Chapter 1247: The grace of that sword!

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God!
This is the supreme title.
In the world, there are book saints, painting saints, medical saints, and so on. These are the ultimate of mortals, reaching the highest level in a certain field.
One step further, is the immortal, otherworldly, above all beings.
God, on the other hand, is a legendary existence, only heard by its name, but no one has actually seen it.
Even in the world of cultivating immortals, a strong man who is in charge of the universe and traverses eternity like Wei Lao is only known as the immortal, not a god.
But now, Ye Fan has a strong feeling that the upright and stalwart figure in the painting, sweeping the group of demons with a sword, open and close, has reached the realm of the gods.
If he shoots a sword, he will surely shock the nine heavens and ten earths, sweep the Three Realms and Liuhe, and will shock the universe.
No wonder Wei Lao had such a high evaluation of him just now!
Suddenly, Ye Fan's body tightened, and his chest was stuffy, and he felt the great fear between life and death. He trembled in the depths of his soul, and instinctively wanted to bow his head to court, and couldn't afford to be an enemy.
"Huh!"
Ye Fan shouted, forced himself to remain calm, gritted his teeth, and gave birth to an unyielding and fearless will.
Even so, the vast and majestic sword intent, still shrouded like a huge wave.
"a ha ha ha……"
Suddenly, Long Zheng Ling Yangtian laughed and said: "Ye Beichen, you are indeed a genius once in a hundred years! Ah no-this kind of aptitude, unprecedented, I heard that you even defeated the young master Ji who awakened Xuanyuan Saint Body, if so If you let you grow up, I'm afraid you can really become the master of the horrifying life!
However, in this "Sword God Swinging Demon Picture", there is the boundless will of the sword and sword, which is unparalleled in the world, and even the peak power can not stop it! Looking at the entire world, perhaps only the existence of Ji's ancestor and the Promise Devil Emperor can survive! Ye Beichen, no matter how amazing your talent is, you will definitely die today! ! ! "
Speaking of the last sentence, Long Zhengling's tone boiled with killing intent, and his eyes looked at Ye Fan as if he were looking at a corpse.
Ye Fangang was about to retort, and there was a sudden change in the court.
The Sword God in that scroll seemed to have really come to "live", and the power of the gods went up to the heavenly man and down to the heavy spring, covering the valley where the Long family was located.
In the distance, even though the members of the Long Family did not see the content of the picture scroll, they were still shocked by this worldly spirit.
Everyone, including Long Zhengling, fell to the ground and bowed in worship.
The only person standing in the field was Ye Fan.
But Ye Fan didn't expect that the sword would have such an extraordinary vision before he had a sword.
At this moment, he was under the oppression of invisible aura, which was even more torment than facing the Demon Lord.
More importantly, this is just a painting. If the sword sword Wuya himself stands in front, I am afraid that with a single thought, the small world around him will be shattered, and everything will be turned into powder.
terror!
so horrible!
Just when Ye Fan's heart was palpitating, a sword light suddenly appeared in his painting.
"Huh!"
The sword light was in the sky, and the flames were radiant, as bright as a star, illuminating a hundred li.
No one can describe the splendor and brilliance of this sword, and no one can describe the speed of this sword. This is not just a sword, but a "dao" that touches the origin of the world.
The sword contains the most profound magical principles of the Great Dao, evolving the sword to the extreme, either lightly, or heavy, or neutral, or decisive, or like the Yangtze River, or like a thunderbolt...
This sword has surpassed maneuvers, techniques, and techniques, and reached the realm of "Dao". Sword and Tao are integrated. Sword is Tao and Tao is sword!
Kendo powers!
The other swordsmanship in the world are like compared with them, and they are not comparable at all.
In Ye Fan's sight, only this magnificent sword was left, enough to make the sun and the moon dark, and the sky and the earth pale.
If a person who learns the sword can see such a magic sword, he will have no regrets even if he died on the spot.
What made Ye Fan even more amazed was that the sword also contained a will to move forward, more domineering than the fearless sword intent Ye Fan understood from the brave sword!
It is a kind of hegemony of reforming the old and changing the world, vowing to eliminate all the old and backward things in the world, and open a new path for this world.
