"You are mine!"
As soon as Ning Fan finished speaking, he immediately summoned the Eight Wings of Black Fire, shook his body, and disappeared without a trace.
The five little girls were originally laughing happily, but when they saw Ning Fan disappear, warning signs filled their hearts, and their faces turned cold.
"Hmph! Do you want to sneak attack on my sister? You are still too young! Kill him!"
Although the five women were petite, their attacks were fast and ruthless. They raised their hands and fired their swords in five different directions.
They are originally sword spirits, their little hands are sharper than ordinary flying swords, and they can produce sword light with a wave of their hands, which is as powerful as a blow to the void, so they are extremely powerful.
Above the sky, where the five sword lights struck were exactly where Ning Fan's figure appeared one after another.
Ning Fan flew in five directions in an instant, but every time he landed, sword light struck him, making it impossible for him to approach the five women.
The perception of these five women is very keen, and they are indeed the sword spirits of the fairy sword.
With a point between his eyebrows and a cut in his hand, Ning Fan took nine steps in an instant, becoming one with the general trend of heaven and earth. He swung his sword to block five rays of sword light, naturally not suffering any injuries.
When the five little girls saw that the sword light could not deal with Ning Fan, their faces turned solemn.
"The flying sword of the ancient divine weapon... Tongtong, smash his flying sword!" The golden-robed sword spirit said with a cold face.
"Okay...Okay...Okay!"
The fifth sword spirit, named Tongtong, was wearing a yellow shirt. Hearing the words, he made secrets with his small hands, and his eyes were shining with bright sword light.
An extremely terrifying sword intent emitted from the yellow-shirted sword spirit's body, instantly covering the entire cave space, causing the entire space to tremble.
In that sword intention, there is a domineering intention to destroy all flying swords!
Under the sword intention of the fifth sword spirit, a 'click' sound suddenly sounded!
Without any warning, the Zhanli sword in Ning Fan's hand trembled violently, and a tiny crack stretched like a spider web on the sword body...
The majestic two-star divine weapon, which even Monk Shattering Void tried his best to break, was actually cracked by the mere sword intent of a little girl!
Ning Fan's eyes were shocked for the first time. The sword intention of this fifth sword spirit was so powerful that it could directly break people with flying swords. It can even break the ancient divine weapons!
Although the Zhanli Sword is a two-star divine weapon, if it is attacked twice more by this little girl's divine will, I am afraid it will definitely break...
"Eh...Eh...Eh..." The Fifth Sword Spirit, who stuttered slightly, showed a confused expression when he saw that Ning Fan's flying sword had not been shattered.
Several other sword spirits covered their mouths and said in surprise, "It's actually a two-star divine weapon?! No wonder it wasn't broken by Tongtong's blow... But don't be afraid, let Jingjing break his sword power!"
The sword spirit named Jingjing is the eldest sister of the five girls, the number one sword spirit dressed in gold.
The golden-robed sword spirit made a secret with its small hands, emitting another sword intent that was completely different from that of the yellow-robed sword spirit. Covering the entire cave space.
At this moment when the sword intent dispersed. Ning Fan's sword power that merged with heaven and earth by taking nine steps to the sky suddenly collapsed!
Ning Fan's eyes were shocked. These five little girls are a bit outrageous.
"The sword spirit in yellow can break people's flying swords, and the sword spirit in gold can break people's swords... The other three sword spirits may also have their own magical powers..."
He dispersed the momentum, put away the Zhanli Sword, and took a breath. My mind was racing.
After a moment, he slowly raised his finger and pointed at the five women, and the sword light flashed from his finger.
At the moment when the sword light almost took shape, the second sword spirit in green clothes made a secret with his small hands and dispersed the sword intent.
Under this sword intent, Ning Fan's sword light immediately shattered.
"Can the Tsing Yi Sword Spirit break the light and shadow of a human sword..."
Ning Fan was thoughtful, and then activated the technique of the Heart Formation, using the Dongxuan Sword Formation that had not been used for a long time.
The sword formation has not yet taken shape, and the fourth sword spirit in red is making secrets with his little hands. The sword intention dispersed.
In an instant, Ning Fan's unformed Dongxuan Sword Formation collapsed...
The red-clothed sword spirit had just stopped, and the third sword spirit in blue also made a hand with his small hands and spread his sword intent.
The sword spirit of the blue-clothed sword spirit is as warm as water, and under this sword spirit. Ning Fan felt that all his sword intent was dissipating and disappearing!
His eyes trembled slightly, and he already knew the abilities of the five sword spirits.
"The sword spirit in red can break a person's sword formation, and the sword spirit in blue can break a person's sword intention..."
"When these five people gather together, no one who is a sword cultivator under Suixu can compete with them. Even the sword cultivators at the first or second level of Suixu may not be the opponent of these five little girls..."
