Chapter Forty-Eight: The Sound of the Sword
The misty forest, covered in a sea of white mist, is an endless ancient forest, full of life.
Yuan Fan and Chen Ling stepped on the three-zhang spirit iron giant sword, cut through the sky, and soon came to the edge of the misty forest, but the two did not venture in.
Now, there has been a change in the Misty Forest, and there is news that the fairy tree has grown spiritual fruits, attracting a lot of strange beasts to come, which is bad news for many people.
As soon as the two of them arrived at the edge of the Misty Forest, in a moment, they saw many monks harnessing the Divine Rainbow, intermittently, flying from the Misty City to the white clouds in the distance, and their figures disappeared in an instant.
Seeing this scene, both of them frowned deeply, knowing that the more monks who entered, the greater the chance of a fight, and those people who came for the treasure of the Sword Emperor would inevitably have a big war and robbery, and if they went in early, they would be affected.
According to the news, in the past half a month, many Cave Heaven Blessed Lands and Great Sects have appeared, coming from far away and entering the Misty Forest, just to capture the abnormal immortal tree spirit fruit.
This incident tugged at the heartstrings of many people, but there were also anomalies, those holy places had not yet come, and they seemed to be scrupling about something, and they had not yet moved.
Yuan Fan and Chen Ling knew that this matter was extraordinary, and neither of them could make up their minds, whether they should go in and find out.
"Whew!"
At this moment, an earth-shattering sword roar sounded from the misty forest, like a divine sword unsheathed, especially abrupt, as if it wanted to split this piece of heaven and earth, shaking the clouds and mist above the forest, spreading in all directions, and a large number of birds and beasts flapped their wings and fled.
Seeing this, Yuan Fan and Chen Ling looked shocked, this sword sound was extremely familiar, no different from the sword sound that the two of them heard in the misty forest a few months ago.
The sound of this sword roar was extremely terrifying, and the sound of the sword coming out of the sheath was heard, and just one sword sound spread all over 100,000 miles, breaking through the clouds and dispersing the clouds.
The two of them thought about it, and they both guessed a possibility, there was probably a living Sword Emperor in the central area of the Misty Forest.
Such speculation is incredible!
At this moment, at the end of the sight of the two, the white mist quickly flipped up, from the depths of the misty forest, like a huge wave crashing against the coastline, spreading in all directions, very spectacular.
"This, is there really a Sword Emperor who is about to be born?" Chen Ling saw it clearly, her green eyebrows trembled slightly, her lips moved slightly, and she felt a vast breath, which was irresistible.
"The legendary Sword Emperor, is he really alive?" Yuan Fan muttered to himself, standing in place, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.
That sword roar is peerless, it is hard to imagine, if it is a wisp of sword qi, wouldn't it be able to slash through the misty forest of 100,000 miles, kill countless living beings, and think about it carefully, this is terrifying.
What I saw in front of me was really amazing, countless birds and beasts were shocked and fled, and some wild beasts ran quickly from the forest to the outside of the forest, and it seemed that there was a terrifying existence in the central area, which made them instinctively feel afraid.
In the distance, more than a dozen monks came with the Divine Rainbow, and they also stopped at the edge of the forest at this moment, their faces solemn, not in a hurry to enter it, they were all watching and talking.
"Could it be that there is a great power to snatch the spiritual fruit?"
"It shouldn't be possible, the immortal tree grows in the central area of the misty forest, and the power doesn't dare to enter without permission."
"Then this sword roar, could it be that the sword emperor's imperial sword came from."
"The power is comparable to that of the imperial soldiers, if I didn't guess wrong, there should be a strong man at the Holy Lord level."
"If that's the case, then let's go in quickly, and maybe we can grab a spirit fruit or two in the crack."
The cultivation of the dozen or so monks was unfathomable, and a few people talked, thought for a moment, and together they harnessed the Divine Rainbow and flew towards the depths of the Misty Forest.
Yuan Fan and Chen Ling glanced at each other, the words of those people were not deliberately concealed, both of them heard it clearly, and they also planned to enter the misty forest.
After a few months, there was finally a Holy Lord-level powerhouse who made a move, which meant that in the central area of the Misty Forest, the danger factor had been reduced, and he could enter the depths to explore.
The two discussed for a moment, intending to enter from the west side of the Misty Forest, where there was a safe route described in the Starry Sky Sutra to avoid meeting other monks.
In the map auctioned, Yuan Fan did not rub out this route, but deliberately left it to himself and Chen Ling.
