Obviously, at this moment, Ye Fan was thinking about how to deal with this puppet that could not be beaten or hammered.
He didn't have much time left to spend with this Iron Wood, otherwise, he would be consumed by it.
Previously, Ye Fan had thought of using the power of the Dragon God Body to fight this puppet.
Now, it seemed that it was pure arrogance on Ye Fan's part.
After the brief encounter just now, Ye Fan had undoubtedly realised that this Tie Mu was so powerful that it had reached an extremely terrifying level.
The strength of his physical body was even above that of the Moon God and Chu Yuan and the others.
Of course, Ye Fan only had to be just about physical strength here.
The overall strength of a strong person involved all aspects, not just the physical body.
Therefore, the overall threat of Tie Mu was still far less than that of Chu Yuan and the others who had entered the God Realm.
But even with that, the pressure that Tie Mu brought to Ye Fan was already enough to put his life at risk.
"No, we can't go on like this."
"Otherwise, the great situation that the Moon God has fought for me will be buried in the hands of this puppet."
Ye Fan's eyebrows were fixed and sunken as thousands of thoughts could not stop floating.
The ancient sword in his hand, worn and worn out, did not attract the attention of the bystanders.
At that moment, Tie Mu, urged by Chu Yuan's mind, walked towards Ye Fan once again.
Ye Fan stood there, his brows locked. The crimson blood on his body was dripping uncontrollably down his arm.
The breeze blew, blowing several of these drops onto the ancient sword in his hand.
And as Ye Fan's blood dripped in, the worn out sword, suddenly trembled and a hidden golden light, suddenly lit up.
At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly felt the soaring battle spirit emanating from above the longsword in his hand.
Yes!
It was as if the sword suddenly had a soul, and a strong battle intent was transmitted into Ye Fan's heart.
"Good, that's you then!"
At this moment, Ye Fan also happened to have the idea of fighting Tie Mu with his sword technique.
Therefore, the moment the golden light of the Yunyang Ancient Sword lit up, Chen Han stamped his feet on the earth and soared into the sky.
Mighty might gathered and boundless qi swept through.
Between the clouds and the sea, Ye Fan stepped on the river of heaven and waved his qi like a dragon.
Mighty sword intent blossomed instantly!
"Cloud Smoke Sword Skill, First Sword, Wind Flow!"
"Second sword, Acacia!"
Green light rolled around as the long swords flew.
Everyone could only see the slim young man beneath the river in the sky, the long sword in his hand as if it was at his fingertips.
The majestic sword intent surged through the heavenly river.
At this moment, Ye Fan was like the world-famous master of Chinese painting, using his sword as a brush and the sky as a scroll, wielding it with vigour.
Under his brush, the sea rises to the moon, the glacier freezes for ten thousand years, the green dragon soars to the sky, and the beautiful woman becomes sick with love.
The sword intent falls into the eyes, but it becomes a beautiful painting.
"How many books are there and how many flavours are there, and who in the world accompanies the white clothes!"
"Cloud Smoke Sword Skill, Fifth Sword, Peerless!"
In an instant, Ye Fan had already struck the fifth sword.
At that moment, it was as if the Chu Sect crowd had seen a supreme swordsman.
He was dressed in white, standing proudly in the sky river, the cold river alone, carrying his sword.
Withered vines and old trees, the western wind of the old road.
Under the blood-curdling sun, all that was left for the world to see was that peerless back.
"This this."
Tang Yun had been completely dumbfounded.
As the saying goes, those in authority are confused and those on the sidelines are clear.
Only when watching Ye Fan's sword strike for the first time as a spectator did she truly understand Ye Fan's powerful sword intent.
Tang Yun had been practising the Cloud Smoke Sword Skill for a long time.
However, when she saw Ye Fan use it, it was a completely different feeling.
When she used the Cloud Smoke Sword Skill, it was just a sword skill.
Each sword cut out was also just a sword.
But Ye Fan was different, from his sword intent, what she felt was life.
A sword was like life!
And when all the sword intents of the Cloud Smoke Sword Skill were used, it was as if the lives of countless people were connected together, and that was a world.
Yes, the ancestors of the Tang family had not only created swords, but were using sword techniques as a language to build a world.
"This is the real Cloud Smoke Sword Technique, right?"
"This is what my Tang Family ancestor, back then, really intended when he created this sword technique, right?"
