Lishan, Sword Valley. Above the sky, sword energy flows down and falls into the Sword Valley. Ye Qinghuang suddenly raised her head and looked at the sword light falling from the sky, and was shocked. She looked in the direction of the sword wall, and saw a strong sword intent released from it, as if a magic sword was about to break through the wall. "Xiao Fan!"
Taiwan Novel Network →𝙩𝙬𝙠𝙖𝙣.𝙘𝙤𝙢 Ye Qinghuang murmured, and then a bright smile appeared in her beautiful eyes. Xiaofan, succeeded. The teacher said that if Xiaofan got this sword, then there would be no need to worry about his body.
This sword will surely suppress the demon in Xiaofan's body. The reason why Ye Qinghuang spared no effort and even turned against Lishan was not because she hoped Li Fan would achieve great success. What she wanted most in her heart was that Xiaofan could live well. The sword energy emerging from the sword wall became stronger and stronger. The swords in the entire sword valley simultaneously whistled and clanged. The swords on the sword wall seemed to want to break through the air. Strands of sword energy spread toward the sky, becoming stronger and stronger. In the sword wall, Li Fan tightly grasped the sword in his hand. He could clearly sense that the sword in his hand was getting stronger and stronger, as if the ancient breath was revived. The sword is awakening. The sword of the Great Dao above the sky can revive the magic sword in the stone wall. No wonder the magic sword wants him to communicate with the sword of the Great Dao at all costs. This is the sword of the Lishan Sword Ancestor. He also practiced the Guanjiutian Xuansha Great Dao Sword Sutra in the past, and was connected with the blood of the eternal magic sword, sweeping away Dali and establishing the world. However, the ancestor of Dali retreated to advance and let him ascend the throne as emperor. Li Fan knew very well that the other party must know that he was not interested in this, so he did so deliberately, in fact, he wanted to become emperor. Lishan Sword Ancestor naturally knew his friend's ambition, so he fulfilled his wish. He retired and gave the word "Li" to the other party, changing his name to Lishan, while the other party founded the Dali Dynasty. Now, the Dali Dynasty has decayed. Even, taking advantage of the decline of Lishan, he wanted to destroy Lishan. The current Dali Emperor, he couldn't be unaware of this history. This further proves that Dali has always wanted to destroy Lishan. Lishan is like a sword hanging over Dali's head. As long as this sword is not removed, the Dali Dynasty will not be at peace. In the sword wall, the statues were broken and turned into sword intent, merging into the sword in Li Fan's hand. At this time, Li Fan felt connected to the sword by blood. He saw the scene outside the sword wall again, the sword in the sword valley, every sword energy in Lishan, and the tragic battle on Lishan. Gu Qingyang, Mo Yang, Wu Tong and others defended the Lishan Sword Peak to the death, and even many sword cultivators died in the sword peak. "Sword rises. "
Li Fan shouted in his heart, and saw a sword energy rushing straight into the sky. The sword wall of Lishan and all the sharp swords in the sword valley rang and pierced the sword peak of Lishan in the sky. Gu Qingyang and Wang Daoxuan's swords were still confronting each other, but the situation on Lishan was obviously not good. Many people around him had fallen, but he could not fall. As long as there was a sword in Lishan, Lishan would still be there. Wu Tong was also experiencing a fierce battle at this time. He was injured, with sword marks on his body, and blood stained his clothes red, but he still stood straight and fought to the death. The sword is there, Lishan is there. Mo Yang transformed into the giant sun sword, like a natural moat, blocking the way. Just then, a lingxiao sword energy bloomed, and all the sword cultivators seemed to be aware of it. They looked back and saw that between the peaks of Lishan, a beam of sword light rushed straight into the sky, as if piercing the sky, and a sword cave appeared in the sky. "What is that? "Wang Daoxuan's eyes shot towards there like a sharp sword. Could it be the sword in the legend of Lishan? He smelled a dangerous breath. Da Li National Master Wei Song also looked in that direction, and his consciousness went there, but was blocked by a sword energy. In the center of the storm, the sword energy tore everything apart, including the consciousness. His eyes were solemn. Gu Qingyang and Wu Tong also saw it, and they were shocked and had violent waves. That place is the direction of Jian Valley. The disciples of Jian Valley should have withdrawn. Who would be there? And, such a terrifying sword intent. Is it Li Fan? An idea came to their minds, and a storm of emotions rose in their hearts. Li Fan, did he succeed? Although they had stopped Li Fan from going to the Sword Valley, they actually never thought that Li Fan could succeed. After all, no one had really got the sword in the past thousand years since Lishan. Among them were Wu Tong's master, the old blind man, and the people chosen by each generation before. But the scene before them told them that there was only one possibility. That young man, he did it. Lishan asked for the sword, he defeated Jiang Tai'a and killed Chu Zili. Now, he got the sword again. "Lishan. "Gu Qingyang looked up, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes. Everything that prospers must decline, and everything that declines must prosper. The Lishan of today is the weakest Lishan in a thousand years. But the Lishan of today has produced the most outstanding young man in a thousand years.
