What Ning Fan used was obviously the prize he obtained from the Blood Martial Arena – the Hui Dragon Claw!
Seeing that Ning Fan had refined this spiritual equipment in just a few days, Tu Huang could not help but feel slightly surprised even with his experience.
The Hui Dragon was not a native species of the Supreme Pill Sacred Region. According to Tu Huang's knowledge, the Hui Dragon seemed to be a species of the True World. As for the Hui Dragon in the Supreme Pill Sacred Region, it was said that the Medicine Gatherer Saint, the Southern Alchemy Saint, captured it from a certain devil region in the True World.
The Hui Dragon in the Supreme Pill Sacred Region only lived on the continent of the Tenth Grade Ominous Domain. There were very few of them. However, any one of them had a cultivation base that was beyond the ancient era. The Hui Dragon was a type of devil dragon. It was known for its hard and sharp scales, horns and armor. The hardness of its scales and horns was comparable to the Immemorial Star Iron while its sharpness was even better than the Immemorial Star Iron of the same grade. The magic treasures and weapons forged from it were even better than the Immemorial Star Iron of the same grade.
The magic treasure spirit equipment forged from the Hui Dragon's scales and horns was naturally extremely sharp. However, it had a drawback – its devil qi was too heavy. It was not suitable for cultivators who were not on the devil path at all.
Even for cultivators on the devil path, they would need countless years of hard work to refine and subdue a Hui Dragon magic treasure spirit equipment.
Not everyone could successfully refine the Hui Dragon Claw within a few days even for an ancient devil. Only an ancient devil with at least ancestral bloodline could easily suppress the monstrous devil qi in the Hui Dragon Claw and quickly subdue it.
Thinking of this, Tu Huang could not help but narrow her beautiful eyes. Even though she knew that Ning Fan was an ancient devil, she did not know what level he was at. She thought that under the great illusion of the Illusory World where the devil race was sealed by blood, this young man would at most be an ancient devil with royal bloodline. However, she did not expect him to have such a powerful ancient devil bloodline.
Even though the Hui Dragon Claw was just a twelve nirvana Acquired Spirit Equipment, it was forged from the sharp claw of an Immortal Emperor Realm Nightmare Dragon after all. It might not have many variations in its abilities, but in terms of sharpness, almost none of the magic treasures below the Innate Spirit Equipment could resist it. In addition to the offensive power of the Dao of Rain, its offensive power was naturally more outstanding. Thus, it was not difficult for it to make a hole on an immemorial devil weapon whose spiritual nature had decayed.
Seeing how Ning Fan managed to damage the giant sword of the corpse devil with a single strike, the surrounding people exclaimed in surprise.
Ning Fans was not that surprised. After refining this spiritual equipment, he had tested its power in private. He had already expected such an attack.
The Black Dragon Claw was not an external spiritual equipment. Instead, it was equipped on the bones of Ning Fan's palm, skin, flesh, and blood. Looking from the outside, one could not see the existence of the Hui Dragon Claw. They could only see that his left hand was showing signs of demonization. Almost his entire left arm was covered with fine Hui Dragon scales. Blue veins could be seen under the scales. The fingernails on his left hand had grown to seven inches long. Looking from afar, they shone with cold light. It was as if they were not fingernails but sharp blades that could cut through anything.
"The first sword …"
Even though the sword was pierced by Ning Fans fingers, Shen Twenty-Three still had a numb expression on his face as if this matter was just a trivial matter in his eyes. His bruised and stiff wrist only needed to casually shake the huge sword, and instantly there was an unimaginable huge force, like a raging wave hitting the shore, overbearingly spreading through the sword body. All of a sudden, Ning Fan felt a sharp pain coming from the bones of his left hand. His hand was shaken by that huge force and he could no longer hold the huge sword.
How could he not know that in terms of physical strength, there was a huge gap between him and Shen Twenty-Three? Even if Shen Twenty-Three was suppressed in various ways and could not exert his full strength, his strength was still above Ning Fan's!
