Shushan signed in for 3000 years, leaving the land sword fairy

Heitu's face turned pale, and he felt a terrifying aura rushing towards his face.

He didn't dare to take it lightly, the demonic aura surged on his body, and he struck out with his big hands one after another, forming a series of supreme big handprints, trying to block the opponent's sword aura.

"Bang, bang..."

However, the seemingly powerful Supreme Mahamudra was blown to pieces one after another in front of this sword energy.

"Diamond Demon Physique!"

Seeing the unabated momentum of the sword energy attacking, Heitu was startled and frightened, and let out a low growl. His originally strong body swelled three feet in the face of the wind, and his whole body was entwined with a substantial black devil energy, trying to learn martial arts with his strong physical body. , to block this strong sword.

"Keng!"

As expected of Onijima's unique skill, the vajra's demonic energy resisted most of the power, but he forcibly resisted this sword head-on.

"Ha ha……"

"Shushan Sword Cultivator, that's all!"

Seeing this, Heitu couldn't help laughing wildly, and the fear in his heart disappeared by three points.

"Swordsmanship!"

But before Heitu could smile for a moment, Zhao Fan on the opposite side uttered three words coldly, which made his face turn pale with fright.

"Buzz!"

With the crisp sound of the sword, the Chixiao Sword in Zhao Fan's hand suddenly dropped, ignoring the distance of hundreds of meters, and struck towards Heitu like a thunderbolt.

"Diamond Demon Physique!"

"Block me."

Heitu couldn't see the flying sword's trajectory at all, he just felt the chill all over his body, and hurriedly pushed the Vajra Demon Body to the limit, trying to block the blow again.

"puff!"

But in the next second, blood spurted, and with Heitu's screams, his blood-stained head rolled to the ground.

With a single blow from Yu Jianshu, Heitu was beheaded, and even the Vajra Demon Physique that the opponent was proud of couldn't stop it!

The demon leader of Onigao Island, who was out of his body, died tragically under Zhao Fan's sword.

"died……"

"A great immortal cultivator in the out-of-body stage was actually beheaded by a sword?"

"How is this possible?"

……

Seeing Heitu die under the flying sword in a blink of an eye, the surrounding practitioners from various sects of the evil way were frightened, all of them paled, and some even collapsed to the ground.

"Won!"

"The devil on Onijima was killed with a single sword strike!"

"Great, the ancestors are invincible, Shushan will win!"

……

The Shushan disciples all cheered loudly, and their voices shook the sky one after another.

"You did very well."

After Zhao Fan killed Heitu, he came to Zhang Qian and smiled at her.

Immediately afterwards, before everyone could react, he soared into the sky with his sword and disappeared into the vast sky.

"senior……"

Zhang Qian's beautiful eyes widened, looking at Zhao Fan's leaving back, she felt familiar for a while, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it before.

When everyone came back to their senses, Zhao Fan's aura had completely dissipated, as if he had never appeared before.

"Sword control..."

"If the old man is not mistaken, it should be Shushan Yujianshu that has been lost for thousands of years!"

"Could it be that the ancestors of Shushan are hidden from the world..."

At this time, a senior elder from Shushan looked at the direction Zhao Fan was leaving in shock, and kept muttering to himself.

After killing Heitu, Zhao Fan returned to the Demon Locking Tower without making a sound. At this time, the effect of the ancient scaring talisman just dissipated, and he fell from the out-of-body stage to the Nascent Soul stage.

"Fortunately, with the help of the Ancient Shocking Talisman this time, I was able to kill the devil on the ghost island with the sword control technique.

"Otherwise, with my own Nascent Soul Stage cultivation, I simply cannot deal with the strong ones at the Aperture Stage."

Although Zhao Fan killed a strong man in the out-of-body stage, he did not develop any pride. Instead, he realized more deeply that his current strength is still far from enough.

"However, the power of imperial swordsmanship is indeed powerful."

"With the first level of Yujianshu, I can easily kill the strong in the out-of-body stage. If I can break through to the second level of Yujianshu, its power can at least be greatly improved."

"I'm already at the Nascent Soul stage, and I can try to practice the second level of sword control, the realm of the unity of human and sword."

Zhao Fan's eyes were bright, and he immediately tried to cultivate the second level according to the content of Yujianshu.

When Zhao Fan was practicing the second level of Yujianshu with peace of mind, what happened that day was like a storm spreading inside and outside Shushan Mountain.

Heitu, a strong man in the state of Ghost Island who was out of his body, was beheaded by the mysterious sword cultivator of Shu Mountain. This shocking news not only made all the sects of the evil way fearful, but even the other sects of immortal cultivators were also very shocked.

Now that the authentic Dao method is incomplete, and the aura is far inferior to tens of thousands of years ago, great immortal cultivators in the out-of-body stage are very rare, even among the top sects, they are only a handful of existences.

And the most important thing is that Shushan has lost its glory tens of thousands of years ago, and it has declined and withered in the past thousands of years, which makes many first-class cultivators despise it.

But it was such a contemptuous and declining sect, but a mysterious strong swordsman appeared, who beheaded Heitu, the demon leader of Guidao, causing an uproar in all directions.

Time passed quickly, and three days passed in a blink of an eye.

