When Su Qingxue, who was on the roof in the distance, saw the sword circling around Ye Fan's body, a complicated look appeared in her eyes.
This scene... She seemed to have seen it all before … She seemed to be able to guess what would happen next …
"This guy …" "Just what did he do …" Standing behind Ye Fan, Xiao Xin'er, who saw everything up close, opened her beautiful eyes wide as she stared at Ye Fan.
She was getting more and more confused. Just what realm was Ye Fan at? The speed at which a man improved was simply abnormal!
"Gulp …" Ye Long Teng swallowed his saliva and muttered, "Could it be … What he comprehended was the 'Monarch Sword Intent' that father mentioned before?
The others were puzzled. Xiao Feng Qi frowned and said, "Long Teng, what are you talking about? What was the 'Monarch Sword Intent'? What did the War God say?
Anything that Ye Wuya had mentioned, they naturally wanted to know.
Ye Long Teng said seriously, "Once, when my father was watching the disciples practice the sword, he mentioned sword intent to me. He said that in this world, other than the 'Monarch Sword Intent', the other sword intents were nothing in his eyes!
Sword intent was divided into three, six, and nine grades. Only the emperor of the sword intent could make all the swords in the world submit to him and use any famous sword in the world!
In other words, if it was an ordinary sword intent, there would always be some peerless swords. Divine weapons are unable to control them, and only the sword dao of the emperor can subdue these divine weapons! "
There's such a thing!? The sword intent area is still so big? "Zhou Changqing asked in astonishment.
Ye Long Teng nodded and said, "The stronger the sword, the more spiritual it is. Their masters were once the strongest swordsmen, so the requirements for their masters will also become higher and higher.
His father had once said that he had seen all kinds of absolute arts in his life. His biggest regret was that he had never seen an 'Emperor' level sword intent.
This was because the Monarch Sword Intent could only be found by chance. Even if one did not appear in a thousand years, it would not be strange!
The more one wanted to comprehend a powerful sword intent, the higher the swordsman's perception, physical fitness, and luck would be, and it would also take a lot of time …
The first level was to have a sword in one's hand and a sword in one's heart. There were actually many swordsmen who had reached this level since ancient times.
However, even if they were all in the 'Human Sword' realm, there would still be a difference in their strength because of the difference in their comprehension of sword intent …
The easier it was to comprehend the Mortal Sword, the less powerful it would be. However, some Mortal Swords that took decades or even centuries to comprehend were usually extremely powerful!
As for the Monarch Sword Intent, it is one of the rarest types. Its power is also the most difficult to estimate. Because … only a solitary person can be a monarch! "
The group of experts from China were dumbstruck when they heard this. They were incomparably fascinated …
Emperor level sword intent!? A sword intent that even the War God revered!?
Could it be... Ye Fan was only in his twenties, yet he had already comprehended it!?
He had learned the Sword Control Technique, which was thought to have been lost. That was already abnormal enough, but now … there was also the Monarch Sword Intent!?
Then his talent … Wouldn't that be even more terrifying than the Martial God Ye Wuya's!?
From ancient times till now, he was probably the only one who could do so!
At this moment, the white-haired Frost calmly said, "Everyone, don't panic. He's only using a bunch of swords. He's alone … He can't take care of all of us!
As long as we surround and attack him, he can only be attacked from the front and back. No matter how many swords he has, it will be useless!! "
Hearing that it was frozen, the group of Sacred Blood Association martial artists regained their confidence.
"That's right!" Everyone, this brat is also a descendant of Ye Wuya. If we kill him, we can take revenge for our clansmen who died that year! "Xiao Hong shouted.
When the group of martial artists from the Sacred Blood Association heard this, they became even more spirited. They once again circulated their true essence, intending to give Ye Fan a fatal blow.
However, Ye Fan, who was in the whirlpool of swords, had a trace of a contemptuous smile on his face …
"With just you … If it wasn't for the War God letting you go back then, do you really think that you would be able to live until now … You don't even know the terror of an Epic expert …"
"What did you say …" Xiao Hong frowned. leaf
Fan Xian raised his head and said with a cold expression, "I just want to tell you, if you want to take revenge on the War God, then you all … You must first learn to respect him …" Don't be presumptuous. "
Arrogant! Arrogant to the extreme! Brothers! "Kill him!"
Xiao Hong, a group of martial artists from the Sacred Blood Association, as well as Frederick, all attacked at the same time!
He was prepared to use air pressure to control Ye Fan if he discovered that he wanted to escape from the battle formation.
Once again, from all directions, a large amount of True Essence surged towards Ye Fan!
Once again, from all directions, a large amount of true essence surged towards Ye Fan!
A long sword that was flowing with light like a waterfall of the Milky Way suddenly appeared in his hand!
The moment this sword appeared, it was as if a hidden dragon had emerged from the abyss, and dragon roars rang out!
This sword was the Divine Armament that he had tried to pull out but was rejected!
And now, Ye Fan had obtained the approval of the Sword God's Ring and had obtained his wish to take out this sword!
Just the appearance of this sword caused the hearts of everyone present to tense up!
"This kid, just how many divine weapons does he have in his hands!?" Ye Long Teng exclaimed.
However, at this moment, Ye Fan simply didn't care about the discussions of the people around him.
He was already completely immersed in his sword intent, feeling the joy of his first battle after stepping into the "Human Sword" realm!
He had experienced countless bumpy years since he was young. He had experienced countless times on the verge of life and death, clenching his teeth and persevering …
Ye Fan gradually understood a principle. In this world, he would always have to rely on himself! The more he got to the last moment, the more trustworthy he would be!
Just as Xiao Xin'er had said, he had always been alone. Background, family, resources, connections … He had nothing!
What he relied on was himself and the sword in his hand!
Inside the Sword God's Ring, Ye Fan didn't know how long he had been comprehending for, but he had finally broken through the bottleneck. His own sword intent appeared in his mind, the clearest appearance …
One man, one sword!
Since they were all alone, then his sword intent was "Unparalleled"!
"In the heavens and the earth, one man and one sword. I only have a sword, and the sword only has me. This is unparalleled!"
Ye Fan laughed out loud and waved the Divine Armament in his hand. Relying on the swords outside as cover, Ye Fan instantly sent out hundreds and thousands of swords from the Sword God's Ring!
The swords in the Sword God's Ring were almost inexhaustible. Ye Fan only hated the fact that he couldn't send out all of his swords at the moment.
But even so, the sudden increase of thousands of swords still made everyone present go crazy!
"How is this possible!?"
"Where did he get so many swords?!"
Not only Ye Long Teng and the others, even Xiao Hong and the other martial artists of the Sacred Blood Association, who were originally surrounding and attacking, were all dumbfounded!
Just as their true essence was about to hit Ye Fan, it was completely offset by the sudden increase in the storm of swords!
Powerful sword intent and sharp swords caused their true essence to be like a clay ox entering the sea, completely useless!
Ye Fan's figure could no longer be seen. In the center of the drill ground, thousands of swords were densely packed together, whistling through the air with astonishing momentum!
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