"ah!"

Tang Fan roared to the sky and waved his sword in annoyance and slashed forward.

"laugh!"

A golden sword light slashed into the void, and the sword intent lasted for a long time, leaving a deep sword mark.

"What's wrong? What does this sentence mean..."

Tang Fan's eyes were red. It was the first time he had encountered such a strange thing after practicing for so long.

The Nine Styles of Killing the Sky lacked the last method of practicing, leaving only one verse, how could he practice it!

"Senior, you are very knowledgeable. I believe that not only knows the origin of the Sky-Slaying Divine Sword, but also knows these nine-style sword moves..."

"Boy, don't put a high hat on me, this... I really don't know!"

Qi Ling coughed dryly, and his tone showed helplessness.

"No, I just think about it myself! Is it really as the verse says, a sword move that requires me to spend my whole life understanding?"

Tang Fan's unyielding personality awakened again, but he didn't believe in this evil.

"Although I don't understand this last sword score, I still have some understanding of this sword..."

"oh?"

Tang Fan immediately surged with hope.

"The Heaven-Slaying Divine Sword is the ten ancient magic weapons. It is said that it has the power of defiance, but as far as I know, it did not show the power it should have when it was in the hands of the Five Elements Sanren! Perhaps it is related to this last move!"

"What kind of heaven-defying power?"

"One move to understand a lifetime, one sword in one lifetime... These two sentences should be said about the special features of this last move. Think about it..."

"Does it take a lifetime to understand just like I thought before? But is it possible to kill a sword in this life..."

"According to my understanding, this last sword move should mean...it can only be used once in a lifetime!"

"What……"

Tang Fan stayed there and was completely stupid.

What kind of sword moves can you use for a lifetime to understand, and can only be used once?

"What do the last two sentences mean?"

"I don't know this, maybe it's some kind of prophecy!"

"What are Qiankun and True Immortals suggesting?"

"Boy, no matter what, all this shows that you are still unable to practice this last move now! You have to wait..."

Tang Fan said dejectedly: "Can't I continue to practice this sword?"

"You don't understand what I mean. Since this last sword score requires you to understand it yourself, this means that you have not yet understood the first eight styles!"

"You know how to compress your body and cultivation to strengthen the explosion of the Nine-Turn Divine Gang Fist, so why can't you use the same method for these nine-style slashing heaven?"

"I see!"

Tang Fan nodded. He was the best at the nine styles of the sky-cutting, which is the first three styles. Because the latter few were not used many times, he was not perfectly mastered.

The meaning of the weapon spirit is to let him continue to understand the first eight styles, and maybe he can figure out the practice method of the ninth style from it.

"Then I will start over and start practicing again from the first stage! Even if I am allowed to rebuild, I will accept it!"

Tang Fan felt a little nervous. He sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and realized the first move of the Nine Swords of the Sky with his heart.

Soon, he became addicted to it, as if he was in a world dominated by swords.

His sword energy was everywhere, and his sword lights were filled with his eyes. These sword lights were all the changes in the first stance of the sky-slaying style.

Tang Fan looked at it carefully, not wanting to miss any details, and he also gave birth to new insights...

However, as his perception deepened, for some reason, he felt compassion and a blurry picture suddenly appeared in his mind, covering all the sword lights...

It was an antique courtyard, with a terminally ill boy lying on the bed, as if he was so angry that he was filled with death. He seemed to die at any time.

"This is……"

Tang Fan remembered that this was a scene in the illusion that appeared when he swallowed the Ten Thousand Soul Pill in the Trial Land.

Everything in that illusion revolves around him and the baby soul fruit, as well as his relatives and lovers...

At that time, he was busy breaking through the Nascent Soul and did not think deeply afterwards.

But now, this picture came to his mind again, and he couldn't help but resonate with him more deeply.

"What's going on? Why do I have such an hallucination? Could it be that this hallucination is implying something?"

Tang Fan's eyes gradually blurred, making him disconnected from reality. When his eyes were clear, the hallucinations in his mind seemed to become reality.

And he himself almost completely overlaps with the young man in the illusion, making him immersive!

The man and the woman stood in front of him, that is, his parents...

"This is unfair, why should a child be treated like this? Ah..."

The mother roared, looking extremely sad.

"mom……"

Tang Fan wanted to comfort her and told her that she was good, but she couldn't make any noise.

The boy on the bed trembled violently, and his whole body turned into a mass of dead energy. After giving birth to a baby soul fruit, he turned into a baby again...

Tang Fan's body trembled, and he felt that he was dead too...

"No……"

Tang Fan wailed in pain, and he felt that he had also experienced life and death and turned into a baby!

"Xiao Wu, wake up! Don't scare me..."

When Tang Fan was unable to extricate himself, he felt someone crying while shaking himself.

"Xiao Wu, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you..."

Tang Fan heard that this person was Fang Tong.

He struggled hard to open his eyes, but it was like being trapped in a nightmare, and it was difficult to get rid of the small courtyard full of pain and sadness.

"ah……"

Tang Fan wanted to tell Fang Tong that he was fine with a shout, but all he could make was a painful moan, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something.

He could only continue to struggle and try to get rid of the devil who controlled him...

"Xiao Wu, don't be afraid... No matter what happens, I will be by your side."

When Tang Fan was feeling uncomfortable, he was suddenly held in his arms by a soft body. Fang Tong's hand stroked his face and comforted him as much as possible.

Tang Fan gradually became less painful, and began to stay away from the terrible illusion in Fang Tong's arms, but he still couldn't open his eyes.

"Xiao Wu, I like you, you are everything to me..."

Although Fang Tong didn't know what he was experiencing, he could feel his pain.

When Tang Fan was opening his eyes hard, he suddenly felt his lips wet, as if he was pressed by something.

Then, it seemed as if a little snake pried open his mouth and quickly and timidly came in.

“Um…”

Tang Fan was blocked by this little snake and suffocated instantly.

In desperation, he could only subconsciously fight back and control the little snake.

But the little snake was confused and got rid of his entanglement again, wandering around like a headless fly, which made Tang Fan feel restless and could only continue to suppress...

The fragrance slipped for a moment, and it was entangled. Tang Fan's heart was subtle, and his whole mind was attracted by the soft and wet little snake, and he escaped from the painful and sad illusion before.

He suddenly exerted force, and opened his eyes while biting the little snake again...

The eyes are facing each other, the face is facing, the tip of the nose is pressed tightly together, and the mouth is also...

"ah!"

Fang Tong looked at Tang Fan with wide eyes and was frightened. After biting it hard, he opened his mouth, raised his peach blossom-like little face, and pushed his hands and threw him on the grass.

"ah!"

Tang Fan also screamed in pain and fell to the ground without saying a word.

"Bad guy, you bully someone..."

Fang Tong's face turned redder and he kept wiping his mouth.

"Tang Xiaowu, get up for me, don't pretend to be dead!"

Fang Tong raised his leg and kicked Tang Fan, but his eyes were closed and he lay there motionless.

"Xiao Wu?"

Fang Tong was a little panicked, so he quickly stepped forward and shook Tang Fan gently, and hugged him in his arms.

"Xiao Wu, wake up quickly..."

Fang Tong was so panicked that he was at a loss. He bent his upper body and raised his hand to snatch his eyes...

Tang Fan was pressed down by softness and couldn't hold on anymore. He coughed hard and opened his eyes with all his might.

"What's going on? Where am I? Why are you...you are there too?"
Chapter completed!