Chapter 453 Immortal Will

"I seem to have a belief: this sword is in hand, and the Northern Qin Immortal Cultivation World is invincible in the world!!"

Yang Fan held the broken sword with a solemn and solemn expression, and his voice exuded a sense of confidence in moving forward.

Northern Qin is invincible!!!

The King Butian and Hu Fei were shocked.

This is too rampant...

The two looked at each other and looked at Yang Fan with strange eyes.

Even if Yang Fan stepped into the Nascent Soul, he was only in the early stage. There were many powerful Nascent Soul powerhouses in this Northern Qin land.

Even if the master of the devil at the level of the Three Evil Old Demon is extremely terrifying, not to mention that there are three supreme Nascent Soul cultivators above it.

If Yang Fan really had such skills, it would be no difficult to kill the Three Evil Old Demons, sweeping over the Northern Qin Dynasty.

"What is the mystery of this broken sword that can greatly increase your strength?"

The Butian King asked in confusion.

"This is not an ordinary sword. He has infused the spirit of unparalleled lifelong life and the mystery of swordsmanship."

"What's even more incredible is that the sword broke the soul and Wushuang is dead, but his sword will is still imprinted on it, making this sword break also imprint his spiritual will and the mystery of the sword."

Yang Fan took a deep breath and showed his heartfelt admiration.

The sword is broken, the soul is destroyed, the person is dead,

A strong will, everlasting, immortal!!

This is beyond the scope of understanding of monks in the lower realm.

"Wushuang...what's the origin of you?"

Yang Fan held the half-broken sword that was trembling and scattered with a strong sword energy, and unyielding will.

Suddenly, he recalled the scene of his experience in Jiuyou Plaza, which suddenly appeared in his mind:

“What is the meaning of your existence?”

Wushuang was silent for a while, staring at the Black Crystal Demon Spirit Corpse who was so powerful that he couldn't even arouse the idea of ​​resisting.

"My existence is to maintain the operation of will here...Huh!"

The black crystal demon spirit corpse said halfway, and suddenly stopped...

He stared at Wushuang and said in horror: "Are you... Wushuang? I can feel the unique aura on you."

"How do you know my name? Did we ever know each other?" Wushuang also recalled something.

"No, not only me, but many people know you. Do you know how many people are thinking about you within these seven realms?"

"Hahaha... This world is so crazy... I didn't expect you to fall to this point."

"I voluntarily." Wushuang said: "In order to escape the fate in the dark, this is what a voice in my soul told me."

"Hahaha...Impossible! It is not possible to disobey the high-speed rail!"

The black crystal demon spirit corpse laughed and mocked her.

"What kind of existence am I..."

Wushuang forgot the fear and fear in her heart. In her deep and dark eyes, a vague sword appeared faintly, hazy, as if it blocked the cycle of time and space for a lifetime.

"You are unparalleled, from heaven to earth, unique, truly unique, unparalleled in the world..." A strange light flashed in the eyes of the Demon Spirit God, but he said with regret: "It's a pity that my memory is limited, and I have forgotten many things..."

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"Go to heaven and earth, there is nothing but unique, unparalleled in the world..."

Yang Fan recited a few words lightly, and the half-cut sword in his hand was trembling even more, as if it had resonated.

"Wushuang...Wushuang...I seem to have guessed it." Yang Fan murmured to himself.

"What did you guess?"

Hu Fei'an couldn't help but ask anxiously.

"It's just a guess, no one can say it. But I can be sure that Wushuang has an extraordinary life experience and adheres to the supreme sword will, most of whom he has come from the upper realm."

"No wonder... his understanding is tens of millions of times higher than that of ordinary people." Yang Fan's face showed a sudden look of enlightenment.

"We will not talk about Wushuang's life experience and origin for the time being. How much has your strength improved after getting this broken sword?"

The Butian King couldn't wait to ask.

What he cares most about is Yang Fan’s existing strength.

"The Northern Qin Dynasty is invincible." Yang Fan's unprecedented voice sounded again.

Northern Qin is invincible...

The face of the Butian King twitched violently.

"Are you dreaming or being possessed by Wushuang?"

Hu Fei looked at Yang Fan with a strange look.

Even if he is stupid, he still understands the most basic truth.

"This is my intuition, there will be no mistake." Yang Fan showed a meditative look on his face: "Just..."

"Just what?" Hu Fei was slightly stunned.

"...but, I can only use the power of this broken sword once." Yang Fan felt it and said, "The power of this sword is unstoppable under the transformation of the gods. However, if I cannot kill the enemy, I will die."

"ah!!"

The King Butian and Hu Fei were surprised and lost.

This is too weird.

"Then... how sure are you able to kill the Sanyou Old Demon?"

The King of Butian asked.

"I am 70% sure to kill the great cultivator of the Nascent Soul, and at least 90% sure to kill the Three Evil Old Demons. And they are all determined to kill with one sword." Yang Fan said in a deep voice: "But... Most of the Nascent Soul powerhouses have secret techniques to save their lives, such as Nascent Soul leaving their bodies, turning blood and flying, etc. And I only have one chance to draw a sword. Once the time is not mastered and I cannot completely erase the enemy, I will die myself."

"The sword will that this broken sword adheres to is really extreme!"

The King of Butian sighed: "Ninety percent sure, it's already very big, it depends on whether you are willing to take risks."

"First of all, this broken sword will be my last killer weapon. If I fight alone, I will not be afraid of the Three Evil Old Demons."

Yang Fan smiled faintly: "Let me spend some time and experience the mystery of this sword again. Maybe there will be another turning point."

The King of Butian nodded: "This is better, your potential is greater than that of the Three Evil Old Demons. You can wait until your strength and cultivation level are improved, and you will be more sure."

Yang Fan smiled but said nothing. If he could really easily advance to the middle and late stages of Yangen, he would not need to rely on the power of this sword.

"By the way, Yang Fan, Wushuang wants me to convey a sentence before he dies..."

Hu Fei's eyes were a little rosy.

"What did he say?" Yang Fan's hand holding the broken sword suddenly froze.

"He said: 'Tell him who killed me, he will definitely avenge me... and tell him that the favor he owes him, Wushuang has paid back'."

Hu Fei almost finished saying this with sobs.

Yang Fan's expression was suffocated, and his mind suddenly sank into the half-broken sword.

The memory scene from twenty-eight years ago was actually conveyed to his mind through this broken sword:

"No, I will die soon." Wushuang's tone was very calm: "The reason I still resurrected my soul by borrowing a corpse is because I have a persistent will in my heart. Now, I have something to tell you to convey to him."

"you say."

Hu Fei took a deep breath and wiped the crystal clearness from the corners of his eyes.

"Tell him who killed me, he will definitely avenge me... and tell him that Wushuang has already paid back the favor he owed him."

Wushuang smiled happily, as if she had absolute confidence, and Yang Fan would definitely avenge himself.

"Okay, I will definitely tell him, but don't die, don't die!"

Hu Fei shouted hard.

"Tell him...must tell him..."

The vitality in Wushuang suddenly disappeared.

The sword is broken, the soul is destroyed, and the body is dead.

Perhaps, Wushuang will no longer exist.

But his will will be immortal!

"Ah!" Hu Fei hugged Wushuang's body and cried with his head.

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To be continued...