As if it was just a routine, Shen Twenty-Three continued to slash Ning Fan for the second time after the first sword.
It was still an incomparably heavy sword. That kind of heaviness was not only because of the weight of the sword and the strength of Ning Fan but also because of the changes of the Dao law.
Today was Ning Fan's first time seeing this kind of Dao law. Even with his many years of experience in cultivation, he actually could not tell what kind of Dao it was. He only felt that it was hazy and chaotic and he could not see it clearly. Moreover, he did not have the time to think too much at this moment. Instead of retreating, he moved forward. The devil claw on his left hand shone with a bright black light. His five fingers slashed upwards and five rays of black light in the shape of a crescent moon broke through the air and went against the huge sword that was falling from the sky.
* Boom *
A deafening explosion resounded. The result was that they were evenly matched. The five rays of light blocked the second sword and even left five nicks on the edge of Shen Twenty-Three's huge sword.
Moreover, there was a voice that seemed to have directly resounded from the depths of Ning Fan's soul.
"My kin … Give me … Release …"
"I … will repay you the karma with my broken corpse and blood …"
"Give me … Release …"
"You are … the master of the Devil Conferral Summit … I can … feel …"
"Give me … Devil Burial …"
Devil Burial? What Devil Burial?
The master of the Devil Conferral Summit? What does that mean?
At this moment, Ning Fan had a very strange feeling. He realized that this kind of voice that came from the depths of his soul was produced by the resonance between the bloodlines of two ancient devils.
Without a doubt, the one who spoke was the senior ancient devil who had died countless years ago. It seemed like he had some kind of ability that allowed him to leave a trace of this ability in the devil blood of his corpse to transmit his last words.
The others could not hear it except for him who was an ancient devil.
Before Ning Fan had the time to think, the third sword came. Ning Fan had no choice but to brace himself to receive the third sword.
It was not a big deal for him to receive three consecutive sword attacks. However, the fact that it left damage on the Immemorial Devil Weapon in succession was indeed a little shocking.
Naturally, the surroundings were filled with exclamations of surprise. Of course, other than exclamations, there were also some doubts. One should know that the Trial of Force did not allow anyone to use magic techniques to block the slashes of the giant swords. Those who doubted it naturally thought that Ning Fan had used a method other than his physical strength to participate in the trial. However, those with discerning eyes could see that what Ning Fan used was just a piece of spiritual equipment that increased his physical strength. The reason why he used the sword attacks from afar was not his magic power but the legendary ancient devil essence qi.
It did not violate the rules of the Trial of Force.
The collision of force between Ning Fan and Shen Twenty-Three was still going on!
The fourth sword, the fifth sword … the fourteenth sword. Ning Fan's forehead began to drip with sweat. However, it was quickly washed away by the rain. To him who was just a Ninth Nirvana Heavenly Devil, taking on Shen Twenty-Three's slashes head-on consumed a lot of his strength. As for Shen Twenty-Three, even though he did not look tired at all, the cracks on his giant sword were increasing. Unfortunately, he who did not have a high level of spiritual intelligence obviously did not realize this. He was still swinging his sword continuously.
However, what Ning Fan could not understand was that every time Shen Twenty-Three slashed his sword, he would ask Ning Fan for the Devil Burial in the form of a soul voice.
"I'm from the same clan … Why don't you give me … the Devil Burial …?"
"Lord of the Devil Conferral Summit … Why don't you … set me free …?"
"I want … the Devil Burial …"
What was the Devil Burial? How did Ning Fan know?
The fifteenth sword, the sixteenth sword … the forty-second sword. Ning Fan understood that the forty-second sword strike was the limit of his physical strength. The essence qi of an ancient devil was not inexhaustible. Currently, he had almost exhausted all of the essence qi in his body after the forty-second round of battle.
