"How long will this kind of life last? When will the sword net formation be withdrawn? Do we have to live in such panic and uncertainty? Why!"
"Yes, can't the elders and sect masters give us an explanation? The Sword Sect is not their private property, but everyone's. Is it just for Feng Mian and the so-called rare treasure in him that no one has ever seen?
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"Hey, I advise you to stay safe. The sect master has issued an order. Now there is turmoil in all directions. The purpose of opening the sword net formation is to ensure our safety, not entirely for Feng Mian."
According to the sect's rules, you are not allowed to talk about the sect leader or elders without authorization. This is disrespectful. If you are discovered, your cultivation will be revoked, you will be expelled from the Sword Sect, and you will never be able to practice again.
"Hmph! Now that things have happened, what is there to worry about? Are the sect masters and elders so responsible? For the sake of an outsider, even the foundation of the Sword Sect is abandoned. Even if Feng Mian has some ability, he can't do this!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure in a long gown stepped forward.
Yang Fan clasped one hand behind his back, stood on a high place, and seriously swept over every disciple on the field.
"Insolent! What are you talking about? Are you not convinced? As a disciple of the Sword Sect, you do not consider the sect, but talk like this. Do you have to explain every decision made by the sect leader?"
The tyrannical aura spread out, and the strength to reach the peak of the divine realm was revealed.
As a senior brother and a direct disciple of the sect master, he naturally has to take the overall situation into consideration.
Ever since the Soul Sacrifice Sect caused chaos, neither the Northern Territory nor Hantian City was at peace.
The sect master and the elders took Feng Mian to practice secretly, and he has not come out yet. All matters of the sect are left to Yang Fan, Situ Lan, and other core disciples.
As time passed, ordinary disciples couldn't help but have doubts. How long would it take for the Sword Net Formation and the Sect Protecting Spirit Sword Formation to be activated? Do they have to hide in the defense all the time and cannot step out in an upright manner?
"I think you have lived peacefully for too long, and now you are not willing to understand the situation in the outside world. Do you know what is happening in the north? The sect master should not protect you!"
With a flash of figure, Yang Fan did not restrain his aura, but stood directly in the middle of the crowd.
His face was serious and his eyes were deep: "The center of the northern border is the starting point and extends to the southeast, northwest and northwest. There are people from the Soul Sacrifice Sect in every place. And they are doing whatever they want, causing the surrounding aura to be very unstable."
The power of the ghosts is floating around here, causing the snow in the sky to turn into a gray color. Once it is contaminated, it will be instantly eroded by the aura of the Soul Sacrifice Sect, and all the cultivation will be dissolved, making it difficult for the gods to save it.
The implication of Yang Fan's words is that it is not easy for the Sword Sect to protect all its disciples so well now that dangers are everywhere. If you don't know what is good and what is bad, try it yourself to see how cruel reality is.
Many disciples looked at each other and chose to shut up. The eldest brother came to explain it in person, so what doubts do you have?
But there are some people among them who are still not convinced. He is about the same strength as Yang Fan, but Liu Yan, who has been the third oldest for thousands of years, has always been dissatisfied with Yang Fan's status and confronts him at every turn, tit for tat.
"Haha... That's nice to say! Yang Fan, you are the sect master's direct disciple, so of course you know many secrets. But what about us? These ordinary disciples, you just do what you say, without any regard for our feelings."
Liu Yan turned around and sneered, her eyes full of disdain and unconvinced.
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We are both disciples of the Sword Sect, why can you come and go as you please, but we can't? Just because you are a direct disciple, you have privileges? So where does the Sword Sect put us? It's really ridiculous!"
"That's right, when we accepted Feng Mian and even allowed him to undergo the trial in the Sword Tomb, we didn't get our consent at all. It's really inappropriate for the senior management to be so arbitrary!"
Turning around suddenly, Liu Yan's expression changed, and he fixed on Yang Fan: "We just want a reasonable explanation."
Clang! Buzz…
There was a sword cry, Yang Fan's face was solemn, and the long sword emitting a faint blue light was pointed directly at Liu Yan.
"I think you're just worried about the world being in chaos! Liu Yan, it's okay if you mess around with me on weekdays and target me everywhere. Out of friendship, I won't argue with you. But in this matter, you won't be allowed to act haphazardly.
guess."
Enlightenment Sword Technique, the quasi-heaven-level spiritual martial arts skill passed down by the sect master personally. The blue light appears on the blade, which means that it has reached a certain level of cultivation. As a senior brother, if you don't have this courage, how can you talk about prestige?
"Okay! I have long wanted to see how powerful senior brother's enlightened sword technique is. Since you want to suppress it with force, then come! Am I, Liu Yan, afraid of you?"
As he turned his steps and moved his right hand, a long sword appeared, pointing directly at the door in front of Yang Fan.
"Two senior brothers, we are just confused. We have not reached this level. Fighting with the same sect without permission is against the sect's rules. You must not mess around. Everything will be decided by the sect master and the elders."
They are at war with each other, refusing to give in and facing each other tit for tat.
When many disciples saw this scene, they could only become anxious.
Yang Fan has always been true to his word, once he takes action with the long sword, he will not take it back easily. And Liu Yan has always been a strong person. The two of them usually don't deal with each other very much, so once they take action, they will definitely make a big fuss.
The sword light flashes, and the posture is to attack at the same time.
