Is Hua Tiannan really confident that this small Villa of Not Forgetting can keep this sword? What is the purpose of Hua Tiannan's move?
Just as Ye Zhenfeng kept thinking, he saw the World-Destroying Divine Sword slowly flying out of the sword box, wrapped in gilded light and burning fire.
Everyone's eyes immediately started to burn with greed, and finally someone couldn't stand it anymore and launched an attack.
"The World-Destroying Divine Sword is mine——"
"be mine--"
"Go away——"
"go to hell--"
As long as one person grabs it first, the second person will definitely follow suit. Soon, the entire sword appreciation conference will fall into a state of madness.
Everyone was fighting each other with swords. Before, they were exchanging cups and cups, calling each other brothers and sisters, but now they showed their hideous and ugly faces. Either you die or I live.
The World-Destroying Divine Sword kept flying back and forth among the crowd, and waves of faint white spiritual light rose from the crowd and were converging towards it.
At the same time, Ye Zhenfeng's eyes revealed a trace of joy when he saw Hua Tiannan.
What on earth is this old fox Hua Tiannan planning?
What exactly is going on? What is the purpose of Not Forgetting the Villa to summon everyone to come and appreciate the sword? Do you just want to see them kill each other?
No, his left eye was flashing red, and he felt a faint blood mist lingering in front of his eyes, and the martial souls in everyone's bodies were constantly becoming frantic because of the World-Destroying Divine Sword.
Their eyes seemed to have been blocked by magic, and they all turned red. Was this due to a soul spell? What kind of soul art can be so powerful!
However, there was something even more surprising to him. He saw that the martial souls in everyone's bodies were being continuously absorbed by the World-Destroying Divine Sword. What on earth was going on?
"Ah - ah -" Not only did everyone fall into a state of madness, but even the Earth Casting Master beside them began to become crazy.
I saw him constantly stretching out his hands, grabbing his head fiercely, and saying painfully: "Why? Why? Why do you do this? Ah——"
However, what frightened Ye Zhenfeng even more was that two lines of blood and tears were seeping out of Di Zhu's eyes.
Ye Zhenfeng hurriedly turned around and looked around. The people around him were all the same, all shedding blood and tears, but even so, their faces still seemed to be very excited.
Everyone was acting strangely, except Hua Tiannan and Hongyeji, who were fine. They stood aside and watched with cold eyes, with a strange look of joy on their faces. All of this was their fault.
Just when everyone was in a state of madness, Ye Zhenfeng was fine. First of all, his blood pupils made it difficult for him to be hit by soul spells.
Secondly, there is no martial spirit in his body at all, so the World-Destroying Divine Sword cannot act on him.
This World-Destroying Divine Sword is really terrifying! He couldn't help but feel panic in his heart, and hurriedly supported Di Zhu and dragged him out of the crowd.
Leaving the control range of the World-Destroying Divine Sword, Dizhu's eyes began to slowly turn back to black. He stared in shock and looked at the people in front of him who were falling into madness.
Di Zhu trembled all over and said, "Oh my God! Di Zhu, you madman, what on earth did you do? What did you do!"
Ye Zhenfeng was confused by the Di Zhu master in front of him. Isn't he himself the Di Zhu? Why? Could it be that his madness has returned again?
Ye Zhenfeng said hurriedly: "Master Dizhu, what's wrong with you?"
Di Zhu stared at him, holding his arms tightly with both hands, and said excitedly: "I...I am not Di Zhu, I am Fentian."
"Feng Tian?!" Ye Zhenfeng looked at him in shock.
He suddenly said again: "Brother Ye, I remembered, I am Fentian! I am Fentian!"
Ye Zhenfeng said in confusion: "Master Fentian...what...what is going on? Why do you think of yourself as the Earth Casting Master?"
Fentian said tremblingly:
"I come from the same sect as the Earth Caster, but we are both very competitive with each other and want to make a divine sword that surpasses the other. However, my casting skills are always a step ahead of the Earth Caster.
