As long as you pull out the bronze sword and fight against a thousand, no matter what the victory or defeat is, it can be regarded as completely passing the path of conscience.

However, this is contrary to Zhang Fan's Dao heart, and at the last moment, he got rid of the restrictions of the path of conscience and completely recovered himself.

He, after all, is not a sword maniac!

Doing something and not doing something, facing difficulties head-on, does not mean meaningless death, never retreats, does not detour, only uses my sword, cut everything.

It's exciting to say, but the wise don't do it!

"That's it!"

Looking back, waving his sleeves, the huge world is like a mirror crystal shattered, and suddenly, the sky and the earth are changed.

...... On the way to ask his heart, Zhang Fan, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Huh?"

At this time, he knew how close he was to the inheritance of the sword vein and the inheritance of the power of the entire sword domain.

At the end of the path of inquiry, he read alone, lifted his foot, and had already taken the last step, as long as he was down-to-earth, it was considered to be a complete merit.

Shaking his head and laughing, Zhang Fan didn't have any sense of surprise, and when he looked back, he saw that more than ten steps behind him, he was half-kneeling on the ground, with tears streaming down his face.

At this time, a pair of eternally raised sword eyebrows, in the tears, also softened, the whole body, trembling slightly, although crying, a happy smile appeared on the face.

Tears and sweat soaked her whole body, even under her feet, it was also a piece of water, I don't know how long she has been immersed in this state.

In front of her, there was obviously nothing, only air, but the hand she held the sword tightly bent an arc, as if she was holding something in her arms, and from a distance, if you ignore the emptiness, you can see it as a pair of lovers who have been reunited for a long time, hugging each other tightly.

Shaking her head, looking at the appearance of extinction, Zhang Fan somewhat understood why she was sure that she couldn't pass the path of inquiry.

is clearly intoxicated and unwilling to wake up, that is, to see through everything, knowing that it is false, and I am afraid that this vanity will continue.

"Alas!"

A sigh suddenly sounded, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, and suddenly woke up extinction.

Zhang Fan suddenly turned his head and looked at the source of his sigh.

There, on the central Wuji Qilin Sword, the unicorn illusion was gone, replaced by a clear old man with white hair and mopping the floor.

That sigh came from him.

This old man, who was only of medium stature, stood there quietly, and he didn't see how he acted, and a Lingyun aura rose, feeling like a sharp sword, facing the sky, as if he might fly out at any time and pierce the sky.

The snow-white beard on his face was clear and straight, as if the sword qi was condensed, even if it was blown by the wind, it could not be twisted and fluttered in the slightest.

"Sword Spirit?!"

Zhang Fan's expression was awe-inspiring, here and now, appearing here, and being able to wake up the extinction with a sigh, naturally there is only one person.

The sword spirit of the Central Wuji Qilin Sword is also the master of the sword soul in the mouth of extinction.

Behind him, footsteps sounded, and Annihilation stepped forward, standing side by side with Zhang Fan, looking at the sword spirit on the high platform.

At this time, the extinction seemed to have broken free, but when Zhang Fan looked at her from the corner of her eye, she could still see the tears on her face that had not disappeared, and the trance in her eyes.

As if sensing his gaze, Extinction turned his head, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Zhang Daoyou, this is the Lord of the Sword Soul, it was he who taught my mentor the Sword Venerable Sword Cultivation method of the cultivation method. ”

Zhang Fan nodded, looked up, but saw a long sigh from the Lord of the Sword Soul, his snow-white hair trembled slightly, he didn't look at the two of them, but looked into the distance, and said softly: "I, since I'm here, why don't you show up?"

It was as if countless people were all over the sword domain, repeating in unison at the same time, and the sound was everywhere throughout the entire central sword domain.

"Me?"

Zhang Fan frowned, but he noticed the strange title of the Lord of the Sword Soul.

"Hahaha~"

The question in my heart just sounded, and the sound of wild laughter suddenly came from behind me.

If the voice of the Lord of the Sword Soul is spread throughout the entire Sword Domain, the method of moisturizing things is silent, but the sound of the man's laughter at this time is like a storm, it is the water of the sword pool, and it is also stirred, and the sword qi in the sky is scattered, stirring up the phosgene like boiling water and rolling, like a cloud of mist.

"The deity, I know I can't hide it from you!"

"If you don't follow the two juniors, why won't you open the door, how about it, are you surprised to see me?"

"Haha~"

As soon as the voice entered his ears, Zhang Fan's face changed greatly.

He didn't think it was strange that the person who came came mixed in behind them in some unknown way, and what really made him change color was the identity of the person who came.

If it's something else, it's better to solve it a little, since the other party is a doppelganger of the Lord of the Sword Soul, then it's troublesome.

