Xianhong Road

Chapter 1200

"Boom boom boom..."

The earth-shattering explosion came from the seal imposed by the universe world. For a while, centering on the ancient Buddha abyss, the powerful interface oscillated and spread throughout the entire Buddhist world, affecting the entire upper three worlds in an instant.

The upper three realms were shaken, and the seven realms were boiling.

"No, the Excalibur was born—"

And what made countless powerhouses turn pale with horror was the extremely strong sword energy that went straight to the galaxy and surpassed the ages.

This clanging sword energy looks down on the universe, is supreme, goes to the sky and enters the earth, and I am the only one who is unparalleled!

For the first time in a million years, the extremely powerful sword energy of Wushuang Excalibur broke through the shackles without reservation.

The majestic divine sword with a length of [-] zhang supports the heaven and the earth, and its momentum is like a rainbow. On the surface of the mysterious silver sword, blue and purple stripes are outlined, like the veins of the human body, vivid and vivid. At this moment, it is also like two swords that are arrogant The dragon made a clanging and shaking sound.

The huge giant sword standing upright from the bottomless abyss, the surrounding Buddhist scriptures have already disintegrated, and those thick iron chains are also broken.

In a long-lasting trembling that changed the colors of the Seven Realms, the Wushuang Excalibur struggled violently, exuding a sword energy that could destroy the world.

That wisp of sword energy, without the master's control, can instantly kill an ordinary immortal emperor, even the great emperor would be moved.

"Having been sealed for more than a million years, the Peerless Excalibur seems to be several times more terrifying than before."

Dragon Emperor Ancestor, Misty Great Emperor and others had pale complexions, and fear spread from the bottom of their hearts.

"Hehe, you are indeed a super-level strongman who penetrates the two realms of Buddha and demon. Such a self-destruction did not make you suffer fatal injuries."

A dim colorless light door opened from the void, and Yang Fan's figure walked out.

And that Qianye ancient Buddha, sitting in the yellow river, was wearing a cassock of the highest grade and sub-divine weapon level, which was torn inch by inch, with dozens of injuries, large and small, all over his body, his complexion was pale, and he looked weak.But the scars on his face, as well as the gloomy expression, were even more hideous.

It seems that Qianye Ancient Buddha has been severely injured, and his face is extremely ugly.

With Yang Fan's self-destruction at the level of the nine heaven-defying powerhouses, the terrifying destructive power generated in the small space of the universe seal, even if it is as strong as the generation of Qianye Ancient Buddha, it is difficult to retreat completely.

He silently operated the Supreme Buddhist Dafa to speed up the recovery of his injuries.

"Buddhas can't stop me, neither can demons."

Yang Fan took a deep breath, and slowly flew towards the struggling Wushuang Excalibur.

A sharp light flashed in Qianye Ancient Buddha's eyes, and suddenly a demon head wearing ancient armor flashed out of the dark copper-colored Buddha. He had a ferocious face, two horns on his head, and an unkempt face. Wei, with a loud shout, rushed towards Yang Fan.

Yang Fan was moved by it, this Qianye Ancient Buddha had two thoughts in his life, one thought was a Buddha, and the other thought was a demon.

Splitting the demon heart at this moment is equivalent to two super-level strongmen against the sky.

However, the two-horned monster was blocked by the reincarnation disk before it got close.

The samsara disc turned into an eternal giant wheel, running the mysterious and majestic power of samsara, and launched a fierce offensive against the two-horned monster, "dang bang bang bang", the two fought like a raging fire.

The corner of Yang Fan's mouth curled up.

The reincarnation disc is indeed a special magic weapon that consumes a lot of money. It can independently resist a super strong man against the sky with his own strength.

Qianye Ancient Buddha, who was sitting cross-legged to heal his wounds, had fear and sternness flashing in his eyes.

"For the explosion like before, I can still do it ten times or eight times. If I want to kill you, I only need to fight for a serious injury."

Yang Fan glanced at him coldly.

"The benefactor thinks that the old trick can be repeated?"

The dark copper-colored Buddha body of Qianye Ancient Buddha remained motionless, with a calm expression.

Huhu——

Two giant dark copper Buddha's hands, carrying vast Buddha power, floated in Yang Fan's midair.

Indeed, with precautions, Qianye Ancient Buddha could escape from the core area before Yang Fan exploded with his body.

It is unrealistic to want to severely injure Qianye Ancient Buddha in the same way.

At the same time, above the abyss of the ancient Buddha, the great emperors and immortal emperors reorganized the universe formation and sealed the entrance.

Yang Fan confronted this pair of dark copper giant buddhist hands, his eyes flickering uncertainly.

At this moment, he was thinking whether he should use the last trump card—the Exorcism Sword.

The power of the Exorcist Sword is much higher than many artifacts in the Seven Realms. Perhaps only the Peerless Excalibur can match it.

The Peerless Excalibur may not be a top-level artifact, but it has the potential of "good fortune".

Good fortune artifact is a special artifact.

After coming out of the Great Thousand God Tower, Yang Fan saw himself in countless worlds in the future, and his vision was naturally different.

He clearly knows that the divine artifact has the potential to evolve into a "chaotic artifact".

The probability of evolving from an ordinary artifact to an artifact of good fortune is one in a billion, and the probability is extremely small.

In terms of value potential, the good fortune artifact is higher than the top-level artifact, and in terms of power, it may not be as good as the top-level artifact, it may be equal, or it may be stronger, which is difficult to determine.

But soon, Yang Fan suppressed this idea.

He clearly remembered the purpose of his trip.

He didn't kill for the sake of killing, but to fulfill Wushuang's wish and the original promise.

If Yang Fan implements it on his behalf, Zeng Jin's agreement and promise may deteriorate.

