Becoming Sovereign in Everlasting World

"Roar..." Angry roars came from the dense forest. Two figures were fighting with a huge lion with thick mane. There were some blood stains on the lion's body. There were also a few strands of golden fur on the ground.

Three figures separated in succession. The bloodstained Golden-furred Lion glared at the two people in front of it with a pair of crimson lion eyes. The two of them were Yang Fan and Mu Sword Spirit, both of them breathing heavily. It was obvious that they had consumed a lot of energy earlier.

Yang Fan, on the other hand, was still fine. He only needed to take a few breaths to recover. It was obvious that she was once again challenging her own limits. Even though she had already become dependent on Yang Fan, her physique was strong, so how could she give up on her love for cultivation?

This was especially after she found out about her relationship with Yang Fan. Even though her cultivation had dropped by half a step, her spiritual energy had become much richer. After sweeping away her depressed mood, she became even more confident. In the past three days, his strength had improved once again, showing signs of another breakthrough.

Yang Fan turned his head and glanced at Mu Sword Spirit. He grumbled a little, "Ling'er, what kind of demon beast did you provoke today!? Even if my strength is half of its original strength, since it is a demon beast and I am a human, there is still a difference in battle. With its current offensive power, it is clear that it still has some strength left. "

Mu Sword Spirit had also recovered from this and rolled her eyes at Yang Fan. "Hmph, it has energy, don't tell me you don't have it?"

Yang Fan laughed and scratched his head in embarrassment, saying, "Don't you want to rest for a day?" I'm going out tomorrow. It can't be that I have to be tired and get laughed at by others, right? "

Mu Jian Ling said with a look of dissatisfaction, "I... "I don't care, I'm about to have a breakthrough, I can't just leave like this. I don't know how long it will take for me to break through. Even if I don't want to, it doesn't want to let us go just like that." As he spoke, he pointed to the other side.

Yang Fan looked at the other party, and saw that the lion's eyes were filled with killing intent. It seemed that he would not be able to leave today, so he could only helplessly lower his head, then with a trace of craftiness in his eyes, he said, "Then …" "Then you have to reward me today."

When Mu Jian Ling heard the word 'reward', her face turned slightly red. So it turns out that Yang Fan had been wanting to take care of that comfortable feeling for the past few days. However, Mu Jian Ling had not agreed to it and could only let him kiss her a few times.

Mu Sword Spirit bit her lower lip and said shyly, "Only... "Only for a moment."

"No, at least three times." Yang Fan shook his head.

"Three times... [Three times is enough, but …] You... You're not allowed to play rascal. " Mu Sword Spirit stammered.

"Promise, promise." Yang Fan laughed as he raised his hand, thinking to himself, "Can I not take advantage of you?" You're saying that you're my wife, then are you calling it playing hooligan?

Mu Jian Ling obviously knew what Yang Fan was thinking in his heart, but she didn't say anything. Her expression turned serious as she looked at the Golden-furred Lion.

Seeing the extremely serious expression on Mu Jian Ling's face, he said with a smile, "Ling'er, don't worry! "Watch me."

He shouted, "Evil creature, watch this!" The long sword in his hand exuded a golden Spiritual Qi. He exerted his strength and rushed towards the Golden Lion King. He waved the sword and a powerful light exploded out.

The Golden Lion King that was originally in a furious state, upon seeing the man in front of him act so arrogantly towards him, let out a roar. A golden colored spiritual energy gushed out from its bloody mouth, directly attacking towards Yang Fan's sword.

"Bang Bang!" Two loud explosions resounded, and smoke and dust filled the air.

The man and the beast had no intention of stopping. They rushed in. Peng … "Bang..." Following that, a voice came out from the dust.

Mu Jian Ling, who was standing there, was filled with worry. Her gaze was fixed on the battle area with a hint of anxiety, as her hands tightly gripped her sword hilt, as though she would rush forward whenever there was an accident.

Within the smoke and dust, Yang Fan and the Golden Lion were in an intense battle. Each time, they would evade the attacks cleverly, while Yang Fan himself seemed to be in no hurry to attack.

The Golden Lion King seemed to be deeply humiliated by Yang Fan's display of skill, growling furiously. He no longer feared Yang Fan's attacks, instead wanting to kill this human who had underestimated him time and time again. At this moment, the corner of Yang Fan's face had a hint of an arc drawn across it. He didn't have the slightest intention of dodging the attack.

Closing his eyes, he stretched his legs into a half squatting position. He took in a deep breath as his hands gripped the hilt of his sword, as though he was trying to comprehend something. As the Golden Lion King got closer and closer to him, Yang Fan suddenly opened his eyes. A hint of understanding flashed across his eyes as his hands slightly curled up to form an indistinct aura. This was the 'Broken Blade', one of the fundamental arts of the 'Nine Sword Extinction'.

Broken Blade was the most difficult move to comprehend in the basic part of the book. What it required was that the user had to create an aura that would break the opponent's sword blade. If the swordsman lost his sword, could he still be called a swordsman? As such, it was listed as the basic section of the < Nine Sword Extinction >. From this, one could see how powerful this sword art was.

The brandishing of the blade was not only used against the wielder. The sword moves were nimble and could be used against anything as long as one could comprehend its essence.

Yang Fan's lips moved slightly, "Crack..." All of the spiritual energy in his body was instantly sucked out, and the sword emitted a strong light. "Boom!" The sword struck the head of the golden lion, and immediately afterwards, "Crack Crack Crack" the sound of its skull being shattered resounded in his ears.

Under the heavy blow, the Golden Lion King fell to the ground with a loud thud. A few whimpers could be heard coming from his mouth. It lay there on its back, a large crack appearing on its head. Bright red blood continued to pour out, its aura was extremely weak, and just this one strike was unable to make it use its spiritual energy.

Wuu..." "The Golden Lion King's limbs were still twitching and whimpering. He hadn't died yet from that one attack.

Yang Fan took a deep breath and carefully drew closer with his sword. His steps were smooth and did not seem to be exhausted at all. He picked at its twitching hooves with his sword. The only thing it could do was stare angrily at Yang Fan with its bloodthirsty eyes, but it couldn't move a single step.

Seeing this, Yang Fan let out a long breath, listening to its whimpering. His mouth moved a few times, as if he couldn't bear it any longer. "Seeing you in such pain, I'll let the good person do it to the end!"