Until the last moment, the leaves were so fast that they could not be seen. The only sharp "thunder" surrounding the Qiankun Battle Platform were sharp and violent.

"break!"

Ye Fan, whose expression changed drastically, finally spoke at this moment, with a hint of madness on his tone.

"boom!"

Finally, the leaves that were extremely terrifying just by accumulating momentum completely exploded, and the phantom was in the center of the leaves, but they were instantly twisted into pieces.

"Click..."

The sky was torn apart, and countless cracks emerged in the space immediately, densely packed and shocking.

"Boom..."

At the same time, a strange loud noise came from the Qiankun Battle Platform. The battle platform that had not happened for tens of millions of years also began to appear, huge cracks were breaking to both sides, and some parts collapsed directly.

The sword power that the sword technique of the Heavens burst out this time was much more than this, exuding a powerful force to destroy the sky, and it also spreads outward.

“Wow…”

The 100,000 spectators around were obviously caught off guard by the sudden arrival of Jian Wei.

The battle on the Heaven and Earth Battle Platform has never exceeded the scope of the Heaven and Earth Battle Platform. This time, the battle not only broke the battlefield, but also affected them.

"Puff puff puff..."

Many disciples were knocked out by the power of the destruction of the world, while some were barely resisted.

The scene was in chaos in an instant.

"Ye Fan, you have won, you can stop!"

The Qingyuan Palace Master frowned and came to Ye Fan, reminding him.

"The sword technique of the heavens is intended to destroy the heavens. This is the highest level. Unfortunately, the sword power has improved, so I have to stop. The current era is so sad!"

The sigh of the sword seed came from Ye Fan's mind.

After these words, the sharp light in Ye Fan's eyes dissipated and finally returned to its original state.

At the same time, Ye Fan's thinking reappeared.

"Prince, I..."

Ye Fan looked at the Qingyuan Palace Master in front of him. Before he finished speaking, he felt his body fall downwards.

While Li Mang lost, all the leaves in the sky sank and slowly fell to the ground.

The sword power of Mie Tian disintegrated, but the torn sky and the broken heaven and earth battle platform did not recover.

Many spectators had palpitations on their faces. Many people didn't understand what was going on at all. They were inexplicably involved in the crisis of life and death.

Sweep across the heavens and destroy everything.

"Lingxin, take him down to rest first, I will deal with it here!"

The Lord of Qingyuan Palace caught Ye Fan's unconscious body in the air and handed it over to Ling Xindao.

"yes……"

Ling Xin nodded. This time, many of their Qiankun disciples were also scared. The bursting sword power was simply terrifying.

Soon, many Qiankun disciples came to Ye Fan's palace. As for the outside, the Qingyuan Palace Master was almost done.

This is the first time that the Qiankun Battle Platform has been defeated. For many people, Ye Fan's sword may become their nightmare for the rest of their lives.

One hundred thousand spectators dispersed in a state of dismay, and this test of Qiankun was somewhat unfinished.

"How is Ye Fan?"

After dealing with the matter of Qiankun Battle Platform, the Lord of Qingyuan immediately came to Ye Fan's palace.

"Junior Brother Ye Fan spent too much energy, so you should be cured after a break!"

Ling Xin explained.

"That's good!"

The Lord of Qingyuan Palace nodded with confidence. He had no intention of blaming Ye Fan for this incident.

"Parent Lord, what kind of power is Junior Brother Ye Fan using just now, and why is it so terrible!" Su Linye couldn't help asking.

Until now, he was still a little scared. The scene of destroying the world was really terrifying.

"It should be...the artistic conception of the sword!"

The Lord of Qingyuan Palace looked complicated, he pondered for a while, and finally said.

"Sword Artistic Conception! Is he a person there? No, the Sword Artistic Conception cannot even be used by the people there. There is only one person in the entire heavenly realm!"

After hearing this, Lingxin trembled slightly, asked and answered questions and quickly overturned.

"That's right, I'm also puzzled this point. Let's talk about it when he wakes up!"

The Lord of Qingyuan Palace nodded, as confused as the spiritual heart.

Su Linye nodded in a clear way. The artistic conception of the sword is a power that is more profound than the intent of the sword. According to legend, the artistic conception of the sword can exert the strongest power of a sword technique. It has nothing to do with strength or cultivation level. As long as the artistic conception reaches it, even a three-year-old child can use it to kill blockbusters.

Unfortunately, this power is too special and against the will of heaven. Countless sword geniuses want to comprehend, but they all failed. Even if there is no one in the place where the Heavenly Realm is good at using swords, the only person who has mastered it has disappeared at this moment.

After using the real sword technique of the Heavens with the help of the sword seed, Ye Fan fell asleep for three days and three nights. During this period, not many people mentioned Ye Fan's battle. Most of the disciples who came back from watching the test chose to remain silent, as if they had not yet walked out of the shadow.

"Master, this is the thing. If the Palace Master hadn't stopped him in time, I wouldn't know what the result would be!"

In the dark palace of Xuanhuang Palace, even though three days passed, Shui Lusheng and Qin Yuanzhi's faces were still a little pale.

"Oh? Challenge yourself a hundred times and you suddenly win? I don't believe this kid is really so strong. This matter must be investigated smoothly!"

The man sitting in the first position frowned for the first time, and it was indeed a bit impossible to see through this.

"You two have a good rest. In two and a half months, you still have a task..."

The man then ordered and then disappeared from his position, leaving this time with a lot of slightest departure.

"Haha, a broken sword scared you two into this virtue. Water and land are wastes. Forget it, Qin Yuanzhi, you are one of our five Xuanhuang masters, and you are really embarrassing us!"

As soon as the man left, a voice full of ridicule immediately rang out of the palace.

After hearing this, Shui Lusheng didn't dare to say anything, but Qin Yuanzhi said angrily: "Tang Zhongjie, don't laugh at me here, I will sooner or later laugh at you!"

After saying that, Qin Yuanzhi left the palace without looking back, obviously very angry.

...

Qiankun Palace, in the palace.

Ye Fan slowly raised his heavy eyelids, and a ray of sunlight fell, just shining on his face.

It was early morning and it was bright.

Ye Fan shook his head and sorted out his chaotic thoughts.

The previous scenes gradually surged into my mind and became clearer.

In order to help him demonstrate the artistic conception of the sword, the sword seed released the true sword technique of the heavens with his body, and was then stopped by the Qingyuan Palace Master in time.

However, Ye Fan did not have a deep memory of the sword's artistic conception, but he only knew the horror scenes when the sword technique of the Heavens were used.

That can be truly called the four words sweeping across the heavens.

"Junior Brother Ye Fan, you finally woke up. Oh, no, I should call you Senior Brother now!"

Ye Fan was still thinking deeply and was about to ask for advice from the seeds of swordsmanship, a surprise voice suddenly appeared in front of him. (To be continued)
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