Chapter 339: Entering the Sword Pavilion

After everyone separated, there were constantly greedy eyes looking at Ye Fan's side, needless to say, they knew what they were thinking.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, night had come, and a full moon slowly hung in the sky, like a silver platter, sprinkling the bright moonlight.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, thousands of ancient swords around the Sword Pavilion began to change, and they all turned into a touch of silver light and flew into the Sword Pavilion.

The ten thousand swords disappeared, and the fierce sword power that had been pressing on the hearts of Ye Fan and the others slowly weakened, and the magnificent whole picture of the Sword Pavilion was completely displayed in front of Ye Fan's eyes.

The inside of the Sword Pavilion is endless, carved railings and jade buildings, and the palace is continuous, shrouded in the moonlight, just like the heavenly palace.

Ye Fan and the others looked at it blankly, as if they had seen the strong appearance of the Sword Pavilion at the beginning, this ancient sect that was originally comparable to the Lingxiao Palace, but now even a thousand years, it is still so shocking.

"Crunch ......"

At this moment, a simple and pleasant voice woke up everyone present, and a quaint door that had not been opened for thousands of years slowly opened inward.

"The door is open, everyone rush!"

In the scattered cultivation camp, I don't know who shouted, and took the lead in rushing towards the door.

As the so-called wealth and danger are sought, the Ancient Sword Pavilion was suddenly born, and there must be countless treasures inside, whoever gets it first can become a strong man, and then the hidden dragon ascends to the sky and leaps thousands of miles.

"Brush, brush!"

Seeing that this person entered, the people behind did not care about the danger, and rushed in a steady stream.

"The Ancient Sword Pavilion is extremely extraordinary, everyone must be careful when entering it!" Wang Xinruo turned his head and admonished the other nineteen disciples, and then also rushed towards the gate.

Ye Fan followed closely, and those who had already entered did not make any noise inside the door, and there must have been no danger at the entrance.

"Brush!"

As soon as he entered the pitch-black door, Ye Fan's head suddenly felt dizzy, only to feel that the world was spinning, and the next moment he had appeared in an unknown new space.

When you look up, you suddenly see a bright light in front of you, as if it were a very special mountain, the light comes from nowhere, and the red earth under your feet has a slight smell of burning.

In the crimson land, there are dense ancient swords, and the space is endless, and the ancient swords are even more innumerable.

"What's going on, I'm not in the Sword Pavilion?"

Looking at the strange land under his feet, Ye Fan was greatly surprised in his heart, this place was completely like a world of swords, the air was filled with the breath of sharp swords, in terms of the degree of fierceness, it was even more terrifying than outside the Sword Pavilion.

"Could it be that the pitch-black gate is not a passage into the Sword Pavilion, but a gateway to another space?" Ye Fan's mind was racing at the moment, and he felt that the sword power beside him was getting stronger and stronger, as if it was about to grind him to pieces.

If it goes on like this, even with his physique, it won't last long.

"Little Lai ......" Ye Fan couldn't help but shout out to Brunei as he walked around, they almost came in together, but they were all scattered at the moment.

"Save ...... Save me......" Ye Fan walked only a few hundred meters away, and a terrible shout suddenly appeared in front of him.

I saw a loose cultivator, who fell to the ground with his cloak scattered at this moment, his body was covered with bloodstains, and he was struggling frantically.

Ye Fan raised his eyes and found that at the top of the body of the scattered cultivator, there were three illusory remnant swords, flying back and forth, slashing at the scattered cultivator.

"It's ......"

Ye Fan looked at all this dumbfounded, the Phantom Remnant Sword was not controlled by anyone, but it would take the initiative to attack, and the sword light was very powerful, although it was a phantom, it could bring substantial damage to people.

"Brush!"

A remnant sword finally flew through the throat of the loose cultivator, directly cutting off his head, and causing the screams to stop abruptly.

"Woohoo!"

After killing and cultivating, the three remnant swords did not disappear, but turned the sword body and attacked Ye Fan directly.

A distance of 100 meters is only a moment for them.

"Damn it!"

Ye Fan scolded secretly, before he could figure out what the remnant sword was, the other party had already attacked him.

"Roar!"

The sound of the dragon roar sounded in the next moment, and the two remnant swords were directly smashed out by a pair of dragon pattern double fists, and one of them directly slashed through Ye Fan's chest, leaving a blood mark on his chest that was neither deep nor shallow.

"What a sharp sword!"

Looking at his wound, Ye Fan was even more surprised in his heart, although this was only a skin injury, but just from the fact that the Illusory Remnant Sword could break through his physique comparable to a five-fold peak demon beast, a remnant sword was enough to be worthy of a powerhouse in the early stage of guarding the first realm and the sixth-fold stage.

And the previous casual cultivator was only the strength of the fivefold peak of the First Realm, no wonder he would die so miserably.

"Break it for me!"

Thinking of this, Ye Fan became even more anxious in his heart, Brunei didn't even have to defend the fivefold peak of the first realm, even if he encountered a broken sword, the consequences would be unimaginable, he had to find this brother as quickly as possible.

"Qiang ......"

As Ye Fan drank violently, the ancient sword had already been pulled out of his back, and today he will use sword to sword to see which one is more powerful, real sword or virtual sword.

"Brush!"

A pure white sword was directly slashed out by Ye Fan, slashing towards a remnant sword that was flying by his dragon pattern fists in the distance, and at the same time, his body also spun in an instant, slashing towards the remnant sword that had injured him behind him with a solid sword body.

"Poof!"

The Phantom Remnant Sword collided with Ye Fan's ancient sword, but it didn't have the slightest resistance power, and it directly turned into a cloud of mist and dissipated, returning to this strange space.

And in the distance, a remnant sword that was knocked away by the dragon fist was instantly wiped out by the white sword, and it was not a move of the ancient sword to defeat the enemy.

"Brush!"

After splitting the third sword, Ye Fan directly put away the ancient sword, but there was a look of doubt and incomprehension on his face.

The Illusory Remnant Sword has a powerful attack power comparable to the early stage of the sixfold stage of the First Realm, and in terms of strength, it shouldn't be destroyed so easily.

"Maybe my ancient sword is too strong!" Ye Fan thought for a while, but didn't understand the reason, so he could only comfort himself.

After cleaning up, looking at the long swords all over the ground at his feet, Ye Fan couldn't help but feel a little frightened, Fang Cai's phantom remnant sword was exactly the same as these long swords, and the two were very likely to be related.

The three remnant swords are still easy to deal with, if there are too many, ten thousand swords will deceive him, and Ye Fan will not be able to resist it.

After another period of time, the remnant sword did not appear again, but along the way, Ye Fan saw a lot of corpses of scattered cultivators or family disciples, and the sword marks were all over his body, presumably killed by the phantom remnant sword.

Among them, there are many corpses of disciples of the Hundred Flowers Palace and many other sects, and the deaths are very miserable.

Along the way, Ye Fan had already understood one thing, the strange gate before teleported everyone from the outside world to different directions, deliberately separating everyone.

At the same time, a clear voice came from Ye Fan again, this was in a col with few broken swords.

"Haha, boy, you are not dead in such a desperate situation, it turns out that you are hiding here, it seems that you are destined to die today!" The voice was arrogant, bringing Ye Fan a familiar feeling.

"Situ Ming, if you dare to kill me, Brother Fan will not let you go!" A not very powerful force erupted from inside the col, and at the same time, his voice was firm and powerful, obviously trying to fight to the death.

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