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Is this sword really something that can be lifted just by exercising strength?

Seeing Li Fan sitting there pondering and meditating, the dragon girl also secretly wiped a cold sweat. 【】

It's incredible...... Obviously it was a trick for him, but he even lifted it twenty times...... If he continues to exercise like this, I'm afraid he will be able to exercise sooner or later after a hundred strokes, right?

Therefore, the dragon girl hurriedly set a ten-day deadline so that there would be no problem!

And she saw Li Fan sitting there cross-legged and snickered in her heart. This kid, is he really going to give up!

Li Fan crossed his legs and sat on the ground, looking at the Shang Fang sword in front of him.

A sword that looks like a quaint sword, when it doesn't exert power, it doesn't even have a little luster. What is the difference between Wang Luo and himself, why can Wang Luo use it easily, but not himself?

Li Fan seemed to think of something, spiritual power?

"Old Yang, come out."

Li Fan called silently in his heart, and a figure sat next to him.

Mr. Yang was still wearing a black gentleman's uniform today, looking at Li Fan, his eyes were a little dissatisfied.

"Old Yang? What is this called? ”

"What a affectionate name."

Li Fan was speaking with his spirit, he knew that the dragon girl couldn't hear it, let alone see it!

"Are you worried about this sword?"

Mr. Yang seemed to know what Li Fan was worried about, "I can indeed help you, but is this what you really want?" ”

"Huh? Something is wrong with you today. ”

Li Fan raised his eyebrows, "You never talked like this before, you always persuaded me to obey your heart." ”

"I used to be the darkest side of your heart, but now that you and I have merged, I don't need to remind you to obey your heart. Now, my job is to make sure you survive. ”

"Don't worry, as long as I understand this sword, I can live well!"

Li Fan looked intently at the Shang Fang sword in front of him.

"Don't you already have the answer in mind?"

"yes, that's why I need your help."

Li Fan tapped the sword lightly with his fingers, "Let me communicate with it spiritually, Lao Yang." ”

"Yes, but this sword has a very strong spiritual power, so you should be careful."

Mr. Yang reminded Li Fan again, "You have to be more careful yourself in the future, I don't have the energy to remind you anymore." I, the only remaining phantom, have come to an end. ”

"What does it mean at the end of the day?"

"You should understand."

Mr. Yang looked at Li Fan, with a little expectation in his eyes, "I am indeed Mr. Yang, and it is the little spiritual power he left behind that is stored in your brain." I see potential in you and hope you can inherit my will and truly change the world. However, you are getting stronger and stronger, and I am getting weaker and weaker. Now, it's time for me to leave, your spiritual power is still a unique form of existence, think for yourself, what form should exist......"

As he spoke, Mr. Yang took Li Fan's hand and pressed it on the scabbard.

"Li Fan, you must live......"

Mr. Yang's figure slowly dissipated, and the white light flashed in front of Li Fan, and in the blink of an eye, he entered an illusory world.

The world was like a courtroom, and at Li Fan's feet was a huge circular stone brick clearing with a dragon-shaped pattern, and around it stood one statue after another, each of which was a hundred meters high, towering into the clouds, reaching straight to the clouds.

Each statue has a large sword in its hand, and it is magnificent and untouchable.

The appearance of one of the statues attracted Li Fan's attention, isn't this Wang Luo?

It seems that all the statues in this are the former users of Shang Fang's sword?

"Mortal, why are you here?"

A deep voice sounded, relieving Li Fan's eardrums.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here to negotiate."

Li Fan raised his voice and said to the statues.

"Negotiations? What qualifications do you have? ”

"Guys, you're too uncool."

Li Fan had a smile on his face, crossed his arms, and stood in the middle of these statues, without any pressure at all.

"I'm your heir, and this guy chose me. Why, say something. ”

Li Fan pointed at Wang Luo.

Li Fan...... This is a sacred sword shrine, not a place where you can be presumptuous. ”

"Ah, are you serious today?"

Li Fan looked at him with some surprise, "Did you become serious after you died?" ”

"Enough! Get out of this place! You're not welcome here! Wang Luo is a stupid guy, he actually chose you as his heir, and we won't recognize you! ”

"Yes!"

"Get out!"

The roars around him were higher and higher, but Li Fan laughed instead.

"It seems that I was right. The reason why I can't use Shang Fang's sword is because of you dead ghosts. ”

"That's right, the power of this sword belongs to us, and we won't give you a penny, you know?"

"yes, I can't use this sword with you here."

Li Fan moved his body, "That's why I'm here to kill you." ”

"You, what did you say? Arrogant humans! ”

"Why, isn't your hearing so good after you die?"

Li Fan sneered unceremoniously, "Don't talk nonsense, I want to see who dares to stop me today!" God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks **! ”

"Stupid! This is the Sword Shrine, the spiritual world, what do you use against us! ”

These heroic spirits of the Shang Fang Sword were all dismissive.

"Lao Yang died, but he still left me a little legacy."

Li Fan said, stretching out his right hand.

A black sword slowly condensed in front of him, and he held it in his hand.

"My spiritual power cannot be used together with my true qi. Therefore, the spiritual power is separated. Usually it appears in the form of Mr. Yang, but today, I define it with an extraordinary sword! ”

As he spoke, Li Fan stretched out his hand and flicked it on the extraordinary sword.

This is the spiritual world, and his mental power is strong enough to destroy these troublesome bastards!

The extraordinary sword trembled as it was flicked.

"What are you going to do, bastard......"

The rebuke of the Heroic Spirit sounded, and a black thunderbolt had already burst out of Li Fan's sword and slashed on a statue of the Heroic Spirit.

"Boom!"

The statue immediately crumbled, and the stones kept falling, falling into the endless abyss.

"Stop, stop! You're crazy! ”

"Stop, stupid fellow!"

The Heroic Spirits roared angrily.

"Nineteen more."

Li Fan counted the statues, "Don't worry, everyone has a share, let's take our time." ”

As he spoke, Li Fan popped out another thunderbolt and smashed a statue of a Heroic Spirit.

"You, what are you doing! These are the heroic souls who have guarded China! ”

A heroic spirit roared.

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