Ungodly Evil Spirit

"brush……"

While rushing forward, a unique mask appeared in front of Yutong to resist the sharp sword power of this transparent long sword.

"Kacha Kacha..."

As he approached, Yutong's face suddenly flushed, and the mask shook violently, and dense cracks began to appear, rippling towards the surroundings at an extremely fast speed.

Yutong secretly said in his heart that it was not good, but it was too late for it to end, a horrible sword light directly rippling from the unique long sword, containing the power of smashing the world, and smashing Yutong's mask in an instant , And knocked it out.

"Be careful……"

Fu Li exclaimed when he saw this scene, and his body retreated violently.

"puff……"

Yutong spurted blood in the air, and his body was covered with sword marks. At this moment, it seemed as if he had lost consciousness and was falling continuously.

"Brother Yutong..."

Seeing this scene earlier, the female disciple rushed up to catch Yutong in midair.

If it falls in the big river below, it will soon be washed away by the turbulent river water, and then it is not known whether it is alive or dead.

Seeing Yutong's pale complexion, many disciples of the World Honored Palace fell silent for a while. The sword was too terrifying. With a ray of sword light, Yutong, who had already stepped into the fourth stage realm, could be severely injured and even lost consciousness.

"I have already said that this place is extremely dangerous, and with your strength at the moment, it is not enough to make these divine swords surrender!"

There was tension on Fu Li's face, as well as a look of helplessness.

If the people of the World Honored Palace had an accident in the Sword-forging Villa, it would be very troublesome to investigate it at that time.

Fu Li just wanted these people to take five swords and walk away honestly, and don't have too many guts.

"Hmph, we are already the pinnacle of geniuses in Nanban, except for us, who can take these sword soldiers, even if you are your own disciples of the Sword Casting Villa, I'm afraid they can't do it!"

Although they have experienced failures, these people in the World-Honored Hall did not flinch, on the contrary, they got angry.

Most of them were able to enter the depths of the Ten Thousand Sword Canyon after seeing Baisha's face. How could they miss such a good opportunity?

Divine Weapon and Holy Weapon have different potentials. In some respects, Divine Weapon is more powerful because it has many possibilities for transformation and can give birth to infinite potential.

"Sister, let me try..."

Suddenly a male disciple gritted his teeth and asked for instructions.

"Be careful!"

Baisha finally spoke, with a beautiful voice and a touch of majesty.

"No need to try, you can't take this sword today!"

At this moment, an untimely voice suddenly appeared, with a certain tone.

"brush……"

Everyone turned around and followed their voices, only to see a figure in a black robe appeared behind them for some time, looking at them faintly.

"you again!"

Seeing the visitor, the faces of all the disciples of the World Honored Palace sank, and Fu Li said with joy: "Brother Fan, you... why are you here!"

"I'll get something!" Ye Fan nodded friendly towards Fu Li and explained briefly.

"Boy, why do you say that we can't take this sword?" The female disciple asked Yutong immediately after taking a pill.

Ye Fan's words are contempt for them, intolerable.

"It's very simple, because this sword is mine!"

Ye Fanyu said in a surprising way, and added: "If you have the ability, you can choose other swords in this neighborhood, but with your strength, I'm afraid that you won't be able to get the swords nearby. It's safer to go outside. a little."

"You...do you dare to speak wild words again and again, do you really think we're afraid of you?"

The female disciple was already unbearable at this moment, speaking in front of her was too arrogant, and she didn't put them in her eyes at all.

Hearing this, Ye Fan just sneered, and at the same time walked in the direction of the sword step by step.

That transparent long sword was exactly the Heavenly Sword that was recast by Jian Ancestor himself. Although it was more refined than before, and its aura became stronger, Ye Fan recognized it at a glance.

"Stop for me, otherwise we will be welcome!"

Ye Fan's successive provocations caused all the people in the World Honored Hall to burn with anger. The people lined up in a row and all stopped in front of Ye Fan, including the seriously injured Yutong.

"Human patience is limited. If you can't get the sword, is it possible to stop me from taking the sword?"

Seeing that everyone is so rascal, Ye Fan, who originally didn't want to be familiar with them, finally became angry at this moment, and his face sank.

The group of disciples in front of the Temple of the World-Honored One were really deceiving people too much.

"This sword has been taken by us, you are not qualified!"

Yutong Qiang hung his weak voice and scolded Ye Fan.

"I didn't expect that when I took the sword once, I would meet a group of rascals. You people in the World Honored Palace, is it possible that Chengdu is so proud and arrogant, thinking that the whole world is revolving around you?"

Ye Fan smirked, his aura had a tendency to float.

"Since you know that we are from the Hall of the World's Lord, you still dare to confront us!"

Yutong looked confused, only to feel that the person in front of him became more incomprehensible.

As the best in Nanban's first sect, anyone who meets them must be respectful, even the master of a sect, just like a kendo student, he has to be polite.

"Not only contradicting, I have to teach you all, get out of my way!"

As Ye Fan spoke, the accumulated strength suddenly exploded, and a faint golden light appeared on Ye Fan's body, constantly rippling outwards, illuminating the entire canyon in an instant.

"Ok... so strong, even better than before!"

The figures of Yutong and others were constantly being shaken back, in the golden light, like a small boat on the sea, rippling with the wind, there is no possibility of struggle.

Ye Fan's enemy at this moment is already the top powerhouse, top genius of the Western Wilds, the top genius of Nanban at this moment, it is nothing to him, but one person is a bit special, this person is Baisha.

"Humph!"

Just listening to Baisha's hum, not only didn't his figure move, but also pulled Yutong and others back in the Buddha's light.

"There is a saying that dogs don't stand in the way, now you should understand it!"

Ye Fan said faintly, and continued to move forward.

At this moment, everyone in front of him, except Baisha, was pale, and there was no power to stop him.

"You are too much!"

Bai Sha stared directly at Ye Fan, who was slowly approaching, biting her teeth, and said coldly.

The words behind Ye Fan made her very angry, even more angry than Ye Fan hurt Yutong and others.

Because she was the one who stood in the way, and the words Ye Fan used to describe it naturally scolded her.

"It's you who are looking for things all the time. It's your ridiculous vanity at work. Get out of the way and don't waste my time!"

Ye Fan broke the key with a single word, and said simply.

He knows that Baisha is not weak, but what about it? No matter how strong the strength is, the opponent can't become the master of the heavenly sword, it will only be him.