Chapter 2392 One Sword Is Enough

Although the saints felt that Meng Yiqiu's words were unpleasant, most of them actually had the same thought in their hearts, and felt that Ye Fan's handling of it was biased.

Is a demon girl from the Wandu sect worthy of such trust?

Lan Yaoer frowned, and there was a chill in her eyes.

"Nonsense! How dare you slander our Saintess of the Wandu Sect?!"

Elder Rondo couldn't bear it. His mission was to protect the saint and safeguard the reputation of Wandumen.

Without further ado, Rondo pulled out the scimitar, activated a wave of Saint Body cultivation, and slashed at Meng Yiqiu!

Meng Yiqiu smiled contemptuously, he had already parted out a flying sword, drew a red light, and directly stabbed at Rondo with a sword intent!

"Clang!"

With a whirlwind of sword intent, it looks like a straight line, but the attack surface is far more than that!

Without any warning, the strong wind brought by the sword intent directly hit Rondo's blade, sending Rondo's blade flying!

How frightened Ron was, he was about to retreat when he saw another flying sword shooting at him!

Wan Du Sect is good at using Gu poison, killing enemies invisible, and swords are not their specialty, let alone encountering such close-range heaven-level sword intent!

Seeing that he was going to be tricked, Rondo couldn't avoid it, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, he could only wait for death!

However, after a few seconds, Rondo found that nothing happened to him...

Involuntarily, Rondo slowly opened his eyes...

A figure suddenly appeared in front of him, holding Meng Yiqiu's flying sword lightly with a hand burning with golden flames!

Even though the flying sword still had the wind of sword intent, Ye Fan didn't feel it.

"Sword...Sword God?" Rondo swallowed, only to realize that it was the Sword God who saved his life.

Ye Fan's face was gloomy, he didn't care about the provocative and sarcastic words Meng Yiqiu said to him before.

He won't be as knowledgeable as these frogs in a well, and the key point has no effect on him.

But this time Meng Yiqiu insulted Shi Lanyu, it was completely different!

Ye Fan couldn't bear to hurt a woman who hurt him, whether it was through actions or words!

Like everyone present, Meng Yiqiu was taken aback for a moment.

I didn't quite see how Ye Fan came around and caught the flying sword.

But seeing that Ye Fan actually made a move, Meng Yiqiu showed excitement instead.

"Haha! It's kind of interesting, if you can catch this young master's sword, you still have some skills.

Waiting for the ancient ruins to open is boring anyway, so I'll let this young master expose your so-called 'Sword God' name! "

The corners of Meng Yiqiu's mouth raised confidently, and he used his sword again, and then he swirled the remaining six swords in the air, forming a long snake formation!

"Frost Red Sword Intent, Rainbow Light!"

The six flying swords turned into a stream of red light, piercing towards Ye Fan at an extremely fast speed!

Suddenly, when everyone was thinking about how the sword god should dodge, they suddenly found that Ye Fan was not moving at all! ?

In an instant, there were only six flying swords, and when they reached about three meters in front of Ye Fan, they all stopped abruptly! ?

All six flying swords turned into docile little sheep, surrounded by Ye Fan, but they were actually controlled by Ye Fan? !

Lan Yao'er and other people from Wandumen behind were also surprised.

Meng Yiqiu was stunned, and muttered to himself: "This...how could..."

Meng Chuyun on the side began to look a little uneasy, and said loudly: "Yiqiu! Stop it! Don't be rude!"

"Father! It's just a fluke! The child is not serious yet!"

Meng Yiqiu quickly found the remaining eleven swords from the storage ring!

When all the saints saw Meng Yiqiu holding eighteen high-grade flying swords by himself, they were all envious!

"Even if you can block those seven swords, you don't want to block these eleven swords again!

Frost red sword intent, dream flying flowers! "

Meng Yiqiu summoned up the power of chaos and sword intent, and pushed with all his strength, the eleven flying swords roared towards Ye Fan like a sword flower with whirling petals!

His sword intent characteristics were fully utilized in this move, which directly brought about a horizontal tornado hurricane!

The monks in the holy realm present retreated one after another, not daring to touch the sharp edge of the sword intent easily!

But Ye Fan still didn't move, watching the hurricane approaching with a deadpan expression, a burst of emperor-level sword power burst out suddenly!

"Om!!——"

Red Tide Canyon is like an earthquake!

A large number of rocks collapsed and fell into the cliff!

