Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion

Chapter 286 – Ten thousand! Sword! Return! One!!

Ye Qinxin's expression remained calm, unaffected by Meng Fan's words.

Meng Fan was used to this by now; he even suspected that Ye Qinxin might be a robot if such technology existed in this world.

Holding the Fenghua Sword, Ye Qinxin's eyes were as still as an ancient well, staring at Meng Fan with her usual indifference.

In fact, Meng Fan wasn't wrong; that last strike was indeed her limit.

But that limit was enough, at least to deal with Meng Fan!

She had never thought that Meng Fan could push her to her limit.

Opposite her, Meng Fan looked at Ye Qinxin's expression and felt extremely displeased.

Honestly, anyone would feel annoyed when faced with such disdain or even disregard; it's a basic human emotion.

The more it was like this, the more Meng Fan wanted to defeat Ye Qinxin.

To crush her, to trample her underfoot.

"Ye Qinxin, you're wrong. The one who will lose is not me, but you. Because you've reached your limit, but I haven't!"

Hearing this, Ye Qinxin's face remained indifferent, but her master, Xiao Weiwei, showed a trace of surprise.

This kid, after displaying such a powerful sword formation, still hasn't reached his limit?

Could there be an even stronger attack?

How is that possible?

Impossible!

She instinctively glanced at Elder Lin beside her, but the old man had a high-and-mighty expression, as if saying, "Don't look at me."

That old man...

Xiao Weiwei rolled her eyes.

At the same time, Meng Fan's mind moved.

The Hong Qi Sword turned into a stream of light and returned to Meng Fan's hand.

"Shu Mountain's Sword Flight Art is not just 'not bad' as you say. Now let me show you the true Sword Flight Art of Shu Mountain!" Meng Fan looked coldly at Ye Qinxin, his eyes full of battle intent.

Fighting to the peak, arrogant to the extreme.

Meng Fan hadn't felt this kind of battle intent in a long time, because since he started cultivating, he hadn't encountered an opponent worthy of his attention.

Even Wu Tian could barely count as a fraction of one, not even half.

But at this moment, Ye Qinxin counted as half an opponent to Meng Fan.

So, the usually cautious Meng Fan made a bold decision.

Meng Fan's personal Law Sword emitted an unprecedented red light, reaching the sky. The sword spirit, Hong Qi, entered Meng Fan's Sea of Consciousness, extending a small hand to grasp Meng Fan's Divine Soul.

As Meng Fan's Divine Soul closed its eyes, she unconsciously changed her hand gesture, interlocking their fingers.

Meng Fan didn't notice these minor details. At this moment, he actively activated his supreme talent, Sword Dao Transcendence, at full power.

In the next second, Shu Mountain's Heavenly Grade Sword Technique, Myriad Swords Art, forcibly merged into the Myriad Swords Returning to Me's Sword One.

This was an extremely risky gamble. Normally, the steady Meng Fan would never do this, not even with the slightest risk.

Or rather, he had no motivation to try, because no one was worth his effort. He could become invincible just by cultivating steadily.

But now, the motivation had appeared!

"Sword Comes."

Meng Fan murmured softly.

He hadn't said these two words in a long time.

As these words left his mouth, the infinite red light from the Hong Qi Sword suddenly exploded.

Countless spiritual swords rose again, neatly arranged in mid-air.

At the same time, countless sword qi formed in the void.

Each sword qi was different, representing the pinnacle of a sword technique.

In addition, countless sword intents filled the sky, brimming with boundless sharpness, as if to tear the heavens and earth apart.

The most terrifying thing was, besides these sword qi and sword intents, countless sword souls appeared, hovering above Ye Qinxin's head.

She casually counted, at least a hundred sword souls, each one different!

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Ye Qinxin, who had been calm and emotionless all along, finally showed a change in expression.

Shock, astonishment, disbelief...

"This is impossible!" she murmured, looking at Meng Fan as if he were a monster.

Could a cultivator in the Heavenly Origin Realm achieve this?

