Li Nian's hand hurt a little. The eighth-level phantom was very powerful. Of course, Li Nian didn't use all his strength.
On the other hand, Xiao Beiqiu, who came up from the first floor and endured the noise of thousands of sword sounds, could withstand eight swords at the same time and defeated the phantom on the seventh floor. His strength was quite good.
It's a pity that this person has a big mouth, is arrogant, and lets Li Nian get married indiscriminately.
at this time.
Li Nian stood on the ninth floor, the space was very quiet, and he showed a solemn look.
The strength of the eighth-level phantom is very close to the oracle realm. Based on this assumption, the ninth-level phantom must be a genuine oracle.
Li Nian could just try to see if he in the Linghua realm could kill Yufa.
At this time, a group of light appeared in front, and a figure walked out of the light. He had a high ponytail, a short beard, and a loose sword robe. He looked slovenly like a wandering swordsman, but his eyes revealed a trace of incompetence.
Sharp.
"Mirror image."
Li Nian was stunned. This was not a real person, but a mirror image clone left behind through magic.
The mirror image possesses the master's current cultivation level and all combat skills.
When he saw those eyes, Li Nian knew that this mirror image was very powerful.
"Wushuang." The mirror said two words lightly and signed up for his number.
"The mirror image of the first generation of unparalleled sword masters."
Li Nian's solemnity became stronger and stronger.
Sudden.
The Wushuang Sword Master raised his arm and suddenly thrust his sword forward, his shadow distorted into shape.
"God walks."
Li Nian did not dare to look down upon him. This was a true master of the law, and he was an existence with extreme strength.
He dodged with one step, and his broken hair fell from Li Nian's face. The sword was so fast and dangerous.
However, before Li Nian could respond, the Wushuang Sword Master turned around and struck again with his sword.
A "chi" sound.
The clothes on Li Nian's chest were cut open by the sharp edge, leaving a thin line of blood.
Then, the Wushuang Sword Master's swords were faster and faster than the other, and his attacks were like a rainbow. Li Nian used the Divine Walk, but he was unable to dodge all the attacks, and more and more wounds were made on his body.
"What an unparalleled sword master, he lives up to the name of unparalleled swordsman."
Li Nianzan shouted, and his bloodline exploded with murderous power. Wisps of black mist enveloped his body. His breath was as cold as a god of death, and he immediately forced the Wushuang Sword Master back.
The sword of this unparalleled sword master was not so fast that it was unstoppable, but each sword swing carried a huge pressure, and the sword was overwhelming. As a result, Li Nian had no choice but to catch it, and he fell into the opponent's rhythm.
.
This is the will of martial arts and the symbol of the realm of law.
Sword cultivation is the sword intention.
The unparalleled sword master released his sword intention and controlled Li Nian.
At this moment, the Wushuang Sword Master showed a ferocious smile and rushed forward, stabbing with sword light.
Li Nian released the murderous nature of his blood, and power surged continuously in his blood. He felt a sense of fullness all over his body. He also showed a sinister smile, gathered his energy into a sword, flashed the black light in his hand, and slashed forward.
Dang Dang Dang Dang!
On the ninth floor of the sword tower, the sound of fierce iron striking could be heard all the time.
Li Nian was immersed in killing, and his strikes became faster and heavier. His strength, speed and reaction were all greatly improved.
However, the Wushuang Sword Master is also improving, steadily suppressing Li Nian. It seems that if Li Nian continues to improve endlessly, the Wushuang Sword Master can do the same.
"Buzz."
A divine aura emerged from Li Nian's heart, and he regained his senses after being immersed in the killing.
Only then did Li Nian realize that he had fallen into the trap set by the Wushuang Sword Master and entered an endless loop. If he continued to fight, Li Nian's body would sooner or later collapse due to the murderous violence.
But at this time, the sword of the Wushuang Sword Master seemed to have slowed down, and the will of the sword that enveloped Li Nian appeared to be weak.
