Sword Energy Reaches the Heavens

The second figure who came out was steady and heavy, carrying the Black Tortoise, and a strong sense of oppression came over him.

This time, the opponent didn't waste words, and the heavy sword slashed directly at Li Fan.

"Bang..." Li Fan waved his sword to resist, but his body was directly shaken away. The opponent's sword was too heavy. When the sword was slashed, it seemed to be carrying the Black Tortoise beast on its back.

"Why can't your Wu Po be integrated into your sword intent?" The other party asked Li Fan in a heavy voice.

Li Fan thought about the other party's words. The tall figure had said before that whether it was the Dharma image or the Wu Po, both sword cultivators, were assisted by the sword.

His Jiaolong Wu Po, his strong blood, and mana were also assisted by the sword.

Behind Li Fan, the golden Jiaolong figure surrounded him, and the sword intent was filled, and gradually there was a heavy breath of power. At this time, the opponent's figure rushed again, and another sword was smashed down. The Black Tortoise was killed with the sword, and Li Fan was shaken away again.

The opponent attacked again and again, and Li Fan fell again and again, but he stood up every time, and the sword intent on him became stronger and stronger.

Li Fan swung the sword in his hand again, and the golden dragon shadow roared out, moving with the sword, and collided with the Xuanwu giant beast. The two forces collided violently, and Li Fan slid back without falling.

"The successor chosen this time also practices martial arts? He is really resistant to beating." The Xuanwu figure said, and rushed forward again. Just when the opponent's sword was slashed, there was a thunder explosion, bombarding the opponent.

But the Xuanwu void was seen lying above the head, resisting the thunder. At the same time, strands of golden lines were entangled towards the opponent, trying to entangle the sword in the opponent's hand.

"The magic power is too weak." The opponent shouted, and the Xuanwu heavy sword directly cut off the golden silk thread, but at the moment the golden silk thread was cut off, Li Fan's mind moved, and a sword roared out, carrying thunder to kill the opponent.

"Hmm?" The Xuanwu figure's eyes showed a strange color, and the sword slashed at the flying sword, making a dull sound.

"Buzz..."

The second sword came, as fast as lightning.

Then came the third sword, the fourth sword... The sword intent flowed on Li Fan's body, nine swords surrounded him, and one sword after another killed him.

The opponent waved the Xuanwu heavy sword, and actually arranged a sword curtain around him. A huge Xuanwu phantom appeared there, and the nine swords surrounded and cut, and blasted down again and again, but could not break the opponent's defense.

At this time, the nine swords were lined up and blasted towards a position at the same time. Each sword was integrated with the powerful sword will, and blasted on the sword curtain again and again.

At the same time, Li Fan's body also moved, holding the sword in his hand, stabbing at that point.

The golden dragon roared and roared, breaking a hole, and the golden dragon broke through the Xuanwu defense and tore open the Xuanwu sword curtain.

A shadow retreated, put away the sword and stood. He looked at Li Fan and said, "You have good comprehension."

"Thank you for your mercy, senior." Li Fan naturally understood that with the other party's realm, it would be easy to defeat him. Even if he was in a suppressed realm, his comprehension of the sword was not comparable to his.

Therefore, the other party was actually suppressing his combat power to a certain extent to fight him. As for how much he suppressed, did it all depend on his mind?

"Suzaku is not easy to mess with. Be careful." After the other party finished speaking, he returned to the statue. Then a statue of a woman lit up, carrying the Suzaku Dharma image, and a hot air flow swept over.

The woman's eyes were sharp, and a Suzaku sword appeared in front of her, slowly floating in the air, and the hot air flow flowed towards Li Fan. Li Fan emotionally felt a dangerous breath.

"I only use one sword." Suzaku said.

After the voice fell, Suzaku made a long cry, and the Suzaku sword fell down and killed Li Fan.

Li Fan looked at the falling Suzaku sword, he did not hide.

Sword cultivators, go forward without hesitation.

Sword cultivators, no retreat.

"Bang..."

He took a step forward, and entered the realm of heaven and man in the sword path with one thought. His aura instantly climbed to the peak state. His body and will were burning, and the fire of the Vermillion Bird was reflected in his eyes.

Li Fan drew his sword.

Only one sword, the sword of Jian Yi, one sword to decide the outcome.

The golden dragon shadow and the fiery red Vermillion Bird collided with each other, and a scorching sword airflow rushed over, but Li Fan seemed to have no feeling at all.

The Vermillion Bird Sword was gradually torn into pieces, turning into a sky-high flame and dissipating. The woman stared at Li Fan, without saying a word, and disappeared without a trace.

Li Fan took a deep breath, and his aura weakened rapidly.

At the same time, the fourth statue lit up, carrying the Azure Dragon.

"Good willpower." The Azure Dragon figure was extremely domineering. He looked at Li Fan and said, "Next, I'm afraid you can't go on."

Li Fan stared at the other party. He could understand why his master lost that year.

The Nine Decays of Heaven and Man, each sword consumes all the energy and spirit.

And the opponents, one after another.

And the cultivators have their limits. He has entered the realm of Heaven and Man twice to use the Nine Decays of Heaven and Man.

At this time, the Azure Dragon figure stretched out his palm, and suddenly a sword stretched across the sky. The Azure Dragon surrounded the opponent, domineering to the extreme.

"Go!" The opponent pressed his palm towards Li Fan, and in an instant a sword burst down, surrounded by real dragons.

Li Fan's blood seemed to be burning, and his palm slapped the sharp sword. The dragon roared and roared, trying to grab the real dragon sword, but the real dragon sword directly crushed the dragon phantom and suppressed it all the way down.