The shock in Ning Fan's eyes was not hidden from the five girls.
Seeing Ning Fan's shocked expression, the five girls all looked proud.
"Hmph, big sister's sword intent is designed to break through all kinds of sword power, aren't you afraid?"
"Hmph, second sister's sword intent is designed to break through all kinds of sword lights, aren't you afraid?"
"Hmph, Third Sister's sword intent is designed to defeat all kinds of sword intent, aren't you afraid?"
"Hmph, Fourth Sister's sword intent is designed to break through all kinds of sword formations, aren't you afraid?"
"Hum hum..."
"Tongtong, you stutter, don't always imitate us!!!"
"Oh...oh...oh..."
When the five girls were proud, Ning Fan put aside his shocked look and laughed, "You five little girls are really interesting. If I take you with me, you will definitely come in handy even when fighting against the Shattering Void Sword Cultivator..." .I will capture you for now and subdue you later."
"Tch, your swordsmanship and magical powers have all been destroyed by us. You can't conquer us on your own!"
"Want to try..."
laugh!
Ning Fan escaped from the light and transformed into a rainbow, directly bullying the five women. He is not a pure swordsman, he has some magical powers to deal with the five women.
The five women showed no mercy and tried to use their swords to attack Ning Fan.
Ning Fan didn't give the five girls a chance to release their sword light, and directly pointed them to use his trump card.
In an instant, all five girls' faces turned pale and they found that their bodies could not move.
But they saw countless blood threads emanating from their bodies, binding them to the sky and fixing them in the clouds!
This blood line is the art of fixing the sky!
A moment later, Ning Fan's figure appeared ten feet away from the five women. He flicked out a prison rope with his finger. The rope split into five hair-thin ropes halfway, binding the five sword spirits.
The five sword spirits are only about the size of a thumb, and this prisoner Yinsuo is considered a miniature version.
Before the five girls could break free from the magic of fixing the sky, they were bound by the prison rope again.
There was still a possibility of breaking free after being sealed by the Dingtian Technique, but being bound by the Prisoner's Yin Rope, the five women all lost all their strength and had no way of breaking free.
"Lie, lie! This blood line can actually immobilize me?!" The golden-robed sword spirit's little face looked panicked.
"Soft, soft...I can't use the strength to be tied up by this thin rope..." The Qingyi Sword Spirit almost fell down.
"It's not fair! It's not fair! You are so big and we are so small, but you can't catch us! Try it again! I ask for a new beating!" The little face of the red-clothed Sword Spirit turned red. Arrested for protesting.
"I was wrong, don't catch me, I'm afraid..." The blue-clothed sword spirit's eyes were red and he cried in fear.
"Please...please...please..." The yellow-clothed sword spirit wanted to beg for mercy, but he stuttered and couldn't say a complete sentence. He was very anxious.
Ning Fan put away the string in his hand, took the five petite sword spirits into his palm, shook his head and smiled.
These five sword spirits have great magical powers, but their minds are just like those of children. Although naughty and mischievous. But very timid. They have pure personalities... If a higher-level 'Sword Forbidden' can be found and planted for them, they will be timid and afraid of death and will not dare to be rebellious. They will serve Ning Fan as their master for the rest of their lives.
Sword ban is a common ban. Generally speaking, any flying sword that becomes spiritual will have a restriction placed on it to prevent the flying sword from escaping on its own...
The sword ban controls not the flying sword, but the sword spirit in the flying sword.
Ning Fan only has one flying sword of his own, which is the Zhanli Sword. The Zhanli Sword has no sword spirit.
Ning Fan knows a lot of sword forbidden techniques, but most of these sword forbidden techniques are for infant-level and transformation-level flying swords, and their grades are too low.
With this kind of sword forbidden power. It is impossible to control the fairy sword and spirit...
"From today on, the five of you are my Ning Fan's sword spirits. I still have things to do at the moment. When I have time, I will find a high-level sword ban and formally conquer you. Now. You guys go to sleep first. Take a long nap.”
Ning Fan activated his Yin-picking fingers and clicked them together to put the five little Sword Spirit girls to sleep and put them all into the storage bag.
Then he punched the cave sky space with a punch, smashing the cave sky space into pieces, returned to the outside world, and reappeared on the top of the sea of clouds in Juntian Realm.
From the time Ning Fan entered the cave space to the time he returned, not too long actually passed.
Ordinary monks didn't know where Ning Fan had gone, but Lu Yu knew the truth. He knew that Ning Fan was 'caught' by five sword spirits and entered the cave.
Seeing that Ning Fan left the cave space safely, Lu Yu breathed a long sigh of relief.
He was very worried that Ning Fan would be tortured to death by the Five Sword Spirits.
Now seeing that Ning Fan was safe and sound and that the Five Sword Spirits were missing, Lu Yu sighed slightly.
