Situ Qin's eyes widened. At this moment, she finally knew that Yang Fan was able to practice the extreme sun swordsmanship from the very beginning, and she had practiced for a long time. Every move and every style danced in form and color, and she began to suspect that Yang Fan was a sword. A hidden elder in the door. Even a certain ancestor who has survived before.

At least Situ Qin knew among all his disciples that no one had practiced the Extreme Sun Sword Technique to such a level.

"Situ Qin, here I will teach you a trick to practice the extreme sun swordsmanship. Don’t copy the sword tactics ignorantly. Otherwise, you will easily enter a dead end. Every trick is bound by the sword tactics. Even if you practice the Mahayana, sword I am afraid that the Fa will not be able to make further progress. Let your thoughts go, and you must cooperate with your heart, your heart will have your thoughts, and your sword will move."

"Fifth trick, Huahai!"

Yang Fan's voice spread throughout the square. At this moment, all the disciples and the elders focused on Yang Fan.

Situ Qin's mind was shocked, and his eyes followed Yang Fan's actions closely, like a picturesque fascination.

In an instant, a sea of ​​flowers appeared in the sky of the entire square. Every flower and every petal contained a terrifying sword aura. If it weren’t for Yang Fan’s powerful control power, I’m afraid that everyone present would die. Under the petals.

hiss!

The old man surnamed Hai took a deep breath, because in the current sword gate, the sword tactics related to the extreme sun swordsmanship only reached the fifth level, but looking at Yang Fan's movements, I am afraid that he can still perform the last few levels, which made him start. Doubt about Yang Fan's identity.

"The sixth floor..."

The old man surnamed Hai was extremely shocked.

"The seventh floor..."

Everyone was numb, and the disciples present basically didn't know how many levels of Extreme Sun Swordsmanship, so they just shocked Yang Fan's superb swordsmanship, not the level of swordsmanship.

"The eighth floor, Epiphany!"

The long sword in Yang Fan's hand was swung faster and faster, and the sword qi condensed in the air, and finally formed an epiphany. The epiphany bloomed, releasing all the sword energy in an instant, directly cutting the ground of the entire square full of holes.

After the release of the eighth move, Yang Fan suddenly stopped, his eyes swept across everyone's faces, and finally looked at the inner city of Jianmen not far away, where Yang Fan felt that some of them were still powerful. breath.

Just when everyone thought Yang Fan had stopped, Yang Fan moved again.

I saw Yang Fan lightly tap the ground, and the whole person flew in the air, with the long sword erected in front of him, and then drew a circle. The place where the long sword passed by left afterimages, as if it was a circle surrounded by the long sword. .

"this is?!!"

The old man surnamed Hai was shocked. As the real power elder of the Jianmen, he remembered the appearance of the last move of the extreme sun swordsmanship in the historical records of the Jianmen. Seeing Yang Fan's movements, they were almost similar to those recorded. This had to make him suspect that Yang Fan knew the ninth stroke of Extreme Sun Swordsmanship.

Yang Fan restrained his aura and planned to fully display the Wandao Epiphany, to see if the few inside would be attracted.

Hum!

The long sword had been swung to the extreme, and no one in the room could clearly see the long sword. At this moment, Yang Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and all the sword intent conceived in his body was released at this moment.

boom!

The sword intent dissipated very quickly, and instantly swept across the entire range of the sword gate.

Whether it is the disciple elder who is in retreat, the person on duty, or the person who is making alchemy, at this moment, they are enveloped by this powerful sword intent, and they are too much to move.

"What a terrible sword intent, whose is this?"

In an inconspicuous small house in the inner city of Jianmen, a middle-aged man opened his eyes. He had a short beard, a face with Chinese characters, a broad face like a knife, and his eyes were muddy and calm.

He is the current head of the Excalibur Sect, Jian Xiu, and the twenty-fifth generation since the establishment of the Excalibur Sect.

"Hey, I don't know when the Divine Sword Gate will be able to carry forward again, Grand Master, please bless the Divine Sword Gate."

Jian Xiu looked at a wall on the side, where there were portraits of the heads of the Divine Sword Sect, two of whom were not heads.

One is a middle-aged man with long hair, unsmiling, piercing eyes, and a strong sword intent. It is Yang Fan's senior brother Jian Shisan.

It's just that the portrait of Jian Shisan is hung in the third position on the left, and the first one is the immortal Jian Invincible.

And hanging in the middle of the two portraits is a young man with golden arrogance, his hair erected as high as gel water, and his muscles swelled into an explosive shape. He has an extremely handsome cheek.

In the painting, the handsome man looks into the distance. As far as he can see, there is a giant lizard dragon with huge wings, but it is the Demon Emperor Mo Tiandi.

And this handsome man is Yang Fan who started the super game mode. The painting depicts the scene when he is fighting with the Demon Emperor Mo Tiandi. Behind Yang Fan, there were seven powerful figures suspended.

The patriarch of the Xuanwu clan, Xuanwu Laogui, the main trunk of the Taomen Gate, Xuzi, and the Qingyi Xuankui Xuankui...

Suddenly, Jian Xiu's face changed abruptly, his eyes fixed on the budding evening flowers that suddenly appeared in front of him, and the memory in his mind was awakened.

"This is... Ten Thousand Ways of Epiphany! This is impossible. The last four layers of the Extreme Sun Sword Technique have been lost, and it is impossible for anyone to cultivate the last layer."

At this moment, the horrible sword intent disappeared, Jian Xiu resumed his actions, rushed out of the door, and flew in the direction that the sword intent came from.

It's just that when he rushed out of the door, he stopped when he looked at the sky. Numerous epiphanies in the sky slowly descended, and then spread out and became a larger sea of ​​flowers.

"It can't be wrong, this is the Wandao Epiphany, who is it, and who did it on earth?"

With this kind of doubt, Jian Xiu exploded at the fastest speed in his life and headed towards the assessment square.

When Jian Xiu came to the examination square, he was stunned, looking at the stalwart figure in the sky, and the huge and incomparable evening flower, Jian Xiu was stunned, and his mind kept flashing about Wandao evening flower. The record.

About five minutes later, Yang Fan put away the ten thousand empresses, all the petals in the sky disappeared, his feet fell on the ground, his eyes looked around, and finally he noticed Jian Xiu's body. Seeing the ring on Jian Xiu's body that represented the identity of the head, he already understood the identity of the person in front of him.

"Well, my two swordsmanship have been completed, I wonder if I am eligible for the entry assessment?"

Yang Fan looked at the old man surnamed Hai. The old man was ashamed and embarrassed, and his old face became extremely red.

"Who is the senior, how could my last long-lost swordsmanship of the Divine Sword Gate?"

Jian Xiu stared at Yang Fan, he always felt that the person in front of him was very familiar.

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