Chapter 1558 I have a sword heart, which can illuminate thousands of mountains and rivers!
Looking at Ye Fan lying in a pool of blood, several people gloated:
"Hmph! What an overestimation of one's abilities!"
"You dare to break into the inner layer even though you are only in the Nascent Soul realm. You deserve to die!"
"If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences! Even if he dies, there will be no one to collect his body!"
"shut up!"
Suddenly, the bearded man sternly scolded: "Facing the murder of a fellow disciple, you not only show no mercy, but you are so vicious and add insult to injury! I will definitely report this to the elders after I leave the Sword Burial Sea!"
Upon hearing this, the few people who were making sarcastic remarks immediately stopped and were too frightened to say anything more.
"Huh? Junior Brother Ye is not dead!" someone exclaimed.
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the venue turned their heads and looked at Ye Fan.
Although Ye Fan was covered in blood, he was not dead. Instead, he struggled to get up from the ground holding the Thunder Tribulation Sword.
Seeing this scene, many monks were stunned. They couldn't believe their eyes and thought they were hallucinating.
A Yuanying stage monk could withstand the sword energy of so many heaven-level ancient swords and still managed to survive!
Then how strong must be his physical strength?
In fact, after ascending the 1000th floor of the Holy Ladder to Heaven, Ye Fan was baptized by the light of destiny, and both his physical body and his spiritual consciousness underwent a qualitative transformation.
Nowadays, in a pure competition of physical strength, Ye Fan is even stronger than the ninth-turn god-transformation monk!
Even so, under the tsunami-like sharp sword energy just now, Ye Fan was still injured, as if he had endured the punishment of Lingchi, and was cut into pieces by a thousand swords.
The intense pain stimulated his nerves. Although it was not fatal, it was heartbreaking.
Ye Fan quickly activated his inner strength, the fire of Nirvana burned blazingly in his body, and the shocking wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, at this time, the countless ancient swords in the inner layer, as if they had some intelligence, activated their sword energy again. This time, a mysterious sword array formed in the air and swept over them.
"Oops!"
Ye Fan didn't care about healing at all, and quickly activated his inner energy, his body moved and dodged like a phantom, erratic.
But the horror of the sword formation was far beyond his imagination. It was like mercury pouring down the ground, penetrating into every hole, giving people a feeling that there was nothing to hide from in the sky and on the earth.
"歘!歘!歘!"
The sharp sword energy tore Ye Fan's skin.
The first way, the second way, the third way...
The tenth track!
The 100th way!
Soon, Ye Fan's body was stained red with blood again. Looking from a distance, he looked like a bloody man. There was no good piece of meat on his body, and all the white bones were exposed.
"Ahhh!"
Ye Fan let out a painful cry.
With this level of injury, if he hadn't been carrying the Heavenly Hegemony, even a hundred lives wouldn't have been enough for him to die.
But the Heavenly Hegemony is not omnipotent!
If this trend continues, when his inner strength is exhausted, he will die!
At this critical moment, Mr. Wei's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Xiao Fan, do you know why you are so embarrassed?"
"Why?" Ye Fan quickly asked.
"Your attainments in swordsmanship are really poor!" Mr. Wei said decisively.
"Swordsmanship?" Ye Fan was stunned, never expecting such an answer.
"Of course! What is tested in this Sword Burial Sea is actually the monk's swordsmanship! Although your physical body is strong and your strength is pretty good, you can make those ancient swords in the outer layer surrender, but when it comes to the ancient swords of the heaven level, it is completely ineffective.
It's over! Unless you make a breakthrough in your swordsmanship, it's impossible to get through this difficulty!" Mr. Wei said in a deep voice.
After hearing these words, Ye Fan fell into reflection.
Ye Fan has always taken the path of conquering ten societies with one force, crushing his opponents with supreme power, and did not spend too much time on honing the way of the sword.
Except for the Seven Swords of Beichen, Ye Fan knew nothing about swordsmanship and was even inferior to some beginners.
His fighting style is just to crush the enemy with his strong internal strength, which cannot be called the way of swordsmanship at all.
"Mr. Wei, what should I do now?" Ye Fan asked.
"Xiaofan, no matter how strong your body is, you can't resist the endless sword energy; no matter how fast you are, you can't quickly pass through the sword energy of the Tribulation Immortal! Therefore, what you need to do is not to fight, but to use yourself to
Get into it!”
"Integrating into it? What does this mean?" Ye Fan asked in confusion.
"If you want to deal with the tsunami, the simplest way is not to ignite the sky-burning flames, but to turn yourself into a drop of water and become a member of the tsunami!" Mr. Wei explained.