I don't know how long later, the two of them flew deep from the low mountain forest, chose to fly at a low altitude, and circled this area for hundreds of miles, passing through a swamp, flying over thousands of miles of low thorn forests, and then crossing several low mountains hidden in the white mist, and finally came to a hundred-zhang deep pool.
When I arrived, I was less than 10,000 miles away from the center of the Misty Forest.
"Fan, according to the description of the "Starry Sky Sutra" and the map we rubbed, there seems to be no deep pool in this place." The two stopped, and Chen Ling looked at the rubbed map in his hand and noticed that something was wrong.
Yuan Fan was silent, he looked around, and he also noticed that something was wrong.
This area is particularly quiet, a little weird, the water of Baizhang Lake is sparkling, there is a white mist floating against the water surface, and the intensity of the aura is extremely abnormal, it has reached the point where it cannot be dissolved.
Around the deep pool, the ancient trees are towering, the flowers and plants are lush, and the dark blue vines coil around the ancient trees, flickering with ghostly light, very thick, and extend into the deep pool, as if to imprison the terrifying existence in the water.
"Let's go, there's something wrong here!" Yuan Fan spoke, he looked at the deep pool in the distance, and had a bad premonition, and he was about to leave quickly with Chen Ling.
"Two, leaving in such a hurry, where are you going!"
At this time, a cloth-clothed man walked out of the forest with a three-story jade pagoda on his head, followed by five people, who also took out their weapons and magic weapons.
Yuan Fan and Chen Ling turned their heads to look, a little puzzled, how could they deliberately choose a route that could still meet other monks.
"A few Taoist friends, we have never met, I don't know what to do?" Yuan Fan glanced at those people and asked lightly.
"Do you still need to ask, can't you see the magic weapon in my hand?" One of them shouted and walked slowly, with rainbow lights flashing under his feet, and a white jade ball in his hand flowed to the gods.
"Hahaha, we're going to fight...... Beat...... Rob! One man looked excited, stammered, and laughed.
Hearing the words of those two, Yuan Fan and Chen Ling were a little speechless, and their faces showed strange expressions.
Yuan Fan couldn't help laughing and said, "You want to rob me?" ”
"Yes, it's to rob you, and that chick, who looks really smart, also wants it. Especially the spirit beast in our arms, we are bound to get it. There was a person with a confused expression, who was not ashamed, and when he looked at Chen Ling, his saliva was about to flow out.
Yuan Fan and Chen Ling suddenly understood, I am afraid that these people have followed all the way from outside the Misty Forest, with a clear purpose, that is, to capture the little white tiger.
"The two of you should obediently hand over the magic weapon and spirit stone on your body, as well as the spirit tiger, so as not to suffer from the flesh and skin later."
The cloth-clothed man with the three-story jade pagoda on his head spoke, very cautious, and did not rush forward, but looked at it. They followed all the way from outside the Misty Forest, almost getting rid of it, knowing that Yuan Fan was not easy to deal with, and wanted to scare with the advantage of being outnumbered.
"If you want to rob us, my sword is not afraid of blood!" Yuan Fan chuckled, didn't eat this set at all, and held the broken sword in his hand.
The man who stammered saw Yuan Fan take out a broken sword, he couldn't hold his face, and he snorted and said, "Haha...... Do you want to use ...... Break it with a handle.... Broken sword to kill us, come.... Come ....."
"Whew!"
Suddenly, before the word "come" was finished, a wisp of sword qi cut through the sky, like a golden thread sweeping, directly from his neck, along with the two green trees on the side, cutting horizontally together, as fast as lightning.
"Come on...... Save me! ”
The man finally uttered only one sentence, and his life quickly faded, and he fell to the ground with a thud, and died on the spot.
"If you dare to kill my brother, this thing can't be good!"
The cloth-clothed man with the jade pagoda on his head had a face as heavy as water, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Yuan Fan was silent, these people followed thousands of miles just to snatch the little white tiger, and they must be killed, he clenched the broken sword and pointed obliquely at the ground, with an invincible posture that was proud of the world.
"Shoot together, kill these two, and avenge the fifth brother!" The cloth-clothed man with the jade pagoda on his head spoke loudly, and when he saw Yuan Fan kill the stammering man with a sword, he didn't want to say much, and planned to work together to kill Yuan Fan and Chen Ling.
