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Chapter 240, Refining Preacher, Powerful Ruler(1/2)

At present, Lin Fan's temperament has changed.

It was like the unity of man and nature, and the whole person became illusory.

clang!

The thunder and thumping sounded like a shocking thunder, shocking the world.

Sikong Ming and his two hearts were shocked, their expressions were horrified, and their true energy was shattered.

clang!

Another hammer, like a real dragon roaring, with great power and all beasts surrendering.

Kneel!

Sikong Mingjing couldn't resist it and fell to the ground, trembling.

Yunhai was even more shocked and injured, vomiting blood and retreating, and his face was white.

fear!

Is this a weapon refining technique?

I felt that Lin Fan in front of me was like turning into the master of heaven and earth, surpassing the laws of heaven and earth, holding the hammer of creation, creating all things in heaven and earth.

Sikong Ming looked terrified and saw Lin Fan showing his magical powers, he realized that he could awaken.

It’s not that Lin Fan is low-key, but that Lin Fan’s amazing power has long exceeded worldly ideas.

What Sikong Ming called contempt was nothing more than the physical body's naked eyes, only looking at the appearance, and not knowing the mystery.

The so-called refining of weapons is limited to secular cognition.

In Lin Fan's hands, he has long been separated from the essence of refining weapons, but has lies in supreme fortune.

Good fortune is the law of heaven and earth.

Such supernatural powers, even the legendary Daluo Golden Immortal, are probably beyond the reach of the world.

"I'm so confused, blind!" Sikong Ming's heart was as shocked and frightened as hell.

Is this a great immortal? He is as powerful as a god!

The magical powers that Lin Fan truly displayed were more exaggerated and terrifying than those described by Yun Hai.

It was hard for me to swallow ten thousand courage, and I dared to question Lin Fan all the time.

Now I finally understood that Yun Hai would remind himself carefully and seriously again. No wonder Yun Hai seemed humble when facing Lin Fan. Now Sikong Ming wanted to kneel down and shout for mercy.

Lin Fan was sweating profusely, waving his hammer, and pounding his sword body.

Every hammer sounds like thunder.

Every hammer is as powerful as a dragon's roar.

Every hammer, the heaven and earth tremble.

The rolling power and powerful way seemed to be accompanied by the terrifying divine power, like a storm sweeping across the sea.

Puff!

The sea of ​​clouds vomited blood and forced them to retreat, and the true energy dissipated, and they were forced to the corner.

The body and spirit are about to break, and the pain is unstoppable.

Even Sikong Ming, who has the cultivation of a scattered immortal, was still unable to bear the burden. His body, spirit, muscles and bones were about to break, his face was pale, and his seven holes were bleeding, and he looked like a dead person.

Others beat iron, but it’s a fatal blow to you.

Sikong Ming and the others were extremely regretful. If they had known that Lin Fan's magical powers were extraordinary, shocking the world and wept ghosts and gods, they shouldn't have followed him to observe Lin Fan's refining weapon.

Tragedy, curiosity can kill people.

"Sect Master..."

Yun Hai was about to cry without tears, and sighed in pain: "It is probably because the gentleman has seen through the sect leader's contempt and is deliberately punishing us. But it is natural for the gentleman to be angry, and we deserve it..."

Sikong Ming also realized the problem and regretted tears came out: "It was me who was ignorant, I was ungrateful, and I was my arrogant person, otherwise the gentleman would not punish me."

He turned around tremblingly and looked at the sea of ​​Yun who was suffering from heavy injuries, feeling deeply guilty: "Old Yun, I have implicated you."

The two looked at each other, bitter.

Is it useful to regret?

Is it useful to beg for mercy?

However, Yun Hai should be more optimistic and sent a message in pain: "The Master... Maybe the situation is not as bad as we thought. Maybe the sir is trying to test us..."

Is this a test?

Sikong Ming smiled bitterly: "You are always optimistic..."

Ding! Ding!

With one hammer after another, Lin Fan focused his expression and honed his sword body with his heart.

Who knew that Sikong Ming and the others were in purgatory, suffering from countless tortures, and felt that their bodies and spirits were about to be torn apart.

"Old Yun, hold on..."

Sikong Ming kept his mind and blocked with all his strength.

"I probably have to take a step first." Yunhai's sword vein was shattered, and his life was hanging on the line, dying.

Just when Sikong Ming and the others were about to hold on, the sound of iron suddenly turned around, and the true sounds of swordsmanship seemed to be coming in a gentle manner with some pleasant tune.

Sikong Ming and the others were relieved and survived the disaster.

I was shocked to see that the sword body was fiery red on the stove.

Lin Fan controlled the fire and tapped the sword body happily.

Ding! Ding!

The light and agile tapping sound was like the sound of nature, shaking the mind.

Then, the tone changes.

Each knock sound ripples like water waves, containing a certain truth of Taoism and Dharma, and rushed straight towards it.

"The true meaning of swordsmanship! It is the true meaning of swordsmanship! The true meaning of powerful swordsmanship that I have never realized before!" Sikong Ming was extremely excited and ecstatic.

"Weapon refining and preaching, sir is indeed testing us!" The sea of ​​clouds was moved and flesh flowed all over his face.

Canglong Sword, inheritance of the sword ancestor.

Back then, the Holy Sword was unveiled, and the true meaning of the powerful sword art was unforgettable.

But compared with the true meaning of swordsmanship created by Lin Fan, it is completely a witch.

Just by raising your hand to make a blacksmith, you can actually break out the true meaning of the strongest sword.

Such supernatural powers, not to mention being in the lower realm, must be enthroned as gods even when they reach the upper realm.

In other words, Lin Fan himself is a god.

Opportunity!

Great opportunity!

Sikong Ming and Yun Hai immediately sat cross-legged and realized the truth of the infinite sword path.

If you can comprehend the skin and fur, you can break through the sky with your sword and ascend to the fairy world.

The long-silent Dragon-Slaying Axe trembled violently as the sword sound spread.

"The power of creation! The Supreme Immortal is creating the spirit of the weapon, and the immortal has indeed not forgotten me!" Supreme Immortal was extremely excited and refined the spirit of the sword Tao along the true sound.

At the same time, the sword demon who was in seclusion in the guest room suddenly felt the sound of the sword path coming.

"Well? This sword sound..."

The sword demon woke up and felt it carefully.

Is this the Taoist rhyme?

No!

It is the true meaning of swordsmanship!

It has different similarities with the sword inheritance on the wooden sword sword pattern.

It's just that it comes more thoroughly and mysteriously.

"Is it possible that the sir, seeing that I am stupid in understanding and intentionally preaching? Yes! It must be like this!" The sword demon was extremely moved, and felt a sudden enlightenment, so he quietly realized it.

Meng Xin, who was thinking sadly, suddenly felt the strange true meaning of the sword Tao: "This sound..."

I felt that every sword sound penetrated Meng Xin's mind.

But everyone has different feelings, and the true meaning of swordsmanship that Meng Xin feels is like a beautiful tune.

Like pearls falling on jade plates, like ringing rings, soothing and flowing, washing the heart. The whole person seemed to have suddenly become empty, and his negative emotions that had been vented all of a sudden.
To be continued...
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