Chapter 565: 1 Sword clear

Impossible and unreasonable...
Even the young master Chengtian was shocked by Fang Yuan's sword.
Can't figure it out.
He thought that Fang Yuan did not practice sword spirit at all, but he didn't expect his sword to be cut out, there was more than one sword spirit, and this is simply impossible. His sword intention is already in Chengtian sword cultivation Blessed by nature, so he produced nine sword spirits, and later got the sword spirit of Elder Yingjian Jianxianmin Elder, and even at all costs, she was also refined using secret methods...
At this point, it has reached its limit.
It is even said that among the practitioners of Chengtian Sword Dao, they are regarded as unprecedented and unbelievable.
It was his father, but he only refined a dozen sword spirits. The most important thing is that his father didn’t have the sword spirits of Yuanying Jianxian, so it’s not as good as him, but he How could you think that Fang Yuan had so many at once?
Although these sword spirits cultivated by Fang Yuan don't look like the best gods and spirits, they can't bear the large number!
Thousands of them, it’s scary to say so!
He simply didn't understand, even if Fang Yuan was able to refine so many sword spirits, how did he control it?
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"There is still such a hand?"
But when everyone else was shocked, Fang Yuan was also shocked.
He actually did not know the consequences of the sword.
In fact, he only survived the Dao Xinxin within the knowledge of the sea, and his sword intentions rose sharply. This magic seal sword was also developed, plus he himself knew that although his sword intentions were great, he was facing a commitment God, the young man, was afraid of winning, so he directly cast this sword, but after this exhibition, he discovered that this evil sword had been raised by himself for so long, it was so terrifying...
In the magic seal, there were countless souls of injustice. Before that, he knew that the blood was ups and downs in the sea, and countless blood corpses. In fact, every blood corpse is a spirit in the magic seal. When the sword was suppressed and smitten with his own sword intentions, there was such a scene that unexpectedly happened to him. Thousands of injustice wrapped up the sword and flew out, and the momentum was terrifying!
Even more frightening is that this is far from reaching its limit...
Fang Yuan could even feel that there were several terrible breaths in this evil sword.
"Wow..."
The young Master Chengtian's face changed a lot, and if he didn't want to, he hurriedly stirred up the elder Min's soul behind him, and suddenly a white sword light condensed on the elder Min's soul, and then spread with a bang It opened like a white horse, stretched out in front of him. Before and after, the covered dripping water did not leak, and he defended the erosion of these thousands of sword spirits.
Yuanying Jianxian is Yuanying Jianxian.
At this time, although there was only a sword spirit, it was also terrible after Cheng Tianshou's full destruction. That group of swords was like a mainstay, letting the raging waves, I will stand still and live forever. The thousands of sword spirits are separated into two parts.
And at this instant, Fang Yuan's eyes fell on Elder Min's soul.
At this time, Elder Min, the sword-inspired to the extreme, it seemed extremely real, lifelike, like a stranger, but it was obviously different from the previous, there was no half-faced expression on the face, like a puppet, I don't know how to use power, but I just swayed the sword heart and sword intention that I raised during my lifetime.
"Ugh……"
Fang Yuan sighed low in her heart when she remembered her prestige when she was chasing her.
At the same time, his eyes were firm.
"Wow..."
After the sword was cut out, he immediately walked with the sword, stepped on the Eight Wastes footsteps under his feet, and immediately went around the young master Chengtian. The sword intention rose sharply, and the evil sword in his hand turned into a red light, straight toward Chengcheng. God’s neck was chopped down and murderous.
"Ok?"
Whether it was Young Master Chengtian or everyone watching around, seeing Fang Yuan's movements was a little shocked.
"He has thousands of sword spirits, he just stands in the distance and destroys the sword spirits to attack, it is invincible, and he is in an invincible place. Why did he want to stay close to seek distance, he rushed to the main body of Chengtian Young Master to fight close, Isn't this the short of oneself, the long of attacking the enemy?"
It's hard to understand in my heart.
"Uh"
Fang Yuan's sword is extremely mysterious and extremely dexterous.
But I didn't expect that at the moment of no time, the Lord Chengtian suddenly crossed the sword, and he could stop this sword light, and then the black sword shook, arousing several black lights, strange Tangled towards Fang Yuan, at the same time his eyes were low and his mouth sneered: "You can deal with others with Kendo, but I? Ha ha, don't forget that we are all practicing Tiantian Kendo!"
"I am practicing Wujian Jianjing!"
Fang Yuan looked at his eyes and replied in a low voice.
The few dark lights reached him, and they were all swallowed by his swordlike appearance, and they were instantly crushed.
"What the is going on now?"
When Master Chengtian saw Fang Yuan's strong sword intention, a few greedy colors appeared in his eyes, and he suddenly gritted his teeth, and the elder Min, the god's soul, Jianguang Dasheng, appeared in his hand. Like a glory, flying hurriedly in the air, drawing a circle towards the ground, the surrounding layers of swords fluttered open, just like dividing this area from the world.
