Chapter 281 The True Way of the Sword

Chapter 281 The true way of swordsmanship

I saw Feng Zishi wave his sleeve, bringing out billions of divine lights. ReadМ

The divine light condensed into a figure in the air. After the light faded, it was revealed to be a black sword.

The black sword stood in mid-air and suddenly decomposed rapidly, turning into small flying swords one after another.

"Take my move!"

Small flying swords filled the sky, stabbing Ye Fan in different directions.

After the flying sword left the main body, it swelled up in the storm, and soon it was larger than the main flying sword.

This is Feng Zishi's special skill.

Before he joined the nine major forces, he was also a fierce swordsman.

Because I sensed the aura of the Immortal Killing Sword of the Holy Mother Wudang, I followed the aura to find it.

And Ye Fan also saw this, so he used kendo methods to deal with him just now.

It was to make him mistakenly believe that the aura of the Immortal Killing Sword he sensed before was the one released by Ye Fan.

In mid-air, Feng Zishi looked down at Ye Fan, and he couldn't help laughing as he looked at the approaching flying sword.

"You can show off your skills even though you are a minor skill, let me show you what the true way of swordsmanship is!"

At this moment, he even felt that it would be too cheap for him to kill Mark just like that.

Then facing the overwhelming flying swords, Ye Fan remained calm and composed.

He just stretched out his arm and quickly drew a circle in the air.

And in mid-air, a Tai Chi pattern emerged.

Next, no matter where the flying sword stabs Ye Fan from anywhere, it will be absorbed by the Tai Chi pattern and disappear without a trace.

At this moment, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and sword energy swept out from the sky.

The black sword on the horizon was partially absorbed by the Tai Chi pattern, and now it was completely fierce.

All the remaining flying swords continued to be decomposed.

In an instant, thousands of sword lights were formed in the void.

And there was an unparalleled aura that could destroy the heaven and the earth, suddenly sweeping across this world.

On countless flying swords, streaks of black light appeared, continuously emitting light that stung people's eyes and spiritual sea!

Obviously, when Feng Zishi saw that Ye Fan had begun to melt away his sword skills, he planned to fight him desperately.

The essence and blood were directly burned, and the magical power of blood sacrifice was used.

Donkey Dao, who was already struggling to support himself, began to shrink under the unrivaled sword light.

"Hey, I've been living in obscurity for hundreds of thousands of years, am I still going to die here today?"

Donkey Dao sighed, with an inexplicable sadness on his face.

In fact, this black light was not aimed at him, it was just because it was within the attack range of the black light and was affected.

"Forget it, live and die in cultivation, this life is worth it!"

He gritted his teeth, activated the light around him, and suddenly raised his breath a little higher.

Even so, he couldn't hold on for more than a few breaths.

Just when Donkey Road was about to die, a man in white clothes floated in front of him, it was Ye Fan.

At this time, the Tai Chi pattern in front of Ye Fan also quickly melted the flying swords around him.

The Yin and Yang Pisces also swam beside Ye Fan, resisting all flying sword attacks.

At this time, Ye Fan was like a black hole, continuously absorbing flying swords approaching him within a radius of 100 meters.

At a certain moment, Ye Fan pointed his head, and the Fengzi Stone standing in the void suddenly fell down.

Immediately, the black light covering the entire valley also dissipated.

Feng Zishi's physical body was destroyed on the spot by Ye Fan's sword, and turned into a ball of blood mist, which dissipated invisible when the strong wind blew.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Feng Zishi decisively abandoned his body.

At this moment, he finally knew that Ye Fan's cultivation was far higher than him.

Even if he exerts all his strength and burns essence and blood, he is no match for Ye Fan.

Facing such a tough opponent, Feng Zishi could no longer resist at all.

Immediately abandoning the physical body, the soul is ready to escape.

This body was originally taken from him.

As long as his soul is immortal, he can continue to seize other bodies and make him immortal.

At this time, Ye Fan also saw Wang Chongyang, who had been teleported thousands of miles away, teleported back again.

"How much you can learn today depends on your understanding!"

After saying this, Ye Fan pointed his finger towards the void.

Feng Zishi deliberately avoided, but now the entire space was wrapped by Mark.

There was no way he could avoid it.

At this moment, Feng Zishi felt a surge of sword intent.

Lonely, lonely, but unwilling to be mediocre!

"Isn't this exactly the path I want!"

There were sparks brewing in Wang Chongyang's eyes.

As a time traveler, I originally wanted to make a name for myself when I came here.

He wakes up and holds the power of the world, but he lies drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman.

But now, he is slapped in the face by reality again and again.

Living every day was very frustrating, which was naturally not the life Wang Chongyang wanted to live.

He longs for great power, longs to become stronger, to stop being bullied by others, to rise to the top!

Seeing the sword intention displayed by Ye Fan now, something in Wang Chongyang's heart also vaguely resonated with it.

At this moment, Wang Chongyang entered a wonderful situation.

Ye Fan felt very relieved to see Wang Chongyang enter enlightenment.

The sword energy moved with his thoughts and directly penetrated Feng Zishi's soul. Now he really couldn't die anymore.

In fact, Feng Zishi is more suitable for this sword intention than Wang Chongyang.

It's just that he is too greedy, never satisfied, and doesn't know how to be grateful at all.

What he had done previously had already destined him to be doomed today.

Then the power of space appeared, and Ye Fan and Wang Chongyang reappeared in the valley.

"This is the Nine-Turn Golden Pill, I'll give it to you to heal your wounds."

Ye Fan took out a golden pill from the space and threw it into Donkey Dao's hand casually.

The latter looked at the supreme golden pill in his hand and felt very excited and excited.

With this Nine-Turn Golden Pill, he can recover from his injuries quickly.

And in terms of cultivation realm, he can also break through to another level.

But Donkey Dao did not take it just like that, "No, this golden pill is too expensive, I can't take it."

Donkey Dao's current injuries actually don't need to take this Nine-Turn Golden Pill, and he will recover in a few days.

He didn't do much just now, and he felt unworthy of it.

"It's okay to take it, I still have a few baskets here." Ye Fan waved his hand indifferently.

In the valley, Donkey Dao was shocked to hear Ye Fan's words.

The boss is a relative of Taishang Laojun, right? Are golden pills also counted in baskets?

Donkey Dao did not refuse, so he accepted the golden elixir and swallowed it.

In an instant, Donkey Dao's injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The next moment, countless auspicious signs such as dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns appeared on Donkey Dao.

The shackles that had troubled him for tens of thousands of years were also loosened.

"Ding, congratulations to the host's descendants: Wang Chongyang broke through the realm of warriors, and rewarded the host with the third level of saintly cultivation!"

"Huh? Why is there only this reward?"

Before, when Wang Chongyang broke through the foundation-building level, the system rewarded Ye Fan with the figure of the Holy Mother.

Now that he has truly embarked on the path of cultivation and become a warrior monk, is he rewarded with a small realm of cultivation?