Limitless Interpretations

"That's right." Ye Feng raised his hand, and someone on the stage threw out two scrolls.

Yan Wan glanced at the writing on the scroll and curled his lips and said: "It's okay to sign, but the key is...who do you think you are? Is a lowly life worth the life of this official?"

Click... Several bottomless gaps immediately opened under Ye Feng's feet. When he looked at Yan Wan again, his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

Not only him, but the surrounding warriors were also in an uproar. They suddenly felt that cutting Yan Wan into eight pieces, dismembering him with five horses, burning him with a cannon, and peeling off his skin with cramps were not enough to relieve his hatred.

His words are a perfect map cannon.

However, Yan Wan seemed to feel that this sentence was a bit inappropriate and turned around to face the warriors in the audience.

Just when everyone thought he was going to apologize or say something to redeem himself, Yan Wang said with a smile: "I'm not targeting him, I'm targeting all of you. I think you are all... cheap lives."

Ye Feng calmed down at this time: "How are you doing?"

"Let's take a gamble."

Yan Wan rolled his eyes and pointed at several Jiange bosses on the high platform: "Ye Feng's life is not worth much, but with the martial arts of your Jiange, it can make up for the difference."

Ye Feng looked troubled, he was just a disciple after all, and even if he died, he would only lose his own life. But if the sect suffered losses because of his involvement, he would be a little reluctant.

Several people on the high platform communicated and reached an agreement in a short time.

Ye Feng's master stepped forward and said loudly: "Which martial skill in my sword pavilion do you like?"

Without thinking, Yan Wang directly stated his goal: "Wanhua Guiyuan Sword Manual, Taishang Wuxin Sutra."

The man categorically shook his head and refused: "Don't be too greedy. You can only choose one of my secret skills in Jiange."

Ye Feng is his disciple, and it is true that he is a rare genius cultivated by Jiange. But it is absolutely impossible to exchange his life for the two secret skills of Jiange.

"Don't you have confidence in your own disciples?" Yan Wan chuckled lightly, opening and closing his thin lips, but revealing heart-wrenching words.

Ye Feng glared angrily and opened his mouth to speak: "You..."

But as soon as he said a word, he was stopped by his master. Seeing this man, he said sternly: "This matter is absolutely non-negotiable. Don't talk about it."

"Then it's the Taishang Wuxin Sutra, but I want it now." Yan Wan stopped forcing and took the opportunity to put forward his own conditions.

The man sneered and sneered: "Do you think you can understand it in this short moment?"

Yan Wang kept talking and spitting back without blinking an eyelid: "I'm afraid you will regret it later."

"well."

The man tossed his sleeves angrily, threw out a gilt book, and said: "You are sharp-tongued, and I am convinced. I don't know how much skill you have. It doesn't matter if the Supreme Being has no Heart Sutra and it can be kept in your hand for a while."

"Thank you so much." Yan Wan raised his hand to catch it, turned it over and stuffed it into his arms. His martial arts turned into white light and penetrated his eyebrows. He saw him signing his name on the life and death sign with a big wave of his hand and pressing his fingerprints.

The two parties exchanged signs of life and death, and Yan Wang turned to throw it to Song Xuanxuan in the audience: "Keep it safe, this is evidence, don't let people regret it later."

"Are you ready to die?"

Ye Feng's eyebrows stretched, like a sharp blade coming out of its box, bursting out with endless sharpness, which was completely opposite to the dejected attitude just now, and was full of aggressive evil aura.

bass……

The smile on Yan Wan's face gradually dissipated, and all the frivolity disappeared. Chi Xiao softly chanted for a long time, and crackling thunder condensed on his body, giving Ye Feng an invisible reply of affirmation.

kill!

The next moment, the two collided, and the momentum was much greater than before.

Thunder filled the ears, magic flames surged, and the already dilapidated arena was completely destroyed in an instant. The vertical and horizontal sword light swayed freely, setting off an overwhelming offensive.

However, he saw that Ye Feng did not give in at all, his sword power was like a surging river, hitting fast and fast. He let go of the restraints and had no scruples, and his moves showed off the edge of a swordsman.

Blood Soul Ring.

【Extreme Thunder Sword】

【Infinite Sword Step】

Yan Wan found an opportunity and immediately swung his sword to attack fiercely. The superb sword light was full of invincible sharpness. The moment he missed the opponent's weapon, he instantly cut into the vital point of his empty door.

"Don't you want the Wanhua Guiyuan Sword Manual? That's fine."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, he stepped down and quickly retreated. The weapon in his palm burst out with endless stream of light, like thousands of swords crossing the sky, turning into a torrent of sky and rushing toward Yan Wan.

"No matter what tricks you play, I can defeat all tricks with one sword."

Unwilling to be outdone, Yan Wan counterattacked, and with a turn of the sword, all the feints were gone. The sword shadow in the sky converged, and several feet of sword light clung to the red sky, hesitating.

Listen, the buzzing dragon roar resounds across the sky.

See, a beam of bright light breaks through the darkness.

Penetrating the sky and the earth, a purple-black light, like an extremely arrogant and wanton evil dragon, went upstream and cut through thousands of sword rays, going straight to the vital point in Ye Feng's chest.

Wan Jian...

Ye Feng shouted loudly, his soul power spread, and his hands formed sword seals.

Buzz...buzz...

The warriors watching around him instantly felt that something was wrong.