This Shen Twenty-Three was really strong. Hong Zang, Wu Yan, Shi Dang, Sha Bailou … Each of the experts who had achieved a result above one hundred swords definitely did not live up to their reputation. In terms of body refinement, even Hong Zang who was the weakest in body refinement was far above him.
The Trial of Force … This was a trial that tested one's body refinement realm. Ning Fan could strengthen the sharpness of his devil claws by attaching the Dao Laws to them and slowly destroy Shen Twenty-Three's giant sword. However, he could not increase his body refinement realm by attaching the Dao Laws.
If his ancient devil cultivation base was higher and if he had more essence qi in his body, he could also try to withstand one hundred or even two hundred sword strikes. However, he could not do it now.
This was the so-called exhaustion. If he did not have any trump cards, he would probably be defeated by Shen Twenty-Three's sword within a few moves.
Could it be that I can only defeat Shen Twenty-Three and set him free only by using the Luminous Pearl that the Sovereign Slayer gave me to recover my cultivation base?
Of course, those who were sealed by the Xing Ring were basically those with the cultivation base of Jie Xue. Even if he temporarily undid the seal on the Xing Ring, it would not be beneficial to increase the strength of his physical body. However, if he regains his cultivation base, he would at least be able to unleash the full power of the Dao Laws that he had mastered. At the same time, he attaches many Dao Laws to the Hui Dragon Claw and attaches them to the strongest level. Ning Fan was confident that he could destroy everything that Shen Twenty-Three had within a few moves!
The sharpness of the Hui Dragon Claw coupled with the enhancement of several types of Dao Laws made its offensive power not to be underestimated!
Just as Ning Fan was pondering, Shen Twenty-Three's request came from the depths of his soul.
"The Art of Killing … is the proof of the master of the Devil Conferral Summit …"
"You are … the chosen … successor of Lord Mo Zhong …"
"My lord, please … use the Art of Killing … to give me a devil burial …"
The Art of Killing was actually the proof of the master of the Devil Conferral Summit? He was chosen to be the master of the Devil Conferral Summit just because he knew the Art of Killing?
It was Ning Fan's first time hearing about this. In the past, he only thought that he had learned a technique from Great Emperor Mo Zhong. However, he did not expect that there was actually such a great meaning behind this technique.
Of course, now was not the time to think about this meaning. What made Ning Fan curious was what exactly did it mean by using the Art of Killing to give him a devil burial.
He did not understand why Shen Twenty-Three would mention this. Perhaps, he could try to listen to Shen Twenty-Three's request and use the Art of Killing to see how he could give Shen Twenty-Three a devil burial?
With that in mind, Ning Fan secretly activated the Art of Killing. At first, he did not feel anything. However, a moment later, his expression changed. It was as if the sea of people had turned silent. However, countless unwilling roars could be heard from Heaven and Earth …
"Forty-two swords. It seems like he is already close to this young man's limit. If this result is achieved by others, it would be considered not bad. However, compared to the result of my Hundred Pavilions' disciple, it's not worth mentioning. Fellow Daoist Buddha Sob, do you still think that this young man is stronger than my Hundred Pavilions' disciple? "Great Emperor Lou Tuo chuckled and said to Buddha Sob in the direction of Buddha Sob. However, his tone carried a hint of sarcasm.
"Fellow Daoist shouldn't underestimate this young man. He should still have some tricks up his sleeves. Don't forget that he is an ancient devil. I can sense the qi of some kind of lost ability of the ancient devil from his body …" Buddha Sob seemed to have great confidence in Ning Fan.
"Lost ability of the ancient devil? Ancient devils are inferior living beings. Legend has it that the lost abilities of the ancient devils are unfathomable. However, in the eyes of Buddha cultivators like us, the abilities of the ancient devils are nothing. So what if this young man knows one or two of the lost abilities of the ancient devils? "Emperor Lou Tuo said disdainfully. His tone was filled with pride as a Buddha cultivator.
