The Best Policy Is to Run

From Chen Fan's perspective, the phantom of a black heavy sword emerged within his Sword Domain.

This was not the sword's physical form, but the outward manifestation of the power of Sword Intent.

One of those hundred Sword Intents! Chen Fan's eyes flashed.

Over a hundred Sword Intents stood guard within his Sword Domain, yet only a small number of them could still be activated by him.

But observing Wei Dong's Sword Intent had stirred something within him, allowing him at this moment to truly grasp the power of this particular Sword Intent.

"This is the Unsharpened Sword Intent. Its underlying philosophy has points both overlapping and differing from Wei Dong's sword path..." Chen Fan raised his brows and carefully sensed the power of this Sword Intent, a flicker of delight crossing his face.

His Myriad Swords Sword Intent inherently needed to absorb inspiration from different sword arts in order to improve.

Though it would still take a long time before he could master every Sword Intent and break through to the next layer of Sword Domain, he had already gained enormously!

Just as Chen Fan was rejoicing inwardly—

"Ah!"

A true disciple suddenly let out a miserable scream.

Chen Fan swept out with his divine sense and saw a young martial artist in azure robes less than a hundred zhang away. The man clutched his face with both hands, his expression twisted in agony, as his Dao Domain directly collapsed.

Arrows streaked across the ground. Without the protection of a Dao Domain, those flying arrows arrived in an instant, turning him into a porcupine in the blink of an eye.

He fell to the ground.

Then dense swarms of Earth Yakshas pounced upon him, devouring his body completely in moments.

Not even bones remained.

"Junior Brother Yu!"

Someone cried