I Shall Seal the Heavens - 763. Chapter 763 Nirvana, Rebirth, Blood, and the Past of Chen Fan

In the roar, Lei Ding directly smashed the sword dragon and smashed it on the formation of a sword sect.

The ripples reverberated, and the sword sect in the eyes of outsiders was immediately distorted, as if it could be torn at any time. Inside the sword sect, the body of the three old men shook and spewed blood.

Tens of thousands of Jianzong disciples, all of them trembling, their faces pale, and blood spurted out.

“Second burst!!” Old Jian’s stern voice echoed in the sword sect, and immediately these tens of thousands of disciples took out all the pills one by one and swallowed them without hesitation.

They knew that this battle was a battle for the survival of the sword sect. If the formation can be blocked, the sword sect can continue to seal the mountain from now on, but once it cannot be stopped…then the price will be the sword sect. Was erased in the Southern Territory.

Another possibility is to choose to surrender.

With the full force of everyone in the sword sect, in this sword sect, countless sword lights appeared in an instant, from the ground, from the mountains, from the attic, from every corner, a sword instantly Fly out.

These swords, exceeding one hundred thousand, all flew around a sword sect, forming a storm. As the storm roared, the swords were combined with each other, surprisingly… formed a majestic sword. !

It was a thousand feet high, and it enveloped the sword sect, as if the entire sword sect was covered with a layer of sword armor.

Meng Hao’s expression remained as usual. He lifted his right hand into the void with a move, and immediately Lei Ding shrank and returned instantly. When he appeared in Meng Hao’s hand, he held it in the palm of his hand, and his whole body was immediately filled with thunder.

“Break this formation!” When Meng Hao spoke lightly, the ancestor of Jin Hanzong and the third ancestor of the Li family rushed out in an instant, approaching the sword armor for an instant, waving his hands, asking the peak of the cultivation base to burst, booming. When the loud noise echoed, the blood demon sect’s tens of thousands of disciples also all shot together, with magical powers like rain, bombarding the sword sect’s large formation.

Meng Hao’s second deity, under the control of his mind, also appeared, with the years wooden sword in his hand whistling, and the whole person stepped on the sword light, and also rushed into it.

The strength of several tens of thousands of people, as well as the cultivation of the peak of three questions, the bombardment of the formation, immediately caused the sword of the sword sect to tremble constantly, and even appeared to be broken in many places.

Meng Hao stood in the air, watching all this with cold eyes.

The roar continued. After half an hour, the sword of the sword sect finally couldn’t maintain it. Many of the sword bodies suddenly collapsed, making the formation no longer complete, and the speed of shattering faster and faster.

After a while, there was a loud bang, and the entire formation completely collapsed. Although the flying swords were all shattered, they rolled around in the broken, and the entire sword sect’s formation seemed to have been torn through a crack.

Through the gap, one can see the real One Sword Sect, and even more to the tens of thousands of pale-faced disciples in One Sword Sect, as well as the despair of the three old spirit slayers.

boom!

Meng Hao’s second deity stepped into the crack. When his eyes flashed, his hands were torn to both sides with a click. The crack was directly torn apart, forming a huge scar. Sometimes the sword sect’s formation, Completely shattered.

At the same time, the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect suddenly rushed in, forming a cloud of blood, and rushing into the Sword Sect.

Everyone in the Sword Sect, under this absolute strength, could not raise the heart of resistance at all. I don’t know who was the first to kneel to the ground. Soon, all the disciples knelt down.

“Return, I am willing to return!”

“I’m waiting to return!”

The three old men of Jianzong were pale, and the two of them were about to choose to return in a sorrowful smile, but at this moment, old Jian’s eyes flashed, and suddenly his body moved and appeared not far away. Sword, only around the vicissitudes of middle-aged man with hip flask.

As soon as he appeared, he suddenly raised his right hand and pressed it on the top of the middle-aged man’s head. When he suddenly raised his head, there was a touch of madness and hideousness in his eyes.

“Meng Hao!!”

“This is Chen Fan, the senior brother of your backer at the time, and even your best friend. If you dare to move someone, the old man will be buried with him even if he dies!”

His voice was stern and stern. When it came out, the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect stopped instantly and looked at Master Jian with cold eyes, and even the disciples of Sword Sect were all stunned, but no one was surprised, on the contrary. His complexion became paler.

Especially the two Spirit Slashers of the One Sword Sect were shocked. They were not the opponents of the Blood Demon Sect. The confrontation just now proved that the Blood Demon Sect is unstoppable.

Surrender is the only way out!

But now that Master Jian did this, he immediately involved the people of Yi Jianzong, and even provoke the evil star Meng Hao, and suddenly the expressions of these two people changed drastically.

“Master Jian can’t do this!!”

“Sword Master…”

Old Jian with a hideous expression, clasped Chen Fan’s head tightly, raised his head frantically, and looked at the crowd of Blood Demon Sect, Meng Hao, who was walking slowly at this moment.

