Grasping Evil

All the bystanders held their breath, and many of them were repaired to the disadvantage, not even able to withstand the swordsmanship of the lagoon around Yunshan.

Lou Foon climbed to the clouds, his eyes blind, but his heart was bright with snow.

He couldn't see Ningfan's face, but he could feel Ningfana's extraordinarily young bones and Ningfan's extraordinarily horrible empty sword...

In the face of Ningfan at this moment, even if Lou Fool carried out the sword light incarnation, there is no certainty of victory.

He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the cloud sea, which stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles, suddenly bursting and trembling, creating countless cracks.

A ray of golden light emerged from the cracks of the Cloud Sea and dissipated into a sword of golden clouds in the palm of Lou Fool.

The sword of the golden cloud is a magic sword. Without a sharp sword, it strangely moves heaven and earth.

But seeing Lu Fool's wrist trembled, the Golden Sword swayed, suddenly pointed at Ningfan sword, Yunhai immediately rolled up!

“The clouds of heaven and earth, they are my swords! The power of the soft cloud, but the town is everywhere! ”

On Sunday, countless clouds suddenly swept across the country, turning into a mountaineering downhill, suddenly descending toward Ningfan.

The fragmented void was crushed and crushed, and an unusually heavy sense of oppression struck the entire body, making it difficult for Ningfan to breathe.

His eyes were slightly surprised. Lu Foon's swordsmanship was clearly a powerful sword, very similar to his nine steps in the sky.

The softer the cloud, the softer the sword, the more masculine the sword will be.

Lou Fool continued to shake his sword, and Zhou Tianyun became stronger and stronger.

At first, the clouds hit the town, which was only equivalent to the momentum of a fictitious monk.

But with the surge in cloud power, Ning Fan's mind was delusional. It seemed like he was not a flowing cloud, but an old monster with a broken sky!

Under this vast cloud, Ningfan was as heavy as a mountain, and his bones began to squeak, wanting to fall into the cloud.

And Lou Fool is still shaking his sword, and the cloud is still rising!

Perhaps it won't be long before Lou Fool can lift the cloud to the double heaven of shattered voids. He will calm down Ningfan completely and depress the cloud!

This means that Ning Fan is able to block the cloud force at this moment with his flesh. If he were to replace it with other void refining, even a fictional monk would be seriously injured by the cloud force and fall into the long sky.

“The weak sword is strong, the soft sword is just intent... this Lou foolish sword melting clouds has something extraordinary, but even a broken monk would never suppress me, Lou fool can't do it! ”

“The sword of infinity... is not indestructible! ”

Ning Fan's eyes were brilliant, his body was like an ancient sword, high sky!

Under heavy clouds, Ningfan's swordlight appeared, suddenly taking the first step forward!

This step is like stepping on a heavenly path and shaking a circle of watery ripples!

This step is obvious, but it seems to be in the hearts of the myriad of monks around, so that everyone can see it!

At this moment, Ningfan, like above the heavens and the earth, has a momentum that cannot be ignored!

After this step, a hundred miles of clouds suddenly crumbled and the wind swept across the sea!

Lu Foolish's face shocked. He discovered with horror that his sword of cloud power was being broken slightly by Ningfan!

It is important to know that this sword of cloud power is heavily compatible with the momentum. It has been painstakingly repaired by Lu for thousands of years. It often takes only one sword of cloud light to fight against war and defeat it!

Even though he is an ordinary too fictional monk, it is difficult to break Lu Foon's sword.

But Fan only took one step to break his soft cloud sword!

The weaker the sword, the stronger the sword is!

The sword of the soft cloud is weak, so the cloud is shocked.

Ningfan has no sword in his hand, has the sword in his heart, but the power without the sword is better than the power of the soft cloud sword!

This nine-step sword power is a kind of sword skill that is born out of nothing!

“There are only three men who admire the sword repair that my husband encountered in his life. One for the White Sword God, one for the Three Elders of Zhou, and one for the Sword Split Immortal I met by chance... this is the fourth man! ”

When Lou Fool shocked, Ningfan's second step had been taken, and Thousand Miles of Cloud Sea collapsed!

Step three: Break the Miles of Clouds!

Step four: Collapse the 100,000 Mile Cloud Sea!

Step 5: Lu Foon's painstaking sword has been completely crushed by Ningfan!

Ningfan kept walking, taking steps six, seven, eight and nine.

With the ninth step taken, the sword rose to its peak at this moment.

With Ningfan's current understanding of the great power and falsehood, the power of the Nine Steps on Heaven is all the more frightening.

At this moment, Ningfan had no sword in his hand, but because of the absence of the sword, the sword reached the peak that the cultivator could reach!

A little spiritual flash in his heart, rather than a trance in his heart... he feels himself at this moment, able to manipulate everything below the Low-Order Flying Sword of the Divine Divine Divine Divine Treasure... no matter what his enemies!

