Chapter 12 Tiandu Ten Thousand Sword Array

Zhang Fan looked up at the 10,000 swords shrouded over him, and the more he looked at them, the more frightened he became. These swords have locked their breath. If they escape, they will be unprepared to be dismembered by ten thousand swords. Only one war! With this idea, Zhang Fan let go of his whole body, and his momentum has reached an unprecedented height!

The swordfessman clenched the sword formula with his hands, for fear that if he made a mistake, he would lose all his previous achievements, and "kill". Ten thousand flying swords formed a huge sword array according to a certain rule! Each flying sword buzzed, and the murderous spirit permeated the sword array, and negative emotions interfered with Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan was not influenced by negative emotions. He thought rapidly about what formula to use to get out of danger.

After the swordsman sacrificed the sword array, his face was pale, as if he had been drained by blood all over his body, sitting weakly on the ground, but with the smile of the winner on his face, which was the case when he killed Tian Qi. The same is true when killing big people!

The sword looked at Zhang Fan with a sneer and imagined that Zhang Fan was dismembered by ten thousand swords.

Zhang Fan looked around calmly, but there was no flaw in the sword array. Zhang Fan couldn't help but worry secretly.

"This is the only way to use it!" Zhang Fan said secretly in his heart. Wusheng Da * King of Dharma, protect the law!" Zhang Fan's mind moved, and he saw the Wusheng Da * King turn into a semi-circular protective film and cover Zhang Fan in it.

Zhang Fan sat on the ground, his hands changed continuously, and finally fixed on a very strange fingerprint. His hands were side by side, and his little finger was slightly upturned. As soon as this formula appeared, the Buddha's power in Zhang Fan's body seemed to converge uncontrollably to the brain. One by one, huge. If someone is here, when they see Zhang Fan's appearance at this moment, they must think that Buddha is coming to the world! Zhang Fan has a golden Buddha wheel behind his head, which is always under great pressure, changing from shallow to deep, emitting a dazzling light, which makes people dare not face it.

These scenes were covered by the protection and were not seen by the swordfess, which made the swordfessess take it lightly.

At this time, Dao Yuanli recovered a little, which was enough for him to control the "Ten Thousand Sword Arrays in Tiandu". This "Ten Thousand Sword Array" is an ancient magic, which is so powerful that it makes the masters of the Yuanying period afraid of three points. When this technique is performed, it consumes a lot of energy. The sword idiot used this skill, and he didn't even reach one hundredth of the power of this sword array, but he could sweep away practitioners at the same level. Even if you meet a higher-level practitioners, you also have the power to fight!

The sword idiot slowly stood up, with a bloodthirsty light in his eyes, and he pinched the sword formula with both hands. Go to hell," the swordsman shouted hysterically.

"Cut", the sword infatuated the word "cut" formula, and the sword array began to rotate. Each flying sword derived the "Tiandu" sword spirit, and the target pointed directly to Zhang Fan's position.

The first sword moved, and the "Tiandu" sword air stabbed on the shield, and there was a crack in the shield. The second and third... The "Tiandu" sword gas spurred from nearly a thousand flying swords came, and the cracks on the shield became bigger and bigger, as if they would crack with a gentle touch.

"Wow, boy, this sword array is so powerful that I can't stand it!" Wusheng Da * Dharma King communicated with Zhang Fan's consciousness. It will be ready soon," Zhang Fan said slightly. Finally, at the moment when the shield was broken, a shocking breath came out!

At the moment when the shield was broken, the golden Buddha wheel behind Zhang Fan's head had been completed, and the amazing breath emanated from it. Zhang Fan's mind moved, and the Buddha wheel behind his head suddenly attacked and collided with the "Tiandu" sword spirit outside. All the "Tiandu" sword spirit that collided with the Buddha wheel all turned into flying ash and disappeared.

"Sword idiot, pick me up Hua Yanzong's supreme secret, 'the big day pure world'." After saying that, Zhang Fan pinched the "change" formula, and the Buddha wheel began to change. It slowly floated away from the back of Zhang Fan's head and gradually turned into a sphere, emitting dazzling light, almost the same as the sun in the sky. "Pure world" is not to wash the world with supreme Buddhism. No matter how profound the Buddhism is, there will eventually be some existence beyond Buddhism, but to destroy heaven and earth with the power of destruction! Only in this way can we achieve "purification" in the true sense!

A tiny sword light flashed, and blood flowed from Zhang Fan's back.

"Daw," Zhang Fan cursed and turned to the back. Only a small crack appeared on the shield. That sword light came in from there.

