Ren Yixun stepped over the stairs to the second floor of the "Inner Gate Hall". As soon as he stepped on the deck on the second floor, a familiar figure appeared in front of Ren Yixun. The figure was nothing else, but the female monk "Han Fei" who had fought on the first floor.

"Well. Why are you?" Ren Yixun looked at the figure, and a look of surprise flashed through his eyes.

"Well. It's me. I'm the first to eighth floors in this tower, but the last floor is not me, but a very powerful man. No one in the inner courtyard has been able to surpass him in the realm of the transport realm. He is the first person in the realm of the transport realm." Han Fei nodded slightly, and a complex look appeared on his face.

I think Han Fei also had a sense of heroism in his heart, but that heroism was nothing in front of the strong man.

"Well, who is he?" Hearing that the other party was the first person in the transportation realm, Ren Yixun's curiosity was immediately aroused.

"You want to know, when you go up to the ninth floor, go and ask him yourself. But you have to remember that this tower has realm limitations. If you pass the transport realm and become a warrior in the Zhoutian realm, you will not be able to enter." Han Fei did not directly answer Ren Yixun, but handed the question to Ren Yixun and let Ren Yixun explore it himself.

"Okay. Then I understand." After hearing Han Fei's words, a curiosity suddenly echoed in Ren Yixun's heart.

But Ren Yixun didn't know that this was Han Fei's invisible encouragement to Ren Yixun to move forward.

"Well. Then let's start. Weapons can be used after this tower, so you have to be careful." After Han Fei said that, he saw a blood-colored sword appearing in his hand.

I saw the red sword in my hand, coupled with Han Fei's beautiful body, which immediately gave her some beautiful wheels and beautiful illusions.

"Come on." Ren Yixun also shouted, and there was an extra black iron sword in his hand. The black iron sword was in his hand, and Ren Yixun waved a sword towards him, "Sword Sweeping Snow City". The sword light flew from bottom to top, piercing Han Fei's arm.

"A red light appeared." Han Fei slashed down with a sword, and the red light was eye-catching. It was the Zhenwu Hall Xuan-level low-level sword technique "Guanhong Sword". This sword technique originally provided for external practice seemed extremely exquisite in Han Fei's hands, and even the time to swing was appropriate, which made Ren Yixun himself applaud.

The two swords of "Keng" intersected, and Han Fei swung two more swords. The surging blood behind him turned into thin red light, just like the sun in the evening, emitting a gorgeous light.

"What a superb sword technique." Seeing Han Fei using his sword to flow, Ren Yixun didn't plan to resist. He used the "Flowing Cloud Step" under his feet to cooperate with the "White Crane Stretching Wings" in the "Qingfeng Sword Technique" and flew out. His speed was not slow at all, avoiding the sword light he was swept away.

"Huh" Han Fei's eyes showed a look of surprise, and then he stepped towards Ren Yixun and forced him again. Han Fei only thought that Ren Yixun was good at swordsmanship, but he didn't know that Ren Yixun had the power of peeping and perspective, so he made plans when Han Fei changed the wind of the sword.

"The long rainbow penetrates the sun." Han Fei took a step forward, his whole body was filled with blood, and a dazzling light turned behind him. A splendid light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he stabbed towards Ren Yixun.

"Good here. See which of us is better." Looking at Han Fei who was pricking straight up, Ren Yixun's eyes narrowed, and he stepped on his feet, and blood was swelling all over his body, and a phantom of a dragon appeared behind him. The phantom wrapped Ren Yixun in it. The sword light in his hand hit Han Fei in front with a stroke, which was the strongest move in the "Qingfeng Sword Technique".

"The Qinglong Futian."

The power of this sword is no less than the "Changhong Guanri" in Han Fei's hands. In addition, Ren Yixun intended it, and saw the sharp sword light roaring out, splitting Han Fei's body in half, turning into scattered red light, and disappearing.

And behind Ren Yixun, a red light sounded, and it was Han Fei who had recovered. Then he heard Han Fei's voice and said, "You have passed the test."

"Thank you." Ren Yixun bowed slightly, left a strand of essence and blood, and then walked up.

On the third floor of the inner gate hall, Ren Yixun saw Han Fei again. The figure did not explain too much. He expressed his position as soon as he came up and began to fight.

"Thirteen Swords of the Dragon Snake." Ren Yixun stepped out, and the blood qi in his body turned into a blood snake twisting all over the sky.

There were nine blood snakes all over the sky, twisting in the void. Although Ren Yixun had not yet achieved great success in the "Thirteen Swords of the Dragon Snake", the phantom of the nine-headed head was already terrifying.

Moreover, this was the result of Ren Yixun's hard practice for two months.

"Hmph, the dragon snake is wrapped around." Ren Yixun stabbed out with another sword, then put away the sword light in his hand, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. Han Fei's strength was really terrifying, one layer higher than another, one layer more terrifying, and the attack made Ren Yixun both passive and difficult, and his blood and energy were extremely weak.

Fortunately, the other party had a strong blood and energy will, so Ren Yixun finally broke through. After taking two beast cave pills and four vital energy pills on the spot, Ren Yixun stepped on the stairs on the fourth floor. The fourth floor of the "Inner Gate Hall" represents the strength of the fourth level of the transport realm.

When Ren Yixun's figure appeared, Han Fei's figure appeared again. The blood on her body became even more terrifying, like a beast in the prehistoric world, containing terrible power.

"Yes." Ren Yixun used his peeping power to look at the blood and qi pulse points in Han Fei's body. He couldn't help but startle Ren Yixun and actually opened 420 pulse points and eleven blood lines. There were 100 pulse points more than Ren Yixun's "Pengshe Movement", which was simply a comparison of intermediate "movement".

"Well, you can start using transport or gifted magical powers on this tower. The transport I practiced is "Bird Movement", which has the ability to attract minds, and my talented magical powers are "whirlwind". Then, let's start." Han Fei said indifferently, and then his eyes became extremely fierce.

"Come on." Han Fei was the tester in the tower, and it was not surprising that he had announced his strength in advance. Ren Yixun looked solemn and took out the "Dragon Spike" from the space bag. When the inscription of the formation was opened, the mysterious-level "Dragon Spike" began to shine with dazzling light.

"Transporting magical powers, confusion." As the words fell, a petite blurred shadow appeared behind Han Fei. From a distance, you can see the pattern of a bird row, which is like a turtle dove, with a slender tail, and its mouth opens and makes a sweet chirping.

And that sound penetrates the heart.

Ren Yixun's body shook slightly, as if he was about to fall into a trance.

At this moment, Han Fei's body was flying high, and the surging blood burst out with terrible fluctuations around her as the center. Behind her, a bird's figure appeared. With the huge wings slapped, a whirlwind gushed out of Han Fei's body and rolled towards Ren Yixun.

It seemed as if it was about to cut through the void, and it made a "hiss", which seemed extremely terrifying.
Chapter completed!