Li Fan fell towards the sky. He was exhausted at this time, not only physically, but also because his spirit and energy were burning and bursting into the nine decays of heaven and man. He felt extremely exhausted even when flying the sword. Lu Yuan's body fell into the sky with him. In the bright moon, she stretched out her left hand to hold Li Fan's arm. She noticed Li Fan's fatigue and helped him land on the ground. She was also not having a good time at this time. The "Sword Art of Immortal Soul Guiding" was inherited from a female swordsman from Lishan in the Sword Valley. This female swordsman was of a very high generation in Lishan. According to her memories, she might be the descendant of Lishan Sword Ancestor. She was already a great swordsman who knew everything at that time, so she had the "Sword Art of Immortal Soul Guiding". However, this sword art is known as the "Sword of the Immortal", which is guided by the soul. She has only comprehended the basics so far. Not to mention practicing it, even using it is difficult for her to do it. She needs to cooperate with another secret ability to do it, the Soul-burning Sword Art. When she inherited this technique, her ancestors had told her that it should not be used unless it was a life-or-death situation. This technique would have a great backlash and might cause irreversible damage to the sword cultivator. The more powerful the explosion, the greater the damage. And Lu Yuan not only used the Soul-burning Sword Technique, but also used it to activate the ‘Soul-inducing Sword Technique’. These two techniques were the two most domineering sword techniques she had inherited from the Five Swords. They were powers that she could not control, but they were forcibly activated. It is conceivable how much of a burden it put on her. Moreover, she had just stopped the three great sword cultivators of Jiang Chaoyang by herself, and many of her souls were destroyed, and her soul was already in an injured state. But she knew very well that Li Fan had fought to such an extent that it was difficult for him to fight again, so she could not fall down.
She looked around at the crowd around her, and many of those sword cultivators were killed or injured. The three strongest attackers before were Ying Ze, Ren Yuzhi and Qu Lan. Ying Ze was seriously injured, Ren Yuzhi was slightly injured, and Qu Lan had his arm broken. The three great sword cultivators of Lingxiao Pavilion who attacked later, one died and two were injured. These people were already scared of killing. If they killed one or two more people, they would not dare to kill. "Lu Yuan, you can do it." Lu Yuan turned her head and looked at Li Fan, holding the sword in her hand tighter. Just leave it to her. The sword cultivators were also very moved by the scene in front of them. Li Fan and Lu Yuan were the youngest sword cultivators among all. They were less than 20 years old. Looking at the faces of the two, some people even felt sympathy, but Li Fan and Lu Yuan had such a firm heart for the sword. They had already killed so much, how could they be affected by their state of mind. In their eyes, there was a cold killing intent. They were all gone. This battle was about to end, and the two strongest forces had casualties. Now those who were still alive had a greater chance of seizing the sword. At this time, they could not give up. "Kill." A cold voice came from somewhere, and then swords broke through the air and came to kill. This time, many sword cultivators became cautious and flew towards Li Fan and Lu Yuan. In an instant, the sky was covered with swords, swooping down from the sky, and the scene was spectacular. Lu Yuan bit her lips lightly. At this moment, she could no longer care about so many things. Her soul seemed to be burning. An illusory figure entered the moon, and those swords flying in the sky condensed in the air, like countless icicles. At the same time, many phantoms came out of Lu Yuan's body, surrounded Li Fan's body, and surrounded him, so that she could feel more at ease. "The immortal guides the way." After Lu Yuan's voice fell, her soul rose up, as if many external incarnations were shooting in different directions at the same time. The moonlight shone on the sword cultivators. Those external incarnations killed the crowd and danced with swords at the same time. The sword technique was amazing. It was the sword that she could use freely in the sword art she inherited. "Lu Yuan."
