Chapter 62 The Promise Thousand Years Ago
The second figure who walked out was calm and heavy, carrying Xuanwu, and a strong sense of oppression came over him.
This time, the opponent didn't talk nonsense, and the heavy sword slashed directly towards Li Fan.
"Bang..." Li Fan swung his sword to resist, but his body was directly knocked away. The opponent's sword was too heavy. When the sword was slashed out, it felt like he was really carrying a giant Xuanwu beast on his back.
"Why can't your martial soul be integrated into your sword intention?" The other party asked Li Fan in a thick voice.
Li Fan thought about the other party's words, and the tall figure had also said before that whether it was Dharma or Martial Spirit, as a sword cultivator, they all assisted the sword.
His dragon martial soul, his strong energy, blood, and magic power all assist the sword.
Behind Li Fan, the golden dragon figure surrounded him, the sword intent filled the air, and gradually there was a heavy aura of power. At this time, the opponent's figure attacked again, and another sword hit him. The basalt turtle came down with the sword to kill, and Li Fan once again Was blown away.
The opponent attacked again and again, and Li Fan fell down again and again, but he stood up every time, and the sword intent in him became stronger and stronger.
Li Fan swung the sword in his hand again, and the golden dragon's shadow roared out, moved with the sword, and collided with the basalt beast. The two forces collided violently, and Li Fan slipped away without falling.
"The heir chosen this time also practices martial arts? He can withstand beatings." The Xuanwu figure said, and rushed forward again. Just as the opponent's sword was slashed, there was a thunderous explosion and hit the opponent.
But he saw the Xuanwu void stretched above his head, resisting the thunder. At the same time, strands of golden lines were winding towards the opponent, trying to wrap around 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 thread. But at the moment when the golden thread was cut, Li Fan thought, and a sword roared out, carrying thunder to kill the opponent. .
"Huh?" Xuanwu's figure had a strange look in his eyes, and his sword struck the flying sword, making a dull sound.
"Buzz..."
The second sword strikes, as fast as lightning.
Then came the third sword, the fourth sword... Li Fan's sword intention flowed around him, surrounded by nine swords, and he shot out with one sword.
The opponent waved the Xuanwu heavy sword, and a sword curtain was arranged around him. A huge Xuanwu shadow appeared there, and nine swords surrounded and cut it. They struck again and again, but they could not break the opponent's defense.
At this moment, nine swords were juxtaposed and blasted towards one location at the same time. Each sword was integrated with the strong will of swordsmanship and struck the sword curtain again and again.
At the same time, Li Fan's body also moved, and he stabbed that point with the sword in his hands.
The golden dragon roared angrily and opened a hole. The golden dragon broke through the Xuanwu defense and tore open the Xuanwu sword curtain.
A phantom stepped back, put away his sword and stood up. He looked at Li Fan and said, "You have a good understanding."
"Thank you, senior, for showing mercy." Li Fan naturally understood that with the other party's level, it would be easy to defeat him. Even if he was in a suppressed state, his understanding of the way of the sword was not comparable to his.
Therefore, the opponent is actually fighting him by suppressing his combat power to a certain extent. As for how much suppression, does it all depend on the opponent's will?
"Suzaku is not something to be trifled with, be careful." The other party finished his words and returned to the statue. Then a statue of a woman lit up, carrying the Suzaku Dharma on her back, and a stream of hot air swept over her.
The woman's eyes were sharp, and a Vermillion Bird Divine Sword appeared in front of her, slowly floating in the air, and the hot air flowed towards Li Fan. Li Fan clearly felt a dangerous aura.
"I only use one sword." Suzaku said.
As the words fell, Suzaku let out a long cry, and the Suzaku Divine Sword dropped down, killing Li Fan.
Li Fan looked at the falling Suzaku Divine Sword, but he didn't hide.
Sword cultivation, move forward indomitably.
Sword cultivator, there is no way out.
"Bang..."
Taking a step forward, he entered the realm of swordsmanship, and his aura instantly rose to the peak. His body and will were burning, and the fire of Suzaku was reflected in his eyes.
Li Fan drew his sword.
With only one sword, one sword, one sword determines the outcome.
The golden dragon shadow and the fiery red Suzaku collided together, and a hot sword air flow hit, but Li Fan seemed not to feel anything.
The Suzaku Divine Sword was gradually torn into pieces and turned into flames that filled the sky and dissipated. The woman stared at Li Fan, did not speak, and disappeared without a trace.
Li Fan took a deep breath, and the breath in his body weakened rapidly.
At the same time, the fourth statue lit up, carrying a blue dragon.
"The willpower is good." Qinglong's figure was extremely domineering. He looked at Li Fan and said: "Next, I'm afraid you won't be able to go down."
Li Fan stared at the other party, and he could somewhat understand why his master lost back then.
Heaven and man are in decline, and every sword is drained of energy and energy.
And the opponents, one after another.
As for those who practice, there are limits. He has entered the realm of swordsmanship twice and used the Nine Decays of Heaven and Man.
At this moment, the Qinglong figure stretched out his palm, and suddenly a sword stretched across the sky, and the Qinglong surrounded the opponent, extremely domineering.
"Go!" The other party pressed his palm towards Li Fan, and in an instant a sword exploded down, surrounded by real dragons.
The energy and blood in Li Fan's body seemed to be burning. He slapped his palm towards the sword. The dragon roared and roared, trying to grab the real dragon sword, but the real dragon sword directly crushed the dragon's shadow and suppressed it all the way down. .
Chichi... The Azure Dragon Divine Sword tore apart the dragon bit by bit. Li Fan tried his best to support it, but saw the figure of the green dragon snorting coldly, and another sword came down, crushing the dragon.