"He was so angry about this that in order to win the iron-blooded Cangming Sword that I sealed the mountain, he finally sacrificed his body to the sword. As a sword-making sect, the ancestors said that you cannot sacrifice your body to the sword, because when a person dies, he will The resentment is trapped in the sword."
"The combination of man and sword destroys the world with its powerful violence. What's more, this sword comes from the hand of Earth Cast and carries his resentment. This is the sword of destruction from hell!"
"The moment the World-Destroying Divine Sword was forged, it started its crazy killing spree, slaughtering everyone in the Sword Forging Valley. I was also stimulated by this and became crazy."
"I confused Fentian and Dizhu into the same person, and finally turned into Dizhu. I kept making swords. It turns out that the person I always wanted to defeat turned out to be myself...hehehe..."
After Fen Tian finished speaking, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Ye Zhenfeng said in shock: "So, the World-Destroying Divine Sword was forged by the Earth-casting Master?"
Fentian nodded slowly and said painfully: "Although he has defeated me, he will destroy all the people in the world. This sword cannot be kept! Otherwise, the entire world will become the underworld!"
Ye Zhenfeng frowned and said, "Master Fentian, is there any way to stop the World-Destroying Divine Sword?"
"The sword comes from the heart, the sword demon arises from the heart, and the world mourns..." Fentian's eyes trembled, turning left and right, as if he was thinking of a solution quickly.
When Ye Zhenfeng turned around, someone had fallen down again.
Those people crawling outside the door, squirming, trying desperately to crawl out, the blood all over the ground... everything made him unbearable to look at it.
"Ah - kill you! I'm going to kill you!"
"Help! Help!"
"The Excalibur is mine! It's mine!"
"I am number one in the world, I am the immortal overlord..."
"Pfft——"
Another person fell in a pool of blood, carrying his spring and autumn dreams, staring into a pair of unwilling eyes, and died regretfully. Before, there was still a life of flesh and blood, full of dreams, hopes, greed, anger, ignorance, joy, anger, sadness, love, hate, separation, birth and old age, but in a blink of an eye, it was as cold as ashes.
The so-called life of a young man, singing songs, wearing bright clothes and angry horses, loving children, being happy in the world, ambitious and hegemonic, and fleeting, in fact, is just a drop in the ocean, a child's dream.
Suddenly, Fentian seemed to think of something, and then said: "Only by using my body and sacrificing my sword can we stop all these catastrophes!"
After he finished speaking, he took out the Iron-Blooded Cangming Sword, and without any explanation, pierced his belly with the sword, and saw blood immediately flowing into the blood tank, and the Weeping Blood Stone emitted a dazzling red light, accompanied by a tragic cry.
In an instant, the sky-burning fire burned. Use the fire that burns the sky to burn up the karma of the world. With a mind that is free from delusion, get rid of all the delusions in the world.
"Master Fentian——" Ye Zhenfeng was shocked by the scene in front of him, and stared blankly at the Burning Sky fire blazing.
There was only a bang, the sky-burning fire exploded everywhere, and a brand new iron-blooded Cangming Sword flew out from the fire.
Now Fentian, the master swordsmith, has merged with the Iron-Blooded Cangming Sword Human Sword, becoming the Sword Demon Heart of Iron-Blooded Cangming. The power of the Iron-Blooded Cangming Sword is even greater than before.
The Iron-Blooded Cangming Sword kept rotating slowly around Ye Zhenfeng, as if waiting for its owner to hold it in his hand again.
He thought to himself, "How can I exert the power of this sword if I don't have any martial spirit in my body?" But...it seemed to be beckoning me to pick it up.
In this case, Master Fentian, please give me a helping hand to calm down the war!
Ye Zhenfeng's eyes were firm, and he stretched out his hand to hold the sword, and a raging fire suddenly burned. His black clothes were fluttering, he turned around and walked across the fire, tears glistening in his eyes.