Chi Chi... The Azure Dragon Sword tore the dragon into pieces bit by bit. Li Fan tried to support it, but saw the Azure Dragon figure snorted coldly, and another sword came down to crush the dragon.

The sword intent around Li Fan turned into a sword, trying to block it, but it was still useless.

The Azure Dragon Sword that was coming down to kill him wanted to devour him.

At this moment, many figures appeared in Li Fan's mind, including his senior sister, the old blind man, and his junior brother...

If he fell, would the efforts of his senior sister and the old blind man be in vain?

He remembered that the old blind man dragged his tired body back again and again, bringing him good things to replenish his body.

He remembered that his senior sister led him to ask the villagers to take care of him, and that she would leave the mountain for him again and again.

He remembered that in the mountains, his junior brother took him day and night.

He remembered the people in the village, the butcher invited him to eat meat every day, and Grandpa Huai cut the fruits growing on his body for him to eat.

He was able to stand here, not because of his own efforts, but because of many people who held him above their heads.

A sword intent emanated from him, and the already weak breath rose again, getting stronger and stronger. His will was burning, and the blood in his body was also burning. His pupils turned golden, and a roar came from his body.

The sound of dragon roar came from the body, and Li Fan's sword intent flowed all over his body, entering the realm of the sword for the third time.

A sword was born, extremely sharp, and a golden dragon circled on the sword, roaring at the blue dragon in the sky.

"Kill!" Li Fan looked up, and the sword tore everything apart, killing the blue dragon, and actually tore a hole.

But just as the sword was killing the domineering figure carrying the blue dragon, the other party's eyes flashed a fierce look, saying: "Not enough."

I saw the swords that spanned above Li Fan's head killing at the same time, and the extremely gorgeous sword light circled and swirled, like a killing sword formation, in which a blue dragon circled and hit Li Fan's sword, and pressed down, the sword force went against the current, and the destructive sword intent fell on Li Fan, trying to tear his body apart.

"Isn't it enough?"

Li Fan's breath was weakening, and the nine declines of heaven and man, every sword was the limit.

I drew the sword in despair, seeking hope.

What is a sword cultivator? With the sword in hand, fearless, fearless, without others, without me.

Many voices in Li Fan's mind were recalling.

Master Tianren Jiushuai can cut out nine swords.

He, only has one sword?

Not enough, then another sword.

Li Fan's life seemed to be burning, and the sword intent rushed to the sky. He seemed to be integrated with the sword, and he killed the Azure Dragon in the sky. At the limit, he used Tianren Jiushuai to make the second sword of Lihen.

The two sword forces merged together and became more powerful, tearing the Azure Dragon apart, breaking the sword formation, and piercing the opponent's body.

The figure carrying the Azure Dragon returned to the original place and looked at Li Fan. He saw that Li Fan was still in the realm of the sword, as if he was burning himself. He stared at the other statues. He didn't know how far he could go, but he knew that he had to keep moving forward.

"Congratulations on passing the test." The Azure Dragon figure said.

Li Fan was stunned. There were only four statues.

"This level tests your willpower. Can you break through yourself and surpass yourself under pressure? This is also the ability that top sword cultivators must possess." The Azure Dragon figure continued.

After hearing this, Li Fan's breath weakened rapidly, and he felt exhausted.

It turned out that when his master passed on the sword to him, he was actually paving the way for him to come here.

Thinking of the old man who entered the imperial city with a sword, although he only met him once, he left an indelible impression on him.

The master taught him what a true sword cultivator is.

"Go." The Azure Dragon figure turned and looked at the sword on the throne, and he himself returned to the statue.

Li Fan walked forward step by step, and the sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger, as if picking up this sword was his destiny.

Li Fan walked in front of the throne, his heart pounding, he stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt, but the sword did not move.

"Run the technique you practiced and wake it up." A reminder came, and Li Fan used the sword-drawing method taught by his master. Suddenly, a ray of sword light fell on the sword in his hand, and the sword became brighter and brighter.

Suddenly, Li Fan's consciousness seemed to merge with the sword, and countless pictures flooded into his mind. These pictures were extremely chaotic. He seemed to see an era of chaos and demons.

In that chaotic memory, Li Fan saw that in a chaotic era, there was a sword cultivator who had an adventure and traveled around the world.

This sword cultivator had a wide range of friends and met many people. He killed demons and was determined to make the world peaceful. He had many followers around him, and several of them followed him to practice swords and gradually became great sword cultivators.

They made their way in the troubled times. The sword cultivator founded a sect and absorbed talents. The sword cultivator also met many like-minded friends, including a close friend who was extremely talented, generous, and extraordinary.

They practiced together, killed demons and demons together, their strength continued to grow, and the sect became stronger and stronger.

This sect grew into a great sect in the world, and annihilated all the demons in the world.

At this time, the two friends also had differences of opinion, and finally parted ways. The sword cultivator retired with his followers and some people from the sect, but some people followed his friends.

"Lishan Sect, Lishan, Dali."

Li Fan tried hard to absorb and digest these memories. The sect in his memory, Lishan Sect, was taken from the meaning of the people, the Li of Dali, not the Li of Lishan now.

This is a memory from a thousand years ago, the Lishan Sword Ancestor and the Taizu Emperor of the Dali Dynasty!

They were once close friends.

"Now that the world has been settled, we need a wise leader to rule the world. It's better for you to be the master of the country."

"I am not interested in this. The power of the temple corrupts people's hearts."

"The sharpest sword in the world is in your hand. If you don't rule the world, who will rule it? Wouldn't it be chaos again?"

"Since you are willing, do what you want to do. I will follow the sword and retire. If the world is peaceful, I will not care about worldly affairs. But if you rule the world and the country is corrupt, what should you do?"

"You come and hold the sword, and change the world."

"Okay."

The two made an agreement.