The lost abilities of the ancient devils had the word 'lost' in their names. Naturally, most of them were lost ultimate arts. The inheritance of the lost ultimate arts of the ancient devils had long been cut off. Even their names were rarely passed down. Even though Emperor Lou Tuo was an immortal emperor, he had only heard of three types of lost abilities of the ancient devils. The Bone Crushing Weapon Technique, the Devil Eye Transformation Technique and the Great Devil Space Escape Technique were not to say that these abilities were not powerful enough. However, there were some ultimate arts in the Buddhist Dharma that specialized in learning these few types of ancient devil abilities. In that case, Emperor Lou Tuo naturally would not think that the lost abilities of the ancient devils were anything special.
Buddhas naturally had their own pride when facing devils. It was also reasonable for them to look down on the abilities of the Devil Dao.
Emperor Lou Tuo did not think that Ning Fan had any extraordinary lost abilities of the ancient devils that could allow him to achieve a higher result. However, Buddha Sob did not think so.
Buddha Sob was one of the few people in the Great Humble Clan who had a deep understanding of the ancient devils. If he was not mistaken, Ning Fan seemed to have been preparing a lost ability of the ancient devils from the moment he received the first sword attack …
Most of the abilities of the ancient devils were restrained by the corresponding Buddhist Dharma. However, there were very few ancient devil abilities that were an exception …
"If I'm not mistaken, what this young man is using should be the great technique that was ranked first among the nine great forbidden techniques on the Devil Conferral Summit in the past. Moreover, he has even reached the third level of that technique …"
Buddha Sob already had a guess in his mind but he did not show it on his face. Instead, he still put on a playful expression and said to Emperor Lou Tuo. "Since Fellow Daoist doesn't believe me, why don't we continue with our previous bet? Let's bet that this young man can receive one hundred sword attacks. What do you think?"
"Bet? Sure. If Fellow Daoist loses, you have to give me your Devil Commanding Nine Palaces Iron that was refined for three million times. How about that?! "Emperor Lou Tuo said impolitely.
"Hehe. That is an innate material that I have refined three million times. Fellow Daoist is really demanding an exorbitant price. Fine. Let's bet with that! However, since that's the case, I won't be courteous anymore. If Fellow Daoist loses, I want the Vicious Bi and Yuan Ze of your seven great innate fire spirits. I don't want the Violent Sparrow. After all, that fire spirit has already become someone else's. Even if I want it, I won't come to you … "Buddha Sob suddenly let out a strange smile. However, it was precisely the thorn in Emperor Lou Tuo's heart.
The Violent Sparrow!
The seven great fire spirits that he had spent millions of years of hard work to refine were actually devoured by Ning Fan. How could Emperor Lou Tuo not feel resentful?!
"You can only choose between the Vicious Bi and Yuan Ze. Moreover, I can't give you all of them. At most, I can give you half of the Vicious Bi! It's impossible for me to bet a complete fire spirit on your Devil Commanding Nine Palaces Iron! "
"Since that's the case, I'll bet on the Vicious Bi."
"Haha. That's great. I'll wait for your Devil Commanding Nine Palaces Iron."
When Emperor Lou Tuo thought that he would be able to win the Devil Commanding Nine Palaces Iron from Buddha Sob in just a short while, his originally malicious expression instantly became much brighter.
While they were talking, Ning Fan had already received the forty-ninth sword attack. For this forty-ninth sword attack, Ning Fan no longer had any excess essence qi to block the gigantic sword. Instead, he used his devil claw to block the gigantic sword.
Ning Fan was barely able to withstand this sword attack. It was different from the first sword attack where he used his devil claw to block the sword attack. This time, Ning Fan no longer had much strength left. He was directly forced to take tens of steps back by the massive force of the gigantic sword. He looked rather miserable.
At this point, Emperor Lou Tuo was almost certain that Ning Fan would definitely not be able to withstand the fiftieth sword attack. Even if he risked his life to receive a few more sword attacks, he certainly would not be able to withstand the number of one hundred sword attacks.
This time, he would definitely win the bet!
