Chapter 491 Peak duel (Nine)

Holding this sword in hand, Northern Qin is invincible.

Yang Fan deeply understood a few years ago that when he could not kill the enemy with one sword, he would die.

This is an extreme mystery, putting the enemy and yourself on the balance between life and death at the same time.

Unless otherwise absolutely necessary, Yang Fan would never use this sword.

But due to the disruption of the upper realm demon, the situation was lost to control, he had to use this last killer weapon.

Yang Fan knew very well that with the possession of the demon in the upper realm, the Sanyou Old Demon had a very high realm, and even if he used the Xianhong secret technique at all costs, it would be difficult to succeed.

When he slowly raised the broken sword, all the hesitation and wandering in his heart disappeared.

In my mind, only the unparalleled mystery that I have been comprehending for many years.

The half-cut sword trembled and continued to tremble. Yang Fan's spirit was highly concentrated, and he climbed to the peak, entering a strange state of mind.

At the same time, an eternal spiritual will surged from the broken sword.

The will and mystery of the sword contained in the Broken Sword merged with Yang Fan's consciousness in a short period of time.

Billions of sword lights appeared in his mind.

Each sword light contains the realization and realm of a sword powerhouse.

Holding the broken sword tightly, Yang Fan instantly became a supreme sword master, with a height that was comparable to that of invincible.

His face was calm, his eyes were closed, and his expression was solemn and solemn.

Another scene passed through his mind, pushing his sword intent to the peak.

"You run, I'll stop you."

"But you..." Yang Fan understood that no matter how high the invincible understanding and artistic conception were, he would not be able to challenge the old monster in the Nascent Soul stage.

"No need to ask." Wushuang was cold and bingbing with a proud look on his face, without giving any explanation.

"Okay, I'll leave, you have to take care of yourself."

Yang Fan took a deep breath and continued to escape.

"Remember, avenge me..."

Incomparable among the clouds, the unparalleled Tao.

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"One other one who died?" Sanyou's old demon mocked her face, but was a little puzzled: "Why are you willing to die too? Why don't you join the man just now?"

"Not for promises, just because he is my opponent, friend, and savior..."

Wushuang closed her eyes, and a transcendent mood rippled with her body. The whistle and silence of sword energy circled around her body like drizzle.

"I am unparalleled and never win with more, even though I meet opponents who are much better than me..."

Wushuang, as persistent as ever, is lonely and arrogant. Even if the opponent he meets is the Supreme Demon of Demonic Way and the Old Demon of Three Evils.

"And, I don't think there will be enemies in this world that I cannot defeat..."

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"No, I will die soon." Wushuang's tone was very calm: "The reason I still resurrected my soul by borrowing a corpse is because I have a persistent will in my heart. Now, I have something to tell you to convey to him."

"you say."

Hu Fei took a deep breath and wiped the crystal clearness from the corners of his eyes.

"Tell him who killed me, he will definitely avenge me... and tell him that Wushuang has already paid back the favor he owed him."

Wushuang smiled happily, as if she had absolute confidence, and Yang Fan would definitely avenge himself.

"Okay, I will definitely tell him, but don't die, don't die!"

Hu Fei shouted hard.

"Tell him...must tell him..."

The vitality in Wushuang suddenly disappeared.

...

At this moment, Yang Fan's spiritual power seemed to transcend the shackles of life and death, and cut off all retreats.

In his body, the vigorous and powerful vitality power was ignited under the belief that he never ended in death and gathered into one.

When practicing the Immortal Evil Art, how vast is the power contained in Yang Fan’s body?

It is not only limited to the green species of life, but also includes the power contained in the bones, internal organs, flesh and blood, and essence.

Pulled by the unparalleled broken sword and the powerful will that will last until death, all these powers came out in full bloom.

First, the power of the green seed of life, and then the power contained in the soul root...

In an instant, Yang Fan's green species withered, and his soul root was dim and his light...

All the power in his body, including the power of soul, left his skin.

The moment Yang Fan slowly raised the broken sword to the top of his head, his eyes opened and the last touch of crystal sieve flashed. In his deep eyes, there was a sword of nothingness and a broken sword.

Almost at the same time, all the power and vitality in his body had disappeared.

The skin sac is dried up and the body dies.

In a sense, Yang Fan is already dead.

However, his lifelong energy and vast power were infused into the broken sword in an instant.

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Ten miles away.

The Sanyou Old Demon possessed by the Demon God, whose strength is almost as strong as that of the Sanyou Old Demon who transforms into a god. His body suddenly stumbled, and a hint of panic and hesitation flashed in his eyes.

When Yang Fan slowly raised the broken sword, he was also locked in by the artistic conception of swordsmanship that he never stopped until death.

At the spiritual level, the original shadows cracked.

When Yang Fan raised the broken sword to his head and his body died, the Sanyou Old Demon no longer had any chance to dodge.

Because this sword locked his soul, the two of them were on the balance between life and death at the same time.

Yang Fansheng, the three old demons will die;

When the Three Evils Old Demons are alive, Yang Fan dies.

"Huh?" The shadow of the demon god who possessed the three old demons could not help but exclaim, with a strange look on his face.

His eyes quickly froze on the broken sword, and his eyes suddenly changed: "Wushuang, it's Wushuang..."

It seemed a little excited.

Going to heaven and earth, there is nothing but unique, truly unique, unparalleled in the world.

Just like the black crystal demon spirit god in the Nine Nether Secret Realm, the upper demon who possesses the Three Old Demons seems to have a clearer understanding of Wushuang's background.

"not good!"

Suddenly, his expression changed.

The next moment, Yang Fanping raised the broken sword above his head and resolutely cut it down.

In an instant, a dazzling sword light in the world covered everything.

In the dazzling sword light, you could see a very subtle and shocking sword light that cuts through the void.

The will to death that soars into the sky, the sword will extend to the infinite space with the broken sword as the center point.

Within a radius of thousands of miles.

All the immortals looked in that direction involuntarily.

clang clang clang clang clang...

Whether it is the swords in the secular world or the sword-shaped spiritual weapons in the immortal world, they all tremble and transcend the master's control.

Swords and flying swords flew out of the sheath in a buzzing and trembling sound, and they all rushed to the ground, bowing to the ground in a certain direction.

Ten thousand swords worship.

Just like a minister bowing to the king, such a shocking and spectacular scene made the high-ranking people nearby dumb.

Swallowing...

The flying swords in the hands of nearby immortal cultivators flew out of the storage bag together, "Pu Pu Pu Pu" on the ground, and the hilt of the sword tilted towards the direction of the broken sword.

At the same time.

Tianqin's inner sea, deep sea land.

Below the rolling waves and waves, a thousand-foot-long magic sword also buzzed and trembled at this moment.

This magical sword has seven vacant grooves on the body of the sword, and below is a colorful halo covering a radius of thousands of miles.
To be continued...