Chapter 1180 The Inheritance of Splitting the Heavens

Ding!

The sword body trembled slightly, and the splitting sword seemed to be responding, agreeing with his statement!

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Zhuo Fan smiled evilly: "In that case, splitting the sword, you will follow me all the way, cut through the thunder, kill Jiuxiao, and open a hole for Lao Tzu in the thunder cloud, and then I will be able to Use the world-destroying thunder flame to burn him to ashes, hahaha..."

bump!

However, as soon as Zhuo Fan started laughing, the Heavenly Splitting Sword turned the back of the sword and knocked on his forehead hard, and his nose was swollen by the way!

"what are you doing?"

Covering his nose, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but get angry and shouted: "You are in my hand now, you are my sword, I am your master, do you treat your master like this? Be careful I destroy your sword spirit. !"

There was no response, and Pitianjian pondered for a while before moving again. It's just that this time, instead of knocking Zhuo Fan, I gently knocked on the dark magic sword!

Ding Ding!

What's the matter, do you want to fight? Lao Tzu is not easy to mess with!

Obviously, the magic sword is not good-tempered, and immediately reacted, flying into the sky, and facing the sky-splitting sword, it was a wave of tail swinging, obviously provocative.

However, the Heavenly Splitting Sword did not move again!

Taking a deep look at it, Zhuo Fan pondered a little, and said faintly: "You want me to take all my magical powers, and only use you to deal with that thunder cloud this time?"

Ding!

Echoing again, the Heavenly Splitting Sword trembled.

So brave, I'm still here, four swords in one, you dare to compete for favor as a newcomer? Why should the master only use your sword, do you think you can replace me? Hmph, don't talk about replacing, it won't take long, I will also eliminate you, Jie Jie Jie...

Knowing that the Heaven Splitting Sword actually had such an unreasonable idea, the Demon Sword couldn't take it anymore, and waving the sword edge again, there was a feeling of making an offer.

Zhuo Fan pondered a little and nodded slightly: "Okay, I'll try your sword. Magic sword, come back!"

squeak!

The body of the sword that had been swinging suddenly stagnated, and the magic sword was rather reluctant, even a little wronged. Master, if you have a new love, don't give up the old one. Besides, I am much stronger than him. Four swords in one!

However, seeing Zhuo Fan's firm eyes, the magic sword couldn't do anything, it turned into a black light and merged into his body again.

So far, Zhuo Fan has only one Heaven Splitting Sword in his hand. And the splitting sword did not delay too much, and immediately took Zhuo Fan's body and attacked Jiutian.

Along the way, there was continuous thunder and thunder, and Zhuo Fan didn't have to do it himself. He took his arm and waved it everywhere. Under the purplish awns, all those thunderbolts were split into pieces and dissipated without a trace, even a little thunder. The spirit is gone.

This can't help but make the thunder cloud even more heavy, and the thunder and lightning in the cloud also decrease rapidly.

You must know that although Zhuo Fan's soaring swordsmanship can disperse the lightning, the aura of the lightning is still there. After being absorbed by the thundercloud, the energy remains unchanged, and it becomes a lightning strike again.

But now, under the power of the destruction of the sky, there is no more replenishment available!

boom!

Finally, with a loud bang, Zhuo Fan rushed into the center of the thundercloud with the Heavenly Splitting Sword, and the thunder snakes wrapped them inside.

"If I use thunder flames to shake the air now, this thunder cloud will..."

bump!

Zhuo Fan looked at everything around him and murmured, but soon another loud noise hit him on the head. With a helpless sigh, Zhuo Fan looked at the divine sword in his hand and shook his head: "Okay, I don't need any other magical powers, so I can just use you? It's just a thundercloud in this thousand-mile land. How to eliminate it? Time waits for no one, if they turn red..."

Silent, the Heavenly Sword did not respond.

It's just that after a short pause, the divine sword moved again with Zhuo Fan's arm, and there was a purplish purple glow on the sword body.

The body was shocked suddenly, and for some reason, holding the Heavenly Splitting Sword in his hand, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in Zhuo Fan's mind.

"Cut the sky, one day, the old man will take you to the top and attract everyone's attention, hahaha..."

Baili Yutian's rebellious figure, in the sea of ​​thunder, kept splitting the surrounding thunder, his eyes were full of arrogance: "Only an old man is worthy of a sword like you, how can other ordinary people be worthy of holding it? Yes? It’s just…”

squeak!

Suddenly, Baili Yutian stopped, and a sigh appeared on his face: "There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. If one day someone can take you from the old man's hands, it will prove that the old man is not worthy of holding it. For a divine creature like you, you should have a stronger master. That person... will definitely lead you to the top just like the old man, and will never disgrace your name. I am afraid that the old man will already be dead by then. , but you have to pass on the old man's kendo's understanding to that person. If the old man can't reach the top, he must also bring my kendo!"

Buzz!

The splitting sword trembled for a while, as if comforting.

"Hehehe...I'm just making an assumption. In the world, who can beat this old man, don't worry, hahaha..." With a sullen smile, Baili Yutian continued to wield the divine sword, majestic and all eyes. A raging war!

