On the Prominent Divine Cliff.
Chen Fan's aura had reached a boundary point.
The sword will on his body rushed into the sky and surged into the firmament.
From afar, one could even see the phantom of a divine sword.
Chen Fan's body seemed to have become one with the Divine Sword.
This was the Connate Great Dao Sword Body. It could only be produced when countless sword techniques were cultivated to the extreme.
People who could have such a physique were either born geniuses of the sword path or cultivated it after birth.
However, the probability of success in his cultivation was no different from finding a needle in a haystack. It was pitifully small.
But Chen Fan had succeeded.
He raised his hand slightly, and a stream of sword qi shot out from his fingertip. The sword qi grew larger and longer, like a pillar, directly surging into the sky.
The white clouds in the sky were cut apart, and the sword qi exploded in the sky like thunder.
And that was just the power that Chen Fan had unleashed.
"So strong!"
Chen Fan was also shocked by his Connate Dao Sword Body. The power of his sword had increased by dozens of times.
In other words, the sword technique that he could perform with just a leaf was not something that ordinary people could withstand.
It could even pluck leaves and kill people from a thousand meters away. It was terrifying.
"What if I use my full strength?”
Chen Fan gave it a try.
The divine sword phantom behind him became more and more solid, and then a magical scene happened.
Tens of thousands of Sword Qi shot into the sky.
The flying swords seemed to have been attracted by them, and they directly escaped from everyone's control.
Like tiny torrents, they flew into the sky.
These treasured swords floated in the sky and emitted waves of sword hums, as if they were celebrating the birth of their king.
Chen Fan stepped on a long sword and walked into the sky. He took a sip of wine with every step he took. The long swords formed a path for Chen Fan to walk on.
Stepping on the flying swords, Chen Fan's body swayed as he drank and said,"
"Riding the sword and riding the wind, vanquishing the demons in the world.”
"With wine, I'll be happy. Without wine, I'll be happy.”
"Drink the river and swallow the sun and moon.”
"Only I, the Liquor Sword Immortal, can remain drunk.”
With every step Chen Fan took, he chanted and the swords around him vibrated and made a crisp sound.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this scene was simply like a miracle.
"That's right, Eldest Senior Brother!"
"Eldest Senior Brother is indeed the most celestial-like figure. He's drinking and reciting poems. He's too handsome!”
"My treasured sword just flew away. What realm has Eldest Senior Brother cultivated to now?”
"Unbelievable, extraordinary!"
“……………”
The disciples who were the closest to this place were in an uproar.
Lin Fengjiao looked up at the figure in the sky and repeated Chen Fan's words.""Drink the river, drink the sun and moon!”
"Eldest Senior Brother is so bold!"
Beside him, Qian He and Si Mu were also stunned.
As he recited the poem, he coordinated it with the scene in front of him. Ten thousand swords rang out in unison. It was simply like a true sword immortal descending to the lower realm. It was impossible not to be shocked.
"Sword!"
After Chen Fan finished reciting the poem, he pointed at the air and shouted.
Then, a terrifying scene happened.
Some of the famous swords that no one had obtained from Mao Mountain flew into the sky from all directions, as if they were responding to Chen Fan's call.
At this moment, all the Divine Swords seemed to have submitted to Chen Fan.
Sword lights tore through the void, forming a magnificent scene between heaven and earth.
In particular, there were nine divine swords that emitted nine types of light, each of which was extremely dazzling.
When these nine divine swords soared into the sky, the sword light formed by each of them seemed to have transformed into a torrent, forcefully squeezing out the other divine swords and occupying the middle position.
The nine Divine Swords floated around Chen Fan and let out a hum as if they were hoping Chen Fan would choose them.
Each divine sword was surrounded by a type of Sword Dao, and Dao runes circulated around it.
If an ordinary person could be chosen by a divine sword, they would probably be so happy that they would not be able to sleep for months.
Chen Fan was chosen by all the Divine Swords.
