The sudden silence in the field changed the faces of youbaisheng and others above the river city.
They don''t know what happened.
But they can see that the long sword doesn''t seem to want to kill Yang Fan.
"Why, why is this special?" Youbai gave a sound of hate, and there was no God in his eyes. The whole person seemed to be getting old in an instant.
There was a strong reluctance in his voice.
All his hopes seemed to collapse in a moment.
"Brother you, what''s going on? Isn''t this the power of the sword array? Don''t you have the key to open the sword array? Order the long sword to kill him."
"Brother you, stop making trouble! Kill him quickly. Yang Fan is dead. We have time to make trouble."
Wang Chong and Chen Mingdao also said one after another.
Their eyes were filled with tears.
A tearful expression hung on his face.
"Make trouble? Who made trouble with you? You think I don''t want him to die? But... But... I can''t do it. I only know how to open the sword array, but I can''t control it!" Youbaisheng let out a cry of grief and indignation, and then a mouthful of heart blood gushed out of his mouth.
Their eyes were confused, and then they hurriedly helped youbaisheng.
At this time, Yang Fan didn''t care here.
He was disturbed by the long sword.
Even... A little messy.
Even Yang Fan was surprised by this reversal.
At that moment just now, Yang Fan had the idea of using the power of banning the Tao.
The power and breath of this long sword are too strong.
His golden body cannot resist, so other bodies cannot resist.
If he wanted to take over the long sword just now, the only means was the power of the chessboard.
I just didn''t expect that at the moment of life and death, the long sword turned around and asked me to take it away.
Unfortunately, this painting style is a little difficult for Yang Fan to accept. This sword spirit is too wonderful. It''s clear that he wants to lick it on his knees, but he needs to be flattered?
"Are you sleepy in this long river? Did you jump out to pretend to be forced?" Yang Fan threw away the long sword and said faintly.
"What? What are you talking about? Do you know what I am? I''m an imperial sword! Do you understand what an imperial sword is? Even the long sword between heaven and earth should respect me, do you understand?" The long sword was suspended in the void. It was extremely dissatisfied. It jumped up and down and flickered. The cold light exploded.
Yang Fan doesn''t think so.
"So what? Don''t forget, you want to recognize me as the Lord and let me take you away!" Yang Fan said back.
"Recognize you as the Lord? Where did you get such confidence? You''re a gun user. You want me to recognize you as the Lord? What are you thinking?" A sound of disdain came from the long sword.
"In fact, I can also use a sword." Yang Fan said in a deep voice.
"You? You don''t deserve me." The sword disdained.
Yang Fan''s face became gloomy.
"Do it!" Yang Fan said, and immediately his eyebrows opened, and a scarlet eye flashed out.
The eyes were slightly open, and a dark red breath flickered in it, as if just bathing in the yellow spring, which captured people''s heart and soul and endless terror.
The sword spirit trembled madly at this moment.
Dao Dao sword is intended to hover over the long sword.
"It''s off. It''s almost off." The sound of Jianling suddenly became sharp. It seemed that this breath was unbearable to him.
Yang Fan remained unmoved.
But I was a little surprised.
Secretly, I can''t even use the power of the chessboard now. Is this long sword afraid of the fierce Qi of yin and evil?
"What power are you?" The sword spirit asked, and there was no arrogance in the voice.
"Can destroy your power." Yang Fan said faintly.
The sword spirit is silent.
But for a moment, he said, "let''s talk."
Jianling softened and lowered his tone.
"What are you talking about? Do you think I''m the Lord?" Yang Fan gave a play.
But he still wondered in his heart, what power was the sword spirit afraid of?
"No, you are not suitable for me! You use a gun, you don''t......" Jianling said casually.
Just talking, he stopped suddenly. It seems that I know that if I say this sentence, it may cause unnecessary trouble.
Yang Fan smiled in his heart.
Secretly, the sword spirit is really a wonderful flower.
"Since you don''t recognize me as the Lord, what else to talk about?" Yang Fan asked coldly.
"You take me away and I''ll give you a chance. I remember the master left a legacy in the world before he left. Now that I''m born, the legacy will naturally be born." Said the sword spirit.
"Inheritance?" Yang Fan was surprised in his eyes.
The inheritance of the sword emperor?
"Yes, it''s the inheritance of Kendo left by my master before he left the world after his cultivation to connect heaven and cross the realm of life palace." Jianling said, and his tone became arrogant, as if this was the capital of his negotiation.
However, Yang Fan was only slightly surprised and returned to normal.
"To tell you the truth, I''m not interested. As you said, I''m the one who uses a gun. What does it have to do with me?" Yang Fan shrugged and lost interest.
"Who told you that there is only Kendo in the inheritance of the sword emperor? There is also my master''s true cultivation solution. You think ha, the true cultivation solution of a sword emperor is the supreme treasure. It''s no exaggeration to say that if it really breaks out, it''s enough to make the world crazy." Said the sword spirit.
Yang Fan pondered for a while without refuting.
That''s true.
Not to mention his accomplishments, only his Kendo attainments are enough to make the whole world crazy.
"Tell me, what do you want to talk about?" Yang Fan stepped back.
Did not continue to embarrass Jianling.
"Take me away! In addition to recognizing you as the Lord, I can be used for you." Said the sword spirit.
"Why should I take you away?" Yang Fan asked.
Yang Fan was surprised at this.
This is the second time Jianling emphasized. It seems that if he misses himself, he can''t leave here.
"Do you think I want to? Frankly, your performance just now has alerted the sword intention left by my master. Only when you surrender the sword intention can I leave." Said the sword spirit.
"Sword meaning?" Yang Fan''s eyes moved.
"People have the will of martial arts, and the sword naturally has the meaning of sword. But this meaning of sword was abandoned by my master in those years. But I was afraid that this meaning of sword would be born and cause unnecessary trouble. So I was left to suppress it. But now, my power is unable to suppress it because of dealing with you. Therefore, you have to suppress the meaning of sword, and then you can take me away." Said the sword spirit.
"Do you want me to suppress Jianyi and take you away?" The pupil in Yang Fan''s eyes shrank suddenly, and his voice was cold: "I''m afraid I can''t suppress the sword idea. I''m affected by the sword idea, and then cut me with a sword?"
The atmosphere was cold again.
The sword spirit is silent.
Because Yang Fan''s words at this time directly reveal the true meaning.
That''s what he thinks.
But Yang Fan did not continue to entangle in this, but asked, "what is the meaning of this sword? Why should it be abandoned by the sword emperor?" Yang Fan asked.
"This is the sword of killing. In the process of asking for the sword, the master used to kill and refine the sword of killing. But later, he felt that the sword hurt Tianhe, so he abandoned it and suppressed it in the long river. Later, he was afraid that the sword would have an impact on the city. So I left the city with my power to protect them three times." Jianling explained.
Yang Fan nodded slightly.
Everything finally came out.
As I guessed, the so-called River sword array doesn''t exist at all. In the final analysis, it is just a kind of compensation.
Thinking slightly, Yang Fan continued: "I want the killing sword you said. But you..."
Yang Fan said with a slight pause.
Jianling looked at Yang Fan, and there was an expression in his eyes.
But suddenly, he heard Yang Fan say:
"Forget it. There are enough wonderful flowers around me. Come on, it''s estimated that it''s enough to sing poetry against each other." Yang Fan shook his head and said.