When Ye Fan heard this, his eyes lit up, and an idea flashed in his mind, as if he had grasped some mysterious and mysterious key point.
With his current level of cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to defeat so many heavenly ancient swords!
Every heaven-level ancient sword contains the sword intention of a true immortal who can transcend tribulations, destroy the dead, kill gods and kill immortals.
Since you can't compete, why not change your mind -
Transform yourself into a sword-like existence!
As long as this is the case, Ye Fan will be regarded as the same kind by those heaven-level ancient swords, and he can walk freely in the inner layer without being attacked.
However, this thing is easy to say but very difficult to do.
Especially now that Ye Fan is in danger, he must not only face the attack of hundreds of sword energies, but also turn himself into sword energy.
It’s as difficult as climbing to heaven!
Suddenly, Ye Fan stood still, as if he had given up resistance completely.
He did not dodge or dodge, letting those sharp sword energy penetrate his body.
Seeing this scene, the monks looked surprised and whispered:
"What's going on? Why is Junior Brother Ye not moving?"
"Is it because the internal energy is exhausted and I can't hold on anymore?"
"Hey...Junior brother Ye can step into the Sea of Burial Swords at the Nascent Soul stage, so he can be called a genius with amazing talents! It's a pity that God is jealous of talents, and he is too stubborn, so he will not escape death after all!"
…
"Stab it! Stab it! Stab it!"
The sharp sword energy continuously penetrated Ye Fan's body. The miserable scene made those who heard it sad and those who saw it shed tears.
Many monks turned their heads away, unwilling to look at this cruel scene.
However, Ye Fan did not sit still and wait for death.
Every time the sword energy pierced his body, he carefully tasted the sword intention contained in it.
Some of those sword intentions are domineering and unparalleled, some are restrained, some are as bright as stars, and some are as chilling as the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves...
Each sword intention was completely different, bringing a spiritual baptism to Ye Fan.
Through the sword intention, he seemed to see the heroic figures of his predecessors thousands of years ago, wielding swords to kill enemies.
Countless exquisite sword techniques and sword moves were presented before his eyes.
Soon, Ye Fan entered a state of concentration.
In the eyes of outsiders, Ye Fan's body was attacked by countless sword energies. His flesh and blood were mangled, his bones were broken, and his human form was almost invisible, but his aura did not dissipate.
Time passed minute by minute.
One hour, two hours, three hours...
The dozens of monks guarding the distance were all stunned.
They never expected that Ye Fan's vitality would be so tenacious. He was like an invincible Xiaoqiang who was still alive despite the fierce sword energy.
"Oh my God! Even if Junior Brother Ye's body is made of meteorite iron, he can't withstand such torture!"
"Is he still human?!"
"Could it be that...he can really create miracles?"
At this moment, Ye Fan was unaware of everything in the outside world.
"Qiang!"
I don't know how long it took, but the sound of a sword sounded, but the source was not from the outside world, but from his heart.
Although it was inaudible, the first sword sound was like the first falling domino, triggering a chain reaction.
"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"
For a time, countless sword sounds rang out, converging into the same roar. The roar was like the roar of a tiger and the roar of a dragon, like a thunderbolt, resounding through the heart!
Ye Fan only felt that the sword intent from the heavenly ancient sword was constantly stirring, colliding, and finally merging together in his mind.
Previously, Ye Fan practiced "Brave Sword Cutting Tiangang" and "God of War Art", and realized the fearless sword intention.
He sacrifices his life and forgets to die, and is heroic and decisive. He will never return to the sheath until the enemy is dead.
The place of discontinuation is the place of beginning, and only when there is no end can one be able to survive!
Only by putting life and death aside can one understand the fearless sword intention.
But now, after witnessing the sword intent of so many Tribulation Immortals, Ye Fan's fearless sword intent seems to have undergone incredible sublimation and transformation.
"Tsk!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan seemed to hear a sound of cracking silk.
The chaos in front of his eyes seemed to have been cut off by something.
The sky above the dome seemed to be cut off by something.
The ground beneath my feet seemed to be cut off by something.
Even the whole world seemed to be cut off by something.
One sword is born!
The sky falls and the earth collapses!
In an instant, Ye Fan had an epiphany.
His sword intention has since been sublimated into the sword heart.
The sword's heart is clear!
To practice swordsmanship, you must forge the heart of the sword!
The sword is like the heart, and the heart is like the sword. When the heart moves, the sword moves!
Therefore, good people hold the sword to save people, and evil people hold the sword to kill people. There are also swords that kill people to save people, and swords that kill people to save people.
Soldiers are weapons, and saints use them as a last resort. If a saint holds a sword, he can bring peace to the world, but if a wicked man holds it, he can bring chaos to the nine provinces.
