As the head of the Zhang family, Zhang Lingxiao's status in the ancient martial arts world is like that of an emperor in the world, supreme and in charge of life and death.

He was not a good person, and he stood out from countless heirs in the cruel competition, was crowned king, and became a generation of heroic overlords.

He never expected that a young junior would dare to disobey him, and even kill his two sons and two elders, destroying the entire Silver Armor Guard.

This blood feud cannot be resolved at all, and evil is born from the side of the guts, and anger rises from the heart!

"Boom!"

With Zhang Lingxiao's body as the center of the circle, a coercion that was condensed like a substance spread out in all directions, instantly enveloping the entire Baiyun Peak.

Those warriors in the distance only felt that their chests sank, as if they were pressing a high mountain, and every inch of skin on their bodies was under great pressure.

The golden robe on Zhang Lingxiao's body continued to shake like a cloud opening in all directions.

Suddenly, he bit his fingertip, and a drop of crimson essence blood flew out and splattered on the robe.

"Huh!"

The red mangs on the robe are magnificent, and the nine four-clawed dragons tattooed on it are "alive" at this moment, lifelike, vivid, as if they are about to break away from the robe at any time, open their teeth and dance their claws, and soar into the world.

"I recommend the dragon with my blood!"

Zhang Lingxiao shouted, his voice pierced through the golden cracked stone, and went straight to the sky, and the weaker martial artist couldn't help but cover his ears with his hands, and his luck protected his heart, for fear of being injured by mistake.

The next moment, the nine four-clawed divine dragons painted on the Taoist robe really soared out, hovering high in the sky, tearing through the clouds, and being invincible, as if there was nothing between heaven and earth that could stop them!

"Dragon! It's a real dragon!!"

In the distance, someone immediately exclaimed, and in his tone there was more reverence and piety than horror.

Dragons, in Chinese mythology, have always had an incomparably revered status, comparable to gods.

The dragon has nine likenesses, the head is like a camel, the horns are like a deer, the eyes are like a rabbit, the ears are like a cow, the neck is like a snake, the abdomen is like a mirage, the scales are like a carp, the claws are like an eagle, the palm is like a tiger, its back has eighty-one scales, with nine or nine yang numbers, and it can become a cloud, which can change both water and fire.

The nine strange beasts soaring in the sky in front of him are not Jiao or pythons, but real divine dragons, although they only have four claws, they are also mysterious and extraordinary.

It is rumored that the ancestors of the Zhang family have the blood of a true dragon, which has been passed down to this day.

Even if Zhang Lingxiao is not a pure yang body, he can also use the power in his bloodline to urge nine divine dragons to descend into the world.

"Roar Roar Roar Roar !!"

The sound of a dragon's groan came, earth-shattering, resounding through the sky, and the animals near Baiyun Peak all lay on the ground, as if they had encountered a natural enemy, trembling.

At this time, Zhang Lingxiao pointed in the air, pointed at Ye Fan from afar, and shouted:

"Long Xiang Nine Heavens Sweeps the Mountains!"

As soon as the words fell, the nine divine dragons seemed to have received an order, and with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, they swooped towards Ye Fan.

"Boom!"

The momentum is like a rainbow, like the Nine Heavens Milky Way falling straight down, not to mention the * mortal fetus, even if it is a small mountain, I am afraid it will be razed to the ground in an instant.

What shocked Ye Fan even more was that among these nine divine dragons, there was also the aura of the emperor who looked down on all things!

Zhang Lingxiao, who summoned the divine dragon, is more like a natural emperor, with the posture of a great emperor who shocks the world, reigns over the world and sweeps in all directions.

Feeling the power of this move "Dragon Xiang Nine Heavens Controlling the Rivers and Mountains", many warriors were so frightened that they couldn't help it, and their faces showed incredible expressions, as if they had been given a fixed body technique, and they stood in place, unable to move at all.

As the powerhouses of the ancient martial arts world, they boasted of being superior and otherworldly, and they were above all living beings.

But now, the blow that Zhang Lingxiao casually unleashed has completely exceeded their imagination, it is no longer a mortal trick, and it has reached the realm of immortals.

If it was in ancient times, with Zhang Lingxiao's strength, he could completely enter the palace, replace him, and establish himself as the emperor, and the civil and military officials would not dare to disobey.

"Is this the true power of the Heavenly Rank powerhouse, it is so terrifying!"

"They are also all heavenly powerhouses, compared to the head of the Zhang family, the Wu Heavenly Master who is on the same side of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain is dwarfed!"

"The real dragon is born, and the world surrenders! Under this trick, that kid will definitely die!"

