"Ten days have passed, and today, I can finally decide the outcome with you." Standing on the second stage, looking at Yang Fan, Ye Han smiled again. This is the second time he has smiled this day. This smile is still dazzling, like a piece of ice radiating heat, which is very surprising. "There was a smile from the sword god Ximen Chuixue on the earth. I think Ye Han's smile is not as good as it is, but it's not far behind." Yang Fan was also moved in his heart and smiled slightly: "Yes, I can meet Senior Brother Ye again on the 10th. A battle is an honor for Yang Fan, especially now that Senior Brother Ye has been promoted to the realm of sword master, has understood the sword soul, and has incomparable fighting power, which makes it even more worthy of a battle. " Ye Han's expression condensed: "Ten days ago, you only had to fight. The sword will fight with me. How many sword wills are there now? " "One!" Yang Fan stretched out a finger. Ye Han was overjoyed when he heard this: "Okay, you really didn't disappoint me. You have understood the peerless sword spirit. Today, when you and I fight, my sword soul will definitely be refined even more, and maybe it can go further." He said After saying this, his eyes were full of excitement, and he showed no signs of gesture. The blood-colored sword behind him whistled softly again, flew out, and fell into Ye Han's hand. This time, there is no blood, no killing intent, only endless depth, just like the sea. It seems calm, but in fact it is unfathomable, making people feel chilled and amazed before they fight. "You are worthy of being a master of swordsmanship who has understood the soul of the sword." Yang Fan smiled slightly, a dark light flashed in his hand, and the heavy sword without edge appeared in his hand in an instant. "Today, let's just compete with swords, how about that?" Yang Fan said. Ye Han frowned slightly and said with some dissatisfaction: "Although I believe that your sword spirit is superb, you have not understood the soul of the sword. It would not be fair to you if you only compete with swords." "We don't decide between life and death, we only decide. Winning or losing is just a matter of swordsmanship." Yang Fan shook his head slightly. Ye Han thought for a while: "Okay, if that's the case, then I'll let you do it, just compete with the sword." "Then I'll take action." Yang Fan chuckled, his mind converged, and the feeling of the supreme heavenly heart suddenly reappeared and entered the heavenly heart. Like my heart, the way of heaven is the realm of my way. Then, the heavy sword in his hand pressed down. In an instant, it was as if there was a supreme power from heaven pressing down on Ye Han. It made him feel that what he was facing was not human beings at all, but heaven, the supreme way of heaven. "Even if it is the way of heaven, I will fight against it!" Ye Han's mind stagnated for just a moment, the sword soul in his body trembled slightly, and the supreme killing intent surged out, his eyes turned blood red, and the sword in his hand The blood sword was even covered with red clouds. He swung the sword and slashed into the void. It seems like it wants to break the shackles of heaven and earth. "The way of sword I understand is the sword of heaven. The sword intention I understand is the intention of heaven's heart. All things are born in heaven and earth. Life, old age, sickness and death are all controlled by heaven. Under my sword of heaven, no one or anything can be killed. , no one can escape from my control, whether they are life, death, old or young, they will all be under my control." Yang Fan said calmly, and struck down with another sword. The moves he used were ordinary, all of which were the forty-nine heavy sword techniques, but the sword intent contained in them was no longer the forty-nine sword intent passed down by Li Daotong, but the heavenly sword intent. This sword intention can be incorporated into any sword move, and every gesture represents the power of heaven and the submission of all things. "It's too powerful. Even my sword soul and my killing sword intention must surrender to such a powerful sword intention. I am powerless to resist it!" For a moment, Ye Han was afraid. Mortals are born in heaven and earth and are controlled by heaven. This kind of fear is instinctive and goes deep into the bone marrow. "It's as difficult as climbing to the sky if you want to suddenly cut it open." "To go against me is to go against the way of heaven. Nothing can survive under my sword." Yang Fan did not stop, and struck again with the heavy sword in his hand. Ye Han's knees were slightly bent, as if he was about to kneel on the ground. However, after all, he was a master of swordsmanship who had understood the supreme sword soul. Although Yang Fan's sword intention had reached an unimaginable level, Ye Han Han still persisted and refused