“Sword of heaven and earth, do as I command!” Ningfan's eyes flashed with a sword and suddenly a voice ordered.

Huge swords sweep hundreds of thousands of miles across Yunshan! For a moment, all the monks around Yunshan were trembling, but all the swords were trembling when they were repaired with flying swords.

As Ningfan moves, 100,000 lower order brothers fly swords or lash out swordsheath boxes or escape storage bags.

Everyone's swords are deterred by Ningfan's sword power!

Hundred thousand flying swords swept across the sky, the sword was like a rainbow, shaking the whole juntian realm!

“Master of the sword! Sukai Hou, with his sword strength, surrendered the sword! ”

“Even a broken sword repair, not everyone may order ten thousand swords. Far from being a broken monk, Sui Hou may order ten thousand swords. This is fantastic! ”

Lou Fool's scalp numb.

Although he was blind and could not see the spectacular scene of the Ningfan emptying the sword, he felt the sword emptying the Sensen sword.

His Soft Cloud Sword is no match for Ningfan's Swordless Sword!

His sword incarnation is also hard to resist Ningfan's next blow!

“Little void sword! ”

Ningfan raised his finger, 100,000 low-order swords all crumbled, and the illusion turned into a phantom inky sword shadow.

On that day, he learned the art of the Ghost's Little Void Sword, but was never able to understand it perfectly.

But at this moment, his number made the sword, and he tacitly touched the unique door of the little void sword.

What is a little void sword? No. Emptiness, for my sword. A million Brothers!

“Down!”

At one point, 100,000 void swords and shadows like a storm hit, making Lou look very foolish.

His incarnation of sword light can block ordinary damage, but so many void swords can cut through nothingness, even though his incarnation can't stop this blow!

But this step can't be taken back, it can't be feared, because... he's a swordsmith!

If you are frightened, you will no longer be able to hold your sword in this life!

“Born in the rain, he entered the sword gate when he was 10 years old, and when he was 100 years old, he sought silence to repair his sword, self-destruct his eyes. Since then, his heart has been tied to a sword, his heart has not been stained... 9,000 years, 9,000 years of repair, his husband has been alone, he has lost too many, only one sword in his sole hand has never been lost...”

“Sword in, man! Sword defeat, death! ”

Lu foolish looked like a madman, shattered the cloud sword in his hand, suddenly pinched the sword technique, behind the purple sandalwood box ‘hu’ the ground shouted a red gold flying sword at the peak of fantasy!

The purification of falsehood is a falsehood, the crushing of falsehood is a fairy falsehood... this red gold flying sword is a falsehood, but there is a power of fairy falsehood in the sword!

That little power of immorality is the obsession of Lu Foon for 9,000 years!

This sword is called 'Foolish Sword’ and contains Lu Foolish lifetime swordplay!

Lou Fool's swordsmanship may not be as talented as others, but his insanity about swords can't be compared to Ningfan's or Yuntian's!

He raised his hand a little toward the foolish sword, his sword technique changed sharply, and his sword's body soared with brilliant sword light. Swordlight is one minute, two minutes, four minutes, a thousand ways, a thousand swordlights illusory and turned into a giant shadow of a thousand red gold god turtles, striking 100,000 void swordlights!

Boom! Boom!

A blank sword light is crushed and a red gold tortoise shadow is broken!

The tortoise is extinguished, but the blank sword light still remains, turning it into a sea of swordlight and submerging Lu.

The squealing swordlight oppressed the crowd, and only Ningfan and Lu Fool could stand at the top of the Cloud Sea!

Ning Fan stood like a rock, waved the town a circle of broken sword light, showed a glimpse of respect and looked at the fading empty sword shadow.

In the shadow of the sword, Lu Fool did not retreat half a step, but was seriously injured. Seven tricks spilled blood!

His last form was finally defeated by Ningfan!

But at least his swordplay didn't lose to Ning Fan, he guarded himself against this step, there was no retreat!

“Cough... cough... my husband lost, but my sword didn't! And I won't lose!” Lou's foolishness withered and coughed up blood, but his old face was smiling.

It is a pleasure to lose to such sword cultivation as Ningfan.

It is even happier to be able to defend your sword path without regret.

“You are not weak. If I do not break through the question, I will not beat you.” In all honesty, though his path is very different from that of Lou Fool's sword, there is a little respect for those who persist in the path.

“Oh, Vegetarian Hou Shentong is amazing, my husband lost orally... and this took Vegetarian Hou to the hill to see the rainbow tablet. ”

Lou's foolish voice had just fallen, and suddenly, five angry voices came from behind the sword box.