"That's right! No matter how talented he is, he can't be spared under the suppression of absolute strength! This is the fate of offending the Zhang family!"

"Hmph! I don't know how thick the sky is, even if I die, I deserve it!"

......

For a while, public opinion was one-sided, and no one was optimistic about Ye Fan at all.

As the old saying goes: the head can be broken, the blood can be shed, the will cannot be bent, and the heart cannot be humiliated.

What is more terrible than destroying the enemy's body is destroying the enemy's spirit.

On the ancient battlefield, heroes like Xiang Yu, Lu Fengxian, and Li Yuanba took the lead.

Between the gestures, there is a domineering spirit that looks at the world, and when the eyes are staring, the enemy is frightened to kneel on both knees and be terrified.

And now, the imperial hegemonic qi contained in these nine divine dragons is surging from all directions, constantly impacting Ye Fan's divine sense, as if to crush him.

However, in the midst of the storm, Ye Fan was still calm and composed, his face was as heavy as water, and there were no waves.

As the old saying goes: Those who have thunder in their chests and face like a peaceful lake can worship the general!

And this sentence happens to be a true portrayal of Ye Fan now.

The next moment, Ye Fan puffed up his chest suddenly, his eyes were bright, the mountains and rivers were magnificent, and he was dominant.

In fierce battles again and again, Ye Fan defeated countless strong enemies, and never cultivated the will to win.

At this moment, even though the nine divine dragons were in front of him, instead of being afraid, he had the pride and ambition to compete with him, and his heart was as firm as a rock, and he never wavered.

The enemy he will face in the future is the world-famous giant and supreme immortal venerable in the immortal cultivation world, how can he retreat here?

Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes burned with flames, and a brave and fearless momentum appeared on his body, and he shouted:

"The heart of battle, until death! The brave are fearless, because they are fearless, they are invincible!"

As soon as the words fell, an indescribable sword intent appeared in Ye Fan's body, sacrificing life and forgetting death, heroic and resolute, just like Jing Ke assassinating King Qin.

Ye Fan's lifelong martial arts will was completely integrated into this sword intent, and even sublimated, reaching the realm of "fearless".

As soon as this sword is released, the enemy is not dead, and it will never be sheathed.

Since his cultivation, the swordsmanship that Ye Fan has really practiced is actually only the "Brave Sword Slashing Tiangang" in the "Beichen Seven Swords".

One move of the brave sword, only attacking but not defending, invincible, and breaking through the six paths.

The break is the starting point, and you can only survive at the end!

Only the determination to put life and death aside can master the brave sword.

And now, from the "Brave Sword Cutting Tiangang", Ye Fan has given birth to his own sword intent-

Fearless sword intent!

To cultivate the way of the sword, you must first forge the sword heart!

The sword is like the heart, the heart is like the sword, and the heart is the sword!

Therefore the good man holds the sword that saves people, and the evil man holds the sword that kills, and there is the sword that kills people for the sake of saving people, and there is the sword that saves people for the sake of killing.

Soldiers, murder weapons, saints have to use them, saints can level the world with swords, and wicked people can mess with Kyushu.

A person who practices swords, even if he holds the Qingyu Sword in his hand and learns peerless sword moves, but if he can't comprehend the sword intent, he is an ordinary man after all, and he is unknown to everyone.

Only by comprehending one's own sword intent can one be regarded as a true swordsman.

The mind is clear, and the heart is moving.

If the heart is fearless, the sword is fearless, and it is for the fearless sword intent.

In the face of thousands of difficulties, even the gods and Buddhas above the nine heavens and the powerful ghosts under the nine shadows are fearless.

At this moment, Ye Fan clenched the Thunder Tribulation Sword in his hand, and the fearless sword intent was attached to it, even if he was in extreme danger, he was not afraid at all, standing proudly and not moving.

"My generation of monks, overcome thorns and thorns, go against the sky! I am fearless, even if the road ahead is difficult and dangerous, I should be a sword to cut it!"

Ye Fan's voice contains absolute confidence, bravery, and fearlessness.

"Boom!"

A pillar of crimson sword gun, shot out from the Thunder Tribulation Sword, attached to the fearless sword intent, piercing the sky, carrying the power of destroying the world and the earth, swept towards the nine divine dragons, the momentum was extremely huge.

"Thorn, stab, stab, stab......"

A burst of cracking sounds suddenly sounded, and the nine divine dragons, which were originally unstoppable, were as fragile as porcelain under this crimson sword, shattering and falling apart at the touch of a button.

In just a few breaths, these nine divine dragons disappeared and completely annihilated, as if they had never existed.