"Heavens, that's the Heavenly Sword!"
"That's the Flame God Sword!"
"That's the Mountain-Slaying Sword!"
"That's the Mysterious Wind Sword!"
"That's the Killing Sword!"
“…………”
The names of the divine swords were called out by the disciples below.
They had also gone to choose these divine swords before, but the divine swords did not move at all in front of them. They were extremely disdainful.
It could be said that these nine divine swords had yet to choose their master.
Even Shi Jian was rejected.
Many people had been in despair, thinking that the nine swords were just decorations placed there by Mao Mountain and that it was impossible for them to choose their masters.
But now, they felt as if their Dao hearts were about to collapse.
So it wasn't that the divine sword didn't choose its master, but that they didn't have the right to be chosen!
Chen Fan looked at the Divine Swords but didn't choose them. Although they were good, they didn't suit his Sword Principle.
Chen Fan continued to pay attention to the swords that flew up from the ground, but none of them seemed to be as good as the nine swords in front of him.
"Could it be that I can only choose one out of the nine?”
Chen Fan frowned.
When he used the Connate Great Dao Sword Body, his eyes became extremely sharp, like a divine sword piercing through the sky.
The nine Divine Swords around them kept shaking as if they couldn't wait for Chen Fan to choose them.
Suddenly, there was a tremor beside the Demon Suppression Tower.
"Swoosh!"
A bright sword light shot into the sky, tearing through the void and making a loud whistling sound. It instantly pushed aside the other swords and even the divine swords couldn't stop it. It floated in front of Chen Fan.
On the blade of the sword were two big words, Demon Slayer.
The aura released by this divine sword was no weaker than the other nine divine swords. In fact, it was even stronger, as if it was the king of swords.
"This is the Demon Slaying Sword!"
When the First Elder arrived, he was so frightened that he almost suffocated.
That was Mao Mountain, the supreme divine sword. Ever since it was forged, no one had succeeded in possessing it.
Even if there was a sword genius in Mao Mountain who summoned the divine sword, this Demon Slaying Sword did not react at all.
"Demon Slayer? It's you!"
Chen Fan gripped his sword tightly.
He felt as if this sword was born for him. He casually waved his sword.
A bright sword light instantly turned into countless sword qi and landed on a desolate cliff not far away.
Hundreds of sword qi cracks instantly appeared on the cliff, crisscrossing with each other.
A hundred flashes of Sword Qi.
With this sword, wouldn't it be as easy as chopping melons and vegetables to kill demons?
However, the magic power used in a casual swing of the sword was also extremely terrifying.
No wonder it had never recognized anyone as its master. Otherwise, the sword would have probably sucked its master's magic power dry.
Only Chen Fan, with his pure Dharmic powers, could easily use the power of the Demon Slaying Sword.
"How terrifying!"
"As expected of the most terrifying divine sword in the world!”
"The power of a single sword is so terrifying. Who else can compare to it?”
"Eldest Senior Brother is awesome!"
The disciples of Mao Mountain were stunned.
Four-Eyed Thousand Crane and the others were so frightened that they could not close their mouths. Lin Fengjiao was also extremely shocked.
It turned out that the difference between a divine sword and an ordinary sword was actually so great.
Shi Jian's face trembled in shock. He felt that he had to find a divine sword. A sword was nothing compared to this divine sword.
"Back then, I wanted to obtain the Devil-Slaying Sword, but this divine sword didn't give me the chance!”
"And now you're choosing my disciple, hahaha!”
Daoist Xuan Ling stroked his beard and laughed.
"Mao Mountain has Xiaofan and can prosper for ten thousand years!”
Taoist Xuan Ling felt that he had made the right choice. Chen Fan must be the one who could make Mao Mountain prosper.
The elders were all silent. They were like wooden statues, stunned on the spot.
They had the same thoughts.
Chen Fan was the key to the rise of Mao Mountain!
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