The weapons on their bodies were trembling and hissing, as if they were being pulled and summoned...

Hey, hey...

One handle, two handles...

Thousands of swords were unsheathed and flying across the sky. Driven by Ye Feng, they trembled as much as they could, and fierce auras filled all directions.

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan? Isn't this his nameless move?"

Yan Wan's pupils shrank and he took a deep breath. The restless internal force in his body was completely mobilized in a moment, running through the upper, middle and lower Dantian, and traveling rapidly in the meridians.

【Xuanji Lei Gang】

【Golden jade glazed body】

Thunder and thunderbolts were all applied to his body, condensing into a layer of armor that was as solid as substance and shone with magnificent light on his body.

But he saw Yan Wan holding his sword in front of his chest, taking off the sword case, folding his sword and putting it away. A trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes: "Let's see how this sword of mine can break your Wanhua Guiyuan."

"Return to Yuan!"

Ye Feng murmured, his eyes falling on Yan Wan, as if controlled by his soul power, hundreds of thousands of swords soared into the sky, emitting invincible sword light, criss-crossing, forming layers of sword nets, completely covering the enemy.

Click...

Click...

Every moment, the sword was shattered, and a broken sword fell to the ground, trembling slightly, as if wailing.

However, more swords will join in the next moment, making this sword network stronger and more... unbreakable.

No, something's wrong!

Gradually, everyone discovered something unusual.

The battlefield composed entirely of swords was actually moving slowly. Moving in the direction of Ye Feng, bit by bit, inch by inch.

not good!

The method of body building!

An idea flashed in Ye Feng's mind, and he immediately thought of what Yan Wan had exposed before, that his body was infinitely stronger than ordinary people, and he understood the key to it.

Wanfa Guiyuan is indeed powerful and can be used without fail.

It's not bad to use a warrior's weapon for your own use.

The problem was that these weapons were of different quality and could not fully unleash the power of martial arts. They could not break through the thunder armor on Yan Wan's body, let alone his powerful physical body.

what to do?

How to break this deadlock?

Ideas quickly popped into Ye Feng's mind, thinking about ways to break the situation.

His own swords are enough, but Wanfa Guiyuan wants to form a sword formation, not just one sword is enough, at least... five are needed.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he instantly turned his head to look at the high platform. With a bright light, he pointed and shouted: "Here comes the sword!"

Five streaks of light pierced the sky, dragging long afterimages of the sword light, and carrying the high-spirited sound of the sword soaring into the sky. They appeared around him in an instant, forming a sword formation with his sword, and rushed towards Yan Wan.

Six rays of rainbow light were like long ribbons, winding and circling vertically and horizontally, tightly binding Yan Wan in place, and supplemented by other swords, he launched a terrifying offensive.

Poof!

Yan Wan frowned and looked down at the sharp sword that passed through his heart. The flesh and bones locked the sword tightly in his body in an instant.

Pfft...

The second one goes through the shoulder blade.

The third one pierced the ribs.

The fourth one stabbed through the left arm.

The fifth one is inserted into the heart.

The sixth one, through the left palm.

"No more...?"

Yan Wang blinked, his long eyelashes trembling, and his half-open and half-closed eyes finally opened at this moment, revealing a crazy murderous intention.

The soul power exploded, and the swords around him were buzzing like flies. The roots of the swords were broken, and the sword web was torn apart in the blink of an eye.

"Huh... With such an injury, Ye Feng should have won."

"It's terrifying."

"I'll also look for a book on body-building martial arts tomorrow."

"Is this really the reincarnation realm? Why do I feel like the immeasurable realm is not as powerful as this guy?"

Different from the melon-eating crowd in the audience, look for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan． com The moment Ye Feng came into contact with Yan Wan's eyes, he felt unprecedented vigilance in his heart.

Never finished.

This battle is not over yet!

He gritted his teeth and tried his best to control the sword to break away from its restraints, but when it was divided into six parts, his soul power was too weak to allow him to achieve his goal.

"I blocked six of your sword strikes, and you only have to take one from me." Yan Wan licked his lips, and his eyes, which were different from those of ordinary people, glowed with a bit of stunning scarlet: "This sword is called..."

The right hand that had been holding the hilt of the sword was finally raised at this moment, along with the ink light that seemed to be able to cut through the space.

The wind stopped and the clouds dispersed.

Grass and trees turned into powder, and earth and rocks were annihilated.

A straight and slender sword mark slowly appeared on the ground, like an ink line drawn by an eyebrow pencil.

Yan smiled wildly, and in full view of everyone, he pulled out the six swords on his body and threw them on the ground casually.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the wounds on his body that were gradually healing. He put Chixiao back into the box and hung it diagonally around his waist. He turned around and came to the high platform: "This sword is called Beng Yue."

This sentence seems to be a switch.

The moment his words fell, all the visions disappeared.

The gentle breeze blew through Ye Feng's body.

Gradually, a line of blood appeared between his eyebrows, extending to the bridge of his nose, lips, chin, chest... and hips. Blood overflowed, and his body split into two halves and hit the ground heavily.

Yan Wan seemed unaware, and picked up his own first-place reward. After scanning the mall and finding that he was right, he summoned Song Xuanxuan and was about to leave.

Wow...

A group of sword pavilion disciples gathered spontaneously, drew their swords in their hands, and blocked Yan Wan's path. Everyone's face showed anger, and the murderous intention was obvious.