As soon as Ye Fan stretched out his hand, Meng Yiqiu's eleven swords obediently obeyed again, dissipated the sword intent, and lingered around Ye Fan!

The faces of the Meng family father and son all changed drastically, while Lan Yaoer's eyes glowed behind him.

"I haven't learned any solid sword moves, so I just want to practice swordsmanship?" Ye Fan said lightly: "It's a pity for these good swords."

Meng Yiqiu blushed, and turned into anger from embarrassment: "You...you are only relying on the emperor's sword will, and you are worthy of talking about swordsmanship with this young master!?

The swordsmanship of our hidden sword villa is unique in the world! ! "

"Is it?"

Ye Fan was noncommittal, but just snapped his fingers.

Instantly!

Tens of thousands of flying swords are like rays of light, covering the sky and the sun! !

All flying swords of at least top grade, or even a large number of top grade flying swords, are dazzling, as if the entire eating canyon has been dyed into a bizarre world!

Not to mention that Meng Yiqiu opened his mouth and his eyeballs were about to fall out, Meng Chuyun was completely dumbfounded!

They have built flying swords for tens of thousands of years in Hidden Sword Villa, but they have never seen so many top-notch flying swords! !

All the saints in the Immortal Palace and all the devils in the Demon King's Palace were stunned, and many of them kept blinking hard, feeling like they were dreaming!

With a thought in Ye Fan's mind, tens of thousands of flying swords directly turned into the Eight Desolation Emperor Dragon in the sky!

Eight majestic and majestic giant stegosauruses whizzed through the air, and the sound of "clang clang clang" metal swords made countless people feel their scalps go numb and dare not move!

Looking at these lifelike stegosauruses, and recalling Meng Yiqiu's so-called "sword control" just now...

The saints no longer know how to describe it, this is the gap between humans and gods!

However, if you think about it carefully, the Celestial Star Generals who were once hailed as myths have all been killed by the Sword God. How can a Hidden Sword Villa and Meng Yiqiu compare with the Sword God! ?

People are like this, when the Heavenly Star God will be undefeated, everyone will think that the Heavenly Star God will be extremely powerful.

But once the Heavenly Star God General is defeated, he will have an illusion, as if the Heavenly Star God General is nothing more than that...

It wasn't until this moment that the saints realized that it wasn't that the Heavenly Star God was weaker than imagined, but it was really because the Sword God was too strong!

"Roar!--"

As if singing a dragon chant, the Eight Desolate Emperor Dragons gathered on top of Meng Yiqiu's head, like eight heavenly dragons, looking down on the tiny life!

Meng Yiqiu couldn't help but his legs went limp, and he couldn't stand still, so he slumped to the ground!

"Father! Father save me!!"

Meng Yiqiu panicked, he felt that if any of these sword dragons fell down at random, he would be completely out of his wits!

At this moment, how can he still look like the high-spirited, arrogant and proud Young Master just now?

Many people secretly sneered and shook their heads. With such strength, they dared to provoke the sword god, and they were really self-inflicted.

At this moment, Meng Chuyun woke up suddenly, knowing that his son's situation was not good, the coercion of the Holy Spirit erupted all over his body, and suddenly appeared in front of his son.

A three-foot green peak covered with moiré, which seemed to be covered with hoarfrost, appeared in Meng Chuyun's hand.

"Your Excellency Sword God, my son offended you, I will apologize for him, can you give Meng and Cangjian Villa a face...

We are about to set off to the ancient ruins, why should we hurt our own people for a little thing? "Meng Chuyun said sternly.

As soon as I saw the Izumo Sword Master who became famous two thousand years ago, for the sake of his son, he confronted the most popular sword god today, and the holy realms on both sides were fully engrossed!

The saints of Asgard Palace naturally didn't want it, because the two fought and the general was damaged before they set off.

All the saints in the Demon King's Palace were looking forward to it. Anyway, whoever was injured or died was a great joy for them.

Ye Fan was silent for a moment, and with a wave of his big hand, swords flew all over the sky, and the Eight Desolate Emperor Dragon disappeared instantly!

Meng Chuyun let out a long sigh of relief, "Thank you, Your Excellency Sword God, it seems that Your Excellency still understands righteousness, and knows that the overall situation is the most important..."

"You don't need to thank me," Ye Fan held a flying sword in his hand, and said coldly, "One sword is enough to kill your father and son."