Looking at this scene, Zhuo Fan suddenly understood the meaning of the splitting sword, he was going to preach on behalf of Baili Yutian. When it comes to comprehension of the sword way of splitting the sky, there is probably no one in the world who has a deeper understanding than Baili Yutian, even the sword emperor.

After all, these five divine swords are his own swordsmanship integrated into the power of the five divine beasts, and the number of changes in them may not be completed by himself.

Fully understand. But Baili Yutian is a man who is immersed in the ultimate swordsmanship of splitting the sky. His enlightenment may be the true meaning of splitting the sky!

Otherwise, why is there only Baili Yutian, and no one else, when Pitianjian preaches? After so many years, there are not a few people who have split the sky in their hands, including the Sword Emperor.

But there is only one person who truly understands Pitian!

Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan's eyes must be, according to the figure of Baili Yutian in his mind, he is also waving a sword and a sword around!

In an instant, the wind was thunderous, and the purple thunder continued, and a sword smashed into the sky, all of whom looked at him. The surrounding thunderclouds just flickered and disappeared without a trace. Before the sword qi has arrived, the sword will has arrived, the thunder is rang in all directions, and the world collapses!

In this way, Zhuo Fan entered the state of ecstasy, as if he was one with the Baili Yutian in his mind, and every sword was extremely domineering.

After the whole path of the sword-slashing style was finished, there was no more thunderclouds in the entire sky, and a round of scorching sun slowly showed its head, and the bright sunlight, for the first time in history, was probably sprinkled on this blackened area. on the land.

Facing the splendid brilliance, Zhuo Fan's eyes unknowingly left a tear.

However, this tear was not shed by him, but by the sword spirit splitting the sky, after the soul was connected, it was shed for that sword spirit!

Sword Spirit can't speak, but his feelings are completely introduced into Zhuo Fan's heart.

Fizz!

One after another dense purple energy gradually spread out from the sword and flowed into the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. Zhuo Fan looked at all this, and understood in his heart that after this swordsmanship was passed down, the sword spirit had already dissipated its spiritual energy and returned to heaven and earth.

Scholar die for the confidant!

The moment the Undefeated Sword Master died, he had the heart to follow him. It was because Jian Zun's preaching wish was not fulfilled that he stayed. Now that the swordsmanship has been passed down, he has no worries and went straight.

This Heavenly Splitting Sword has once again become a spiritless thing!

"Zhuofan, climb to the top!"

Finally, at the moment when the purple energy completely dissipated, in Zhuo Fan's mind, the undefeated Sword Sovereign shouted again before his death. He knew in his heart that this was Sword Spirit's last blessing to him through his undefeated mouth!

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Zhuo Fan nodded happily: "What kind of master really has what kind of sword. People are like swords, swords are like people. There are no two defeats!"

Gently stroking the purple divine sword, Zhuo Fan smiled slightly, raised his hand and took the ring, but his eyes were more firm.

The peak, I will reach it, with your kendo together...

Swish swish!

At this moment, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and the figures of Murong Lie and others appeared beside Zhuo Fan, looking at him and hurriedly said: "Mr. Zhuo, are you all right!"

"It's okay, they are all well!" With that, Zhuo Fan released everyone in the field with a flick of his hand. Suddenly, Da Dao's powerful aura was released immediately, Luo Yunhai and the others also broke through their own shackles and all arrived at the Yuanyuan Realm. Even those three little guys have reached the Void Transformation Realm!

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Fan nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at the master swordsmen, his eyes lit up.

Murong Lie and the others had indeed been held down at the mortal level for too long, and as soon as they broke through, they immediately reached the peak of the Spirit King. Even Li Jingtian and the others had reached the strength of the mid-stage Spirit King.

Feeling the vibration of the Yuan force in the body, everyone was excited.

"Hey, Butler Zhuo, your cultivation level has retreated again, and you have reached the fifth level of bone forging!" At this moment, Li Jingtian couldn't help but stunned and exclaimed.

With a stagnant face, Zhuo Fan only had time to check his own cultivation, but it's okay not to check it out. After checking it, even he was stunned: "Middle stage of the Spirit King?"

Yes, Zhuo Fan, who had already suffered a thunder robbery just now, reached the peak of Guiyuan. After inheriting the swordsmanship of splitting the sky, not only did his state of mind skyrocket, but the true art retreated his superficial cultivation to the bone-forging realm, and even his true cultivation had broken through to the mid-level spirit king.

However, as soon as the thunder calamity that the breakthrough spirit king should have arrived, he was smashed by Zhuo Fan for a while, and it was split in an instant, even he didn't know it.

This has to be said to be a pity, after all, the thunder tribulation is to help you temper your body.

However, Zhuo Fan, who has already borrowed other people's thunder tribulation and tempered his body, doesn't seem to care much about this! After all, he already has the physique of the Spirit King, does it need to be tempered twice? Ha ha!

"Everyone!"

Everyone was safe and sound. Zhuo Fan was taught by the Heavenly Sword personally, and even the swordsmanship of the Heavenly Sword was instantly comprehended. It was a great deal, so he suddenly flashed and looked at everyone present and said, "Now we have the number of Spirit Kings. , has been able to form a small army, the original sword king master, who has the inheritance of the divine sword, is different from the general spirit king. In this case, the time I just said can be advanced, and now it is in the corner of the sanctuary, Hit the ground!"