He didn't know that all the Five Sword Spirits had been captured. He only knew that Ning Fan had become the latest favorite of the Five Sword Spirits. He said to Ning Fan with great sympathy,
"Hey, there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have misfortune and good fortune. Su Yihou is sad... These five little ancestors like to torment people, but they are not bad-hearted... When Su Yihou gets along with them in the future, he will tolerate it as much as he can. Bar..."
"Sorry? What's the point of mourning?" Ning Fan was confused.
"Hey, Marquis Suyi is really an open-minded person. Let's not talk about it... let's go, I will take Marquis Suyi into the mountain to understand the Rain Monument."
Lu Yu didn't have the strength to capture the five sword spirits, so he could only be bullied by the five sword spirits.
Ning Fan is not afraid of the Five Sword Spirits, he is the only one who bullies the Sword Spirits.
For Lu Yu, being abandoned by the Five Sword Spirits was a happy event.
For Ning Fan, getting the Five Sword Spirits is also a gain.
The two entered the mountainside, and after burning incense, Ning Fan left Juntian Palace.
Feeling Ning Fan's retreating light, Lu Yu sighed deeply, "Five little ancestors, you should take it easy and don't torment Su Yihou to death... Speaking of which, I also want to thank Su Yi. Yihou, if Suyihou had not appeared, the five little ancestors would not have left... From today on, no one will make any noise, and I can sleep peacefully..."
"I'm a little bit used to it without them shouting..."
...
The first realm of Tianyun, the Haotian realm!
Ning Fan started from the third realm, the Red Sky Realm, and challenged the masters of the six halls from the fourth to the ninth realms. The only ones he has not yet challenged are the Haotian Hall and the Yangtian Hall.
Since the death of the fourth prince, Yangtian Palace has always been the weakest of the nine branches. The owner of the palace is just a glimpse, named Zheng He, and he died in the Battle of the Hundred Sects...
Nowadays, the Yangtian Palace is getting weaker and weaker, and is not worth mentioning. The only thing that needs attention is the Haotian Palace.
Ning Fan's eyes flashed. As far as he knew, the Master of Haotian Palace was a Taixu monk and the strongest among the Nine Palace Masters.
If the master of Haotian Palace is defeated, all the Nine Palaces of Rain Monuments will be collected.
Passing by cities one after another and across high mountains, Ning Fan stepped on the golden ancient sword and galloped through the territory of Haotian. Yunshan Mountain was already in sight.
On the 90,000-foot-high Yunshan Mountain, a short old man, as skinny as wood, stood hunched over, his eyes closed.
All the good monks from the Nine Realms gathered from all directions.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the Yangtian Palace is not worth mentioning. As long as Ning Fan can defeat the master of the Haotian Palace, he can be considered defeated in all the eight palaces of the Yu Palace.
Countless monks are speculating and betting on whether the master of Haotian Palace in the Taixu realm will win, or Ning Fan who has been undefeated all the way...
"You came..."
The short old man suddenly opened his eyes, filled with the feeling of continuous rain.
He looked at the golden sword light that was getting closer and closer, and his face gradually became cold.
"I heard from Buyu, the fourth elder, that you let the sinner Wu Chen go... right?"
call!
A very heavy rain spread, and it started to rain hundreds of thousands of miles around!
The old man's Taixu level aura directly condensed into an illusory aura palm print, and he slapped it on Ning Fan's head!
"I, Yunling, am the master of the Haotian Palace! As long as I am here, you can never comprehend my Haotian Rain Monument!"
Ning Fan stopped the sword light, put away the ancient sword, stood on the sea of clouds, raised his hand and punched, shattering the aura palm print.
His fists were slightly numb... This Haotian Palace Master is indeed a Taixu monk, and should not be underestimated.
"What if I insist on seeing the Haotian Rain Monument!" Ning Fan asked fearlessly.
"Easy! Defeat me, and you can see the Haotian Rain Monument! But you can't do it!"
laugh!
The old man took one step without a trace, and the next moment, he appeared above the sea of clouds, snorting disdainfully.
"Although I am not Guiyuan Taixu, I can defeat you easily!"
In front of hundreds of thousands of monks, Yunling put down his arrogance, and immediately patted his storage bag, and a brilliant silver pagoda appeared in his hand.
As soon as the tower appeared, a rain filled with boundless evil energy rushed towards his face, making Ning Fan look solemn.
The monks from all directions, who knew the origin of this tower, all screamed in disbelief.
"This is...the Tower of Sealing Rain!"
This tower not only seals the rain, but also seals countless demons and undead that have been killed by the Rain Palace for tens of thousands of years...
This tower was once a treasure given to the fourth prince personally by the Rain Emperor, but now... it belongs to Yunling!
"With this tower here, I only need ten breaths to defeat you! Ning Fan, you are no match for me, retreat quickly and you will avoid humiliation!"