Li Fan looked up at the sky, and then at Lu Yuan's original body beside him. Of course, he could see that Lu Yuan was using secret methods to fight. Her realm was the same as his, and it was impossible for her to burst out with such fighting power. Moreover, this sword method was the top inherited sword method, just like the Nine Decays of Heaven and Man, which was definitely not something that Lu Yuan could use now. Ying Ze, Ren Yuzhi, Jiang Chaoyang and others stared at Lu Yuan's figure. Many incarnations were flying swords to kill enemies at the same time. They had never come into contact with such sword methods. As sword cultivators, they could of course see that not only Li Fan used the sword method of the top great sword cultivator, but also Lu Yuan's sword method. In this world of Dali, there are only a handful of forces that can inherit such top sword methods. Jiang Chaoyang and his people are the forces of Lingxiao Pavilion, so of course it is impossible. It is also impossible for them to be disciples of Xuanyuan Sword, the world's number one sword. Then, which other force could it be? "Lishan." Jiang Chaoyang's eyes were cold, he should have thought of it earlier. Besides Lishan, who else could have such a natural talent for swordsmanship? Besides Lishan, who else could kill them so badly, some dead and some injured? Not only Jiang Chaoyang thought of it, Yingze and the others also thought of it. It turned out to be Lishan, no wonder he was so arrogant and wanted seven points of luck in the world. Since he was a disciple of Lishan, he couldn't let Li Fan go out alive. Zuo Tu colluded with the demons and was surrounded and killed by them. With the protection of Chengying Sword, what could Lishan do to them? If Li Fan went out alive, it would be troublesome if the matter was made public, and Lishan was backing him up. They didn't reveal the identities of Li Fan and Lu Yuan, just pretending not to know. "Sword of the Yuanshen." Ying Ze looked up at Lu Yuan's killing figure in the air. Generally speaking, sword cultivators would not do such dangerous things. If the Yuanshen was severely damaged, they would surely die. But Lu Yuan had already spared no expense to protect Zuo Tu. From this point of view, Li Fan's position in Lishan might be that of a successor. "Ren Yuzhi." Ying Ze called out, and Ren Yuzhi understood. The two of them went towards Lu Yuan at the same time. A brilliant sword light surged between Ren Yuzhi's eyebrows. Feng Peng crossed the void, turned into a sword, and stabbed Lu Yuan. Lu Yuan glanced over there. Her eyes seemed to contain the power of Taiyin. Feng Peng's wings were covered with white frost, and many incarnations appeared at the same time, slashing at Feng Peng. But at this moment, Feng Peng opened his mouth and spit out a beam of sword light. The magic sword that attacked the soul passed through those phantoms and killed Lu Yuan. Just as Lu Yuan's soul sword was about to strike, Ying Ze's magic weapon, the ancient bell, fell over Lu Yuan's soul from the other direction. The bell sounded, and strands of destructive golden light fell down, turning into a golden sword. Behind Lu Yuan, Jiang Chaoyang also drew his sword. "Buzz..." Lu Yuan's figure swayed, and the power of the moon seemed to be unable to stop the many attacks. When her sword attacked the ancient bell above her head, Ren Yuzhi's sword to kill the soul came, causing her figure to shake. She struck out with a sword, and when this sword was struck out, it seemed that countless Lu Yuans were swinging their swords at the same time. Ding. The bell sounded, and with a puff, Ren Yuzhi's Dharma image Feng Peng was split into cracks. He groaned and his face turned pale.
But there were also sword lights that slashed at Lu Yuan's incarnations, and the sword energy penetrated and fell on the body of the soul. Lu Yuan seemed to be unable to maintain this state. The soul fell back to the body. When she opened her eyes, her breath fluctuated, and she was also shaky. However, she still stood there stubbornly, holding the Taiyin Sword, looking around at the crowd. The wind blew on her body, revealing a sense of killing, making people feel the piercing cold. There were more and more corpses lying on the ground, and they were already connected. Those dead sword cultivators were also extraordinary people, and perhaps they were all called geniuses. But now, they are all buried here. Li Fan glanced at Lu Yuan and said in a low voice: "Lu Yuan, why do you have to do this." Lu Yuan glanced at him, and a smile appeared in her beautiful eyes as bright as the moon. In her mind, the scene of the young man holding a sword on the top of Lishan Mountain facing the oppression of Lingxiao Pavilion appeared again, vividly. "For Lishan." Lu Yuan whispered: "You, can't be in trouble." "For Lishan..." The sword cultivators were also distracted when they heard Lu Yuan's words. Although many people had guessed it, they still felt uneasy when they heard Lu Yuan say this. The two sword cultivators who came out of this fallen king of swordsmanship were still so dazzling and overwhelming. "You, can't be in trouble either." Li Fan also responded. The two leaned against each other, as if they were integrated into one, relying on each other. "Go to hell." Ren Yuzhi roared angrily, and his Dharma image was also injured, but he also saw that Li Fan and Lu Yuan had already exhausted their strength and they could not continue to fight. Ren Yuzhi's speed was like lightning. He was severely injured, but at this moment, he was like a wounded beast, opening his sharp fangs and releasing a desperate attack. The sword intent of splitting the sky roared out, and the storm, the sword, and the roc bird killed Li Fan and Lu Yuan in a crazy manner. He wanted to end this battle, even if he was a disciple of Lishan, he would die. Lu Yuan wanted to move, but Li Fan grabbed her hand. In Li Fan's body, a roaring sound came faintly, like a beast whispering. "Boom..." A surge of demonic energy swept out and rushed straight into the sky. The terrifying demonic energy turned into a demon figure, covering Li Fan's body. His eyes turned golden, and the demonic energy in his body was roaring. At this time, Li Fan seemed to have turned into a demon, or in other words, he had borrowed the power of the demon. The dragon roared, and the martial spirit seemed to occupy the body and merge into one. His eyes seemed to have turned into demon eyes, revealing bloodthirsty and crazy. The violent hurricane tore through and hit the dragon's body. Ren Yuzhi slashed his sword, but was caught by a huge hand, or a claw, the dragon's claw. Ren Yuzhi looked at Li Fan in shock, with a hint of fear in his eyes. Li Fan grabbed forward with his other hand, and the demon dragon stretched out its arm, and its claws grabbed Ren Yuzhi's head. Puff... The sharp claws pierced into Ren Yuzhi's head directly, blood flowed down, and Ren Yuzhi's eyes showed fear and despair. The sharp claws penetrated into his head little by little. The blood dyed the sharp claws red, and Ren Yuzhi's body floated in the air, trembling and dying.