Ungodly Evil Spirit

Until the last moment, the leaves were so fast that they could not be seen at all, and the only sharp "thunders" that surrounded the Universe Platform were fierce and violent.

"broken!"

Ye Fan, whose expression changed drastically, finally spoke at this moment, with a hint of madness in his tone.

"boom!"

Finally, those leaves that were terrifying just by gathering momentum broke out completely, the phantom was in the center of the leaves, but they were twisted into fragments in an instant.

"Crack..."

The sky was directly torn apart, and countless cracks appeared in the space immediately, densely packed and shocking.

"Rumble..."

At the same time, there was a strange loud noise from the Qiankun battle platform. The battle platform that hadn't happened for thousands of years also began to appear huge cracks, breaking open on both sides, and some parts directly collapsed.

The sword power erupted by the swordsmanship of the heavens this time is far more than that, revealing a power of destroying the sky, it also rippling outwards.

"Wow..."

The 100,000 spectators around were obviously caught off guard by the sudden arrival of sword power.

The battle on the platform of heaven and earth has never exceeded the scope of the platform of heaven and earth. This time not only the battle broke the platform, it also affected them.

"Puff puff……"

Many of the disciples were blown away by the sword power that destroys the world, and some were tolerable.

The scene suddenly became a mess.

"Ye Fan, you have won, you can stop!"

Palace Master Qingyuan frowned and came to Ye Fan's face and reminded.

"The sword technique of the heavens is intended to destroy the heavens. This is the highest state. It is a pity that the sword's power is still improving, so you have to stop it. The current era is sad!"

In Ye Fan's mind, a sigh of kendo seeds came.

After these words fell, the sharp light in Ye Fan's eyes dissipated, finally returning to the original state.

At the same time, Ye Fan's thinking resurfaced.

"Palace Master, I..."

Ye Fan looked at the Qingyuan Palace Master in front of him. He didn't finish his words. He only felt a layer of his body before falling down.

As Li Mang lost, all the leaves in the sky sank and slowly fell to the ground.

The sword power of destroying the sky collapsed, but the torn sky and the shattered battle platform did not recover.

The faces of many spectators were full of palpitations. Many people didn't understand what was going on, and they were involved in life and death for some reason.

Sweep the sky and destroy everything.

"Lingxin, take him down to rest first, I will deal with it here!"

Qingyuan Palace Master caught Ye Fan's unconscious body in midair and handed it to Lingxindao.

"Yes……"

Lingxin nodded, this time many of their disciples were also very scared, the explosion of sword power was simply terrifying.

Soon, many Qiankun disciples all came to Ye Fan's palace. As for the outside, the Qingyuan Palace Master handled almost the same.

This is the first time that the Universe Battle Platform has been defeated. For many people, Ye Fan's sword may become a nightmare in their lives.

The hundreds of thousands of spectators dispersed in a state of despair, and the Universe Test was somewhat incomplete.

"How is Ye Fan?"

After handling the affairs of the Qiankun Battle Terrace, the Qingyuan Palace Master immediately came to Ye Fan's palace.

"Junior Brother Ye Fan is over-exhausted, so he should be able to take a rest!"

Lingxin explained.

"That's good!"

Palace Master Qingyuan nodded in relief. He didn't mean to blame Ye Fan for this incident.

"Palace Master, what kind of power did Junior Brother Ye Fan use just now? Why is it so terrible!" Su Linye couldn't help asking from the side.

Until now, he still has some lingering fears, the scene of ruining the world is really terrifying.

"It should be... the artistic conception of sword!"

The Qingyuan Palace Master had a complicated expression, he groaned, and finally said.

"The mood of the sword! Is he from there? No, the mood of the sword can't even be used by the people there. There is only one person in the entire universe!"

After hearing this, Lingxin's body trembled slightly, asking and answering himself, and quickly overthrew Tao.

"Yes, I am also wondering about this, let's talk about it when he wakes up!"

Qingyuan Palace Lord nodded, as confused as Lingxin.

Su Linye nodded clearly, the artistic conception of the sword is a more advanced power than the intent of the sword. According to legend, the artistic conception of the sword can exert the strongest power of a sword technique, and the unrelated strength is strong. Weak, has nothing to do with the realm of cultivation, as long as the artistic conception arrives, even a three-year-old child can display it and kill the strong.

It is a pity that this power is too special and against the sky. Countless swordsman geniuses tried to comprehend, but they all failed. Even though no one can comprehend the best swordsman in the universe, the only person who comprehended has disappeared at this moment.

After displaying the real swordsmanship of the heavens with the help of the seeds of kendo, Ye Fan slept directly for three days and three nights. During this period, not many people mentioned Ye Fan’s battle. Those disciples who came back from watching the test, Most of them chose to be silent, as if they had not yet emerged from the shadows.

"Master, that's the way it is. If the palace master didn't stop it in time, I don't know what the result will be!"

In the gloomy palace of Xuanhuang Hall, even after three days, the faces of Shui Lusheng and Qin Yuanzhi were still a little pale.

"Oh? Challenge yourself a hundred times, and suddenly win? I don't believe this kid is really so strong, this matter must be investigated!"

The man sitting in the first place frowned for the first time. It was indeed a bit invisible.

"You two have a good rest. After two and a half months, you still have tasks..."

The man immediately gave an order, and then disappeared into his position. This time he walked very full.

"Hehe, a broken sword scared the two of you into this kind of virtue, the water and land life itself is a waste, even if it is, Qin Yuanzhi, you are one of our Xuanhuang Five Masters at any rate, what a shame for us!"

As soon as the man left, a ridiculous voice sounded from the palace.

Shui Lusheng didn't dare to say anything after hearing this, but Qin Yuanzhi said angrily: "Tang Zhongjie, you don't laugh at me here, sooner or later I will see your jokes!"

After speaking, Qin Yuanzhi left the palace without looking back, obviously very angry.

...

Qiankun Palace, in the palace.

Ye Fan slowly raised his heavy eyelids, and a ray of sunlight fell, just shining on his face.

It was early in the morning, and it was bright.

Ye Fan shook his head and sorted out his confused thoughts.

The previous scenes gradually came to my heart and became clear.

In order to help him demonstrate the artistic conception of the sword, Sword Seed used his body to release the real swordsmanship of the heavens, which was then stopped in time by the Qing Yuan Palace Lord.

However, Ye Fan didn't have a deep memory of the artistic conception of that sword. He just knew the horror scene when the swords of the heavens were cast.

That really can be called sweeping the heavens.

"Junior Brother Ye Fan, you finally woke up, oh no, you should be called Senior Brother now!"

Ye Fan was still thinking, and when he was about to find the seeds of kendo for advice, a surprised voice suddenly appeared in front of him.