Rainbows of sword energy filled the sky, shattering one after another, like fireworks, dazzling and bright.
In fact, these sword energies are as short-lived as fireworks. They only exist for half a minute and then disappear.
"How can this be?!"
Master Xuanfeng could no longer maintain his usual composure, his eyes were wide open and he couldn't believe it all.
You know, the unique move "Hua Hong" he performed with Zhenwu Sword, although it is not the ultimate trump card, it is still one of the best magical powers in the world.
Even true immortals of the same realm have to avoid the edge for the time being and dare not challenge him head-on.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan lost his magical power without realizing it.
More importantly, he didn't even know how Ye Fan did it.
Some extremely fast special moves or spiritual attacks cannot be captured by the monk's naked eyes, but the fluctuations in vitality during the move will be clearly sensed by the soul.
But just now, Master Xuanfeng couldn't sense anything.
If Ye Fan hadn't claimed to have drawn the sword, he would still have been kept in the dark.
At this time, Ye Fan looked at him from afar, without any intention of showing off in his eyes, and asked lightly: "How does your speed compare with the Peng clan?"
"The Peng clan is the fastest in the wilderness and is unparalleled in the world. The poor people are naturally not as fast as them!"
Although Master Xuanfeng is confident, he is not a match for the Peng clan in a simple competition of speed.
"Not long ago, I fought with the Peng Clan. I instantly swung a hundred thousand swords and cut off the wings of a hundred thousand Peng Clan, including Peng Wuji, the son of King Jinpeng! During the whole process, not a single Peng Clan reacted!"
Ye Fan's voice was silent, but when it fell into the ears of Master Xuanfeng, it was no less than a nine-day divine thunder.
Prior to this, although Master Xuanfeng had received news that Ye Fan had defeated the three demon clan forces, he did not know the specific process.
Now that he heard these words, a huge wave was set off in his heart, and his eyes looking at Ye Fan became a little more solemn.
This eternal genius from the Yunhai Immortal Sect is more terrifying than the legend. No wonder the nine major sects will send out the Nine Dragon Order!
"What technique did you use just now?" Master Xuanfeng couldn't help but ask.
"Zhutian Sword Technique!" Ye Fan shouted.
Master Xuanfeng frowned, it was obviously the first time he heard about this magical swordsmanship.
Failure to succeed at the beginning will not make him give up completely.
"Master Ye, I still have a sword, please teach me!"
"The fourth form of the True Martial Arts Sword—Fan Yun!"
The next moment, Master Xuanfeng thrust out his sword, and thousands of clouds surrounded the sword blade, sweeping out.
“Flashy!”
Ye Fan commented coldly, waved the Wuxiang Sword again, and displayed his brave sword to kill Tiangang.
"Tsk!"
The crimson sword was as powerful as a broken bamboo, tearing apart thousands of clouds.
"The fifth form of Zhenwu Sword - Nong Ying!"
Master Xuanfeng was still not discouraged and drew his sword again.
"Swish swish swish!"
In an instant, thousands of sword shadows shot out from the Zhenwu magic sword, and the sky was filled with brilliance, like a dragnet, strangled towards Ye Fan with great momentum.
"Hmph! Too big and inappropriate!"
Ye Fan sneered, without fear at all, he used his angry sword to slaughter the people, and endless murderous intent surged out.
This large-scale killing move is enough to kill hundreds of millions of living beings in an instant, and instantly turn those sword shadows into powder and cease to exist.
…
"The sixth form of Zhenwu Sword - Chasing the Wind!"
"The Seventh Form of the True Martial Sword—Chasing the Light!"
"The eighth form of Zhenwu Sword - Li Yuan!"
A variety of exquisite sword moves were unleashed from the hands of Master Xuanfeng.
I have to admit that he is definitely a master of swordsmanship, and his understanding of sword moves has reached the pinnacle.
However, the strongest has its own right.
No matter how exquisite his moves were, Ye Fan was always one step ahead, leaving him extremely frustrated.
In the final analysis, the "Zhenwu Sword" practiced by Master Xuanfeng, even if it is a high-level magical power, the upper limit is very limited.
The "Seven Swords of Beichen" practiced by Ye Fan was inherited from the Beichen Sect. It is a holy-level magical power, and its upper limit is much higher.
For example, if the upper limit of "Zhenwu Sword" is 1,000, then Master Xuanfeng has now reached 1,000. Due to the limitations of his skills, he cannot break through.
The upper limit of "Seven Swords of Beichen" is 2000. Although Ye Fan has not reached the Dzogchen realm of cultivation, he only has 1200, which is still stronger than Xuanfeng Zhenren.
"The ninth form of Zhenwu Sword - Flying Immortal!"
Suddenly, Master Xuanfeng shouted loudly, and his aura became ethereal and illusory, like a god who was about to emerge and ascend.
For a moment, the Zhenwu magic sword bloomed with extreme light, and the surrounding space trembled, shattered inch by inch, and endless terrifying aura was emitted.
However, there was no fear on Ye Fan's face.
Ye Fan had already learned this trick before when he faced the spiritual clone of the Supreme Elder of the Zhenwu Dao Sect.
Since he can break it once, he can break it a second time.
"Stab it!"
Suddenly, a faint blue sword light fell from the sky, like a startling light and lightning, like a rainbow crossing the sky. The sword struck down brilliantly and swiftly, possessing sword energy that even chilled the bone marrow. The edge of the sword was so terrifying that it could not be resisted.
!
"Sword of Wisdom - Break all laws!"
Ye Fan shouted loudly, and the nine acupoints on his head opened at the same time. His brain was running wildly, and he began to deconstruct and analyze the flaws in this sword.
The Flying Immortal Sword, which was originally as fast as thunder, slowed down tens of thousands of times in his sight, no different from a turtle crawling.
Soon, Ye Fan discovered the mystery and flaws in this sword.
However, the process of Master Xuanfeng's "Zhenwu Sword" just now seemed to echo in his mind, with countless sword moves intertwined together.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, the golden paper that had been hidden in his soul, the golden paper that recorded the "Unkai Dao Canon", suddenly shone brightly.
Countless pictures appeared before his eyes like a slideshow, like a raging torrent of information.
In front of Ye Fan's eyes, countless moves seemed to appear, including "Zhenwu Sword" and many other more mysterious moves. In the end, these moves were melted into one furnace.
Previously at the Yunhai Immortal Sect, he passed the Divine Bell test and obtained this golden page. By chance, he also received the inheritance of the "Tai Shang Seal".
And everything that is happening now is exactly the same as when I accepted the inheritance of "Tai Shang Yin".
Soon, the countless moves seemed to turn into a big seal in his sight——