There were several corpses lying on the ground of Jinque Sword Pavilion, probably all of whom came to break into the formation many years ago.

Calculate the time, I guess every corpse has been around for a while, but there are no signs of decay.

"father."

Nan Li shouted and was about to rush up, but was stopped by Yan Fei.

"Brother Nan, don't be impulsive."

"Dad, second uncle, third uncle."

Yan Fei blocked Nan Li and asked in surprise: "All these three are your elders?"

After a hundred breaths, Nan Li calmed down.

"That's right, grandpa got this formation when he first came into contact with my father, second and third uncles all day long to study the formation. Later..., they all died in the formation. Grandpa tried his best to bring their bodies out. I, I must bring my father's body out today."

Yan Fei took a deep breath.

It seems that the Lord of Jinque Sword Pavilion no longer practices swordsmanship, and even the Lord of the Pavilion is not doing it anymore, mainly because of this matter.

"Brother Nan, don't move, I'll try it."

Nan Li has calmed down a lot now, and he hurriedly pulled Yan Fei away.

"Brother Yan, I just lost my composure. You have seen the danger of this formation. This is my Nan family's business, you don't have to take this risk."

Yan Fei glanced at Nan Li sideways.

"Brother Nan, you made a mistake. Today I am here to break into Jiange. You accompany me. This is not your business."

"But, even the owners of the manor can't do it. You will definitely die if you enter the formation."

Yan Fei pursed his lips and smiled slightly, "Haha, my life in Yan Fei is not worth it, but it is not just a matter of losing it. Don't worry, I know how much I have."

After saying that, Yan Fei walked slowly forward.

Take two steps forward and then walk again and enter the formation.

Yan Fei held his breath and concentrated, slowly closed his eyes, capturing the strange feeling deep in his heart.

"Sure enough, this feeling is exactly the same as in the Sword Abyss. This sword formation is of the same origin as the sword protection formation in the Sword Abyss." Yan Fei said in surprise.

He gathered his spirits and kept asking questions in his heart.

"What's going on? What's the relationship between the two large arrays?"

Suddenly, the old voice in my mind came: "The four God-killing Sword Formation."

Yan Fei was shocked and asked anxiously: "Four God-killing Sword Formations? What a domineering name, but why do I feel familiar?"

"Tsk tsk..., because that was created by you."

The old voice shocked Yan Fei's heart like thunder.

What did I create? What a joke? The ancient sword formation took at least thousands or even tens of thousands of years. I created it?

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing. Just because you know too much now, it's not good to know too much. If you can reach the sword soul realm, I might let you know something."

"Who are you? Why are you hiding in my body, who am I?" The next moment, Yan Fei's mind was filled with great pain. He had asked these more than once, and every time it was the same. The strange voice never answered, and it would bring him great pain.

Who am I, who am I?

An ancient array, the voice actually said that I created it.

Yan Fei showed a painful expression, and Nan Li immediately shouted: "Brother Yan, are you okay?"

Nanli was about to come, Yan Fei hurriedly stopped: "Stop."

"Brother Yan."

"Don't worry, I'm fine. Today I swear to break this formation." After that, Yan Fei resolutely stepped into the sword formation.

Seeing Yan Fei step into the sword formation, Nan Li's heart was in his throat.

He wanted to help, but he didn't know how to do it.

Yan Fei just stepped into the sword formation and felt a powerful murderous aura covering him.

In an instant, a layer of sword power spread across the Jinque Sword Pavilion, and countless swords suddenly appeared in the originally empty space.

These swords have no essence and are entirely composed of sword breath in the formation.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Countless swords flew back and forth, and Nan Li clearly saw that the entire sword pavilion was covered with sword marks left by flying swords, as dense as a spider web.

Countless sword marks surrounded Yan Fei, almost forming a cocoon that wrapped Yan Fei inside.

The murderous aura surged, and the power of the ancient sword formation made Yan Fei amazed.

However, since you come, you will be at ease. I, Yan Fei, don’t be afraid of death, so why are you afraid?

Yan Fei shouted angrily: "Hmph, I am the immortal sword body, the emperor in the sword, and ten thousand swords retreat, who dares to hurt me?"

In an instant, Yan Fei showed his domineering aura, and he fully revealed his immortal sword body.

Forged into an immortal sword body, he was a sword.

No matter how strong the ancient formation is, it is also a sword formation. Yan Fei enters the formation and naturally merges into the sword formation.

The sword formation could not attack itself, but the domineering aura that Yan Fei showed at this moment made the sword formation feel a little scared.

Humans have souls, beasts have souls, instruments have souls, and arrays have souls.

The sword formation also seemed to feel that Yan Fei had a familiar aura.

The entire sword formation was filled with sword light, and the murderous aura was so fierce that it did not dare to attack Yan Fei. Seeing this scene, Nan Li was completely shocked.

Thinking back to the beginning, his father died in just a dozen breaths.

But now, Yan Fei has been in the formation for a hundred breaths.

Yan Fei decided to give it a try, but unexpectedly, he could really calm the formation.

From another perspective, this also confirms what the weird voice says.

Yan Fei's confusion about the mystery became increasingly intense.

Now is not the time to study this.

In the sword abyss, Yan Fei practiced with his sword energy. Now it was the time. He hurriedly used the mental method of "Wuji Sword Dao".

The mental method had just started to work, and Yan Fei was shocked again.

A layer of golden light shrouded on the golden sword floating above his head.

The metallic spiritual power contained in the Golden Que Sword?

Yan Fei was shocked to find that these metal spiritual powers had entered his body and were gathering towards the sword vein.

The next moment, Yan Fei's heart moved, and he immediately used his mind method to transfer these metallic spiritual powers to gather on the central sword vein.

Crafting veins!

The spiritual power of gold did not enter the sword vein, but was spread throughout the sword vein.

Metal spiritual power is casting Yan Fei's sword vein.

This change was purely accidental. Yan Fei didn't know what the result was, but he firmly believed that he had to seize this opportunity.

The golden light had completely enveloped Yan Fei, and Yan Fei seemed to be gilded.

He sat cross-legged in the sword formation, letting the sword lights flash around him and murderous aura surround him.

Nan Li was stunned. Everything in front of him was obviously beyond his perception.

Just now, Nan Li suddenly heard Yan Fei’s shout: “Brother Nan, why are you still standing there? Come in.”

Nan Li stared at him as if he didn't hear it clearly.

"What, I, I'll enter the formation?"

"Why, I stopped you just now, you insisted on breaking through, but now you are scared?"

Nan Li looked embarrassed and became cruel after a few breaths.

"Okay, Nan Li will sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman today. Brother Yan, if we die, we will die together." After the words fell, Nan Li rushed into the formation in one step.
Chapter completed!