Almost everyone had the same opinion as Emperor Lou Tuo. They all believed that Ning Fan had already reached his limit.
The spectators in the surroundings sighed regretfully. Being able to withstand the forty-ninth sword attack was enough to prove that Ning Fan's strength was extraordinary. It was enough for him to be ranked fifth in this Trial of Force, second only to Sha Bailou and the other three dark horses. However, that was all. It was still far from enough for him to compete against the four dark horses.
Wu Yan, on the other hand, curled her lips. She was calmly meditating on the rainy ground with her eyes closed. She was not paying attention to Ning Fan's trial at all, as if it was just a trivial matter. Wu Yan, on the other hand, curled her lips. She, on the other hand, was watching Ning Fan's match. After all, she had heard that Ning Fan was also a helper invited by the Hundred Flower Emperor. Initially, she wanted to find Ning Fan in this Trial of Illusion and join forces with him to fight for the third place.
Shi Dang, on the other hand, sneered coldly. He could not understand why Sha Bailou valued Ning Fan so much. Forty-nine sword attacks. This result was just too inferior. It was not worth mentioning at all. As he had expected, an external cultivator whose cultivation base was sealed was really not worth mentioning.
Sha Bailou, on the other hand, was a little disappointed. He did not expect that the prey he valued so highly only had this level. It really made him lose interest in killing him.
At this moment, Ning Fan stopped moving and his expression turned solemn.
The rain was still falling but it had stopped.
The wind was still blowing but it had stopped.
Countless devil roars seemed to be echoing in his ears. They were getting louder and louder and more deafening!
It was as if there were tens of thousands of ancient devils calling Ning Fan the same name at this moment!
"Venerated Lord … Give me a devil burial!"
"Venerated Lord … Give me a devil burial!!"
The same voice was actually coming from all directions!
Those voices seemed to be coming from the tens of thousands of ancient devils in the Great Humble Clan. Shen Twenty-Three was definitely not the only ancient devils who had died here and turned into corpse devils. All of them were asking for help!
If Ning Fan did not activate the Killing Technique, he would not be able to hear the pleas of these ancient devils!
If Ning Fan did not activate the Killing Technique, those ancient devils who had passed away countless years ago would not be able to sense Ning Fan's existence from afar!
Ning Fan did not know that the Killing Technique was a funeral song that only the ancient devils who had passed away could listen to!
As the master of the Devil Conferral Summit, Immortal Emperor Mo Zhong had created the Killing Technique. One of the uses of this technique was to send the dead ancient devils to their graves!
The physical bodies of ancient devils were incomparably strong. They were the best choice for making puppets!
If the ancient devils who refused to submit to death were turned into puppets after their deaths, then as the master of the Devil Conferral Summit, he had a responsibility to send those puppets to their graves!
This was called … Devil Burial!
In this place, Shen Twenty-Three was definitely not the only ancient devils who had turned into corpse devils and puppets!
Shen Twenty-Three was definitely not the only one who desired Ning Fan to give him a devil burial. There were tens of thousands of them!
In the beginning, Ning Fan's decision to send Shen Twenty-Three to his death was based on his respect and sympathy for the martyrs. But now, he suddenly felt a sense of responsibility.
Since the Devil Conferral Summit had been destroyed, the one who possessed the Killing Technique would be the master of the Devil Conferral Summit! Of course, the title of master did not seem to have any meaning at all. There were no subordinates, no power and no benefits.
But so what?!
Ning Fan seemed to have gained a new understanding of the Killing Technique. At this moment, he seemed to have touched the essence of the Killing Technique.
The essence of the Killing Technique was not to kill but a kind of responsibility!
Killing should not be the goal. The goal should be to redeem oneself. For example, Immortal Sovereign Zi Dou swept through the world in order to pacify the chaos in the world. There were also many Immortal Sovereign Zi Dou cultivators who sacrificed their lives to protect the world. The reason why they spilled the blood of their enemies was just to protect their families and friends …
It was not that Ning Fan did not understand this principle. It was just that it was his first time comprehending it from the Killing Technique.