If the world is dark and the light is no longer, this sword is the only light.
...
For a moment, Ye Fan was fascinated by it.
He could feel that this was definitely the most powerful swordsmanship in the world, and if he could steal a master from it, it would be of great benefit to his swordsmanship.
However, this situation does not allow him to be distracted.
In the blink of an eye, the dazzling sword light has swept in front of him.
At the moment of the moment, Ye Fan did not dare to slack off, and immediately summoned the Thunder Tribulation Sword, slammed it into the ground in front of him, and shouted:
"Ren Jianping all directions!"
Pei Ran Mo Yu's inner strength, like the Yangtze River bursting a bank, was madly injected into the Thunder Tribulation Sword, and immediately a pure white light column rushed into the sky, condensing a solid light barrier beside Ye Fan.
Immediately, that graceful sword light, carrying the might of slaughtering the gods and slaughtering the immortals, blasted above the light barrier.
Ye Fan has full confidence in this "benevolence sword".
The Beichen Seven Swords are the core unique knowledge of the Beichen School, and they are all top-notch techniques in the world of cultivating immortals. Now his strength has soared, and there are very few tricks in the earth that can defeat the light barrier.
Unexpectedly, the power of that sword light exploded geometrically in the next moment.
"Stab!"
Suddenly, a clear cracking sound came from the field.
There was a crack in the indestructible light barrier, and then the second, third, fourth...
After a few breaths, the light barrier had been riddled with holes and dilapidated, and then completely turned into powder.
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan's pupils shrank sharply into a needle-like shape, his face showed a devilish expression, and a huge wave was set off in his heart.
And after that sword light smashed the light barrier, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal until it cast off.
Between the lightning and the fire, Ye Fan urged all his inner strength, and all kinds of magical powers were displayed one after another.
"Four Spirits Protector!"
"Golden Light Armor!"
"God of War clone!"
The four sacred beasts, Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu, guard the surroundings like guards.
The avatar of the God of War with a height of more than ten feet is like a towering mountain, blocking the front as a meat shield.
And Ye Fan's body was dressed in a shiny golden armor, like a god.
But the next moment, the dazzling sword light still drowned him.
...
In an instant, the avatar of the God of War was blasted off, the incarnation of the Four Spirits Saint Beast instantly shattered, and the golden light armor on Ye Fan also fell apart.
"boom!"
The sword light hit Ye Fan's body firmly, causing him to fly upside down for thousands of meters, crashing to the ground, and smashing a big hole.
Looking into the distance, Ye Fan's body was completely wounded, and his body was covered with dense sword wounds, as if he had been tortured by Ling Chi.
And in the position of his lower abdomen Dantian, a huge blood hole appeared, completely pierced through, red blood gushing out like a fountain, looking shocking.
"Ahem..."
Ye Fan coughed and vomited blood, his face couldn't hide the horror, and he muttered to himself: "I... after all, I still underestimate the horror of this sword..."
He originally thought that with a lot of magical powers, he could weaken the power of that sword. Who knew that the power contained in that sword completely exceeded the peak blow of the powerhouse of heaven, and it could be comparable to the power of a nuclear bomb.
If it hadn't been for the Cangtian Overlord Body to have cultivated to the fourth stage, the extreme sword light would have wiped out Ye Fan.
On the other side, Long Zhengling's face also showed surprise, and said loudly:
"Ye Beichen, you are proud enough to be able to catch the sword without dying! However, since you see this picture, you can't get out of it, unless the road disappears, otherwise the sword in the painting will never stop!"
As if to confirm Long Zhengling's words, the sword in the next portrayed, shaking his wrist slightly, again with a sword volleyed into the air.
The sharpness of this sword seems to be a bit stronger than before.
With Ye Fan's current state, if he insists on this sword, there is no possibility of surviving at all, I am afraid he will die here.
At this moment, Beichen Xianzun Wei Lao's voice suddenly rang in Ye Fan's ears:
"Huh! Although this kendo is good, it is not completely flawless! Xiao Fan, this deity will teach you the third style of the Beichen Seven Swords. If you can learn it, breaking this sword is easy!"