In front of that ancient god and demon, countless monks and great demons rushed towards him.
The ancient gods and demons were not afraid, and kept swinging their swords, and the light of the swords reflected the heaven and earth.
Puff puff.
Along with the loud noises, the monks and the big demon were like moths flying into the fire, instantly annihilated and turned into nothingness.
The ancient gods and demons were killing each other, and the scene soon changed.
It seemed to be a courtyard, and this ancient god and demon was holding a long sword and was constantly practicing, as if he was practicing some kind of sword technique.
Wang Fan looked at this scene with something strange in his eyes.
"Sword Dao?"
He felt that this statue should have practiced the art of swordsmanship during his lifetime.
The most powerful and domineering way of swordsmanship.
He felt a Taoist rhyme, an extremely strange Taoist rhyme.
Domineering, wild, and self-centered.
"interesting."
Wang Fan smiled. He was immersed in it and began to carefully comprehend the Taoist charm.
After several days of this realization, Wang Fan felt that he had gained a lot, very much.
At the same time, more and more monks gathered here.
During this period, many monks tried to get close to the statue, but they were all killed by the sword light reflected in the statue.
Some monks also tried to attack the statue, but the outcome was still tragic.
The light of the sword destroys everything it passes through, and no one can stop it.
Even a cultivator at the peak of Hedao realm fell under the light of the sword.
Beside Wang Fan, Xing Yue and others had already stood up.
After several days of understanding, they gained a lot, but they could no longer understand it.
They all felt pressure, tremendous pressure.
If they continue to understand it, they may not be able to withstand the impact of the sword, and they may die.
"Let's go, this is no longer suitable for us to continue our enlightenment. Let's look for other opportunities."
A monk looked at Xing Yue and said.
Xing Yue glanced at Wang Fan, "What about him? Why don't you wait for him?"
He felt that Wang Fan was pretty good, he was easy-going and his strength should be pretty good too.
He is a monk worth making friends with.
The monk said, "Wait? How to wait? Do you know how long he still needs to practice? If you waste time here, you will miss a lot of opportunities."
Obviously, he was unwilling to wait for Wang Fan any longer.
After all, he was not familiar with Wang Fan, so why would he be willing to waste time for Wang Fan?
Xing Yue was a little tangled, but the monk had already spoken again, "I'm leaving. Do you want to leave? If not, then you can continue to wait."
After that, the monk was already planning to leave with the rest of the people.
When Xing Yue saw this scene, he glanced at Wang Fan again and found that Wang Fan had no intention of stopping, so he could only sigh and leave.
The group of people left quickly, while Wang Fan stayed here alone.
In fact, he knew that Xing Yue and others left, but he didn't pay attention.
Before seeing this statue, Wang Fan thought that by following Xing Yue's people first, he might be able to get some news about Senior Sister Yuexuan in time.
But now, he no longer has such thoughts.
The sword technique in front of me is really too powerful, especially the sword technique contained in it, which is simply powerful and scary.
If he can learn it, his strength will definitely increase several times again.
After Xing Yue and his party left, Wang Fan stayed there for a while and then stood up.
He walked towards the statue step by step. With every step he took, his feelings would become deeper and clearer, and he would see more things.
Unknowingly, Wang Fan had reached the front of the crowd.
In an instant, it attracted the attention of many monks.
"Who is that guy? He can actually withstand the impact of that powerful sword attack?"
"I don't know, he must be a powerful swordsman. It's best not to mess with such a person."
"So strong!"
Seeing Wang Fan actually walking to the forefront, many monks couldn't help but started talking in low voices.
They were a little surprised and a little shocked.
You must know that the Taoist charm is still very strong, especially the impact of the sword. The closer you get to the statue, the more terrifying it is. Most people cannot bear it at all.
Wang Fan was at the forefront, which meant that Wang Fan had withstood the powerful and domineering impact.
"Um?"
At the same time, several people on both sides of Wang Fan also opened their eyes and looked at Wang Fan.
Their eyes flickered, and they also looked a little strange.
Who is this person, who can actually come here?
You know, they all know each other.
Even if they don't have a close relationship, they all know each other.
Because they are all powerful from the five major forces.
As for Wang Fan, no one knew him.
"Fellow Taoist, who are you?"
A monk closest to Wang Fan looked at Wang Fan and asked.
This person is Ning Yuan, the true disciple of Wudaotian, whose cultivation has reached the peak of Hedao realm.
He and Nie Shuangsheng of Ye Shen Mountain are equally famous.
Wang Fan glanced at Ning Yuan, then quickly turned his gaze away, not bothering to pay attention.
This guy is a member of the Five Paths of Innocence, he has known it for a long time.
There are so many monks here, and Ning Yuan is not a small person, so naturally there are many people talking about it.
Wang Fan is too lazy to pay attention to such people.
He didn't kill the true successors of the five major forces directly. He was already considered kind, so he didn't bother to talk to them.
Ning Yuan couldn't help but frown slightly when he saw Wang Fan's attitude.
What an arrogant guy!
He snorted and did not continue to talk to Wang Fan, but began to have his own thoughts.
However, soon, he was no longer calm.
Because Wang Fan has taken a step forward again.
One step, although it doesn't sound like much.
But neither Ning Yuan nor several other strong men could do it.
They all know how difficult it is to take a step forward in their current position.
That depends on strength. If you don't have enough strength, you won't be able to take that step.
If you step out forcefully, there will be only one word of death.
But now, Wang Fan stepped out unscathed.
Ning Yuan looked at Wang Fan, his eyes flickering, as if there were signs of taking action.
Wang Fan didn't pay attention to Ning Yuan. While feeling the way of the sword, he took another step.
At this moment, everyone's expressions changed.
"That guy is so strong!"
"Ning Yuan of Wudaotian, Gu Tai of Ancient God Clan, Jian Yi of Daojian Villa, none of these people can take two steps, but he can do it. How is this possible?"
"Who is this person? Is he more powerful and evil than Ning Yuan and others?"
"Incredible, really incredible."
The peripheral monks were completely shocked.
Wang Fan, however, still didn't bother to pay attention and continued to go his own way.
He was very happy in his heart. The strong man in front of him was really too strong.
That sword technique, even if he had only scratched the surface of it, felt terrifyingly powerful.
At this moment, he could already feel the sword energy cutting into his body.
However, he didn't care too much.
Because the same Tao Yun has emerged all over his body, which has weakened the power of the sword energy to the minimum.
Wang Fan continues to move forward, one step, two steps!
Boom! The space shook, and a sword energy suddenly shot out. Everyone couldn't help but change their expressions.