Killing to recover one's essence qi and killing to increase one's cultivation base were all techniques … As for the Killing Intent, it was the Dao. By combining the Dao of Techniques, the Killing Technique was truly complete.
Besides, the Killing Intent could not just be understood. It must come from the heart and be integrated into the technique. Only then could it be truly displayed.
At this moment, when Ning Fan combined the Dao of Techniques, he was surprised to find that he could actually absorb the essence qi of the dead ancient devils within a certain range using the Killing Technique and turn it into his own!
It was not strange that the Killing Technique could recover one's essence qi. However, in the past, he needed to kill his enemies in order to recover his essence qi.
Now, it was no longer necessary! It was as if he could absorb the essence qi of the dead ancient devils in the surroundings! Then, he could turn their essence qi into his own!
Ning Fan had a strange feeling. The current Killing Technique was different. If he uses the Killing Technique to eliminate Shen Twenty-Three in front of him, it seemed like he could obtain some benefits!
It was a benefit that only those who carried out the True Intent of Killing could obtain. It was the privilege of the former master of the Devil Conferral Summit, Great Emperor Mo!
After a short moment of confusion, Shen Twenty-Three's expression turned numb again. His identity as a corpse devil puppet did not allow him to violate his duty in the Trial of Force. He swung his gigantic sword at Ning Fan for the fiftieth time.
Ning Fan's essence qi was recovering rapidly. He was quietly absorbing the essence qi that was constantly leaking out from Shen Twenty-Three. Thus, he calmly received the fiftieth sword strike.
Then, it was the fifty-first sword, fifty-second sword … the ninety-ninth sword!
The speed of his essence qi recovery was faster than the speed of his consumption!
As for the source of his essence qi recovery, it was directly plundered from Shen Twenty-Three's body. He plundered it in a way that no one would be able to discover!
The cheers in the surroundings became louder and louder. Emperor Lou Tuo's expression became darker and darker. He was about to unbelievably lose the bet that he was originally confident in!
When Ning Fan successfully received the hundredth sword strike, Emperor Lou Tuo finally could not bear it anymore. He slammed the table and rose to his feet, almost forcefully stopping Ning Fan's Trial of Force.
"With this young man's cultivation base and means, it's impossible for him to receive the hundredth sword strike! I suspect that this young man has already secretly destroyed the Punishment Ring in his body. We must immediately examine the Punishment Ring in his body. If it's true, not only will this young man's result in the Trial of Force be nullified, but he also deserves to be cut into pieces and killed on the spot! Someone, take this young man down and examine his body! "
As soon as Emperor Lou Tuo gave his order, two Immortal Venerables of the Ten Thousand Ancient Era behind him flashed and dashed towards Ning Fan who was below the tall platform.
However, before the two of them could reach Ning Fan, they were stopped by the other four Immortal Venerables at the same time.
Emperor Lou Tuo's eyes immediately narrowed and his expression turned grim.
Buddha's Tear was also not strange. That bastard had always loved to stir up trouble and wished for the world to be plunged into chaos. Especially since he still had a bet with Emperor Lou Tuo this time, it was even more impossible for him to watch Emperor Lou Tuo nullify Ning Fan's result in the Trial of Force of one hundred sword strikes. Gu Ling was also not strange. Gu Ling was always going against Emperor Lou Tuo. When he saw that Emperor Lou Tuo was against Ning Fan, he would naturally protect Ning Fan out of habit to make Emperor Lou Tuo unhappy. However, what Emperor Lou Tuo did not expect was that even Emperor Tian Du who had always been unkind and hated external cultivators would actually stand on Ning Fan's side!