Not to mention the accumulation of countless years, what level can he reach with the body of the sword spirit, it is very difficult to deal with it just by knowing everything about the sword domain and daring to enter it, at least it seems completely impossible to use the sword domain itself to solve him.

All kinds of thoughts flashed, but in an instant, the tumbling phosgene under the path of inquiry, as if cut by a sharp sword, a figure strolled in.

"Huh?"

Seeing the person, Zhang Fan frowned slightly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

This person is not an imaginary sword soul, but a real person, that's all, but this person seems to be a little familiar.

"It's him!"

A person's name has just emerged from memory, and the exclamation of extinction can be regarded as confirming his identity.

"Senior brother!"

"You're not dead?!"

The voice of extinction was full of surprise, so ecstasy, it was directly revealed in his face, if it weren't for the fact that he appeared in a somewhat strange situation, I am afraid that he would have pounced on it a long time ago.

"Li Wandering!"

Zhang Fan was much calmer than Extinction Nature, he just looked at this person coldly, and didn't make any superfluous moves.

This person is Li Wandering, who has been extinct and missing for decades, and according to her, was snatched away by a black shadow demon.

Zhang Fan felt familiar before, and it was outside the Sword Domain that he had seen the true face of this person on the picture scroll he got from the extinction.

"His state seems to be a little wrong!"

The bystander Qing did not extinguish the ecstasy of annihilating everything, Zhang Fan could clearly see that the expression on Li Piaoping's handsome face seemed to be a little distorted.

Hearing the cry of extinction, Li Wandering was stunned for a moment, and then as if remembering something, she glanced at extinction softly, and said in a trance: "It's senior sister!"

"It's been a long time, junior sister, you wait first, and when the senior brother gets the inheritance and is invincible in the world, I will come to you again......"

is well-organized, like an ordinary person, but when he speaks, the frenzy and excitement, as if about to explode, completely reveal his abnormality.

Extinction was excited, and he didn't find anything wrong, but Zhang Fan frowned when he heard Li Piaoping's voice.

"That's not right!"

"It's not the voice just now. ”

Li Wandering's voice was in a trance and fanatical, but in any case, it was also a normal person's voice, which was very different from the inhuman weirdness of the previous Sword Soul Lord clone.

"Senior brother, you ......"

At this time, Extinction also realized that something was wrong, paused and came to his senses.

At this time, she came back from the surprise of reuniting after a long absence, and asked as if she remembered something: "Senior brother, who killed Master? How did you come over all these years?"

"Master?"

Li Piaoping's face was blurred again, and it was immediately replaced by endless madness, and he laughed wildly: "I killed that old guy, I killed ......"

"He wants to rob the inheritance, he wants to rob the inheritance with me, the inheritance is mine, and no one can rob me!"

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Even if he was in the situation again, Extinction knew that something was wrong, and shouted, "Senior brother, what are you talking nonsense? How could you kill Master?"

Li Piaoping back then, but a foundation building monk, how could he kill the Sword Venerable who was only one step away from Yuan Ying, even if it was a sneak attack, it was absolutely impossible.

"Yes, how did I kill him, how did I kill him......"

"Ah, my head hurts so much~It hurts~"

Li Piaoping's face was full of confusion, as if she had fallen into a dead end, holding her head in her hands, and the pain was endless.

"Senior brother!"

Extinction screamed and stepped forward, barely thinking that he had taken less than two steps before he was stunned by what happened next.

Li Wandering hugged her head and shouted, but suddenly paused, her eyes were empty, like a puppet puppet.

At the same time, the clothes on his chest suddenly shattered, revealing his ** chest.

No, it's not the chest! What is revealed, where there is a little bit of the chest of an ordinary person, ugly and hideous, like a ghost.

In front of Li Piaoping's chest, a shadow as black as ink was entrenched, this shadow was full of hands and feet, and his facial features were clear, like a baby.

But there is no such ugly baby in the world.

Its limbs were wide open, and the faint veins were connected to Li Piaoping's limbs, and the position above the chest protruded from Li Piaoping's chest, and the rest of the body was submerged into its torso, like a conjoined baby.

On closer inspection, the pitch black is not the color of the baby itself, but the boundless evil qi condenses and turns into substance.

This evil qi kept rolling on the baby's body, and every time, it brought a fierce sound, as if countless sword qi erupted with the rolling of the black evil, stirring up a large area of phosgene to collapse.

Twisting his neck, as if he had seen the sky again, as if he was extremely comfortable, the baby slowly spoke: "Buddha-figure, I have good news for you, I have a name." ”

"From now on, I'll be called 'Jian'er,' that's a good name, isn't it? ”

"Isn't the deity very envious? It's been tens of thousands of years, and you don't even have a name. ”

"Hahaha~"

The wild laughter and ridicule did not bring any expression to the face of the sword soul master, and he nodded plainly, and said, "You were born of the sword spirit, and it is appropriate to call it such a name." ”

(To be continued)