Chapter 1557: Fighting spirit!

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Ye Fan's words are sonorous and powerful, with unparalleled power between the lines.

In the sight of everyone around him, Ye Fan seemed to change his body, transforming into the supreme king, a word that made the people stunned.

No one can resist his will.

The complexion of many monks in the arena changed drastically, big beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads, and there was a huge wave in their hearts.

They never expected that a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage would bring himself more oppressive force than the True Immortal Du Jie!

Frightened by Ye Fan's terrifying coercion, a monk stammered: "Straight...Go straight for five kilometers in, it's the inner layer of Buried Jianhai!"

"Thank you!"

Ye Fan clasped his fists to thank him, then turned and walked towards the inner level.

Looking at his leaving back, the field suddenly exploded.

"Oh my god! Junior Brother Ye is really going to the inner layer, right?"

"This is a dead end!"

"Jian Wuya is a genius of swordsmanship. He only dared to enter the inner layer after breaking through to the fourth revolution of the **** of transformation! No matter how enchanting this guy, he wants to forcibly enter the inner layer with the Nascent Soul Stage, it is still as difficult as reaching the sky! "

In the eyes of everyone, Ye Fan is simply a lunatic!

If he is not crazy, how can he trespass into the inner layer?

Soon, these monks followed Ye Fan closely, and went to the inner layer together.

...

After a while, Ye Fan came to the inner layer.

Looking into the distance, I saw a clear boundary formed there.

The number of ancient swords in the inner layer dropped sharply, not as dense as the outer layer.

But every ancient sword revealed a domineering sword intent, overwhelming the sky, as if to destroy everything in the world.

Even at a certain distance, Ye Fan could feel the danger, his scalp was numb, his hairs were standing upside down, and he was chilling.

As others have said, most monks in the transformation stage will die forever if they break into the inner layer without authorization!

The ground at the junction of the inner and outer layers also showed a mottled dark red color. I don't know how many monks' blood was splashed on it. It would take years to leave such traces.

"Junior Brother Ye, don't be impulsive!"

From the rear, someone kindly persuaded: "You can enter the Sword Burial Sea with the Yuan Ying cultivation base, it is already great! If you look back now, no one will laugh at you!"

"Yes! There are many ground-level high-grade spiritual weapons in the outer layer, not inferior to the heaven-level spiritual weapons, why are you so persistent?"

"Although the geniuses are good, it would be worthless if they were killed for nothing!"

Ye Fan heard the words, turned his head and looked at everyone, and said: "Brothers, thank you for your reminder, but my will is determined! As a swordsman, you should go straight ahead and be invincible, meet mountains and open mountains, meet water to split water, and break through all the shackles of the world. Not to mention the sword energy in the inner layers, even the gods and Buddhas can't stop them!"

Speaking of the last sentence, an unparalleled power burst out of Ye Fan's body, rushing into the sky, flooding the audience, and the invisible spirit seemed to become essence.

For a while, many monks in the venue were shocked, and they seemed to have been greatly affected, and their faces appeared ashamed.

Compared with Ye Fan's aggressiveness, they were obviously far behind.

However, there were also a few people who glanced at Ye Fan squintingly, yin and yang talking strangely:

"It's just a boy of the Nascent Soul Stage, but his tone is big and boundless. Do you think of yourself as the true immortal of the Tribulation?"

"Humph! Who wouldn't speak big words, only strength is the kingly way!"

"I bet that as long as he enters the inner layer and can't even hold on for ten breaths, he will be wiped out by those terrifying sword auras, and the corpse will be separated!"

...

Ye Fan didn't pay attention to those cold words, he always maintained his composure, and walked towards the inner layer without changing his face.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

The eyes of the audience focused on him, and everyone held their breath and was extremely nervous.

Ten meters!

Five meters!

Three meters!

Ye Fan was getting closer and closer to the inner layer. When there was one meter left, he smelled a strong danger, his whole body tightened, and even his heart trembled suddenly.

terror!

so horrible!

Don't even think that Ye Fan is only the peak cultivation base of Yuan Ying, but relying on the magical secrets such as Cangtian Overlord Body, Beichen Seven Swords, Taishangyin, etc., he has the power to fight against the powerhouse of the Eight or Nine Ranks of Shanghua God.