"Fellow Daoist Lou Tuo, don't be anxious. The Punishment Ring in Little Friend Ning Fan's body has not been destroyed. As the person in charge of the Middle State, I possess the weapon of the Holy Mountain. If this young man destroys the Punishment Ring, I will sense it immediately. Don't interfere with the Trial of Force. The Trial of Force will continue! "
Emperor Tian Du's slightly warning gaze and the way he addressed Ning Fan as' Little Friend 'made Emperor Lou Tuo's heart skip a beat.
The relationship between Emperor Tian Du and Ning Fan seems to be … not simple … If Emperor Lou Tuo still has to be wary of someone in the Middle State, Emperor Tian Du would definitely be the most powerful one among them!
The dispute on the high platform did not affect Ning Fan at all. He was still going through the Trial of Force. His results were constantly improving and he had already endured 110 sword strikes. He only took a glance at the high platform when he was free but he did not look at it for a long time.
If he did not gain another understanding of the Killing Technique, he would most likely need to temporarily lift the seal on his cultivation base in order to free Shen Twenty-Three. However, now that his Killing Technique had advanced to a higher level, he did not need to do so. He could feel that the process of recovering his essence qi was actually a process of weakening and strengthening. The essence qi that he was using to recover was the essence qi that he was constantly extracting from Shen Twenty-Three's body. Even Killing Bai Lou did not weaken Shen Twenty-Three who had an enormous amount of essence qi. However, Ning Fan had slightly weakened Shen Twenty-Three through the process of weakening and strengthening his essence qi.
Ning Fan found it hard to imagine how strong Shen Twenty-Three was when he was at his peak. The amount of essence qi that was left in his corpse was just too terrifying. Ning Fan did not know how many thousands or tens of thousands of swords would have to be used to completely consume all of it.
Forget it. I'll just slowly deplete it. When Shen Twenty-Three's essence qi is depleted, it will be the time for me to launch my attack!
200 sword strikes, 300 sword strikes, 400 sword strikes …
On the 475th sword strike, Shen Twenty-Three's gigantic sword cracked to its limit. With a cracking sound, it broke from the middle!
If he relied on the Killing Technique to recover his essence qi, then he completely relied on Ning Fan's ferocious attacks to wear down the gigantic sword of this Immemorial Devil Weapon.
One should know that Killing Bai Lou had used nearly six hundred moves but he could not even leave a dent on the gigantic sword. Ning Fan, on the other hand, had broken the gigantic sword before the fifth hundred sword strikes.
Regarding the grudge between Ning Fan and Killing Bai Lou, the residents of Liuli City originally did not think highly of Ning Fan. Now, they were shocked to find out that Ning Fan seemed to be even stronger than Killing Bai Lou!
Hong Zang had long lost his composure. His eyes which were originally filled with vigor widened like a bull's eyes at the moment. He stared at Ning Fan who was standing at the center of the square in disbelief.
Wu Yan was so shocked that she could not close her mouth. Shi Dang clenched his fists tightly with a gloomy expression.
Killing Bai Lou, on the other hand, was trembling with excitement. When Ning Fan's result finally surpassed his and was approaching the result of one thousand swords step by step, he actually threw his head back and laughed heartily, venting the excitement in his heart.
His Dao could only be proven through killing!
If he kills Ning Fan, it would certainly bring great significance to his path of cultivation! Sure enough, coming to the mausoleum seizing battle this time was the right choice!
"One thousand swords … Hehe. If this young man's result exceeds one thousand swords, he will be able to obtain one of the three rewards that the sacred ancestor left behind in this place. However, this reward of one thousand swords seems to have never been opened to external cultivators before. Fellow Daoist Tian Du, please decide how to deal with this matter!
Buddha Sob Emperor who always wished for the world to be in chaos suddenly let out a strange laugh.
At that instant, the other Monarchs all wore different expressions. As for Monarch Lou Tuo, he let out a furious roar.
"No! I strongly oppose this. The Sacred Mountain's supreme technique is one of the three rewards. Even Immortal Emperors like me find it difficult to obtain a technique from the Sacred Mountain. How can we let an outsider take advantage of it? Especially since this outsider is an Ancient Devil through and through! "
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