Li Fan's sword spirit turned into a sword, trying to block it, but it was still useless.
The killing Azure Dragon Divine Sword wanted to devour him.
At this moment, many figures appeared in Li Fan's mind, senior sister, old blind man, young senior brother...
If he falls, will the efforts of the senior sister and the old blind man be in vain?
He thought of the old blind man dragging his tired body back time and time again, bringing him good things to make up for his health. He remembered that his senior sister had led him to beg the villagers to take care of him, and targeted Li Shan again and again for him.
He thought of the days and nights when his little senior brother took him with him in the mountains and fields.
He thought of the people in the village. The butcher treated him to meat every day, and Grandpa Huai cut off the fruit growing on his body for him to eat.
He is able to stand here not because of his own efforts, but because of many people who lifted him above their heads.
A wave of sword intent spread out from his body, and the already weak aura rose again, getting stronger and stronger. His will was burning, and the energy and blood in his body were burning. His pupils turned golden, and there was a Roaring sound.
The sound of the dragon's roar came from his body, and Li Fan's sword intent was flowing all over his body, and he entered the realm of swordsmanship for the third time.
A sword was born and was extremely sharp. The golden dragon surrounded the sword and roared at the blue dragon above.
"Kill!" Li Fan raised his eyes and saw that the sword tore everything into pieces, killing Qinglong, and actually tore a hole.
But just as the sword was slashing at the domineering figure carrying the blue dragon on his back, a stern look flashed in the opponent's eyes and he said: "It's not enough."
I saw the swords above Li Fan's head being killed at the same time. The brilliant sword light was swirling around, like a killing sword array. Inside, a green dragon surrounded Li Fan's sword, and pressed down. , the sword force flowed downwards, and the destructive sword intent fell on Li Fan, trying to tear his body into pieces.
"Isn't it enough?"
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Li Fan's aura is weakening, heaven and man are declining, and every sword is the limit.
I drew my sword in despair, seeking hope.
What is sword cultivation? With the sword in your hand, you have no fear, no fear, no other, no self.
Many voices were recalling in Li Fan's mind.
Master Shigong, Heavenly Man and Nine Faints can strike out with nine swords.
Does he only have one sword?
If it's not enough, then use another sword.
Li Fan's life seemed to be burning, and his sword intent soared into the sky. He seemed to be integrated with the sword, and he was killing the green dragon in the sky. At the limit, he used the Nine Decline of Heaven and Man to release the second sword of Lihen.
The two swords merged together and became more powerful, tearing apart the green dragon, breaking through the sword array, and piercing the opponent's body.
The figure carrying the blue dragon on his back returned to the place and looked at Li Fan. He saw that Li Fan was still in the realm of swordsmanship and heaven, as if he was burning himself. He stared at the other statues. He didn't know how far he could go. , I just know that I have to move on.
"Congratulations on passing the test." The Qinglong figure said.
Li Fan was stunned, there were only four statues.
"This level tests your willpower. Whether you can break through and surpass yourself under pressure is also an ability that a top swordsman must possess." Qinglong continued.
After hearing this, Li Fan's breath weakened rapidly, and he felt exhausted.
It turned out that when the master passed down his swordsmanship, he was actually paving the way for him to come here.
Thinking of the old man who entered the imperial city with his sword, even though he only met him once, he left an indelible impression on him.
His master taught him what true swordsmanship is.
"Go." The Qinglong figure turned to look at the sword on the throne, and he himself returned to the statue.
Li Fan stepped forward step by step, and the feeling of familiarity became stronger and stronger, as if it was his destiny to pick up this sword.
Li Fan walked to the throne, his heart beating loudly. He stretched out his hand and held the hilt of the sword, but the sword did not move.
"Run the skills you have practiced to awaken it." A reminder came, and Li Fan used the sword-guiding method taught by his master. Suddenly, wisps of sword light fell on the sword in his hand, and the sword became brighter and brighter.
Suddenly, Li Fan's consciousness seemed to be fused with the sword, and countless pictures poured into his mind. These pictures were extremely chaotic. He seemed to have seen an era when the world was in chaos and demons were dancing.
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 has a wide circle of friends, meets many people, kills demons and demons, and is determined to make the world peaceful. He has many followers around him, several of whom follow him to practice swordsmanship, and gradually become great sword cultivators.
They struggled in troubled times, and the sword cultivator founded a sect and attracted talented people. The sword cultivator also met many like-minded friends, including a close friend who was extremely talented, generous, and extraordinary in strength.
They practiced together and slayed demons together. Their strength continued to grow, and their sect grew stronger.
This sect grew into the largest sect in the world and defeated the demons in the world.
At this time, the two friends also had differences of opinion, and eventually they parted ways. The sword cultivator took his followers and some people from the sect and went into seclusion, but some people followed his friends.
"Lishan Zong, Lishan, Dali."
Li Fan worked hard to absorb and digest these memories. The sect in his memory, Lishan Sect, was taken from the meaning of Li people and common people. It was the Li of Dali, not the current Lishanli.
This is a memory from thousands of years ago, Lishan Sword Ancestor and Emperor Taizu of the Dali Dynasty!
They were once best friends.
"Now that the world has been decided, we need a clear leader to rule the world. It would be better for you to be the master of the country."
"This is not my ambition. The power of the temple corrodes people's hearts."
"The sharpest sword in the world is in your hands. If you don't take charge of the world, who will take charge, won't it mean that the world will be in chaos again?"
"If you are willing, then do what you want to do. I will follow the sword and go into seclusion. If the world is peaceful, I will not care about worldly affairs. But you are in charge of the world. What will happen if the country decays?"
"You come and hold the sword and change the day."
"Okay."
The two made an agreement.
(End of chapter)