Fang Yuan and Cheng Tian Young Master are in this circle.
On the evil sword of Fang Yuan, the ten million sword spirits that were born were blocked outside the circle.
"Although you have many sword spirits, you still have to learn a lot about the control of sword spirits..."
Young Master Chengtian looked at Fang Yuan with a sneer and sneered. At the same time, above the Black Sword, nine black shadows suddenly flew out, just like the nine Dao Ling snakes, respectively, from different Fang Yuan to Fang Yuan's body. When he came over, he wanted to wrap him in...
Only this moment, Fang Yuan was caught in a boundless danger.
Jin Hanxue, who was not far away, did not know whether it was a worry or too much blood loss, and his face was gone.
But what Master Chengtian didn’t expect was that Fang Yuan was waiting at this moment, his teeth were clenched, and suddenly his body was surrounded by swords, swept to the surroundings, and his body walked at the same time. Nine Daojian spirits turned out of the gap, and then the pupil suddenly shrank, and then rose up with a force, traversing the evil sword, and slashing out towards a place.
Faced with this sword, even Master Chengtian was taken aback and hurried back.
But he soon realized that Fang Yuan's sword was not his own...
That sword was cut into the void.
"boom……"
There are very fine, very sharp, very slight sounds.
That sword just swept the void, but the figure of Elder Min in the air suddenly dimmed for a moment.
Master Chengtian was taken aback, and immediately reacted, angry and funny, and shouted: "You want to cut off the connection between this sword spirit and me, but this is a dream, this spirit has been refined by me , God and soul are related, how can you cut it with your swordsmanship?"
While speaking, the Black Sword shook again, and the Nine Dao Sword Spirits turned to Fang Yuan again, and the Sword Qi was excited and gathered like a net.
At the same time, even provocatively, the Elder Min's sword spirit was also upset. While protecting the erosion of thousands of sword spirits outside, he transformed dozens of white sword lights, just like a snowy wind It seems that the overwhelming head towards Fang Yuan is shrouded down. It seems that the left side of the body and the right of the front body are all dangerous. Actually, Fang Yuan has been forced into a dead end...
"Chopping constantly?"
But it was at this moment that Fang Yuan gritted his teeth.
A fierce hatred flashed in his eyes.
In my mind, it seems that at this moment Elder Min looked at himself!
Ever since he came out of the Sixth Palace, his eyes have been persevering in his heart, which has always affected his Dao Xin.
Then there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes.
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"This sword of mine must be separated from the world. How do you cut off the evil magic in your area?"
In a low roar, he suddenly did not hide and fled, and he swept straight into the air, slashing a sword into the void again, this young master was in the sword, after all, he was indispensable. Today, Fang Yuan is surrounded by Jianling Panheng. He rushed straight forward like this, but it was a flaw, so he rushed into the air, and then condensed a sword, and fell straight down.
But if this sword is unable to perform, he will be in a desperate situation.
Young Master Chengtian sneered, and spurred his sword intent, preparing to control Fang Yuan.
But what he didn't expect was that when Fang Yuan's sword fell, he suddenly withdrew his sword all over his body, condensing into one place endlessly, and as the sword was cut out, the sword's meaning seemed to become condensed. A line made to the extreme has separated the world!
"laugh……"
As the evil sword crossed a red light, a black line appeared in the void.
It was a sign that the void had been cut open by his sword.
Then this black line kept getting longer, and immediately, between him and Elder Min of Jian Min.
"Gabong..."
There is a subtle sound that only Master Chengtian hears.
Then he was surprised to see that the spirit of Elder Min suddenly lost all contact with himself, just like a broken kite flew out, and he himself, because of this sudden change, the spirit of the soul It hurts...
"How can this be……"
He subconsciously yelled out in silence, feeling terrified.
Although Elder Min’s sword heart and soul were forcibly refined by some kind of secret method, and the refining time is not long, it is not as good as the other sword spirits like the arms and fingers, and blends with his own soul. But, after all, it was refined into its own sword spirit~EbookFREE.me~ To some extent, this sword spirit is now like a thought of itself, and its ever-changing and inseparable spirit...
But how could one's own thought be cut off?
Frightened in my heart, it is indescribable for a moment, but it can be said that since learning the sword, it has not been so perverted!
"I am inferior to you in controlling the sword spirit..."
And Fang Yuan cut off the connection between Elder Min's sword spirit and Young Master Chengtian, then the sword domain under Elder Min's cloth naturally disappeared, and he took the opportunity to rush out of it, like a shadow, instant The room was ten feet away, the sword was on the chest, and then looked at the expression of Master Chengtian's amazement. He whispered: "But when it comes to the lack of swordsmanship, you really are not home!"
When he said this, his tone was really arrogant.
But at this moment, looking at Elder Min, who was out of the control of Young Master Chengtian, his intuition was lighthearted and his thoughts were open.
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