"Yang Fan, dare to fight with me!"

The two sword intents rose to the sky, entangled with each other, and no one was to be outdone.

Stimulated by the sword intent, Yang Fan and Ye Han both had boundless battle intent in their hearts, especially Ye Han, who was originally here to fight Yang Fan.

At this moment, I felt the sword intent, and the last bit of hesitation in my heart disappeared.

Such an opponent, even if there is no reason, he has to fight against it.

"Okay! I'll fight you!"

In the inner room, Yang Fan broke out of the top, stood in the void, and looked at Ye Han in the distance, his sword intent was born, and he also needed to polish it, polishing the 1,367 kinds of foreign sword intent to the ground, turning it into his own sword intent, and integrating it into the forty-nine heavy sword sword intent.

Only in this way can it be consummated, and it can be regarded as truly qualified to impact the realm of the sword soul.

"I didn't expect you to have such a powerful sword intent. ”

In Ye Han's eyes, thousands of sword qi turned into a sword light, and his expression was still indifferent, like a sharp long sword, about to cut through the sky.

"It's not as pure as Senior Brother Ye. ”

Yang Fan smiled.

"Indeed, it is not refined, but if you can survive this battle, you will definitely be able to be reborn in Nirvana, and condense a peerless sword intent no less than mine. Ye Han just glanced at it, and saw through Yang Fan's sword intent, which was generated by more than a thousand kinds of sword intent, and as soon as his heart moved, he naturally thought of the sword soul stone that he missed at the Black Market Festival yesterday.

However, he did not have resentment because of this, any kind of negative emotion, before Ye Han's sword intent, would be cut to pieces and not reborn.

This time, he came only to break off with Ye Jiaen, and what he promised was only to fight with Yang Fan for life and death, as for the result, no matter whether he wins or loses, Ye Han will break off with the Tianwei Hou Mansion of Yujing City, and he will have nothing to do with it.

"A battle of life and death?"

Yang Fan was slightly stunned.

Ye Han nodded: "The battle of life and death." ”

Yang Fan's face suddenly became more and more solemn, he knew that Ye Han was not the kind of person who could joke, but after just a moment, Yang Fan smiled: "Then let me understand, Senior Brother Ye, you can kill the sword intent of the Martial Emperor." ”

As he spoke, the heavy sword in Yang Fan's hand let out a soft groan.

The groan was like a dragon's roar, clear and distant, as if there was a spirit in a sword.

"Good sword. ”

Ye Han's eyes flashed, he held it in his hand, and the long sword that had never left his body also trembled, and then, a blood-red sword light rose into the sky, and the sword was out of the sheath.

It is also a long chant like a dragon's roar, which makes people's hearts tremble.

"The sword I have learned is the sword of killing, known as an inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood, blood is full of rivers and mountains and no one returns, the heaviest attack, you be careful. Ye Han held the hilt of the sword, and the sword body, as he said, exuded a blood-red light, and within the light, there was a brilliant glow, which was extremely extraordinary.

Yang Fan chuckled: "It's a coincidence, the heavy sword I have learned, it is not skillful, it is the most important stroke, although the attack is powerful, but it pays more attention to defense, just against your killing sword." ”

Hearing this, Ye Han nodded slightly.

He is not a person who likes to talk nonsense, but at this moment, Yang Fan and his sword intent are sympathetic, and he is the opponent of his cherished value, so he will have these words, if it is someone else, he has already been cut off with a sword, where can he still say this?

"In that case, then take me with a sword. ”

Ye Han concentrated on the sword, and snorted lightly, and before the words fell, the sword had already stabbed away.

The speed was even faster than the sound.

Yang Fan already had a sense in his heart, although he was surprised, he didn't panic, raised his heavy sword, and slashed out with the same sword.

Forty-nine styles of heavy sword, all the moves are attack, where is there defense?

However, the forty-nine styles of the heavy sword that Yang Fan learned were only comprehended under the phantom attack, and it was indeed the heaviest defense, which could be said to be an attack for defense, which was extremely subtle.

Therefore, in the face of Ye Han's amazing sword, Yang Fan's defense was to split this sword.

Clang!

The two swords struck each other, Yang Fan only felt that the heavy sword in his hand was weak, but there was an incomparably strong sword intent, penetrating through his body.

Wring!

His mind moved, and more than a thousand sword intents were slaughtered.

It took a lot of effort to dissipate the sword intent of this sword, and at this moment, Ye Han had already swung the second sword.

It's still fast, so fast that people are defenseless.

Yang Fan did not show weakness, and slashed out with a sword, still attacking and defending.

Clang!

It was another two swords striking each other, and it was a void of strength, and another sword intent poured into the body, if it was an ordinary person, I am afraid that because of these two swords, I would have already vomited blood and damaged my heart, but Yang Fan did not.

He still blocked it with a sword.

Ye Han also attacked sword by sword.

Ye Han attacked very quickly, Yang Fan was not slow to block, in the blink of an eye, there were thousands of confrontations, Yang Fan's body was already full of Ye Han's killing sword intent, even if his body was strong, at this moment, there were traces of cracks, inch by inch of sword intent, turning into sword light and sword rays, shuttling endlessly, in his body, constantly impacting, as if about to break out of the body.

The thousands of sword intents that Yang Fan has integrated can't stop the more and more killing sword intents that have accumulated, not only can't they stop it, but even one by one, they are all consuming and constantly turning into nothingness.

"If this continues, I'm afraid my body will crack open, and even the sword intent will disappear. ”

Yang Fan knew his situation, but there was nothing he could do at the moment.

He also knew that if it continued like this, Ye Han would definitely kill himself, and he would never say anything about it, thinking of this, Yang Fan's heart was a chill, he raised the heavy sword in his hand, and after blocking the sword attacked by Ye Han again, he took advantage of the situation to withdraw dozens of zhang away.

"What? Do you want to throw in the towel?"

Ye Han's eyes were full of cold killing intent.

Yang Fan shook his head: "Even if you admit defeat, you won't let go, why bother." ”

"Yes, today I and you are a battle of life and death, although I admire you, but, I have already responded to this battle, there will be absolutely no hesitation and retreat, between you and me, one person is destined to die, of course, if you and I are tied, then it may be both dead, or neither of them will die. ”

After Ye Han finished speaking, another sword stabbed him.

Yang Fan took a deep breath, he abandoned all the distracting thoughts in his mind, whether it was the killing sword intent in his body, or the less and less sword intent and forty-nine heavy sword intents in his mind, he had completely forgotten about it.

"Then let's decide the winner. ”

Yang Fan roared softly, and then, the sword in his hand stabbed into the void in front of him.

This stab contains infinite mysteries of swordsmanship, and this sword also refreshes Yang Fan's spirit.

The one who escaped.

With all the feelings for the sword in Yang Fan's heart, it turned into this amazing sword.

This sword is unpretentious.

But even Ye Han, who had already touched the threshold of the kendo master, felt that there was a feeling of being unable to fight in it, just like the power of the Heavenly Dao, which made people irresistible, and before the sword intent arrived, it seemed to have penetrated into the bone marrow, making people's hearts sway.

However, this situation did not last long, Ye Han's killing sword intent once again shattered all distracting thoughts, and he roared lightly: "An inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood, kill!"

The last killing word burst out, and thousands of killing intent condensed into a crimson rainbow light, evolving into the most powerful sword in Ye Han's life.

No one has returned the blood!

This is a desperate sword, and likewise, it is also a lore sword. (To be continued.) )