Chapter 339: Enter the sword pavilion

After everyone separated, they kept greedy eyes looking at Ye Fan, not to mention what they were thinking.
The time passed quickly, and the night had arrived in the blink of an eye, and a full moon slowly hung in the sky, like a silver plate, shed bright moonlight.
Under the moonlight, thousands of ancient swords around the sword pavilion began to change, and they all turned into a touch of silver light and leapt into the sword pavilion.
Ten thousand swords disappeared, and the fierce sword power that had been pressing on Ye Fan and the others gradually weakened, and the magnificent and magnificent appearance of the sword pavilion was thoroughly revealed in front of Ye Fan's eyes.
The interior of the sword pavilion is endless, with carved columns and jade, the palace is continuous, and under the moonlight, it is like a palace in the sky.
Ye Fan and the others stared blankly, as if seeing the strong sword pavilion in their hearts, this ancient sect, which was originally comparable to the Lingxiao Palace, is still so shocking even for thousands of years.
"Crunch..."
At this moment, a simple and pleasant sound awakened everyone present. A simple door that had not been opened for a thousand years slowly opened inward. At this moment, the dark night inside the door gave people a deep and terrifying feeling.
"The door is open, everyone rush!"
In the casual repair camp, I don't know who shouted, and rushed towards the door first.
As the so-called demand for wealth and danger, the ancient sword pavilion was born suddenly, and there are bound to be countless treasures in it. Whoever gets it first can become a strong one. Then the Qianlong will ascend into the sky and leap thousands of miles.
"Swipe!"
After seeing this person enter, the people behind also ignored the danger and rushed in continuously.
"The ancient sword pavilion is very extraordinary. Entering inside, everyone must be careful!" Wang Xinruo turned his head to warn the other 19 disciples, and flew towards the gate.
Ye Fan followed closely. Those who had already entered did not hear any sound inside the door, and there must be no danger at the entrance.
"brush!"
As soon as he entered the dark door, Ye Fan's head suddenly felt dizzy. He only felt that the sky was spinning, and the next moment he appeared in an unknown new space.
When I looked up, my front suddenly opened up, bright as the day, as if it were a very special mountain range, where the light came from nowhere, and what I stepped on was the crimson land with a smell of burning.
On the scarlet land, densely packed with ancient swords, the space is endless, and the ancient swords are countless.
"What's going on, am I in Jiange?"
Seeing the weird land under his feet, Ye Fan was shocked. It was like a world of swords. The air was filled with the breath of sharp swords. In terms of fierceness, it was more terrifying than outside the sword pavilion.
"Could it be that the dark door is not a passage into the sword pavilion, but a way to another space?" Ye Fan's mind was anxious at this moment, only to feel that the sword power next to him was getting stronger and stronger, as if he was going to be crushed to pieces. .
If this continues, even with his physique, it will not last long.
"Xiao Lai..." Ye Fan couldn't help calling Brunei as he walked around. They almost came in together, but at this moment they were all scattered.
"Help...help me..." Ye Fan didn't have to walk a few hundred meters, and a stern shout suddenly appeared at the front end.
I saw a casual cultivator, who fell to the ground with a disheveled hair, his body was covered with blood, and he was struggling frantically.
Ye Fan raised his eyes and found that on the top of the San Xiu's body, there were three phantom remnant swords flying back and forth, constantly hacking the San Xiu.
"this is……"
Ye Fan stared at all of this dumbfounded, the Void Remnant Sword was not controlled by anyone, but it would take the initiative to attack, and the sword light was very fierce. Although it was a phantom, it could cause substantial harm to people.
"brush!"
A remnant sword finally flew through the throat of the San Xiu, and directly chopped off his head, also causing the screams to stop abruptly.
"Shoo!"
After killing San Xiu, the three remnant swords did not disappear, but turned the sword body and directly attacked Ye Fan.
The distance of one hundred meters is just a moment to them.
"Damn it!"
Ye Fan cursed secretly. He hadn't figured out what the Remnant Sword was, but Convenience had already attacked him.
"Roar!"
In the next moment, the sound of the dragon rang, the two remnant swords were smashed into the air by a pair of dragon-print double fists, and the other one struck Ye Fan's chest directly, leaving a deep and shallow line on his chest. Blood mark.
"What a sharp sword!"
Seeing his wounds, Ye Fan was even more surprised. Although it was just a skin trauma, the phantom remnant sword could break through his physique comparable to the five-level peak monster beast. A remnant sword was enough. The last strong man who guarded the first stage of the sixth stage.
And the former San Xiu was only capable of defending the five peaks of the first stage, no wonder he was so miserable to die.
"Break it for me!"
Thinking of this, Ye Fan felt even more anxious. Brunei didn't even defend the five peaks of the first stage. Even if he encountered a broken sword, the consequences would be unimaginable. He must find this brother as quickly as possible.
"Chang..."
Following Ye Fan's violent drink, the ancient sword was pulled out from behind by him, and he used swords against swords today to see which one is stronger, the real sword or the virtual sword.
"brush!"
A pure white sword light was directly cut out by Ye Fan, and slashed towards a remnant sword that was flew by his dragon-patterned double punches in the distance. At the same time, his body was also rotated instantly, with the physical sword body facing behind him. The broken sword that wounded him slashed away.
"puff!"
When the ghostly residual sword collided with Ye Fan's ancient sword, there was not the slightest resistance to it, and it directly turned into a cloud of mist and dissipated, returning to this strange space.
In the distance, a remnant sword that was flew by the dragon boxing was instantly wiped out by the white sword light. It was not an ancient sword to control the enemy.
"brush!"
After splitting the third sword, Ye Fan put away the ancient sword directly, but there was a suspicious and puzzled look on his face.
Phantom Remnant Sword possesses a powerful attack power comparable to the initial stage of the Sixth Stage of Defending the First Stage. In terms of strength, it shouldn't be eliminated so easily.
"Maybe my ancient sword is too strong!" Ye Fan thought for a while, but did not understand the reason, so he could only comfort himself.
After tidying up, looking at the long swords on the ground at his feet, Ye Fan couldn't help being a little frightened. The shadowy residual swords just now were exactly the same length as these long swords, and the two were very likely to be related.
The three remnant swords are still easy to deal with, if there are more, Wan Jian deceives the body, Ye Fan can't resist.
After walking for a while, the Remnant Sword did not appear again, but along the way, Ye Fan saw the corpses of a lot of casual cultivators or family disciples, with sword marks all over his body.
Among them, there are many corpses of Baihua Palace and many other sect disciples, and the deaths are very miserable.
Along the way, Ye Fan had already understood one thing, the previous weird door sent everyone from outside to different directions, deliberately making everyone staggered.
At the same time, a clear voice came again in front of Ye Fan, which was in a mountain col with few remaining swords.
"Haha, boy, you are still alive in such a desperate situation. You are hiding here. It seems that you are destined to die today!" The arrogant voice gave Ye Fan a familiar feeling.
"Situ Ming, if you dare to kill me, Brother Fan won't let you go!" An unforgiving force erupted from within the Col. At the same time, his voice was firm and powerful, which was obviously a desperate fight.