"What's going on?" Li Nian distanced himself and looked into the eyes of the Wushuang Sword Master.
As if he thought of something, he dispersed all his murderous intent and began to circulate the holy light of his heart.
For a moment, the black mist on Li Nian's body disappeared, glowing with light, and his temperament also changed. Against the light, his facial features became more handsome, and his whole body was filled with a sacred aura.
"Come again." The black sword in Li Nian's hand turned into a sword of light, and he raised the sword to kill.
Although his movements, speed, and strength are not as good as before.
But at this moment, the Wushuang Sword Master also weakened, and the two sides once again maintained an evenly matched state. In other words, the Wushuang Sword Master had a slight advantage over Li Nian.
This battle lasts only one day.
During this period, if Li Nian explodes with murderous intent, the Wushuang Sword Master will become violent. On the contrary, if Li Nian activates the power of light, the Wushuang Sword Master will weaken part of his strength.
"I see."
Li Nian finally understood.
The Wushuang Sword Master is training him and guiding him, allowing him to more perfectly control the two innate magical powers.
With such a strong opponent as a sparring partner, Li Nian was able to freely switch between the violent and light forms, and the two yin and yang fish of the heart, black and white, entered into an incomparable tacit understanding.
One thought is darkness.
One thought is light,
Until, Li Nianshuang mastered the sword and activated the power of light and violence at the same time. He used the light sword in his left hand and the black sword in his right hand. His hair was also dyed black and white by spiritual power, and he slashed out with both swords.
boom!
The two streams of swords, black and white, merged and formed a rushing river, which was unstoppable and rushed towards the unparalleled sword master.
The sword light in the Wushuang Sword Master's hand skyrocketed, turning into a mighty rainbow, and fell with one sword.
boom!
The next moment, the sword light was submerged by the black and white torrent, and with a bang, the Wushuang Sword Master was hit.
"Thank you, senior." Li Nian bowed solemnly.
The mirror image of the Wushuang Sword Master suddenly shattered into a sky full of stars.
"Huh." Li Nian exhaled a breath of turbid air, stretched out his palms, looked at the black and white sword light flowing in his palms, and felt full of gratitude to the Wushuang Sword Master in his heart.
He mastered both magical powers perfectly.
And this time.
The ninth floor also undergoes changes.
The scattered starlight actually came back together to form a new mirror image.
Li Nian looked at the mirror image and was shocked.
The face of this mirror image is exactly the same as Li Nian.
Li Nian replaced the Wushuang Sword Master and became the guardian of the ninth floor.
Looking at the black and white sword light flashing in the mirror's hand, Li Nian's mouth moved slightly, not knowing whether he should be happy or sad for the disciples of the Wushuang Sword Sect.
Boom!
A huge light door appeared, and the tenth floor of the Wushuang Tower opened.
Li Nian turned around and disappeared into the light door.
now!
Outside the sword tower.
Countless disciples looked at the Wushuang Tower in shock, seeing that the eternally dark tenth floor was overflowing with a dazzling light. At this moment, the entire Wushuang Sword Sect was boiling.
"On the tenth floor, someone broke in."
"Go and find out who broke into the Wushuang Tower today."
"There is no need to check. Senior Brother Xiao Beiqiu has been in the tower for three months. The light on the tenth floor today must be caused by Senior Brother Xiao."
"Senior Brother Xiao is a god and a role model for our generation."
Countless disciples clenched their fists in excitement, and the entire sect was in a state of shock.
In front of the main hall, a row of elders and deacons looked at the Wushuang Tower from a distance, their eyes full of relief.
Sect Master Niu's eyes were red and he was moved to tears. His beloved disciple Xiao Beiqiu stepped into the tenth floor of the legendary sword tower. This time he was finally able to see with his own eyes the treasure of the mountain, the unparalleled sword.
Listening to the noisy movement outside the palace, Chongqing raised the corner of his mouth and calmly poured himself a cup of tea.