A young man who was once despised by them and almost killed by them. Even if they die here today, even if the Lishan collapses, they will have no regrets. One day, that young man will hold the sword and destroy this corrupt dynasty. However, this matter can only be buried in their hearts. They will not let the people of the Dali Dynasty know that Li Fan inherited the sword. There are only a few people in Lishan who really know that the old blind man passed on the sword to Li Fan. "Start the sword formation. " Gu Qingyang shouted loudly, looking at Wang Daoxuan, his momentum was even stronger. He would stop these people from going to the direction of the Sword Valley at all costs. Only beams of sword light flashed between heaven and earth, and a sword barrier composed of sword cultivators appeared on the Lishan Sword Peak. Wang Daoxuan formed a seal with both hands, and saw a boundless and huge golden sword moving forward. The world roared, and the sword fell on the huge sword curtain, causing it to vibrate. At the same time, the strong men from all sides in the sky attacked at the same time, and the barrier composed of sword energy shook violently. Some sword cultivators vomited blood, but still did not retreat. "Kill." The army of the Dali Dynasty moved forward at the same time, formed a battle formation, and attacked the sword formation. The Lishan Sword Peak continued to collapse. The sword formation was finally broken under repeated fierce attacks, and many sword cultivators vomited blood. The army continued to kill forward, but at this moment, they suddenly realized something and looked up into the distance. They saw countless sharp swords shooting from the sky in front of them. For a time, the sound of sword whistling resounded through the world. "Hah." With a loud roar, the army attacked at the same time, and saw thousands of swords rushing into the army. Bloody rain fell from the sky above Lishan Mountain. "Boom--- A terrifying sword whistle sounded from a distant direction. Wang Daoxuan looked over there and saw a sword hanging in the sky above Lishan Mountain in the distance. On the sword, a white-haired old man sat upright, like a sword immortal. "Lishan Sword Master?" Wang Daoxuan suddenly became extremely embarrassed. Lishan Sword Master had clearly passed away, so why was he still there? "Master! " Gu Qingyang was also stunned when he saw the figure. This was impossible. Someone urged the master's sword. The sword hanging in the sky pointed to this side. Around the sword, the sky was full of sword shadows. The sword in the sky rang, as if to destroy this side of the sky. The scene was horrifying. The sword light bloomed, killing, and a beam of light appeared in the sky. Wang Daoxuan shouted, and the golden sword stabbed in front of him, and his body exploded back. The crowd saw the sword falling, and the golden sword shattered into pieces. Wang Daoxuan shouted: "Retreat." His body retreated violently in an instant. "Om--.. Wang Daoxuan's golden giant sword shattered in the air, and the sword continued to move forward, killing all the way to the distance. Wang Daoxuan's screams came from afar.
In Lishan Village, a fierce battle was breaking out, but at this time they also saw the sword light in the distance and heard Wang Daoxuan's voice. "What's going on?" Xu Bin looked embarrassed. What happened? People from all forces looked up there, and seeing that the situation was not right, they immediately evacuated and fled madly into the distance. The collapse of Lishan Mountain was already a consensus among the upper echelons of Dali, and everyone believed that this would happen. Now that the court and many top forces of Dali came together to destroy Lishan Mountain, they dared to pretend to be powerful. But what if Lishan Mountain is not destroyed? If they don't escape at this moment, they will probably die here. Not to mention them, even the people from the top families on Lishan Mountain, seeing that the situation was not good, they immediately decided to flee in all directions, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, even faster than when they came. If the Sword Master of Lishan Mountain was not dead, Wang Daoxuan couldn't even withstand a sword, so how could he count on them? "Retreat." Wei Song doubted whether the Sword Master of Lishan Mountain was really still alive, and glanced over there, but in the current situation, he had no choice but to retreat. This group of rabble. In a blink of an eye, the mighty army on Lishan Mountain actually evacuated madly. "Retreat?" Leaving the mountain village, Xu Bin's face changed as he watched the retreating army, then he waved his hand and said, "Retreat." He retreated backwards and led the army to retreat. However, at this moment, a terrifying sword intent suddenly emerged above his head. Xu Bin and the people around him looked up at the sky, their eyes horrified and turned into fear. "Om--.. The sword intent fell, Xu Bin's body froze in place, and then fell down, with confusion in his desperate eyes. Why? This sword intent did not chase those people, but stared at him, a "little man"? For today's situation, he, the prefect, can only be regarded as a little man. But Li Fan wanted to kill him. In the Sword Valley, Li Fan's body and consciousness merged, he held a sword in his hand, feeling extremely tired, as if he was about to faint. It was not that he wanted to let those people go, but he had no ability, and his consciousness had been urged to the limit. This sword is just the sword of Lishan Sword Ancestor. No matter how powerful the magic sword is, it needs someone to activate it. He is not Lishan Sword Ancestor. The setting sun is like blood, shining in the Sword Valley. Ye Qinghuang stood beside Li Fan, and the wind blew her clothes. In the distance, a figure stepped into the Sword Valley. It was the old blind man. He came to Li Fan, and Li Fan looked at him and said, "Master, I did it."
The old blind man faced Li Fan and the sword with a solemn expression. "The Dali Dynasty is corrupt, demons are rampant, and the aristocratic sects dance with demons. People's hearts are collapsing. The world needs a sword to kill demons and eliminate demons; Change the world and the day." "Xiaofan, you hold the sword!" "Yes, Master." Li Fan responded, and then fainted due to exhaustion. Ye Qinghuang took a step forward, and Li Fan fell into her arms. In Ye Qinghuang's beautiful eyes that were as bright as stars, crystal tears dripped down and landed on Li Fan's cheeks.