He secretly thought in his heart, Master Fentian, you have been heroic all your life, but you have become a swordsman in the end. Now I don't hesitate to sacrifice my body to the sword, I will live up to everyone's expectations by sleeping in the wind at night!
“Ah—Sword Rises the Wind and Cloud!”
He brandished the Iron-Blooded Cangming Sword and flew into the hall. The sword in his hand suddenly doubled in size, with a double-edged edge, and a powerful sword energy split the banquet in the hall into two.
The martial souls that the World-Destroying Divine Sword was constantly sucking in were also cut off by his sword. At this time, everyone collapsed to the ground and slowly regained consciousness.
"We...what happened?"
"Ah - my hand! Who cut off my hand?"
"Ah - my foot, my foot is gone!"
"Hua Tiannan, you pretended to hold a sword appreciation meeting, but it turns out you have another purpose!" After Ye Zhenfeng finished speaking, he pointed his sword at Hua Tiannan.
Only then did everyone suddenly realize, and they all said:
"Ah! It turns out that this bastard Hua Tiannan did all this!"
"Little brother, kill him for us!"
"Kill Hua Tiannan!"
Hongye Ji, who was standing next to Hua Tiannan, changed her expression and asked softly, "Strange, why are you not controlled by the World-Destroying Divine Sword?"
Ye Zhenfeng looked at her coldly, and then said: "Of course I am not controlled by the World-Destroying Divine Sword, because there is no martial spirit in my body, otherwise I would have fallen into your trap..."
After hearing this, Hong Yeji turned her eyes with a vicious look, looked at him with her eyes, and said with a sneer: "I see."
Hearing him say that he did not have a martial spirit, Hua Tiannan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said calmly:
"That's right, I held the Sword Appreciation Conference just for this day. You stupid fools, do you really think I would be so nice to appreciate the sword with you?"
"You're so stupid. I actually want your martial souls. First, I will gather the masters from all major sects in the name of holding a sword appreciation conference. Then, I will absorb your martial souls together."
"In the end, this World-Destroying Divine Sword, as well as these powerful martial souls, all belong to me, Hua Tiannan. With such strength, I will definitely dominate the world! Hahahaha!"
Seeing Hua Tiannan grinning wildly, Ye Zhenfeng felt sick, flew forward and kicked him.
Hua Tiannan was shocked, stretched out his hand to suck back the World-Destroying Divine Sword, and then swung the sword to hit Ye Zhenfeng who was attacking.
A powerful golden light struck Ye Zhenfeng. He hurriedly swung his sword to fight back, only to see two powerful sword energies fighting each other, which immediately shocked both sides.
"What a domineering sword spirit!" Ye Zhenfeng was stunned.
I didn't expect that this World-Destroying Divine Sword would be so terrifying. It had absorbed too many people's martial souls into its body, and I was afraid that the Iron-Blooded Cangming Sword wouldn't be able to compete with it.
The two divine swords were very powerful. In order to avoid accidentally injuring others, Ye Zhenfeng turned around and flew out of the hall.
Hua Tiannan held his sword, waved his robe, and chased after him.
He raised his sword and slashed, and a burst of sword energy was like a thousand-foot-long ray of light, slashing towards Ye Zhenfeng's back.
Ye Zhenfeng blocked the sword behind his back with his backhand, blocking the domineering sword energy, and then flew up to the roof.
"Boy, it's not that easy to run away!"
Hua Tiannan also took the opportunity to catch up. On the roof, the two of them looked at each other, one on the left and the other on the right. The divine swords in their hands were about to move, making a strong pulse beating sound.
Excalibur is calling them, eager to drink blood. The huge full moon shone behind the two of them. They drew their swords at the same time and leaped into the sky.
The night pillow is windy and the black hair is like silk, floating in the wind. The sword in the hand at this moment has regained its previous strength, even more than before. He felt as if all the power he had lost came back in an instant.
Although he did not have a martial spirit, he was not controlled by the World-Destroying Divine Sword. During the battle between the two sides, he had already seen that Hua Tiannan was not able to control the World-Destroying Divine Sword very well.