"back", Zhang Fan's mind moved, and the "clean sun" suddenly flashed beside Zhang Fan, constantly rotating, resisting the flying sword.

"There is no way to wash it off like this. We can only take a risk!" Zhang Fan's expression moved, and his eyes were full of firmness. With a wave of his hands, he said, "Wu Sheng Da * King, withdraw." The shield disappeared, and Zhang Fan was immediately exposed to ten thousand flying swords. "The Great Sun Purifies the World", Zhang Fan finally used all the energy of the "Great Sun Purification World" rose high and rose to the center of the sword array, extremely shrinking. When it reached the critical point, it began to expand extremely again. With a bang, the "clean sun" exploded! The energy it produces is enough to destroy the world! Little by little, it eroded the whole sword array, and the flying sword was completely destroyed. The sword idiot never dreamed that the sword array would be broken. It can only be blamed that the sword idiot's cultivation is too low to exert the power of the sword array. If the sword idiot can exert the power of one-tenth of the sword array, 100 Zhang Fan are not opponents!

The powerful airflow generated by the explosion blew Zhang Fan away. Zhang Fan sprayed blood and flew away. The sword idiot opposite also turned pale, with his hands imprinted, and defense walls appeared one after another, but it was still easily destroyed by the air waves. The sword idiot was also blown away by the waves.

After the sword fell to the ground, there was a fierce light in his eyes, and he secretly scolded in his heart: It's an honor for you to die because I was so embarrassed. The swordchi couldn't wait to heal his wounds. He slowly stood up and walked to Zhang Fan. When he saw Zhang Fan falling to the ground covered with blood, he felt that the blood all over his body had boiled. Fight with me, go to hell!" The sword shouted crazily. With one move of the right hand, the flying sword came. When the sword idiot raised his sword and was ready to understand Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan moved his finger and said in a weak voice, "Wusheng Da* King, God... Divine Gun." The sword idiot felt a cold in front of his chest. He looked down and saw that it was a black long gun that ran through the sword idiot's chest. No, it's impossible, impossible. How can I be defeated by a child? No, it's impossible. The sword idiot was still roaring, but the reality pulled him back. With the loss of a large amount of blood, the swordsman felt that his whole body was soft and he sat weakly on the ground. His eyes were wide open and he could not close his eyes!

After a while, Zhang Fan slowly curled up and got up with difficulty. Wow, he spit out a lot of blood and felt that his vitality was gradually lost. Zhang Fan smiled bitterly, but he was not desperate, because this was a test for him and would not let him die.

Sure enough, when Zhang Fan was dying, a figure appeared beside Zhang Fan. It's the old man!

Zhang Fan opened his eyes and looked at this man, dressed in a simple monk's robe, with a kind smile in his eyes, and suddenly became a kind old man.

The old man stretched out his left hand, nodded Zhang Fan's forehead, and then withdrew it. In an all moment, Zhang Fan's physical injury recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, Zhang Fan felt that he could move, so he immediately stood up and thanked the old man. The old man waved his hand, and at the same time, the old man made a move to the swordless body with his right hand. The body's brain flashed in five colors. After flashing for a while, a colorful light mass slowly came out of the brain of the body and fell into the old man's hand.

The old man said to Zhang Fan, "Come on, absorb this and relax." Zhang Fan did not hesitate to go over and stood beside the old man. The old man nodded secretly, pinched the formula with his right hand, and slowly raised the colorful light mass with his left hand. The colorful light mass broke away from the old man's left hand and floated to Zhang Fan's brain. Zhang Fan only felt numbness on his face, and then returned to normal. He quickly took a look at it and found a lot of information. Zhang Fan looked at it and took a cold breath. This turned out to be the cultivation formula of "Tiandu Ten Thousand Sword Array"! All this is in the eyes of the old man.

The old man laughed and said, "Congratulations, disciple of Hua Yanzong." Zhang Fan looked at the old man and said doubtfully, "Old uncle, who are you?"

The old man laughed and said, "Ha ha, I am the third suzerain of Hua Yanzong and the guardian of this cave."

When Zhang Fan heard the words, he immediately saluted and said, "Zhang Fan, a disciple of Emperor Yan of China, pay a visit to the patriarch." The old man picked up Zhang Fan and said, "Don't salute like this. Seeing you, I feel that the day of restoration of Yanzong is coming soon. Zhang Fan blushed and scratched the back of his head with embarrassment.

The old man smiled and said, "That's all right, it's not difficult for you. Next, let me take you to learn about the real history of Hua Yanzong!" After saying that, he took Zhang Fan's hand and waved his hand. The scenery around him changed and it was all broken. Then, it was reorganized...

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