This is absurd!

Is this a True Immortal Sword Immortal descending to the mortal world to toy with her?

"Myriad! Swords! As! One!"

Meng Fan softly shouted, naming this strike Myriad Swords As One.

A fusion of Shu Mountain's Myriad Swords Art and Myriad Swords Returning to Me's Sword One, the name was extremely fitting.

At the same time, Meng Fan pointed the Hong Qi Sword towards Ye Qinxin.

Instantly, countless spiritual swords, sword qi, sword intents, and sword souls...

All slashed towards Ye Qinxin, Myriad Swords As One, swords raining down like a storm.

Ye Qinxin stood frozen, watching Meng Fan's strike, as if she had lost her mind, her soul drawn out, motionless, like a wooden puppet.

She didn't resist because she was so shocked by Meng Fan's strike that she fell into despair, her mind in disarray, her thoughts blank.

The blow was too great for her to accept.

She never dreamed that a cultivator with a lower realm than hers, and a sword cultivator at that, could crush her in swordsmanship like this.

The countless sword qi and sword intents were one thing, but the impact of those hundred sword souls was too overwhelming!

An ordinary sword cultivator, if they could cultivate a single sword soul in their lifetime, would be considered excellent.

If they could cultivate two or three sword souls, they would be a genius.

A hundred sword souls, is that even possible for a human?

Unless a True Immortal who had successfully crossed the tribulation, with endless lifespan, spent ten thousand years on it, perhaps it could be done.

But Meng Fan, how old is he?

It's not that Ye Qinxin's mental state was weak, but Meng Fan's actions were simply too terrifying.

Not only could he cultivate a hundred sword souls, but he could also fuse countless sword qi and sword intents into one sword technique, perfectly executing it with over a hundred spiritual swords.

It was as if this was the most perfect sword technique tailor-made for Meng Fan!

No, this was indeed a sword technique created by Meng Fan himself, truly tailor-made, truly perfect.

"Qinxin~~~~~" Xiao Weiwei's startled cry snapped her out of her shock, and she quickly waved her hand towards Ye Qinxin.

In fact, it wasn't just Ye Qinxin; even Xiao Weiwei and Elder Lin were shocked by Meng Fan.

Xiao Weiwei's shock was understandable, not surprising.

But Elder Lin, who had full confidence in Meng Fan, believing he could create miracles, was still stunned by Meng Fan's strike.

To be honest, even he couldn't achieve this!

A hundred sword souls, with Elder Lin's sword dao foundation, were beyond his reach.

Not to mention, the countless sword intents and sword qi, rampaging wildly.

The most outrageous part was that Meng Fan could fuse this chaotic mix into a seamless strike!

This... Sword Immortal potential...

Elder Lin couldn't find any other words to describe Meng Fan, so he reused the words he had used before.

At the same time, with Xiao Weiwei's intervention, the countless sword qi, sword intents, and sword souls dissipated.

The hundred-plus spiritual swords fell to the ground once more.

But Xiao Weiwei's intervention meant they had lost, utterly and completely!

And in the most humiliating way.

But Xiao Weiwei had no choice; if she didn't intervene, Ye Qinxin would die facing Meng Fan's strike!

"Qinxin!!!" Xiao Weiwei's stern shout brought clarity back to Ye Qinxin's eyes, pulling her out of her dazed state.

Ye Qinxin, looking utterly defeated, said to Meng Fan in a dejected tone, "I lost!"

Meng Fan looked at Ye Qinxin, took a deep breath, and suppressed the trembling pain in his Divine Soul.

Forcibly merging the Myriad Swords Art and Sword One certainly came with a price.

But it was within his tolerance.

Meng Fan was a person who vowed to avenge, narrow-minded.

Given Ye Qinxin's previous attitude towards him, he naturally wouldn't be magnanimous now.

He said coldly to Ye Qinxin, "You lost fair and square because you had already reached your limit. But the strike that defeated you was still not my limit!"

Killing the heart!