During these three days, Zhao Fan finally mastered the second level of Yujianshu, the realm of the unity of human and sword.

Now, with the cultivation of the Yuanying stage, the Yujian technique can reach the level of smashing a huge boulder several meters high with a sword from two to 300 meters away.

Whether it's Yujian's distance or the power it exerts, it's much stronger than before.

Chapter 12 The Golden Futon

"The second level of Yujianshu, the fusion of human and sword."

"Although I have mastered it initially, I still lack some firepower and need more time to comprehend it."

Zhao Fan's eyes were deep, and Shushan's imperial swordsmanship was extensive and profound. This second level of human-sword fusion was more profound and complicated than he imagined.

If you don't have the innate sword body, if you are another immortal cultivator, let alone only five or six days, even if you use it for more than ten or ten years, it may be difficult to reach the level of initial mastery.

According to Zhao Fan's judgment, it will take several months or even longer if he wants to fully grasp the realm of the unity of human and sword.

"Do you want to start signing in?"

At this moment, the system reminded again as usual.

"Sign in."

Zhao Fan replied habitually.

"Ding, the sign-in is successful, and the body-refining gold futon will be rewarded!"

As the system's voice fell, a golden futon appeared out of thin air.

"Golden futon?"

Looking at the golden futon that appeared out of thin air, Zhao Fan was startled, what is this?

"System, what is the function of this golden futon?" Zhao Fan asked the system after hesitating for a moment.

"The golden futon, forged from the supreme fairy gold, is a rare treasure to assist in cultivation."

"Cultivators sit on it to meditate and practice, which can speed up the refining and absorption of heaven and earth aura, and increase the speed of practice."

A systematic explanation came from Zhao Fan's mind.

"It turned out to be a treasure that can speed up cultivation."

"I want to see how it works..."

Zhao Fan couldn't wait to sit on it and experience the effect of the golden futon.

Sure enough, just as Zhao Fan sat down, he felt that countless heaven and earth auras were continuously gathering around him, and the amount of auras was more than several times higher than when he was practicing before.

With the help of the golden futon, Zhao Fan is like an incarnation of a black hole, continuously refining and absorbing the aura of the surrounding world.

It's unbelievable.

You know, since Zhao Fan broke through to the Nascent Soul Stage, both the speed of his practice and the growth of spiritual power in his body have become extremely slow.

Even a few days of practice can only increase less than a trace of spiritual power.

But now, with the help of the golden futon, the spiritual power in Zhao Fan's body has increased a little in a short time. Compared with before, the efficiency has increased by at least ten times.

"It is indeed a rare treasure to assist cultivation."

"The effect is really amazing."

Zhao Fan smiled. The effect of the golden futon was even more unbelievable than he imagined.

"With the help of the golden futon."

"Maybe it won't take too long for me to advance to the middle stage of Nascent Soul."

Zhao Fan's eyes flickered and he whispered to himself.

Under normal circumstances, cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage is difficult, and every step forward requires the immortal cultivator to spend countless years of hard work.

But with the Golden Putuan, Zhao Fan's practice time was greatly shortened.

Just when Zhao Fan was about to continue his practice, he heard light footsteps coming from outside the Demon Suo Tower.

"Brother, I'm here to deliver the food."

Outside the Demon Locking Tower, Zhang Qian, the junior sister of the Discipline Hall, laughed like a silver bell.

"I prepared several new dishes for my brother today."

"There are braised fish and pork ribs with sauce..."

Zhang Qian was lively and cheerful, before Zhao Fan could speak, she introduced them one by one.

"Junior Sister, you seem to be in a very good mood today, don't you?"

Zhao Fan smiled slightly and asked.

"of course."

Zhang Qian giggled and said, "Brother, do you know?"

"A few days ago, Heitu, the demon head of Ghost Island, broke into our Shu Mountain to attack and kill the suzerain, and was beheaded by a mysterious senior swordsman in our Shu Mountain."

"Now people from all the sects of the Devil's Dao are so frightened that they have withdrawn from our sphere of influence in Shushan, and they no longer dare to clamor to deal with us in Shushan."

"Let me tell you, I was still at the scene that day, and witnessed the peerless demeanor of that senior swordsman beheading the devil of Guidao with a single sword."

"That senior swordsman even praised me before leaving."

Thinking of what happened a few days ago, Zhang Qian still feels excited, her pretty face blushes, and she excitedly told Zhao Fan about it.

"Is that senior Shushan Sword Cultivator really that powerful?"

Zhao Fan snickered secretly, knowing that the little girl was talking about himself, so he asked casually.

"It's amazing."

"Even the devil in Onishima's out-of-body period was beheaded by that senior swordsman."

"If only I had half the strength of that senior, I would be able to draw my sword down the mountain and sweep away those evil spirits."

Zhang Qian waved her powder fist and said aggressively.

"Will do."

"As long as my junior sister practices seriously, she will definitely become a strong man in our Shu Mountain." Zhao Fan said with a smile.

"whee……"

"Brother, I know you are praising me, but with my qualifications, let alone becoming a strong man in our Shu Mountain, even if I want to break through from the early stage of foundation establishment to the middle stage of foundation establishment, I don't know how many years it will take."