The sword spirit derived from the sword intent already has the powerful sword intent of the previous life, and it is not only terrifying, after eternity, it has derived the law of the way of the sword. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

What is the law of swordsmanship! It's like Wang Fan's origin and self origin, something similar to the origin, so it's easy to understand, the sword spirit doesn't know how many steps beyond the sword intent, it is definitely not something he can resist.

Everyone was terrified, the magic sword cultivation was powerful, but they couldn't resist a sword at all, especially the several sword cultivators who killed civilians, they didn't blink their eyes when they killed civilians before, and they were ruthless, but now they were terrified, because Wang Fan stared at them intently.

Yes, this man has sworn a blood oath to kill them.

"Let's go up together. Among them, a sword cultivator shouted.

However, they did not besiege Wang Fan as they imagined, after all, they did not have a blood feud with Wang Fan, and they didn't want to be the first bird.

After speaking, this person regretted it, he looked at Wang Fan in a cold sweat, and Wang Fan also looked at him coldly, and only said one word.

"Kill. ”

The sword spirit once again submerged into the void, and when it reappeared, the sword cultivator's eyes had already widened, and a stream of blood flowed out of his eyebrows, and then it was split into two halves with a "poof" sound in midair.

"There are seven more. ”

Wang Fan licked his lips and looked at the seven people, including Jing Chengran.

Jing Chengran snorted coldly, he has always been very confident, not to mention that his cultivation is too much beyond Wang Fan, but dealing with the sword spirit is a headache.

The pupils of the other six were constricted.

A young sword cultivator glared at the person behind him: "Don't kill it quickly, this person killed us, and the next one will be you." ”

No matter what he said, no one dared to step forward, and some even began to retreat, because Wang Fan stared at the person who spoke again.

"Damn. This sword cultivator's pupils shrank, and he turned around and fled without hesitation.

However, a sharp sword light flashed, and before he could fly out of the three zhang, he was cut into two pieces.

"Hiss!" everyone gasped, and thousands of sword cultivators all retreated, killing the other six sword cultivators of the civilians, and they were terrified and sweated coldly.

"Do you want to run, aren't you looking for me?" Wang Fan said coldly.

Everyone has been looking for Wang Fan, but the person has found it, and it is different from what they imagined, who is the rabbit and who is the hunter.

The sword spirit in front of Wang Fan was like a ghost, as if he was shuttling through space to kill, only Jing Chengran was in the treasure realm in the crowd, and everyone else was just in the spirit condensing realm, even the strongest spirit condensing realm demon sword cultivator was killed, who could resist him?

Originally, it seemed to be a lamb, but now the situation was reversed, and they were the lambs.

"Kill them. Wang Fan pointed to six people, including Jing Chengran.

"Jing Gongzi helps. The two sword cultivators burst back and retreated behind Jing Chengran.

The other three were not so lucky, they were one step slower, and they were pierced through the chest by a sword, just as they killed the mortals of Yugushan, without mercy.

"Damn. Jing Chengran's pupils shrank, he really felt the crisis this time, and the sword spirit was staring at him.

Suddenly, six forces appeared in the void, and together they shot out to imprison the sword spirit in the void, and the sword spirit kept trembling, and it panicked.

Jing Chengran's grandfather appeared, and there were others, the old woman with the sword pill, and two old monsters covered in black mist, and the last two were the great sword cultivators of the Sword Casting Mountain.

The six of them attacked, leaving the sword spirit without resistance.

"It's time to finish. ”

After Jing Chengran's grandfather recovered from his injuries, he didn't care about Wang Fan's existence at all, he stared at the sword spirit, and his eyes were only one sword spirit, as for Wang Fan, he didn't look at it at all.

The same goes for the other old monsters.

"Now you can die. Jing Chengran sneered.

Wang Fan's face was ugly, and then the whole person relaxed, are you going to die? This life has just been resurrected, and the revenge has not had time to be avenged.

Nan Qing'er, Heilianhua, this has calmed your hearts.

Parents of this life, take care.

Zi'er, I swear I won't leave if I find you, but I can't......

"Sister. ”

Suddenly, a voice like a milk boy sounded, and everyone couldn't help but be stunned, and they all looked at the sword spirit who was controlled by the six old monsters.

Who's it called, sister!

In front of Yugu Mountain, in front of the sword cultivation conference, the ten-meter-high boulder cracked and shattered, and a shocking light rushed into the sky.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the clouds rolled up a huge whirlpool, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning rolling, and other strange sounds from heaven and earth appeared, as if they were welcoming the arrival of a god and demon.

"Buzz!!"

With the melodious sound of the sword, a curtain of light shrouded Wang Fan, and Jing Chengran looked at him incredulously.

Thousands of cultivators, one by one, were stunned.

Under the dazzling aurora light, a teenager stepped out, but ...... He's got an extra sword in his hand!

"How is that possible?" Jing Chengran's grandfather was also dumbfounded.

He thought of everything, thought of the existence of the sword spirit, but he never expected that a sword was sealed in that sword stone!

Wang Fan stroked the sword, as if stroking his lover, and muttered to himself.

"The Sword of Broken Love, after eons of eternity, meet again. ”

"Buzz!!" the Sword of Broken Love hummed, it trembled, it seemed to have life!

The sister of the sword spirit is it.

A sword, divided into two spirits, is rare to see in thousands of years, but this is creation, just like back then, Wang Fan's unintentional handwriting made the sword spirit derive.

Wang Fan felt a surging force, the corners of his mouth hooked up an evil arc, and he looked at Jing Chengran in mid-air.

Jing Chengran's pupils shrank, and the feeling of death appeared again.

"Kill me, are you qualified?" Wang Fan scoffed.

Jing Chengran was angry, but now that Wang Fan has changed, he is really not sure to kill the other party.

Wang Fan's sword pointed at the void, and the terrifying sword intent appeared like a group of demons dancing wildly, and the people who were close to him within a radius of a hundred zhang felt extremely painful as if their bodies were torn, and they looked at the young man in the center in horror.

With a sword, time froze, and Jing Chengran looked at his grandfather with an incredulous and frightened expression on his face.

"Save ......!!"

"You dare!"

Between the lightning and flint, Jing Chengran's grandfather rushed over, and when he reached his kind of cultivation, he only needed a breath to appear, and the cultivation was released, and a majestic momentum erupted, and the same sword stabbed away.

"Boom!"

The two sword intents collided, and in an instant, they exploded in mid-air, and the terrifying sword qi burst into energy fluctuations, lifting all the sword cultivators on the ground away, Jing Chengran's grandfather's eyes widened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"How is that possible?"

Yes, the moment Wang Fan got the Sword of Love, his strength increased countless times, and a great sword cultivator was injured with one sword.

Without waiting for Grandpa Jing Chengran to take a breath, Wang Fan slashed with another sword, and the hundred-zhang sword could split a mountain, and the other five old monsters also gasped.

Grandpa Jing Chengran felt even more pressure, he sacrificed a bone sword, and as soon as this sword came out, a terrifying evil aura churned.

"Wild sword bones. ”

The other five people were surprised, Jing Chengran's grandfather's bone sword had a great origin, it was a bone of the inheritance of a desolate beast with ancient relics, and he relied on this sword bone to sing in the sword cultivation.

However, even the sword bone that was so famous immediately collapsed the moment it touched the sword that Wang Fan slashed out.