Facing the attacking sword, Ma Fan raised his eyebrows, and didn't say much, just straightened out his finger and slowly pointed out.

At first, it was still a light finger, but later, the washing was like being wrapped in endless sediment, and the heavy and ferocious momentum suddenly appeared, and when the momentum climbed to the extreme, it suddenly condensed, as if the entire space was blocked, and under the pressure of a thousand heavy burdens, a sense of depression arose, and the depression was to the extreme, which was an explosion.

With a "boom", a large wave of qi was discharged, and the needle tip was against each other, and the majestic and sharp struck each other. Under the collision of the two, a trace of sword light on the finger sword that was pointed out collapsed and turned into a heavenly aura again. The sword that struck seemed to have been smashed by a giant hammer inside, and flew out upside down in an instant.

All this happened between lightning and flint, and at this time, Ma Fan really saw this sword clearly!

This sword is an ancient sword made of bronze, about two feet long, but because of the condensation of a large amount of sword qi around it, it looks extremely bright, like the sun and the moon, and it has some similarities with the sword qi clouds that are constantly attacking in the sky.

Trembling and wailing for a while, he finally stopped, trembling slightly, the sword body slowly tilted, the tip of the sword pointed at Ma Fan, wanting to step forward but not daring to step forward, very humane.

"Huh. Ma Fan's face couldn't help but show a slight discoloration.

As Ma Fan's cultivation became higher and higher, and his knowledge became more and more extensive, Ma Fan realized more and more that it was extremely difficult for weapons and magic weapons to have a little spirituality, and how difficult it was to open up spiritual wisdom, which could be described as the work of seizing heaven and earth. Since the beginning of the world, the number of spiritual treasures and divine weapons in heaven and earth is definitely less than the number of immortals, and the flying sword with such a high spiritual wisdom is extremely precious whether it is a magic weapon or a divine weapon.

Ma Fan opened his mouth, and three rays of light suddenly erupted from his mouth and nose. These three rays of light mixed in the middle of the way, turning into a mixed golden light, and instantly brushed onto the bronze flying sword, brushing away the sword qi around the bronze flying sword, and brushing its body into Ma Fan's hand at once.

Ma Fan held this bronze flying sword in his hand, this bronze flying sword. is still writhing like a swimming fish, trying to get out of Ma Fan's grasp. How is this possible?

Ma Fan didn't care about its struggle, just looked at the sword, but saw that there were two ancient seal scripts on the flying sword, "Dingguang".

Ma Fan couldn't help but shake his head, although this sword is extremely well refined, and the sword spirit in the sword is not weak, if Ma Fan got this sword ten years earlier, then this sword may be of great use, but now there is Chixiao who understands the seal. This sword Ma Fan will not be used.

"Maybe you can leave it to your future disciples!" Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Ma Fan's face, and he casually threw the Dingguang Sword into the Wanhua Ding.

"Ahh

Then a whistling came from behind Ma Fan. The whistling sound was extremely sharp, just like a sharp sword advancing at great speed, breaking through countless airs.

Ma Fan's face remained unchanged, and he never even turned back. But with a flick of his sleeve, his right hand poked out of his sleeve. The two fingers in the food were put together, and a sword light flew out on the fingers. This action is like just brushing off the dust, without the smell of fireworks.

In an instant, the sound of gold and iron clashing resounded, and the flying sword flying behind him was immediately swept back by Ma Fan's sword light.

Fang had just flown out a distance of less than a zhang, as if all the blows he had received before had burst out, and the entire sword body condensed slightly, and then collapsed.

An old man with a disheveled hair slowly appeared, but he didn't say a word. Only stared at Ma Fan with his already red eyes.

Ma Fan recognized this person as one of the six Taiyi True Immortals sent by Shushan before, and the one who came to guard the door of death should be Zhu Sanzi, and he also knew why he was like this.

The path taken by the Shushan faction is very different from that of ordinary immortal cultivators, and all their lifelong practice is on the sword, the sword is in the person, and the sword is dead. This is not just unconventional, otherwise it would not be possible to make a great name in this world.

What they pursue is "a sword to break ten thousand laws", what they want is the only sword, and there is nothing else, so the monks of the Shushan faction have only a sword in their lives, and they can give up any magic weapon, that is, the magic weapon of the Taiji diagram can be given up, but they can't give up their own flying sword, Ma Fan took this old way to practice a flying sword for a lifetime, and this is still a magic sword that is difficult to find between heaven and earth, but it is more serious than killing his parents, wife and children, and it is difficult for this old way not to go crazy.

Ma Fan smiled and said, "Why are you looking at me like this? Seeing that your hair is also very neat outside the formation, why have you become like this now, and your hair is angry?"

"Immeasurable Daoist, good, good, good!" said Yu Sanzi inexplicably, his voice was full of coldness!

