"Senior, can you give this sword soul stone to you?"

Before walking out of the auction house, behind Yang Fan and the others, a hoarse voice came.

Just listening to this voice, Yang Fan knew that the person who came was Ye Han before, he was a little surprised, he didn't expect Ye Han to care so much about this sword soul stone, but unfortunately, he also needed it and couldn't give it up.

"Brother Yang......" Xiao Ba couldn't help but look over.

Yang Fan shook his head, he turned around and looked at Ye Han: "I'm sorry, this sword soul stone is very important to me, so I can't give in, please forgive me!"

Ye Han's eyes suddenly became lonely.

"Can't you really give in?" he asked again.

Yang Fan shook his head.

"In that case, I'm sorry to bother you, but if you want to sell this Sword Soul Stone in the future, please give me priority. Saying that, Ye Han actually uncovered his mask and revealed his true face.

"My name is Ye Han, a disciple of the inner sect of the Martial Sect, thank you. ”

Yang Fan was slightly stunned, saw Ye Han's sincere eyes, and said, "Okay, if I don't need this sword soul stone in the future, I will definitely leave it to you." "This is said very seriously, if one day he doesn't need the Sword Soul Stone, it is okay to give it to Ye Han.

However, Yang Fan did not unmask to avoid embarrassment when they met later.

The three of them said goodbye to Ye Han and left the black market.

"Brother Yang, why do you want to compete with Ye Han for this sword soul stone?"

Outside the black market, Xiao Ba was a little puzzled.

Yang Fan smiled: "I really need this Sword Soul Stone, and I need it very much, if it weren't for that, I would have given it to Ye Han...... And he is a genius of the sword way, he has comprehended the sword intent, and now he wants this sword soul stone mostly for the sword soul, and a wisp of sword soul in this stone will not help him much, so instead of letting him spend such a big price and get nothing in the end, it is better for me to buy it. ”

"I see. ”

Xiao Ba nodded, the Sword Soul Stone is definitely a good treasure for people who have not comprehended the sword intent, but for people like Ye Han who have comprehended the sword intent, it is a bit of a chicken rib.

If you want to comprehend the true meaning of the sword soul with a wisp of sword soul, this is almost impossible, even if it is a sword genius like Ye Han, he is only one percent sure at most.

But for Yang Fan, if he can comprehend the sword intent of the forty-nine kinds of heavy swords, then Li Daotong's forty-nine heavy sword styles, in his hands, will exert a power that is not weaker than the intermediate body cultivation combat technique, and if he uses the last escaped one, I am afraid it will be even more powerful.

Back in Yujing City, Red Sleeves still returned to the Moon Residence, while Yang Fan and Xiao Ba returned to the inner gate of the Wumen.

In less than half a month, it was the inner disciple Dabi, and the two of them didn't talk much, they each went back to their own small courtyard, as an inner disciple, they had their own small courtyard in the inner gate.

These small courtyards are extraordinarily chic, each of which is at a distance from each other, and it is very quiet.

"Senior Brother Yang, you're back. ”

As soon as he stepped into his small courtyard, he was greeted by a miscellaneous disciple who was waiting.

Yang Fan smiled slightly, nodded at him, and was about to tell him not to disturb him, when he heard the miscellaneous disciple say: "These days, Senior Brother Yang is not here, Senior Brother Ye comes to the door every day to ask, it seems that there is something important." ”

"Senior Brother Ye?"

Yang Fan was puzzled.

The miscellaneous disciple explained: "It is Senior Brother Ye Hanye, one of the top ten disciples of the Inner Gate, doesn't Senior Brother Yang recognize it?"

"Oh, I know, it's going to be the Inner Gate Dabi soon, I'm going to retreat and cultivate, but if Senior Brother Ye comes again, you come and inform me. ”

After Yang Fan finished speaking, he entered the inner room, closed the door of the inner room, laid out the warning formation, and Yang Fan took out the sword soul stone.

The Sword Soul Stone is contained in a black box, and this wooden box is made of Ugin Stone, which is the best scabbard material, and it is very valuable, but compared to the five million high-grade spirit stones, it is a drop in the bucket.

Therefore, the auction house does not charge a fee for this.

Opening the box, suddenly, the sword qi that rushed to the sky gushed out, Yang Fan couldn't help but take half a step back, his face hurt, and when he touched it, there were faint traces of blood.

"No wonder many sword cultivators value this sword soul stone so much, this sword qi is really powerful. ”

Thinking of the auctioneer's introduction, thousands of sword cultivators who had comprehended the sword intent had spent nearly a thousand years to make this sword soul stone give birth to a trace of sword soul, and it was indeed an extraordinary treasure.

Although there are a lot of five million high-grade spirit stones, it is worth the cost.