“Meng Hao, give me the fairy puppet of my sword sect. I only want the fairy puppet, and I won’t hurt Chen Fan the slightest!”

“Are you crazy?” Meng Hao’s expression was extremely gloomy. Chen Fan’s downfall was in his eyes and he was willing to help, but Chen Fan was obviously dead. Apart from revenge, he also missed Chen Fan from the bottom of his heart.

“What if I’m crazy, I just want that fairy puppet, hand it over, and I will let him go!” Jianlao roared with red eyes.

Chen Fan looked pale, looked around, and saw Meng Hao. He didn’t speak, but smiled on his face, just like the smile when he first saw Meng Hao in the Southern Territory.

“Little brother, you have grown up…” That was his words back then, and now, in this smile, Meng Hao seems to see the once energetic senior, and see Chen Fan, who is in the Patriarch Sect, who is all-hearted.

Hundreds of years have passed in the blink of an eye, and things are different, but the emotions of the sect at the beginning are always there.

“Meng Hao, although you are brilliant, your brother has suffered to the extreme over the years!” Old Jian was vicious in his eyes, staring at Meng Hao, seeing Meng Hao’s face gloomy, but he sighed in relief and sneered.

“This Chen Fan was originally the arrogance of my sword sect, one of the seven swords in the past, but he shouldn’t… fall in love with the mountain spirit!” He was afraid that Meng Hao would not care about Chen Fan’s life and death, and want Meng Hao to pity the past. My friend, so he started talking immediately.

“Mountain spirit is made of rocks. It is another treasure in my sword sect besides the most inherited treasure!”

“She can’t move the mortal heart and emotions. Once she moves, she will no longer be a spirit, and will be separated from the mountain stone. It will even affect the luck of my Jianzong. After all… that stone, rumored to come from the Ninth Mountain!”

When Old Jian sneered and spoke, in Meng Hao’s mind, the woman who had seen floating from the top of the mountain came to mind when he first came to this sword sect that year.

“He violated the rules of the clan, leaving the mountain covered with dust and no luck, but he fled with the mountain spirit, and was later captured by my swordsman…for him, his master…”

“Don’t say it!!” Chen Fan’s eyes opened suddenly, bloodshot leaking inside, and he shouted frantically.

Meng Hao’s heart was shaken. He had known Chen Fan for so many years. This was the first time he saw Chen Fan so affectionate. The pain in his eyes and the madness in his expression made Meng Hao think of when he was in Qingluo Sect at this moment. , The moment he saw Xu Qing’s remnant soul, his own madness.

“Don’t tell me? Why don’t you tell me, for you, your master took the sect’s anger on your behalf, was abolished and reduced to mortal life until death.

And here, if it wasn’t for the mountain spirit to threaten the collapse of the mountain and the rocks, and make an agreement with the sect, this life will never wake up in the mountains and rocks, this will exchange your life. ”

“Don’t say it, don’t say it…” Chen Fan trembled, tears shed in his eyes, and his expression was painful to the extreme. In the sad smile, his eyes became more and more absent.

He will never forget the words that Master said when he stood in front of him and bowed his head to the entire sect.

“He is my disciple, and I will bear his sin.”

He watched his master’s cultivation level be abolished, and the former Nascent Soul powerhouse finally turned into a mundane old man. Until the day of his death, his master did not complain about him, but instead directed him here. , Is still gentle, but the more so, the more his heart tingles, the feeling is enough to make people crazy.

And his master’s heirs hated him so deeply that he wanted to die.

He hated, hated his inability to change all of this, hated Yi Jianzong too unfeeling, he also wanted to die, but… he couldn’t forget the mountain spirit, and the woman.

He can only drink, and in his drunken dreams, remembering the good times, he is sorry for his master, sorry for that woman, and sorry for all those who care about him.

Meng Hao was silent, he finally understood the story that happened to Chen Fan, and understood why a person, from the high spirits of the year, to the extreme decadence of today.

“Don’t say… please, don’t say… please…” Chen Fan muttered, lowering his head and speaking bitterly.

“If it weren’t for the mountain spirit, how could you think that you committed such a serious crime would have broken your Nascent Soul and made you unable to break through in this life, at such a price?

Your existence is the way within the sect to influence the mountain spirit. Unfortunately… This time the blood demon sect battle changed too suddenly, only the ancestor knew how to manipulate this mountain stone. If he is not dead, waiting here is not so easy. It will be able to break the formation. “Old Jian sneered and glanced over Meng Hao. The more Meng Hao cared, the more sure he was.

“You alone have harmed your master and ruined your Taoist companion. Why can’t people be told?”

“Shut up!” Murderous intent flashed in Meng Hao’s eyes. When he opened his mouth, his voice roared like thunder. The mere sound made the old Jian’s eyes shrink, his heart roared, and his right hand suddenly squeezed.

At the same time, Lei Ding in Meng Hao’s hands suddenly flashed!

Transposition!

It was not Master Jian, but Chen Fan under his palm!

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