“Little fool, you are so weak, we have spent many years guiding you in swordsmanship, and you have lost to this man, and you have disgraced our faces! Humph, big sister never cares about you again! ”

“Humph, Second Sister also ignored you! ”

“Humph, Third Sister doesn't care about you! ”

“Humph, Fourth Sister doesn't care about you either! ”

“Huh... hum... hum..."

“Don't listen to her. She's stubborn. She's trying to say she's not ready for you either! ”

“From today on, we don't want you. We're going to find someone new. Bye! ”

puff! puff! puff!

Five different colors of sword light flew out of Lou Fool's box, which was too fast to see what was in the sword light.

Lu foolishly laughed, these little ancestors sword enlightenment though high, how can the mind have children, now see him defeated to Ning Fan, fear that the heart is not angry.

Thousands of years ago, Lou Foon, who had just peered, found these little ancestors in the ruins of an ancient sword cultivation.

Over the years, without the guidance of these little ancestors, he would never have been able to build the divine incarnation of Sword Light.

But these little ancestors were also quite annoying and often tormented Lu Fool.

Lou looked forward to the five departed swordlights, and was fortunate and lost.

Fortunately, no little ancestors have tormented themselves since then.

What has been lost is thousands of years of living together, and some of these little ancestors really can't resist.

But suddenly the five swordlights turned towards Ningfan's place.

Lu foolish, do these little ancestors see Ningfan Swordsmanship is strong, ready to pet Ningfan?

“It is!”

I'd rather look at the five swords that came out of the whistle, my eyes shocked.

The common man could not see what was in the light of the sword, but Fan could see!

That's five little girls thumb size!

The five little girls wore gold, green, blue, red, and yellow skirts, and an eyebrow show. They looked about eleven or twelve years old, with thin wings like dragonflies behind them, and their faces were angry.

“It's... sword spirit! And not the sword spirit of a regular flying sword, but the sword spirit of a fairy sword at the very least! ”

If the sword is spiritual, it is a sword spirit.

Ordinary sword spirits are the spirituality of the sword itself, but some sword spirits can extinguish the sword and automate its shape.

These five sword spirits came in a fierce way, preferring not to ask Lu Foon about the origin of the five sword spirits, suddenly a warning sign.

But among the five thumb girls, the little girl in gold suddenly pinched her hand and a vast sword spread from her body plate!

“Humph, you fool, we won't lose to you! I must show you! Sword Cutting Void Technique! ”

Shh!

Ningfan suddenly appeared numerous swords, the void suddenly broke open, and the scenery in front of him changed.

In an instant, he disappeared to the top of the cloudy sea in the jungle and appeared in a separate cavernous space.

The little girl in gold, though small in shape, has a good sense of magic, she can practise the sword to cut the void...

The sword slashing emptiness is very similar to the art of opening holes in the hand of a broken monk. It is the art of opening holes in heaven. Generally speaking, only a broken sword repair can master this technique...

The little girl in the golden coat doesn't have half the power flowing through her body, but she can do the art of shattering...

Successfully captured Ningfan into cave space, all five little girls smiled proudly, shaking their thin wings, flying in five directions, and surrounded Ningfan.

“Humph! You're surrounded by us. You can't escape! You defeated the little fool, we were very disgraced. Sister wants to cut you 300 swords and punish you! ”

“Second Sister chopped you 500 swords! ”

“Sister San, cut off your 700 swords! ”

“Sister Four chopped you 900 swords! ”

“Five... five... five...”

“She's stubborn, she wants to chop you a thousand swords! ”

With a stare in his eyes, he felt a constant sense of crisis... and a strange sense of familiarity...

Five little girls are fairy sword spirits. Though they haven't been repaired, the sword's intentions and swordsmanship alone make it too cynical to throw them alone...

If the five little girls are working together, they are afraid that even the old monster who broke the sky will be temporarily avoided.

These five little girls are amazing, but trying to chop him off is still impossible.

“What's your relationship with Lou Foon? What does it have to do with Juntian Temple?” Ningfan asked with a smile.

“Humph! We had nothing to do with little fools. He was our pet, but now we've lost him! As for Juntian Temple... what is it? Never heard of it!” Five little girls were arrogant.

“Has it nothing to do with Lu Foon or Juntian Temple? Never even heard of Juntian Temple...”

I'd rather have a smile in my eyes, so no one would have a problem catching the five swords.

Sword Spirit is a good thing... it is sent in a flying sword, it can improve the flying sword divinity, it can also help to quench the flying sword and enhance the power of the flying sword.

Some swordspirits have more mastery of some of their former masters... and if the five swordspirits are fairy swords, I wonder if they have some high-order swordsmanship.

And these five sword spirits are quite intelligent. If they are subdued, they can also act as some fighting power.

He even dared to capture the heavenly robbers. What does the five Immortal Sword Spirits count for?

“You guys, it's mine! ”