Ten years of life and death, countless people and ghosts, a hundred years of loneliness, the old grave is desolate. Thousands of years of intertwining, tearing the liver and intestines apart. Thousands of years of wandering, abandoning love and going crazy.

Ning Fan closed his eyes, as if he was like Zhou Chen. After losing his beloved, he experienced thousands of years and followed Zhou Chen's memory traces, but he clearly understood his sword intention.

Ning Fan clearly understood the four moves of the Sad Sword one by one. There seemed to be tears in his eyes, as if he was infected by sadness. Once the tears fell, his heart became sad, and ten thousand swords pierced his heart.

He opened his eyes and recalled the artistic conception. Gradually, he became less sad and joyless. All the sadness that penetrated his heart was swallowed up by the artistic conception of memories.

Ning Fan opened his palms, and traces of black snowflakes were slowly condensing into a small black sword, shining with a strange luster.

This small black sword was formed by swallowing Zhou Chen's sorrowful sword intention with the power of memory.

The artistic conception of his memories breaks through from Dacheng to the state of perfection!

Ning Fan swallowed Zhou Chen's sword intention, but condensed his own sword of artistic conception.

"Ten years of life and death, a hundred years of loneliness, thousands of years of intertwining, thousands of years of wandering, all the sad memories are not indestructible! From your memories, I realized a sword, this is... the memory-cutting sword! Maybe, it can help

You break through the realm of Chongxu. If you can't let go of her memory, sweep away the sadness in your heart and only remember the past of staying with her happily, or you can Chongxu. Kill!"

Ning Fan raised his hand, and the small black sword flew up from his palm, splitting away all the sorrow with one sword.

Zhou Chen only felt pain in the sea, and all the sad memories disappeared one by one whenever he was struck by this strange little sword.

Boom!

He fell to his knees heavily and his eyes were shocked.

What is shocking is that Ning Fan used the four moves of his Sad Sword to form a sword, and this sword can kill people's memories!

All the power of Zhou Chen's sadness comes from the painful memories of the past. If the memories are cut off, the sadness will no longer exist.

"You, lost!"

Ning Fan glanced at Zhou Chen indifferently, raised his hand to withdraw the black sword, opened his mouth and swallowed it into his belly.

Today, I received Zhou Chen's sword, and with the help of Zhou Chen's eternal sorrow, I perfected the artistic conception of memories and condensed the sword of cutting memories, which is definitely a rare gain!

With this sword in his hand, Ning Fan took a closer look and found that this sword had two major abilities.

One can erase other people's memories, and the other can destroy other people's artistic conception.

If there is someone like Zhou Chen who uses his artistic conception to duel with Ning Fan, Ning Fan can defeat him with one strike using the Zhan Yi Dao Sword!

"What kind of sword is that little black sword? It can defeat all the sword intentions of the third elder with one sword!"

"I can't see through it, I can't see through it! This sword is so mysterious that no one but me can understand it!"

"I seem to have seen similar rumors about this sword from some ancient book... This sword seems to be... it seems to be... something..."

The three Qixu were shocked by the power of the black sword and chattered non-stop.

Only the man in red, with shock flashing through his blood pupils, clenched his soft palms and said,

"This is the Taoist soldier of the artistic conception. It is recorded in ancient books that only monks who have mastered the second step of the artistic conception can, when the artistic conception is perfect, condense the power of the artistic conception into a soldier of the Taoist Tao. They have great magical power."

"What, what! This black sword is a Taoist weapon! This means that the artistic conception that Zhou Ming understood this time is the second-step virtual artistic conception, and when he transformed into a god, he cultivated the artistic conception to a perfect state!"

"The second step of artistic conception! No matter what the second step of artistic conception is that this son has understood, there are few people in the Nine Realms who have understood the second step of artistic conception. Even in the Four Heavenly Realm, there are absolutely no people who can understand the second step of artistic conception.

Most of them are true immortals!”

"The artistic conception is perfect! Generally speaking, only the Taixu old monster can cultivate to the perfect artistic conception and fully understand the word "Xu". This person has not yet practiced Xu, the artistic conception is perfect, and his future is limitless!"

The eyes of the three Qiuxu showed deep shock.

Zhou Chen half-knelt on the ground, the sadness in his eyes gradually dissipated, revealing a trace of decadence.

"My little friend not only took my sword, but also used my backhand sword to destroy all my artistic conceptions. In terms of the strength of my artistic conception alone, I lost to my little friend... Later I will fetch 40 hundred thousand year elixirs and give them to

Little friend, please wait a moment, I will give up my arm first and apologize to the young lady."

"No need, go get the medicine quickly!" Hong Yi's words were cold, his eyes were unhappy and impatient.

She never said that she wanted to cut off Zhou Chen's arm. Zhou Chen was just talking about it.

"Uh..." Zhou Chen's eyes were startled and he was confused.

In those days, if anyone in red clothes disobeyed his orders, he would be killed, even if an arm was cut off, it would be light.

Today's Hongyi is actually considerate of his subordinates, which is really surprising.

"The master's personality...has changed!" Zhou Chen looked worried, hoping that the change in Hong Yi's personality would be for the better.

Looking at Ning Fan again, Zhou Chen sighed deeply.

Ning Fan swallowed his sorrow and formed a black sword weapon, which really shocked Zhou Chen.

"This child is valuable for the master to recruit with all his strength, and he is qualified to obtain the 100,000-year elixir! In the future, he will definitely be a powerful aid for the master's revenge!"
Chapter completed!