Unexpectedly, the eight-handled sword turned out to be the moment when Yang Feng released the destructive sword intent.
Eight into one.
The eight swords inserted in front of the cave merged into one sword.
After fusing the sword intent of the eight swords, the sword's size more than doubled, and the sword intent it released was vaguely stronger than Yang Feng's destructive sword intent.
"Hahaha! Laoba, your method of integrating sword intent has made great progress! You can actually stabilize one of the ten most powerful sword intents, the destructive sword intent. It's amazing!"
A voice sounded from the depths of the cave. Since the entrance of the cave was blocked by sword intent, Yang Feng was outside and could not hear the voice inside the cave at all.
"Haha! This is the most powerful law created by the founder when our Wanjian Dao Sect was founded. It is nothing to suppress a mere destructive sword intent."
A dull voice came from the eighth cave.
"Tsk tsk! The destructive sword intention! Even since the founding of the Wanjian Dao Sect, only a handful of people have understood this sword intention. It is really incredible that this young man from the mortal world can comprehend such sword intention!"
In the fourth cave, there was a burst of exclamation.
"Fourth Brother, are you thinking of cherishing talents? Don't forget who sent him here."
In the second cave, a reminder sounded.
Outside the cave, Yang Feng was already sweating profusely, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans were dripping from his forehead.
Bah!
Bah!
"Law of fusion?! How is it possible?"
Just when Yang Feng couldn't hold on any longer, the voice of "savior" sounded in his heart.
"Old man, you're still alive. If you don't say anything, I'll think you're dead. Find a way quickly."
Yang Feng was afraid that the other party would cut off contact with him in the next second.
"The majestic Ten Thousand Swords Dao Sect has been annihilated like this. Wait! "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One", Yang boy, look for it quickly, find it quickly! You must find "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One"."
After saying that, Canxian cut off contact with Yang Feng again.
Yang Feng was already half-kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily.
"It's boring! The 'Yin Yang Jue Sha Body' is more fun."
The man known as Lao Ba looked at Yang Feng who was half kneeling on the ground in the image, and temporarily withdrew the fusion method, and the eight swords returned to their original positions.
"Hoo, ho!"
"It's so special, what a strong sword spirit."
Yang Feng could detect that the sword intent used by the opponent was also the Dacheng Sword Intent, but why it could stabilize his destructive sword intent puzzled him.
The Destruction Sword Intent is a rare and powerful Sword Intent in the world. Why is the Dacheng Sword Intent still suppressed? This is the first time that Yang Feng's Sword Intent has been suppressed.
"Also, what do the last few words the old man said mean, look for "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One"? What is that?"
Unable to figure it out, Yang Feng simply didn't think about it and continued to focus on the eight swords.
Eight into one.
This was Yang Feng's first encounter. Not only could he fuse eight swords into one, but he could also fuse eight different sword intentions into one. This was extremely terrifying.
Moreover, the unknown sword intent that was fused can actually suppress even the destructive sword intent.
"This secret place may have some unknown secrets."
From the three tombstones that disappeared inexplicably after falling, to the eight swords united into one.
There are various signs that this secret realm may be far beyond Yang Feng's imagination.
But what troubles Yang Feng is that now he is trapped here, unable to get in or get out.
The situation was extremely embarrassing.
"Lao Ba, since this kid was sent by that woman, we can't let him die here easily. We can do this...and then...hehehehe!"
In the seventh cave, there was a burst of extremely obscene laughter.
"Okay! If you want to practice swordsmanship, then send him to stay with that beast."
After saying that, the sword in front of Lao Ba's cave actually released an astonishing sword power, wrapped up Yang Feng, and then threw it fiercely into the distance!
Like a comet striking the moon, it disappeared without a trace.
"That demon is also a tough guy. He's been hungry for so many years. It's best not to eat this guy as soon as you meet him."
"Hehe! Even if he dies, it doesn't matter. Could it be that that woman will fall out with us because of a boy from the mortal world?"
In the cave, there were eight monks who were dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a puffy figure. They spoke to Yang Feng in a very unbearable manner.
After Yang Feng was swept away by Lao Ba's sudden sword force, when he realized that he had left the cave world.
Before I had time to be happy, I just landed and my feet were not yet firm.
An evil dragon roared, almost frightening Yang Feng to the ground.
Boom!
Boom!
The ground began to tremble.
Yang Feng tried his best to keep his body balanced, so that he was not knocked upside down by the earthquake.
After the earth stopped trembling, an old man with skinny bones and a furry body with humanoid and tiger body appeared.
There was a brilliant light in his cloudy eyes.
The corners of his mouth were dripping with saliva, and his Adam's apple was rolling up and down, looking like he was reincarnated by a starving ghost.
Yang Feng felt uncomfortable all over.
"Senior, my meat is smelly and doesn't taste good! Please be merciful with your mouth!"
Before Yang Feng finished speaking, he started to dodge people.
The strange-looking guy in front of me looked like he was not human at first glance.
"Shabu! Tsk! You are the prey sent to me by God!"
After saying that, the old man's skinny body actually began to transform into a beast, and then a tiger with no flesh on his body began to chase Yang Feng.