Then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Uncle Shi!" "Uncle Shi"

Eighteen Shushan disciples suddenly appeared, and the female disciples of the two-faced god stage went to support the trembling Zhu Sanzi one by one, and everyone stared at Ma Fan deadly, if the eyes could kill, Ma Fan didn't know how many times he had been killed. Each of these people has a flying sword and several magic weapons flying around them.

Long swords, short swords, heavy swords, ceremonial swords, broad swords, narrow swords, soft swords, there are all on fire, shining with cold light, and there are only a dozen people who have almost all the styles.

Ma Fan thought that when he first passed through the meeting, he got the seal of a low-grade magic weapon, he was so excited that he died, and he felt that it was a supreme treasure, looking at these sharp swords in front of him, the worst were the best magic weapons, and the strongest were high-grade magic weapons, each of which was shining with treasure, and it seemed to be very powerful, that is, it could be regarded as a first-class flying sword if it was obtained from any sect, and if it was left outside, I am afraid that each one would even cause a bloody storm, but in his own eyes, they were indeed garbage-like things.

"It seems that I am not old, but my heart has begun to grow old, and I feel old when I have nothing to do. ”

"Counting through the first twenty years, I am now over sixty years old, Yijiazi! In the past, shijie, where dare I imagine that I will be like this after Yijiazi. ”

"I don't know if I can go back to my original shijie? I don't know when I can go back? After I go back, I don't know what the family is like anymore? Are my parents still there? More than 60 years!"

"Who got me here?"

"He has so much ability to get me here, so what else can't he do? ”

"Could it be that he just wants to see me struggling here and like to see me struggling for fun?"

"I think I'm a weak college graduate, I don't even dare to kill chickens, after I arrived here, I was forced to keep fighting, keep killing, not only people, cows, ghosts, snakes, gods, demons, and fairies, I have killed them all, I can't remember the dead creatures on my hands, who arranged all this? Who is playing with me like this?"

At this time, Ma Fan couldn't help but think about it, and when he thought about it, his heart couldn't help but be confused.

"He seems to be a little abnormal!"

"It's a little abnormal, maybe it's an opportunity!"

"Shoot with all your might, you don't have to keep it!"

Seeing Ma Fan standing there in a daze, his face changed, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but the somewhat desperate hearts of the people of the Shushan faction gave birth to a little hope, and they passed on the news to each other one by one, and they agreed to kill Ma Fan with one blow.

Several sharp and terrifying whistling sounds remembered, eighteen flying swords, more than twenty magic weapons, carrying a huge might, tearing everything like thunder, roaring towards Ma Fan, eighteen flying swords, the light of more than twenty years of magic weapons became a face, and Ma Fan was submerged at once.

"Jingling", "boom", "boom", "clang", "knock", all kinds of sounds are endless.

The sound slowly subsided, and the heavens and the earth calmed down, and all kinds of sharp swords spread all over the field of vision, either laid out like weeds on the ground or half-inserted into the ground. Standing like a tombstone, all decayed and broken, none of them intact. Countless fragments of magic weapons and magic weapons were scattered all over the ground, and more than a dozen Shushan Sect disciples looked at Ma Fan with horror on their faces.

Ma Fan stood quietly, without moving a single step, two rays of light in front of him, one white and one black, were rotating around him, these two rays of light were transformed by the two qi of yin and yang, and everything just now was caused by these two rays of light.

Although Ma Fan didn't speak, and he didn't make too many movements, but with the magic weapon flying sword all over the ground, it made him look extremely terrifying, and a wave of contempt was revealed.

"Back then, I was an ant-like existence in front of these people, but now they are an ant-like existence in front of me, and I can easily kill them without moving my hand. Maybe I was still like an ant in front of the person who controlled everything behind my back, but as long as I don't keep practicing and keep xiangshang, one day I will stand at the same height as him, or even surpass him, and then everything will be unraveled. ”

"Strength! It's a good thing, only the strong can control their own destiny, and I must continue to strengthen my strength. ”

Thinking of this, a light flashed in Ma Fan's eyes, and he raised his head to look at the nineteen people in front of him and said slowly: "Surrender to me, or die!"

"Phew, stop dreaming, we'd rather die than bow down to you. A female monk of the Shushan sect scolded angrily.

A smile appeared at the corner of Ma Fan's mouth, and the Chixiao Sword appeared in his hand, and with a slight wave, a long black light suddenly flickered, and as soon as this black light appeared, it covered everything around him, showing its edge to the fullest, and its incomparably fierce.

"So strong!" "So sharp" "So fast" The disciples of the Shushan Sect only had time for a brief moment of astonishment to flash in their minds, and they were all destroyed, leaving only Zhu Sanzi standing alone opposite Ma Fan.

"Do you still want to resist?" Looking at the Zhu Sanzi in front of him, Ma Fan said contemptuously, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the Chixiao Sword in his hand was gently raised again. (To be continued.) )