to give in. "No, you can't give in. Once you give in, how can I have the face to see my sword and learn my killing swordsmanship?" Ye Han felt something in his heart, and he strongly supported it. Yang Fan looked at him, but the fourth sword he wanted to strike was not struck. "That's enough. Three Tianxin Sword Intentions are enough for him to go one step further. If there are any more, I'm afraid his sword spirit will be scattered." There is something in his heart.After understanding, Yang Fan remained silent. "Unexpectedly, in just ten days, a little guy like Yang Fan could comprehend such a powerful sword intention." Mr. Xuan in the distance was shocked when he saw this scene. The sword soul is born with the ability to master the sword's intention. It is a transformed form of the sword's intention. It possesses the strength of the sword's intention. As Ye Han said, Yang Fan, who only has the sword's intention, is inherently inferior to his sword soul. But the scary thing is that Yang Fan's sword spirit, which is one level lower than the previous one, has completely crushed Ye Han's sword spirit at this moment. This situation is probably rare even in legends. What¡¯s more, Ye Han¡¯s sword soul was derived from the sword spirit of killing. It is a peerless sword soul, thousands of times better than ordinary sword souls. Even so, it is still not as good as Yang Fan¡¯s sword spirit. This alone was enough to shock Mr. Xuan, who was accustomed to big scenes. "Yes, just before, I thought that among the three sons, although Yang Fan was the strongest, he was not as good as Ye Han in terms of potential, while Liu Ruoxi was the weakest but had the greatest potential. But now, Yang Fan is , is definitely the monster among monsters, Ye Han and Liu Ruoxi, both in terms of current strength and future potential, seem to be inferior to him. "The leader of Wumen has also completely changed his view of Yang Fan. " Mr. Xuan smiled slightly and said nothing. Not only the Martial Sect Master, but also him, why didn't he think this way before? Thinking of this, Mr. Xuan couldn¡¯t help but cast his eyes in another direction. There, Xuan Yuefeng was kneeling. At this moment, he was watching the sword duel between Yang Fan and Ye Han in fascination. There was excitement in his eyes, as if he had some understanding. "If you can really resist, Yuefeng may not be as good as Yang Fan, but compared with Ye Han and Liu Ruoxi, he will definitely not be inferior. Just be afraid" Mr. Xuan was startled in his heart and stopped looking at Xuan Yuefeng. Attention was paid to the sword duel between Yang Fan and Ye Han. Click! There was an inexplicable cracking sound in Ye Han's body. Immediately afterwards, his aura changed and became more fierce. This feeling was like changing from an ordinary sword to an extremely sharp long sword, which was frightening. "So what if it's the way of heaven, let me break it with one sword!" Ye Han's voice seemed to fall from the sky, and then, a blood-red sword energy slashed out from his body, and the power of the sword in the void was shattered inch by inch. . Yang Fan took advantage of the situation and jumped off the ring. "Lost?" Everyone was stunned. "This boy really knows how to advance and retreat." The leader of Wumen smiled and looked at Yang Fan with even more satisfaction. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Yang Fan's competition was entirely to fulfill Ye Han. Everyone could see that Ye Han's newly formed sword soul was stable, but not refined. Apparently, it was because of the sword spirit that was formed ten days ago. The battle gave him a temporary breakthrough, which was done too hastily. In this battle, Yang Fan used the Sword of Heaven to oppress Ye Han, causing him to transform under the pressure and become extremely refined, possessing the will to win. "Senior Brother Ye has a profound swordsmanship and deserves to be a master of swordsmanship, but my little brother is not as good as him." Yang Fan said while standing in the audience. Although Ye Han was smart, under his determination to win, he could not feel Yang Fan's concession at all. He nodded slightly, but his tone was full of gratitude: "Although I won, without your Sword of Heaven , I can't take this step at all, thank you Brother Yang." "You and I are friends, why do you need to say thank you?" The two looked at each other and laughed. The great elder of the inner sect stood up at this moment: "In that case, Ye Han won the first battle. Liu Ruoxi, who do you want to fight?" Liu Ruoxi frowned slightly. She originally thought that Yang Fan would win this battle, but Unexpectedly, Ye Han actually won, which made it difficult for her to make a choice. Moreover, although Yang Fan's sword intention was not leaked just now, the heavenly sword intention moved her heart. "I want to fight Senior Brother Yang." (To be continued.)