For a swordsman, mastering the sword's will is only the first step in getting started.
Above the sword's will, there is the sword's heart.
The mind connects with the heart, and when the heart moves, the mind comes out.
Any swordsman who has reached the state of "Sword Heart" will be invincible in the world even if he does not have a sword in his hand but still has a sword in his heart.
The same weapon can exert different lethality in the hands of different swordsmen. This is not only the difference in cultivation level, but also the difference in "heart".
The sword is just a carrier of power. What really matters is the person wielding the sword.
Having the "Sword Heart" means that you have extraordinary attainments in the way of the sword and always stick to your own way.
In the face of countless difficulties and obstacles, even the gods and Buddhas above the nine heavens and the fierce ghosts under the nine netherworlds, they are fearless.
"Whoa! Whoa!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan opened his eyes suddenly, and cold stars flew everywhere.
Even though his body was completely shattered and bloody, the aura on his body was like an unsheathed divine sword, sharp and unstoppable.
…
“Swish swish swish!!!”
The endless sword energy in the inner layer swept in from all directions.
But the next moment, something incredible happened——
Ye Fan's body seemed to turn into air, and the sharp sword energy did not cause any harm to him, and came out directly from his body.
Immediately afterwards, a new round of sword energy did not appear.
For Ye Fan, this "uninvited guest", those heavenly ancient swords seemed to turn a blind eye.
"What...what's going on?!"
The many monks who were watching from a distance had incredible looks on their faces, and they were extremely surprised.
The scene before their eyes exceeded their cognitive limits.
No one could have imagined that Ye Fan was not injured by the sword energy, but instead transformed into a similar kind of sword energy.
Doesn't this mean that Ye Fan can move around at will in the inner layer and choose the ancient sword of heaven level at will?
You must know that Jian Wuya was in extremely miserable condition in the inner realm, surrounded by dangers, and had passed by the God of Death countless times.
And Ye Fan entered the inner layer, only a few hours later, he had such a miraculous breakthrough.
On the other side, after comprehending the sword's heart, Ye Fan was not in a hurry, but instead used his inner energy to restore his physical wounds.
If another person suffered such a tragic injury, even if he took a miracle drug, he would have to rest for at least half a month.
However, Ye Fan’s Celestial Hegemony cannot be calculated using common sense.
In just half an hour, his injuries were almost healed.
The next moment, Ye Fan was holding the Thunder Tribulation Sword, with an indescribable expression on his face, and his clothes moved automatically like a sword fairy coming to the dust.
In addition, his body also exudes a strong aura, unyielding and fearless, as if it is engraved in his bones and integrated into his blood, which is moving.
Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Fan slowly waved the Thunder Tribulation Sword, without injecting any inner energy, but the sword heart he just understood was functioning instinctively.
"I have a sword heart!"
"Locked up by dusty labor for a long time!"
"Once the dust is gone, all light will be reborn!"
"Illuminating thousands of mountains and rivers!"
Ye Fan's voice is ethereal and high, just like the Buddha's voice, distant and vast.
For a moment, everything between heaven and earth was silent, except for his voice.
Immediately, with the Thunder Tribulation Sword as the center of the circle, an invisible ripple of energy spread out.
Across thousands of mountains, across thousands of seas!
"boom!"
The dazzling sword light illuminated the sky and instantly enveloped the entire Burial Sword Sea.
"Buzz buzz buzz..."
Millions of ancient swords all hummed in unison.
They were actually trembling towards Ye Fan's position, as if they were meeting the supreme king.
…
"Thousands of swords roar together, is it possible that Junior Brother Ye has also been recognized by a certain heaven-level ancient sword?" Someone exclaimed in surprise.
"With the realm of Nascent Soul stage, he has successfully broken through the inner layer. Such a peerless genius can be said to be unparalleled in the past and the present!"
Not long ago, Jian Wuya was recognized by Tiandu Jian, and the movement when he came out of seclusion was earth-shattering, making everyone present envious.
But now, the vision triggered by Ye Fan is even worse than that of Jian Wuya.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, Ye Fan looked around, looking at the hundreds or thousands of heavenly ancient swords in the inner layer, his face was still calm, and he seemed to be unable to arouse any interest.
Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes flashed, and he walked deeper into the place without looking back.
"Kick! Kick! Kick!"
He keeps moving forward and forward again!
Seeing this scene, many monks watching from a distance were stunned.
Suddenly, someone seemed to have thought of something and exclaimed in disbelief: "Could it be that...Junior Brother Ye is going to the core of the founding sect's sword training place to find the legendary holy weapon?"