With a "hum" sound, the five people emitted divine power and brilliance, and sacrificed their magic weapons and weapons, and five rays of light flashed in the field, including jade balls, spirit iron rods, golden knives, and cold jade spears, all of which shot at the same time.
The cultivation of these five people is not low, four of them are in the Heavenly Lock Realm, and the rest of the cloth-clothed man with the three-story jade pagoda on his head is in the entrance and the ground, and he belongs to the Inner Dan Realm with Yuan Fan and Chen Ling.
The five of them were very decisive, urging their respective magic weapons and weapons, turning into five blurred figures, impacting up, and surrounding Yuan Fan and Chen Ling.
"Kill me!"
The cloth-clothed man with the jade pagoda on his head shouted, the jade pagoda trembled slightly and quickly became larger, and the light flickered, covering the sky above his head, and he wanted to fall down directly, crushing Yuan Fan and Chen Ling into pulp.
"Whew! Laugh at! ”
Yuan Fan and Chen Ling had a heart, the two of them trembled, turning into two afterimages, the division of labor was clear, Chen Ling dealt with the four monks of the Heavenly Lock Realm, and Yuan Fan dealt with the man of the Inner Dan Realm.
"Boom!"
Yuan Fan's face was expressionless, his big hand waved, and the sword in his hand turned into a sword qi and slashed upward, and the golden brilliance overflowed, colliding with the jade tower.
In mid-air, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, shaking the sky slightly, the air waves were surging, the ancient trees around shook, and with a bang, the jade tower was slashed out by the broken sword.
The cloth-clothed man was devoured, vomiting blood from his mouth, his pupils shrunk, and he couldn't believe that his jade pagoda would be split away by a broken sword.
"Town!"
He shouted "Town", and two wisps of light flowed between his two fingers, facing the jade pagoda is a little, and suddenly the three-story jade pagoda emitted a dazzling spiritual light, and it pressed down towards Yuan Fan, and the speed was so fast that it made people tremble.
"Crush me!"
Yuan Fan's speed was not slow at all, and with a wave of his big hand again, endless divine power attached to the broken sword, and this time he directly held the broken sword and turned into a golden light to greet him.
"Bang!"
The broken sword is a mortal sword, although it looks simple and unpretentious, but the power is unparalleled, and Yuan Fan became one, turning into a golden light, there is an indestructible tendency, this sword directly shattered the jade pagoda of the cloth-clothed man.
"Poof."
The jade pagoda was shattered, the man in cloth coughed up blood violently in his mouth, his whole face was as pale as snowflakes, and a sense of crisis rose in his heart, wanting to escape.
"Go!"
Yuan Fan's expression was cold, like a killing god, naturally he would not give him a chance to escape, and immediately urged the broken sword and flew over.
This sword is particularly extraordinary, the divine power is attached to the broken sword, shining, there are swordsmanship skills in the "Sword Sutra", the power can be called invincible, and few monks in the same realm can resist it.
"Whew!"
The cloth-clothed man's heart was like ashes, and even though he exuded divine power, he couldn't resist this sword, and his head was directly cut off, and he hated it on the spot.
At the same time, Chen Ling on the other side also stopped fighting, and the magic weapons and weapons of the four people were all shattered, and they fell in a pool of blood, completely lifeless.
"My Ling'er is powerful, one person fights four." Yuan Fan walked over and smiled slightly.
"Those four people are all in the Heavenly Lock Realm, so it's naturally easy to deal with them." Chen Ling glanced at Yuan Fan and pouted.
Yuan Fan nodded with a smile, and then scavenged the spirit stones of the six people, and kicked them all into the Baizhang deep pool in the distance, and the blood of the six people quickly infected the Baizhang deep pool.
"Buzz."
Suddenly, just as the two of them were about to leave, the earth shook violently, and the water in the deep pool tumbled, and a huge whirlpool appeared, as if a great demon was about to fly out from below.
"Let's go!"
Seeing this, Yuan Fan was shocked in his heart, guessing that there was a transcendent existence under the deep pool that was about to rush out, and without the slightest hesitation, he pulled Chen Ling to jump on the spirit iron sword and flew away from the field.
After a long time, the deep pool gradually calmed down.
"Bang."
At this moment, at the edge of the deep pool, a thick iron chain was thrown out of the water, breaking the peace, and at the end of the chain, a large bald yellow dog was chained.
"The pool is stained with blood, and this king is finally ...... got rid of the confinement, and I don't know which kind person saved this king...... Come on, come on, bring a few imperial soldiers to this king to show gratitude! ”