Urban Madness

"The hesitant sword repairer shouldn't exist on my battlefield!"

Suddenly, the red-haired swordsman showed murderous eyes, and his sword intent spontaneously, with waves of sword aura carrying killing wind, continuously rotating in the space around him.

A wave of killing wind turned into a hurricane, approaching Ye Fan.

The red-haired swordman has lost his patience, and he wants to solve the trouble in front of him forever.

Ye Fan's eyes were tightly locked on his opponent, but how should he defeat the person in front of him? What does the other party mean by "hesitating sword repair"?

"Heart sword, sword intent, spontaneous..."

One by one nouns kept circling in Ye Fan's mind, and he was looking for the meaning of this moment.

Every battle arranged by Mr. Jinniu has its own meaning. Only by finding this meaning can he grow up in each battle.

Now, Ye Fan wanted to find the meaning of the burning sword furnace.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes glowed with sword light, and heaven and earth responded.

"Sword Qi Fenglan!"

With the finger of the sword in his hand, the sword aura is formed spontaneously, without the need for other magic weapons.

Is this... the meaning of the sword formation?

Up to now, the red-haired swordsman had never used a real magic weapon, but used his own sword intent to arouse sword aura. On the contrary, such sword aura was intangible and tangible, which made Ye Fan unable to cope.

"The sword follows my heart, the heart and the sword are one!"

Ye Fan stared attentively, and his sword intent glowed all over his body. At this moment, he seemed to be able to sense the infinite sword intent in the surrounding space, converging in his direction.

As long as he understands the true meaning of Heart Sword, the surrounding space is his own power.

"Heaven and Earth borrow swords!"

Ye Fan shouted angrily, between heaven and earth, the sword light began to converge toward him.

At this moment, he was like a sword god, standing majestic between heaven and earth, and he alone was the master of ten thousand swords.

"Ok?"

Feeling the rapid change of the sword intent on Ye Fan's body, the red-haired swordman showed seriousness for the first time.

"Creation-Break!"

The red-haired swordsman's sword intent has been exerted to the extreme. At the same time, all the sword shapes in the surrounding sword burning furnaces began to converge towards the red sword shape in the sky, fusing all the strength of the sword shape and the murderous aura of the red sword shape. Came to the pinnacle.

"Wan Jian back to me, kill without mercy!"

The red-haired swordsman merged with the power of ten thousand swords to create the supreme killing sword, which fell from the sky.

"Heart and sword are one, heaven and earth borrow swords!"

Ye Fan also exerted all his sword intent, his sword intent inspired the power of heavenly sword intent, this kind of power attracted all the sword power between heaven and earth, and had long surpassed the limit of self.

"Boom!"

The earth began to shake, cracks appeared in the sky, and the endless sword energy merged into Ye Fan's sword fingers.

Between mesons, heaven and earth are in it.

Buddhism shines, boundless merit!

"Zizzi!"

Under the support of the Golden Lotus of Merit, the shape of the sword in Ye Fan's hand is already taller than the sky.

"kill!"

The killing sword of the red-haired swordsman also fell, and then Ye Fan waved his sword fingers, and the endless sword light carried the power of heaven and earth, bursting out.

"Boom!"

"Crack, click, click!"

The two most powerful forces oppose each other, blasting infinite firelight, hurricane, explosive energy, shattered space cracks in mid-air...

All kinds of energy explosion methods are being staged. This is a contest between heaven and earth!

"Crack, click, click!"

Suddenly, under the destruction of the power of heaven and earth, various cracks appeared in the killing sword, and then it began to shatter.

"Sword intent returns, I am the sword!"

Ye Fan put his hands together, the endless sword energy, sword intent, and sword power returned to him, and even the fragmented killing sword and the sword intent on the red-haired swordsman returned to his hands.

Everything is quiet, and there is no dust in the world.

Ye Fan sat in midair, with sword intent all over his body, but he was unusually quiet.

"Zizzi!"

As the sword light flickered, the Feiyu sword in Ye Fan's hand also shattered.

At the same time, Wuxiangjian appeared in midair in front of Ye Fan.

"Zizzi!"

The infinite power converged towards the infinite sword, and finally, a brand new sword appeared.

"Mr. Named-Shura Blood Sword!"

When Ye Fan picked up this sword, the Asura celestial phenomenon appeared behind him!

Buddhism protector, asura celestial phenomenon!

"I succeeded."

Ye Fan finally smiled. He successfully unlocked the true meaning of the seventh formation. At the same time, after this battle, Ye Fan's understanding of swords reached a new level. This was something he had never thought of before. .

The heart and sword are unified, what a powerful sword intent, sword state, Ye Fan did it.

Looking at the Shura Blood Sword in his hand, looking back at the Furious Knife, the sword came out at the same time, the momentum of who was fighting for the front suddenly appeared in Ye Fan's heart.

"Swords and swords, but I am Ye Fan!"

Ye Fan showed a very confident smile, then put away the sword and double front, and moved on to a new journey.

At this moment, behind the seventh formation, a portal appeared.

"Wow!"

Ye Fan took a step and instantly blended into it.

After this great formation, absorbing the strength of the red-haired swordsman, Ye Fan's body style can already merge with the sword aura for a few seconds.

"It's really great. This kid's strength and talent are all eye-openers, and my husband's design is also exquisite. After each burst, this kid's potential is forced out. If this continues, if this kid Really fortunate enough to break through the 18th formation, then how strong is his strength?"

Dark Hell Minghu didn't dare to imagine that a stinky boy in his twenties could stand in Mr. Jinniu's 18th Heavenly Formation. What a strange thing.

At that time, when Mr. Jin Niu designed this final formation, he valued the talent of the warrior most.

"Ye Fan, you can't let me and my husband down!"

Dark Hell Minghu looked at the light curtain, at this moment, Ye Fan had entered the seventh formation.

In the outside world, Ye Fan has walked through the dark road, now the breath is stable, without any changes.

Jian Wuxiang has been observing and guarding.

He didn't want anyone else to see this passage, although he could not open this passage.

But relying on the genius' sensitivity, he can perceive that this place is definitely not a normal dark forest, but a gate to an unknown field.

"Little Junior Brother, how many surprises can you bring me?"

His mission is to find the most talented monk for Elder Yunshan, and then participate in the competition of the Evergreen Immortal Palace Wansheng Conference.

And the other forces in Hongmeng Town have begun to plan new actions.

It has been a while since everyone came to the Eighth Hall, but the harvest was minimal.

In a Fengshenling Tianjiao competition, they are not the winners. They can't make a living and get no benefits. How can they be willing?