"Your uncle turns out to be a tiger spirit. From the looks of it, he must have not eaten for hundreds of years. No wonder he is so greedy for my body."
As Yang Feng turned on the running mode, his mind was running wildly, thinking of ways to get rid of this stupid tiger.
The place where this tiger monster is is surrounded by smooth walls, and the Dantian is sealed, making it impossible to get up.
And space is very limited.
"Boy, accept your fate! I am the White Tiger God who commands all the monsters in the world. There is no shame in being eaten by me!"
This hungry tiger monster chased Yang Feng while telling Yang Feng his romantic past.
"What the hell, don't put too much gold on your face. If you dare to praise the White Tiger God like this, then don't I dare to become an immortal?"
Although Yang Feng kept running with his mouth, the movements of his feet were not slow at all. Every time he was about to be overtaken, Yang Feng used all his strength to maximize the speed of his legs.
Only then did he avoid the sharp claws of the White Tiger God.
"Ignorance! I remember when I was roaming across the Star Territory, you didn't even know where you were? How dare you slander me like this? You have the guts to stop me."
After saying that, the White Tiger God was out of breath and his feet were numb, so he had to sit down and rest.
"This damned Wanjian Dao Sect locked away my demonic power and took away my demonic elixir, causing me to lose face in front of this little kid today."
It turns out that the reason why Lord White Tiger ended up like this was all thanks to the Wanjian Dao Sect.
"The Ten Thousand Swords Dao Sect?! The old man seems to have said that what sect he is from is not exactly the same as the Ten Thousand Swords Dao Sect mentioned by the tiger demon, right?"
At this moment, Yang Feng saw that the tiger demon behind him seemed to be exhausted and did not catch up, so he stopped to rest for a while.
Here, although he has no cultivation at all, he also cultivates the physical body. Even if he cannot perform any spiritual energy spells, the strength of his physical body is not ordinary.
At the very least, the tiger monster in front of him, which had been tortured into a state of disgrace, couldn't outrun him.
"Boy, are you also cultivating the physical body?"
Who would have thought that the White Tiger God in the distance would ask such a question.
"Tiger demon, why do you want to find out my bottom? Come on, come and try."
After learning that the other party was so weak, Yang Feng was not as timid as he was at the beginning.
Before, I was afraid that this tiger demon had demonic power. When the two sides fought, he would definitely suffer.
Now that he knew that the other party, like him, could not use his cultivation, the timidity in Yang Feng's heart naturally disappeared.
"Little doll, let me ask you, was it a woman named Gu Ling who sent you in?"
Yang Feng heard the ancient spirit in the mouth of the White Tiger God, and guessed whether the ancient spirit mentioned by the other party was the same person as the sword spirit.
"It's Lord Gu Ling who sent me here to take the lives of these dogs!"
Yang Feng took the opportunity to hit the snake with a stick and spoke boldly.
"Hahaha! Little baby, you can't deceive me. The ancient spirit sent you here for the Wanjian Dao Sect's sect-suppressing sword technique "The Return of Ten Thousand Swords", right?"
The White Tiger God suddenly felt heroic and smiled heartily.
"So what?"
Yang Feng pretended to be in control and wanted to borrow some words from the tiger demon.
He was not stupid enough to completely believe Sword Ling's words. Not only was this woman's cultivation unparalleled, but her mind was also top-notch. If it was not beneficial to her, how could she be so kind-hearted?
Yang Feng once remembered a wise saying he learned in high school: "There is no love without reason in the world, and there is no hatred without reason."
Therefore, I have an attitude of 70% trust and 30% doubt towards everyone, except of course, close relatives.
"As for "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One", the people of the Wanjian Dao Sect are very precious. You alone cannot win their Sect-Suppressing Sword Art."
The White Tiger God began to lure Yang Feng into taking the bait.
When the time comes, by borrowing Yang Feng's hand to escape from the trap, and then swallowing Yang Feng's body full of blood, his demonic power will be restored to 23%. Although he cannot escape the control of the woman, he will be able to protect himself.
"Haha! Could it be that with you, we can compete?"
Yang Feng was not stupid. After everything he had experienced before the cave, combined with what the tiger demon said, it was not difficult to guess that the eight swords in one must be the work of the Wanjian Dao Sect.
Yang Feng was still frightened by the method used by the other party to fuse sword intent before.
"Young man, since I dare to say this, I am naturally somewhat confident. How about you and I put aside our grudges for the time being and work together?"
The White Tiger God was really fed up with this dark oppression. He finally met someone "worthy of delivery". He couldn't bear to miss it. Even if the opportunity was slim, he would still fight for it.
"You are like this. If you don't come up with something, it's really hard for me to believe that you have the capital to compete with Wanjian Dao Sect."
The White Tiger God, who wants to win over him and "conspire for a great cause" must have ulterior motives, and Yang Feng also wants to use the White Tiger God's hand to wrestle with the so-called Wanjian Dao Sect.
Because the method that can integrate the sword's will is really attractive to Yang Feng.
"It's simple. Use the sword in your hand to break the shackles on my body."
As he spoke, the White Tiger God lifted off the tiger skin on his body, and the five black chains that cut into the bone marrow were shocking to see.