Qianye Ancient Buddha didn't know that Yang Fan's mistake made him walk before the gate of hell.

Zhu Shenjian, that is no ordinary top-level artifact!

"Hehe, why can't the old trick be repeated?"

Yang Fan smiled lightly, and two identical Yang Fans appeared out of thin air in front of him, with magical powers and supernatural powers, both of which surpassed ordinary emperors.

Ancient Buddha Qianye frowned, ready to go.

Whoosh whoosh—

Three Yang Fans flew towards Wushuang Excalibur at the same time.

Swish!

Two giant dark copper buddhist hands danced rapidly, trying to stop it.

"Boom-"

The moment he approached the Wushuang Excalibur, two of them, Yang Fan, hugged a giant dark copper Buddha's hand at the same time, and bombarded them.

In an instant, the two giant dark copper Buddha's hands were annihilated in the huge bang.

Although the power of this explosion was far inferior to the previous one, it shook the Buddhist prohibition that suppressed the Wushuang Excalibur.

Among them, Yang Fan, the most powerful one, exploded on the sword of Wushuang Excalibur.

At that moment, a completely burning kendo will melted into the Wushuang Excalibur along the gap.

In an instant, the sword light soared into the sky, piercing directly beyond the sky.

Between the heaven and the earth, hundreds of millions of sword weapons flew densely into the air, like a jungle, all trembling and worshiping.

In that sword qi, there is a power that surpasses ordinary emperors, ten times stronger than before, and a series of crackling sounds of "Boom..." broke through many shackles.

"Finally home……"

Wushuang's voice came from his mind.

Then the magnificent divine sword that surpassed the ages, bloomed with hundreds of millions of zhangs of sword light, slashed fiercely into the abyss of ten thousand Buddhas, and the forbidden Buddhist scriptures around it were torn to pieces.

Clang!

Yang Fan's hand subconsciously held a sword, which was a strange and long-lost familiar atmosphere.

"We meet again, old friend."

Wushuang's will merged with Yang Fan.

That long-lost feeling spread in Yang Fan's heart.

He thought of facing the unstoppable Sanyou old demon a long time ago, and also thought of the death sword that shocked Daqin before the Immortal Dao Sect.

I also thought about the first decisive battle, and the last battle in the human world.

Is it an opponent, or a comrade-in-arms who fought side by side and lived and died together?

Yang Fan took a deep breath, the two wills were together, and the memories of the past lingered in each other's hearts.

Inexplicably, Yang Fan's nose was a little sour.

He had waited too long for this moment.

"Wushuang, today will be the day when I fulfill my original promise. What kind of result do you want?"

Yang Fan held the Wushuang Excalibur tightly, and a strong belief emerged from his body.

The most powerful sword intent in Wushuang Good Fortune Divine Sword was fused with the will of his super-defying powerhouse.

When these two are combined, when the sword with the strongest attack power makes up for the shortcomings of "Xianhong Shengjue", Yang Fan has the same idea as before:

In this world, no one can stop this strongest combination.

To put it in the most common words, it is invincible under heaven.

Invincible.

So simple, but it's just an illusion, a belief.

After all, within the Seven Realms, there are also innate beings conceived from chaos, the two emperors of heaven and underworld.

Seeing this scene, Ancient Buddha Qianye couldn't help but turn pale, the two clones merged into one, and fled out of the abyss in a flash.

At this moment, even he, who is so tyrannical, knows that the combination of Good Fortune Sword and Yang Fan will face life and death danger even for him.

But Yang Fan indulged in the long-lost reunion with Wushuang and did not stop him.

After Qianye Ancient Buddha flew to the Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain, the cold light in his eyes flickered: "Hurry up and form an formation to stop this person. As long as his strength cannot reach the level of breaking the boundary, there is more than [-]% certainty that he will be defeated." It will be sealed forever in the abyss of ancient Buddha."

Buddha Shitian was overjoyed, with the help of Qianye Ancient Buddha, the power of the great formation in the universe.

Immediately, the great formation of the universe was opened again, with the Wanfo Mountain and Qianye Ancient Buddha as the center of the formation, and its power was several times that of before.

In the abyss, there was emptiness.

Only Yang Fan was left alone, holding the Wushuang Excalibur in his hand, and the samsara circle hovering around his body.

After a long silence, Wushuang's voice came from my mind
"If you want to fulfill my wish, you don't need much. If you succeed, you will have a sword, and if you fail, you will have a sword."

In Wushuang's voice, there is a firmness that puts life and death at risk.

Success is a sword, failure is also a sword.

If successful, the Wushuang wish can be fulfilled.

If he fails, then he... may fall into a situation beyond redemption.

"One sword, only one sword... I understand."

Holding the Wushuang Excalibur in his hand, Yang Fan muttered to himself, with a flash of understanding in his eyes.

And his voice, even though it was small, could not be concealed, but it was heard by the powers of the Seven Realms.

"One sword? Yang Fan returned to the upper realm and teamed up with Wushuang Excalibur. Did he just want to use one sword to wipe out all grievances?"

The powers of the Seven Realms are unimaginable.

"Only one sword?"

Qianye Ancient Buddha's eyes shone with light, but his complexion became unusually dignified.

Perhaps only he understands what this sword means.

And when countless people on the court were either laughing or unbelievable.

Yang Fan moved.

Holding the Peerless Excalibur with one hand, he slowly raised it.

That movement was so slow, every detail exhausted all the strength and will.

And at that moment, there was a dead silence between heaven and earth.

A strong sword intent in the dark, infinitely magnified from the reincarnation, piercing everyone's hearts.

The powers of the Seven Realms held their breath.

A sword.

There is only one sword.

How strong will this sword be?
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(End of this chapter)