"Indeed, the true suitable master of this Cloud Smoke Sword Skill is not me, but him, Chu Tianfan"
Tang Yun was filled with shock, and in those beautiful eyes that looked at Ye Fan, a few moments of infatuation and yearning unexpectedly flowed out in a rare way.
She rarely admired a person, especially when it came to the sword dao she was so proud of.
But Ye Fan had done it, he was the first man who had completely conquered Tang Yun in the field she was good at.
An outstanding person will shine.
The current Ye Fan was that glowing youngster.
After the five sword cuts, Ye Fan's sword power did not stop.
"Having had pain, one knows the pain of all beings. Having had attachments, there are no more attachments."
"If one cultivates the Buddha first, a sword of wind and snow and a sword of ice!"
"Sixth sword, break your heart!"
Love and sorrow, the sea of swords breaks the heart.
An incomparable might swept across the River of Heaven.
Under Ye Fan, that ancient sword of Yunyang shone with golden light, like a dazzling sun.
But it wasn't over yet.
The moment the Yun Yang Ancient Sword was raised once more, Tang Yun had realised that the final sword of the Cloud Smoke Sword Skill would also appear.
"Seeing the king above without bowing down, the Three Immortal Swordsman kowtows long!"
"The seventh sword of the Cloud Smoke Sword Skill, Invincible!!!"
Boom~
The storm swept wildly and the heavenly river exploded.
Once the seventh sword of the Cloud Smoke Sword Skill was revealed, it was like a stone breaking through the sky.
The original silence of the sky changed instantly.
Black clouds rolled in and the sea of thunder rose.
Of course, what attracted even more attention was the ancient sword of Yunyang in Ye Fan's hand.
The sword aura all over his body reached an unprecedented peak at this moment.
On the ancient sword, a blazing sun emerged and a sea of clouds rose!
It was like a flaming totem, burning above that ancient sword!
"This this this is"
"Floating clouds blazing sun?"
"Could this this be, the sword used by the Chu Family's founding ancestor, the Cloud Yang Patriarch, the Cloud Yang Ancient Sword!!!"
When he saw the Yunyang divine Sword reveal its sharpness, Chu Yuan's old face, which had been ancient and untouched, was filled with horror.
A pair of old eyes nearly cracked open in a glare.
"How is this possible?"
"How could my Chu Family's divine sword, the Yunyang Sacred Relic, be in the hands of this outcast?"
Chu Yuan was already completely dumbfounded, his eyes red with a lofty expression, nearing a vengeance.
The Chu Family's three holy relics, the Cloud Dao Heavenly Jedi, the Yun Yang Ancient Sword, and the Ironwood Puppet, were all left behind by their ancestors.
These three holy relics were all symbols of the Chu clan, proof of the Chu family's rightful heritage!
The first two pieces had been lost for a long time.
Within their Chu Clan, there was only one holy relic, the Ironwood Puppet.
But now, in this Chu Family outcast before him, Chu Yuan was shocked to discover that he was in possession of the other two pieces.
It could be imagined how shocked and terrified Chu Yuan was at this moment.
Could it be that this outcast was really the person chosen by my Ancestor Yunyang?
At this moment, Chu Yuan's heart finally wavered a little.
He had always prided himself on being the rightful heir of the Chu family, the direct descendant of the Ancestor of Yunyang.
Ye Fan, on the other hand, was just an illegitimate son of a despicable bloodline, worthy only of being an outcast of the Chu family.
However, the appearance of the Yunyang Ancient Sword forced Chu Yuan to begin to doubt the legitimacy of their Chu family's orthodoxy.
However, now was not the time to be appalled by this.
When the Yunyang Ancient Sword awakened, Tie Mu was afraid that it would be difficult to stop it.
Chu Yuan had to summon Tie Mu back immediately.
"Tie Mu, retreat!"
With a stern roar, Chu Yuan mentally urged Tie Mu to immediately retreat behind himself.
The Yunyang Ancient Sword was certainly powerful, but Ye Fan had not yet entered the God Realm after all, and Chu Yuan was still confident that he would be able to block this strike from Ye Fan.
However, to Chu Yuan's utter horror, no matter how hard he pushed, the ironwood seemed to have gone out of control and was frozen in place, not moving.
In the end, the ironwood puppet, amidst everyone's shocked and violent gaze, actually knelt down with a bang at the spot where the ancient sword of Yunyang was lit up.
"Father, it's been a thousand years, my son, Tie Mu, misses you!"