swordsmanship I just comprehended to fight you for this victory." ”

What the?

Zhang Fan's words fell, and countless monks suddenly looked strange.

People are in the late stage of the cave void, and they want to cut you through the realm with a peerless sword condensed in the spring and autumn of three hundred years, and the Tao will be perfect.

You, a primordial infant, consummate the swordsmanship you just comprehended against the enemy?

"This Fang Wuji's madness seems to be a person!"

"That's right, Zhang Fan back then was also crazy and boundless!"

"Hehe, isn't Ye Gujian crazy? Do you think every so-called genius can be like Master Zhang?"

"If you look at it, you will know that perhaps a true genius should have such an arrogant and invincible heart in order to look down on the world and overlook everything. ”

"You say, will he have a defensive immortal weapon like a battle suit like Daozun?"

At this time, Zhang Fan put his fingers together and swiped lightly on the void, and then an incomparably vast sword intent burst out, suddenly blooming with a cyan brilliance like the scorching sun at noon.

"This is sword intent condensation! Impossible, impossible!"

When this brilliance burst out, Ye Gujian suddenly saw a ghost, and shouted like a mad demon: "Only the soul that has survived the heavenly tribulation can truly condense the sword intent, even the master can't do it......"

He knelt down suddenly, and under wave after wave of blows, he directly collapsed his Dao heart.

When all the monks heard his roar, they were shocked and shocked in their expressions, and suddenly they heard the voice of someone in great fear:

"My sword, my sword moves!"

The next moment, all the matching swords on Nanwu Peak left the scabbard, and the matchless sword intent rippled open, shrouding in a piece of heaven and earth.

Zhang Fan's eyes froze, and the Heart Refining Sword hovering above his head suddenly turned into a green glow, and suddenly flew towards Ruan Wandi. Immediately, there was a tremor between heaven and earth, and ten thousand white lights appeared on Nanwu Peak, and ten thousand swords rang out in unison, making a crisp or hoarse sword sound.

Ten thousand swords swooped out of the air, and went to shine with the heart sword. The Heart Refining Sword drew a straight line in the dark sky. Ten thousand swords followed closely behind it, turning into a thin belt that was a mile long. Ten thousand swords came to the sky, like a dragon rolling, directly breaking through the darkness of Zhou Tian.

Where the darkness broke, the light fell, flickering incessantly, and the sequins of the light were reversed, like scales. The Ten Thousand Dao Sword Shadows were ten thousand scales, connected together in the void, and at the very front of them was the green Heart Refining Sword.

The Heart Refining Sword exudes unimaginable coercion and light. Faintly, in that divine light, a cyan divine dragon seemed to appear.

This dragon transformed by ten thousand swords, the dragon's whiskers fluttered, cutting through the sky. A cyan divine dragon appeared above the condensed void of ten thousand souls, and a dragon roar directly broke through ten thousand souls, and a dragon's breath crushed the endless yin ghost.

"Knife of Ten Thousand Souls, Blood Clotting Slash!"

In the face of the green dragon's crushing, Ruan Wandi's blood spurted out directly, holding the ghost knife high with both hands, and slashed down, the sword swept over the essence blood he spewed, instantly magnified dozens of times, and the great power of heaven and earth turned into a whirlpool like ripples, merging into this sword.

The blood-colored tiger roared out from the blade, rushed out of the knife domain, rolled up the endless blade, and collided with the cyan dragon in an instant.

The crowd looked at each other in shock.

Seeing the center where the sword qi collided with the sword ray, the space within a radius of several hundred meters collapsed, forming a vacuum, and the entire Nanwu Peak shook violently.

The Taiji light curtain condensed by Song Shigui collapsed violently, and the whole person flew upside down like a kite with a broken string for dozens of meters, directly hitting the mountain, recessing seven or eight meters deep.

After the collapse of the Taiji light curtain, countless monks were directly pressed to their knees by coercion, and blood spurted out.

"Who wins and who loses this blow?"

No one cared about the injury, their eyes widened and they stared dumbfounded.

Above the Void!

One man and one sword, like a god descending to earth!

Stand proudly!

"Ruan Wandi was defeated?"

There was a dead silence on the entire Nanwu Peak, and Ye Cangqiong was even more dumbfounded, full of disbelief!

(End of chapter)