However, the ancient heavenly sword in the inner layer is the companion of True Immortal Crossing Tribulation, which contains the supreme sword intent of True Immortal Crossing Tribulation.

More importantly, the ancient swords in the inner layer were not just one, but hundreds of them.

Too many!

So many sword intents of the True Immortal Crossing Tribulation, gathered together, the lethality increased geometrically.

With his current strength, he was reluctant to break through.

However, Ye Fan did not shrink back, instead, a raging flame burned in his eyes, and his fighting spirit was above the sky.

My brothers, why are you afraid of a battle?

Give up life and forget about death, rather than bending!

war!

war!

war!

Before, Ye Fan wanted to compete with Jian Wuya to sharpen his martial arts, but unfortunately he didn't get a good opportunity.

And now, as long as you enter the inner layer, it is equivalent to fighting against hundreds of kendo masters at the same time.

In the eyes of others, this is a crisis of life and death!

But in Ye Fan's eyes, it was a golden opportunity to sharpen himself and accumulate a lot of combat experience.

Of course, apart from Ye Fan, there will be no other Nascent Soul cultivators who dare to use so many ancient heavenly swords as their own training partners!

This method is really crazy, it's like walking a tightrope in the sky, and if you are careless, you will die.

...

Under the attention of everyone, Ye Fan took a big step and finally stepped into the inner layer.

With this step, the situation changes.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang..."

The sound of high-pitched swords sounded like a shocking wave hitting the shore, and the Yangtze River burst its embankment.

Feeling that Ye Fan, the "uninvited guest" boss, the countless ancient heavenly swords in the inner layer have all revived, bursting into a brilliant and unparalleled light.

The light is superimposed, and it is even more dazzling than the stars, enough to sweep across the heavens.

In an instant, the sword light enveloped the entire sword burial sea, and even the monks who watched from a hundred meters away were also enveloped.

All of them were horrified, their bodies shuddering involuntarily, instinctively wanting to surrender.

Kendo will last!

Even though thousands of years have passed, the ancient sword contains the spiritual will to pass the Tribulation True Immortal, but it hasn't been worn down.

Just the aftermath that leaked out made people chilling, as if turning into a lone boat in the storm, vacillating, and might be swallowed at any time!

"Swish swish swish swish!!!"

The endless sword aura came surging like a huge wave, overwhelming the sky, swallowing Ye Fan completely.

Ye Fan didn't dare to neglect at all, and he hurriedly sacrificed the Thunder Tribulation Sword, and at the same time displayed the "Wisdom Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Ways" and "The Rage Sword Kills the Common People" to confront the enemy.

"Clang! Clang! Clang..."

The sound of the collision of sharp blades, one after another, is endless.

A few minutes later, Ye Fan finally pierced through the last ancient sword sword aura, but before he could take a long breath, the next wave of more violent offensive swept through.

This time, the giant wave of sword qi seemed to undergo a substantial transformation, the quantitative change caused a qualitative change, and it turned into a sword qi tsunami, carrying the power of swallowing the sky and the earth, and pressing against Ye Fan forcibly.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, the cultivators onlookers in the distance couldn't help but breathe in the air-conditioning, their scalp numb, and they never thought that the sword aura of these ancient heavenly swords was so terrifying.

"That kid is dead!"

Someone looked at Ye Fan's eyes as if they were looking at a corpse.

This horrible tsunami of sword energy is like hundreds of true immortals crossing the Tribulation, swinging their swords at the same time.

A cultivator of the Nascent Soul Stage, no matter how enchanting he was, he couldn't resist this degree of offensive.

"not good!"

Ye Fan's face changed drastically, feeling the pressure of death close at hand.

He quickly inserted the Thunder Tribulation Sword into the ground in front of him, madly injecting his inner strength into it, and shouted:

"Ren Jianping all directions!"

In an instant, a transparent energy mask emerged, wrapping his body tightly.

"Boom boom boom boom!!!"

The sword aura of the ancient heavenly sword blasted under the energy mask, endlessly, and never stopped.

"Crack!"

Soon, the energy mask was like fragile tissue paper, vulnerable to a single blow, cracks appeared in an instant, cracked, and turned into dust.

Immediately afterwards, those sword auras were no longer blocked, and they slammed into Ye Fan's body.

In an instant, Ye Fan's body was bruised, bloody, scarlet, and severely injured.