Chapter 4781: Sword Soul

"too weak."
Xiao Fan stood on the steps, looking lightly at the two supreme realms a few meters away from him.
The two of them stared at Xiao Fan ferociously, with a hideous expression on their faces.
They wanted to stand up, but found that their bodies were completely disobedient. They crawled several times, unable to stand up, and fell to the ground.
Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man felt inexplicable fear.
One hit almost killed two supreme realms in a second. What kind of strength does this have?
He believed that if Xiao Fan really wanted to kill, the two people would have died.
"I want to go in, you want to stop me?" Xiao Fan looked at the middle-aged man lightly.
The tone is very plain, but domineering sideways.
The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva, gritted his teeth, and stepped in front of Xiao Fan: "If you want to go in, step over my corpse."
"as you wish!"
Xiao Fan nodded faintly, spread his right hand, and the Shura sword appeared as its main body. The sharp sword aura raged, and the void was directly torn apart.
"Ancestral King Artifact!"
The middle-aged man only felt his scalp numb and his skin was extremely tingling.
Puff!
Xiao Fan hadn't made a move, blood was already splashing on his body, and this was just the sword aura of the Shura sword.
"Aren't you a sword repairer? It just so happened that I am also good at playing swords." Xiao Fan grinned, and between his hands, the Shura sword suddenly burst out from the sword light, which suddenly penetrated the middle-aged man's chest.
The middle-aged man coughed up blood repeatedly, and his body was completely disobedient.
"Roar!" He roared, his entire popularity skyrocketed, and a golden light burst out all over his body, like the phantom of a peerless divine sword.
The middle-aged man was immersed in the phantom of the sword, like a sword coming to the world.
"Sword Soul?" Xiao Fan was slightly surprised when he saw this scene.
Sword Soul, he had only heard of this kind of thing.
Rumor has it that if you cultivate to the highest level of peerless sword practice, you will smelt your own sword soul, which is equivalent to your own second soul.
In a sense, it is very similar to Battle Soul, but more powerful.
Huhu!
Suddenly, the middle-aged man's whole body burst out with sword light, like a sword river whizzing towards Xiao Fan, instantly flooding the void.
When Xiao Fan returned to his senses, he found that he was already above the sky.
The power of time and space?
Xiao Fan looked at the middle-aged man with a slight surprise. It seemed that this man was not only a peerless sword repairman, but also understood the power of time and space.
However, this power of the origin of time and space is completely negligible compared to what he has realized.
"Sword hiding!"
Xiao Fan whispered, and the Shura sword trembled slightly.
Void sword energy trembled, and the sky full of sword energy burst out of the middle-aged man in vain, directly tearing his body to pieces.
The middle-aged man's body recovered again, quickly backed away, looking at Xiao Fan in horror.
He couldn't understand how Xiao Fan stimulated the origin of the kendo in his body and was able to kill himself.
At this moment, his eyes on Xiao Fan were full of fear.
Xiao Fan was also a little dazed. The power of "Sword Hidden" just now seemed to be much stronger than usual.
Soon Xiao Fan understood that this person was a sword repairman, and his body was originally a gathering place for the power of the sword.
As long as it is slightly urged, the power of the explosion is countless times stronger than other people.
If so, isn't he the nemesis of sword repair?
For a long time, Xiao Fan didn't feel that the original skill of "Sword Treasure" was so useful, at most it was just a sneak attack while the enemy was not prepared.
But now it seemed that Jian Zang was far more terrifying than he thought.
In order to confirm this idea, Xiao Fan rushed forward and displayed it again.
Puff!
Hardly any accident, the body of the middle-aged man once again turned into blood.
The middle-aged man who regained his physical body was still calm before, looking at Xiao Fan like a monster, his face full of fear.
"It seems that you can't stop me!" Xiao Fan smiled and glanced at the middle-aged man before disappearing in vain.
When he appeared again, he was already on the steps of the Hall of the Nine Deaths.
When the two people saw Xiao Fan's return, their faces were filled with incredible expressions.
Even if he kills the middle-aged man, this is too fast!
Before the two of them could speak, Xiao Fan raised his hand and waved, the two of them were suddenly wrapped in a huge wind, and before they recovered, they had plunged into the sea of ​​blood.
Xiao Fan looked at the half-opened palace door, took another look at the high-altitude battle, and took a deep breath and walked in.
Just stepping into the Hall of the Nine Deaths, a fierce killing sword aura swept across, and Xiao Fan only felt a tingling pain in his skin.
Cang!
The Shura sword appeared, directly blocking those swords back.
Xiao Fan realized that the scenery in front of him was different from what he had imagined.
This is not a hall at all, but a gloomy starry sky.
In the starry sky, sword qi danced wildly in the sky, surging surgingly, with crisp sword sounds.
Wan Jian roared angrily. This momentum was hard to describe in words. Xiao Fan saw it for the first time, and was shocked by the scenery in front of him.
Suddenly, a purple brilliance roared past him, and several stars suddenly exploded.
That was a star, it was like cutting vegetables and melons, without any blocking power.
After a closer look, Xiao Fan discovered that this purple brilliance turned out to be a divine sword.
No, to be precise, it is the light and shadow of a purple sword, and it has no substance.
"Sword Soul!" Xiao Fan spit out two words without thinking.
Yes, the purple sword-shaped light and shadow are exactly the same as the sword soul.
The previous sword soul just surprised him slightly, but the purple sword soul in front of him shocked Xiao Fan a bit, it was really too strong.
Before Xiao Fan could come back to his senses, there was another light flashing across the starry sky in the distance, and he froze in place.
Golden, black, blood...
Colorful, gorgeous and eye-catching.
Naturally, the color alone wouldn't make Xiao Fan so shocked. What shocked him was that all these lights and shadows were actually sword souls.
Moreover, there are several sword souls, exuding the aura of the realm against the sky.
Guardian Sword Soul!
Xiao Fan could not calm his thoughts for a long time, and the scene before him was too shocking.
Sword Soul, but an extremely rare thing, how can there be so many, and they all exist like a master.
He finally knew how those people outside broke through.
For Jian Xiu, the soul of the sword is simply a peerless god, which contains the lifelong comprehension of Jian Xiu.
If you can get a sword soul, your strength will surely skyrocket, and you will naturally break through.
Those cultivators of Wuliangtian had obviously obtained the Soul of Sword, and only then could they break through the supreme realm.
However, only the middle-aged man was barely able to spur the power of the sword soul, after all, they had just acquired it recently.
No wonder the people of Wuliangtian would chase Ye Qingcheng frantically, and they would have discovered the secret in the Palace of the Nine Deaths.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Fan slowly calmed down and walked towards the closest purple sword soul.
Huh!
At this moment, a golden brilliance emerged from the void in vain, taking Xiao Fan's eyebrows directly. The speed is incredible.