"It is said that as long as the Divine Soul Spirit can resist the wild sword intent in this Sword Soul Stone, it can comprehend the sword intent, I don't know if it is true or false, what is the effect?"

Yang Fan thought about it, and a wisp of divine soul power came out of his body.

At this moment, his Divine Soul clone is one foot and seven inches, and his Divine Soul can be three feet away from his body, and he can easily integrate the power of his Divine Soul into the Sword Soul Stone.

Kill!

Boom!

Die!

As soon as he fused, countless violent sword intents poured in with the power of the divine soul, each of which was different, but it had the same fierceness.

It's as if everything can be cut off and everything shattered.

If it is a mortal, this contact, I am afraid that my heart will be shattered and I will die on the spot.

But Yang Fan will not, not only is his divine soul condensed, extremely powerful, comparable to the early stage of the tribulation, but also because of the fusion of the gods into the body several times, the divine soul has been tempered with incomparable tenacity, and it is even more than the ordinary early stage of the tribulation, so he is naturally not afraid of the countless sword intents born from this wisp of sword soul.

Gradually, Yang Fan began to adapt to these substantive sword intents, and little by little, compared the forty-nine sword intents he had realized from Li Daotong's forty-nine sword intents.

Suddenly, Yang Fan entered an inexplicable situation.

Everywhere, all with swords.

One, two, three...... Ten handles, 100 handles, 1000 handles, 10,000 handles!

Yang Fan felt that he was standing in the realm of swords, he stood there, countless sword qi soared into the sky, countless kinds of sword intent, surging out, and in front of him, a pitch-black long sword, exuding a purple-gold light, the tip of the sword pointed at himself, as if he wanted to surrender.

"If you want to get the true meaning of the sword, you need to destroy all Dao Heart Buddha thoughts, are you willing?"

In my ears, someone whispered in a gloomy voice.

Yang Fan was stunned, but soon, he shook his head: "The sword, in my hand, is the sword, if you grasp my heart, it is the devil, I want the sword, not the devil!"

"Haha, you've entered the Sword Shrine Illusion Realm, and you still don't want to be demonic?"

The pitch-black long sword suddenly trembled all over, and suddenly, thousands of long swords pounced on Yang Fan, wanting to pierce Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's eyes flashed, his heart moved, and he turned around, leaving a proud back.

He didn't have the slightest defense, he just stood there.

And if anyone else sees this scene, they will find that Yang Fan's back is like a portrait in the nine waves of the heavenly heart, and that Taoist is also like this, turning around indifferently and arrogantly against everything.

Only to all living beings in the world, leaving an eternal back.

The sword flies, the sword qi is born, the sword intent moves, and the sword soul kills.

Ten thousand swords passed through Yang Fan's heart, but they couldn't bring him the slightest harm.

On the contrary, when a sword pierces through the heart, it will leave a sword intent, a sword mark, and the power of the sword soul will also be stripped of a point.

"Impossible! Nothing can hold a thousand sword intents, not even the top sword souls. ”

The pitch-black sword trembled.

As a sword soul, at this moment, it didn't have the courage to stab Yang Fan with a sword again.

"You're defeated. ”

Faintly, Yang Fan said.

Then he opened his eyes.

In his hand, it was still the pitch-black sword soul stone, but inside, he could no longer feel the slightest sword soul, only the remaining sword qi, a few wisps surging, representing its former glory.

"I have become, the heart of heaven is like my heart, the way of heaven is my way, this kind of artistic conception is too powerful, it actually made me integrate 1,367 kinds of sword intent into my life, and comprehended the meaning of forty-nine heavy swords, and even, if it wasn't for the fact that the sword soul was too weak, at this moment, I would achieve the sword soul, and in one fell swoop, I would be promoted to the realm of the kendo grandmaster. ”

Yang Fan's eyes, at this moment, were filled with countless kinds of sword intent, including lore, domineering, cold, and tricky...... There are also forty-nine kinds of heavy sword true meanings.

He stretched out his hand, and the heavy sword was in his hands, and with a light stroke, it was 30,000 catties.

"I have three hundred and twenty-eight dragon strength in my body, and I have thirty-twenty-eight thousand jin of huge strength, this sword should have thirty-two thousand eight hundred jin of strength, but at this moment it is only thirty thousand jin of strength, is it that it has reached the limit?"

Yang Fan's heart moved, but the 30,000-pound heavy sword was enough.

He smiled lightly, thousands of sword intents disappeared from his eyes, and a shocking and peerless sword intent soared into the sky through the heavy sword in his hand.

And at this moment, outside the small courtyard, there was also an endless sword intent, soaring into the sky.

It turned out to be a sense of sword intent!

"Ye Han is here!" (To be continued.) )