Suddenly, a sword light fell from the sky, forcing the two of them to retreat at the same time.
"You really don't take me as the sect leader seriously. Only a few days have passed, and you dare to start a fight openly? Yang Fan, as senior brother, is this how you do things? That's great!"
The sect leader clasped his hands behind his back, stood quietly in the middle, and glanced at the two of them coldly.
Yang Fan took the lead to restrain his sword and raised his hand to the sect master: "Sect master, this disciple knows his mistake!"
Unexpectedly, Liu Yan was still angry and not convinced at all. He turned the sword in his hand and fiercely attacked Yang Fan.
Clang! Bang! Bang!
The sect leader waved his sleeves, and the sword in Liu Yan's hand was cut off with a sound, and his body flew backwards.
"Presumptuous! Liu Yan, do you think I just turn a blind eye to you and pretend I don't know anything? Is this how you get along with your fellow disciples when you see people's hearts in times of crisis?"
The sleeves and robes were flicked fiercely, and a powerful sword energy spread. Many disciples instinctively retreated.
"Sect master, please calm down and let the disciples realize their mistakes!"
"Hmph! Are you aware of your mistake? It seems to me that I am usually too good to you and too protective of you. Okay! If you really want to be free, I can open the sword net formation now and you can experience it for yourselves."
At this time, another figure flashed out and landed in front of everyone easily.
Feng Mian cupped his hands and saluted the sect leader. Then he turned to the many Sword Sect disciples.
"Sect Master, please calm down. This incident started with me. I'm really sorry for everyone. But now it has become a fact. I am connected to the sword sect's lifeline, and the sword veins and sword pills are both in my body, so I can't get rid of it."
Many disciples looked at Feng Mian and hesitated because the sect
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The Lord is present and in charge, and no one dares to be presumptuous.
But Feng Mian saw their dissatisfaction, so he smiled lightly.
"I know what you want to say? Since everything happened because of me, I will naturally take responsibility. The target of the Soul Sacrifice Sect is me, so it has caused so many things, and I know it very well."
"Since you know it well, why don't you take the responsibility yourself? You have to implicate our Sword Sect! Originally, our Sword Sect lived in peace, and as long as we don't have a head-on conflict with the Soul Sacrifice Sect, we can live in peace, right?"
Suddenly, Feng Mian took a step forward and rushed forward.
With a movement of his right hand, a long sword appeared in his palm. Along with the surge of energy, the sword energy spread.
The long sword was struck horizontally, the wrist was turned, and a huge sword wheel appeared, surrounded by sword energy, approaching the sword net formation.
Bang! Bang! Boom!
Continuous explosions and a sword energy with inexplicable energy dispersed the impact from the outside world.
Landing lightly, Feng Mian put away his long sword, raised the corners of his mouth, and swept over the crowd.
"Have you seen it? Do you really think that the Sword Sect can survive alone? In fact, this step is inevitable. If the Soul Sacrifice Sect must use Hantian City as a guide, the Sword Sect cannot escape."
After everyone fell silent and looked at each other, there was really no way to refute.
Not long after, someone in the middle shouted in surprise: "You... what you are holding is the Nanming Sword! That is the sword of the sect master! Why? Why did the sect master pass it to you so easily? This is unfair!"
Everyone immediately focused their attention on Feng Mian's sword, staring at it with wide eyes.
Yes, what Feng Mian holds in his hands is the Nanming Sword, a heaven-level spiritual weapon that the sect leader passed on to him a few days ago. A sword that is unique except for the Sword Sect, and is coveted by many disciples!
"This Nanming Sword is close to a divine weapon. Even if we are not qualified, Senior Brother Yang Fan is always qualified to accept the inheritance, right? No matter what, it should not fall into your hands!"
Feng Mian looked at the Nanming Sword in his hand, and with a twist of his wrist, a stream of Earthly Sword Qi spread out, dissipating the impact.
"Really? Why don't you ask Brother Yang Fan if he is convinced?"
Yang Fan smiled helplessly: "It's not that I don't want to inherit the Nanming Sword, it's because I don't have the qualifications. Without deep cultivation and special conditions, it is absolutely impossible to control the existence of a quasi-divine weapon."
Now the lifeline of Jianzong is closely related to Fengmian. The sword veins and sword pills are all in his body. Only his power can control the power of Nanming Sword. And by turning the energy of the earth spirit into the earthly evil sword energy, he can break the spirit of the Soul Sacrifice Sect.
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"If you are still dissatisfied with anything, you can come and challenge me. I, Feng Mian, fully accept it."
He opened his stance, but did not hold back his sword. Feng Mian just waited.
He knew very well that none of these people were convinced by him, so he had to show absolute strength to convince them. Only then could he hold the Nanming Sword firmly. Only then could he continue to practice the Earthly Evil Sword Qi.
"Okay, in that case, I'll fight with you!"
Liu Yan felt aggrieved, and now he ignored it. A long sword appeared in his hand again, and he quickly attacked.
Unexpectedly, in the next second, a ray of energy flew from the sky and hit his long sword.
Clang! Bang!
The long sword broke again, and Liu Yan flew out in a panic.
Feng Mian pondered and reached out to hold it. When he touched the content on it, his face turned completely gloomy.
"Soul Sacrifice Sect, you can't hold back so much? I, Feng Mian, will definitely fight you to the death!"