The secret realm of the Sword Dragon Valley, the world of the heart of the sword.

Suddenly, a law of power, like a divine dragon, lay across the void of the Kenshin world. In an instant, the creatures in the Kenshin World felt their hearts suffocate, and their eyes stared blankly into the void, and a great terror lingered in their hearts.

Yang Yufan's eyes slowly opened, and there was infinite murderous aura in them. And as Yang Yufan opened his eyes, the white light shield that protected him was also taken back by the 'Ten Thousand Sword Ancestor Fu'.

"Yang Yufan, quickly hand over the 'Ten Thousand Swords Ancestral Talisman' to the deity, the 'Ten Thousand Swords Ancestral Fu' is not something that a low-level race can have. The first one stepped in the void, as if he was stepping on the ground, and he waved the multicolored giant sword in his hand, threatening Dao.

"Inferior race, 'Ten Thousand Swords Ancestral Fu'. Yang Yufan sneered in his heart, after the inheritance of the 'Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor Fu', he finally knew why, the Chixiao Sword Venerable had obtained the 'Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor Fu' for so many years, and he had never obtained the reason for the transmission.

It turned out that this 'Ten Thousand Swords Ancestral Talisman' was specially prepared by the Sword Heart World for an outside trialist like him. Only people who comprehend the Illusory Sword Heart and are from the outside world can refine the 'Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor Fu', and the first one wants to refine the 'Ten Thousand Swords Ancestral Fu' is simply wishful thinking.

"First, you're really pathetic. What you've been chasing all your life, if you finally find out that it's not for you, will you go crazy?" Yang Yufan said lightly.

"The deity doesn't know what you're talking about, as long as you hand over the 'Ten Thousand Swords Ancestral Talisman', then it's for the deity. The first one said domineeringly, he didn't believe what Yang Yufan said at all.

"Since you want it so much, the deity will give it to you. "Yang Yufan was not talking nonsense, his eyebrows were white and bright, and the 'Ten Thousand Sword Ancestor Talisman' flew out of it and headed towards the first one.

The first statue was full of colorful light, and he did everything that could happen, and then he condensed a multicolored palm in the void and grabbed it towards the 'Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor Fu'. However, at this moment, a flash of white light suddenly flashed on the 'Ten Thousand Swords Ancestral Talisman'.

In an instant, the eyes of the first statue widened, and there was a look of horror in them. He found that the space around him seemed to be blocked by a vast force, and he couldn't move.

Yang Yufan sneered, and a terrifying killing intent was released in his eyes. As soon as he stepped on his feet, like a sharp sword, he instantly came to the front of the first one, raised his fist and struck him in the chest. Even the colorful big hand he played was condensed in the Thunder Void,

This punch contains all of Yang Yufan's anger, and this punch carries the law of perfect strength, and it has the power of 'Ten Thousand Swords Runes'. In an instant, the defenses on the first body shattered.

In the first statue's wide-eyed gaze full of fear, Yang Yufan's fist seemed to be slow, but in fact, it slammed into the first's multicolored battle armor at a speed that surpassed the induction of the soldiers' souls.

Click!

The colorful battle armor that Chixiao Sword Venerable could only break through with all his strength was smashed by Yang Yufan's easy punch.

With a "boom", Yang Yufan's whole person crossed over from the first body more than ten meters high, and he stood behind the first statue without a drop of blood stuck to his body.

"How can it be so strong?" the first deity shouted unwillingly: "How can you control the power of the 'Ten Thousand Sword Characters', even if it is the Chixiao Sword Venerable with thousands of years, it has never been as skilled as you, and the deity is unwilling!"

"That's not what you need to know!" Yang Yufan's cold voice came from behind the first statue, only to see him turn around and step down with his big foot, the law of strength worked on his feet, and he stepped on the first wide back with one foot, just stepping on his body and falling towards the ground.

Tick tock!

Drops of multicolored blood drip from the sky.

"Click!" A fourth-level spirit soldier who was fighting below was unfortunately hit, and in an instant, it turned into a fragment of a spirit soldier and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, the big battle, which was still noisy, stopped in an instant. All the spirit soldiers and souls all looked up in unison, looking into the void.

"How is it possible, the first... Boss, just like that?!"

Boom! Yang Yufan's domineering feet landed on the ground, his cold eyes swept in all directions, and wherever he swept, the spirit soldiers and souls of the soldiers involuntarily trembled, not daring to look at Yang Yufan's eyes.

Yang Yufan stepped on the body of the first statue, his body was much smaller than the first statue, giving people the feeling of an ant stepping on an elephant. However, Yang Yufan is only an ant, blooming with terrifying might, as if it is an ancient sacred mountain, suppressed on the body of the first one, and no matter how much he uses the strength of his body, he can't shake Yang Yufan's suppression.

The first statue spat out a few mouthfuls of colorful blood, and his body was slowly healing by Yang Yufan's humanoid hole, but this wound was hit by the power of the 'Ten Thousand Sword Ancestor Fu', even if he had the strong healing ability of the Law of Wood, it would not be easy to recover.

But no matter how strong his recovery power is, will Yang Yufan give him a recovery?

"Yang Yufan, let go of the deity and hand over the 'Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor Fu', otherwise, the people of the Chixiao Sword Sect will have to die. Even if the first statue was stepped on by Yang Yufan, he still said arrogantly.

"Leave you alone. Yang Yufan sneered, and the law of power under his feet exploded violently, and infinite power was released from his feet. Listening to the "click", I don't know how many bones were broken by the first statue, and suddenly, the first statue spit out another mouthful of blood.

At this time, Yang Yufan's cold voice came out: "First Zun, haven't you figured out your current state yet?"

"Stop! Stop! Qingyu Sword Venerable, if you don't stop, Elder Ben will pinch the sword heart of the girl of the Chixiao Sword Sect. At this moment, a ninth-level elder of the Liyan Sword Sect, holding a red long sword in one hand and pressing the heart-shaped gem of the long sword with the other, said as he walked over.

Yang Yufan's sharp eyes swept towards the ninth-level elder of the Liyan Sword Sect who walked over, and in an instant, this Liyan Sword Sect elder felt that a powerful force was pressing on his soldier soul, making it difficult for him to move an inch.

"Qingyu Sword Venerable!" the elder of the Liyan Sword Sect gritted his teeth and squeezed out these four words from his mouth. "Damn!" Yang Yufan withdrew his coercion with an unsightly face.

At this moment, the soldier spirit of the sword floated out of the red sword and shouted at Yang Yufan: "Yang Yufan don't care about me, kill the first, kill the first, kill the ......"

"Shut up!" The elder of the Liyan Sword Sect snorted coldly, and with a single press of his big hand, he pressed the soldier soul of the sword back into the red sword body.