[Welcome a veteran back, haha, I wish the baby good health, I also wish you a successful career, and cultivate a generation of geniuses, hehe]
Remove the harvest in the fifth floor.
Xiaoyao can also obtain four skills from the sword pavilion. Xiaoyao carefully selected these four skills, and finally chose one Xuan-level intermediate body skill and one Xuan-level low-level auxiliary skill. As for the Huang-level skills
Fa Ta just randomly selected a few and chose to leave Jiange.
At his current level, the Huang-level skills could no longer keep up with him, so he didn't choose carefully.
But he chose the body and auxiliary exercises carefully.
For the movement technique, he chose [Shadow Step]. Compared with the original Shadow Step, both the basics and the effect have been improved by several levels, and this technique is also good at close-range dodge effects. The original seventeenth
After the transformation of the level-1 Shadow Step, the current Shadow Step level has also reached the thirteenth level.
As for auxiliary classes.
It is a technique called [Rampage].
This technique can form a group of extremely violent profound energy in the sea of qi. When performing sword moves, it can be stimulated at the same time to double the attack effect. It is considered a good technique.
"It's time to go."
Xiaoyao smiled.
This trip to the Jiange Pavilion has been a bountiful harvest. He plans to enter the Tianxie Cave to practice hard for seven days after leaving the Jiange Pavilion, striving to improve the Xie Yue Sword Manual by a few points. By then, he can relax and accept the sect's mission.
, thereby accumulating a large number of contribution points and assisting in improving one's own strength.
"Ding!"
"Do you want to leave the Evil Moon Sword Pavilion?"
"yes!"
The system sound fell, and illusions flashed before Xiaoyao's eyes.
Outside the Evil Moon Sword Pavilion, players thousands of meters high gathered here. Their eyes were all focused on the red banner that poured straight down from the Evil Moon Sword Pavilion.
Envy.
admire.
frightened
Various complicated expressions appeared in their eyes. Each of them looked at these few words and understood in their hearts that from today on, Xiaoyao has firmly established himself as a core disciple. At least, in terms of strength, he has reached
A level that only core disciples can reach.
The fifth floor of Jiange!
This is an honor that only belongs to the core disciples so far!
All eyes were focused, and the small bluestone square outside Xie Yue Sword Pavilion suddenly became distorted. A large number of eyes were immediately cast on it. When they saw the figure that was gradually becoming clearer, their eyes flickered.
Xiaoyao's figure gradually became clearer.
Seeing the familiar environment again, his happy and calm look suddenly became indifferent.
The players in front of me spread out from under the cliff. As far as the eye can see, there are players everywhere, and their eyes are focused on themselves, and the complexity in their eyes is completely displayed in front of them.
His brows furrowed slightly.
A huge red banner fell from the sword pavilion, and Xiaoyao couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
It turned out that it was his own fault.
His expression was slightly cold, and he didn't like the atmosphere of being surrounded by thousands of people. With a flash of his body, he flew directly down the cliff, intending to leave this area and go to the Tianxie Cave.
"Xiaoyao!"
"I want to challenge you to see if you are qualified to become a core disciple!!"
"Do you dare or not?!"
The sound of arrogant drinking suddenly came from a distance, causing Xiaoyao's hurried figure to stop abruptly.
Countless sucking sounds continued, resounding throughout the world in an instant. Looking at the place where the sound came from, one after another looked at the place where the sound came from, just in time to see a strong figure in black robes shooting from a high mountain in the distance, with mysterious energy all over his body.
diffuse.
"It's Fuyang!"
"The most powerful person among the elite disciples!"
The sound of exclamation suddenly sounded.
Xiaoyao turned his head indifferently and looked at the man who was approaching quickly. He was slightly surprised by the exclamation in his ears. Looking at the man whose body was two meters away and full of powerful explosive power, it was difficult to reconcile with him.
The name Yang' reminds me of something. But since the other party can successfully challenge the fourth level of Jiange, and is the first among the elite disciples, Xiaoyao does not dare to underestimate him with such a name.
"reason!"
Thousands of eyes came to look at it, including those who were curious, those who watched the excitement, and those who observed the happy reactions.
In front of these thousands of meters of Evil Moon Sword Sect disciples, Xiaoyao knew that at this time, he could no longer tolerate retreating. Even if he didn't want to fight, for the sake of the mission of the chief disciple, for the identity of the core disciple, and for the pride in his heart, he would
I will never choose to retreat at this time.
if that happened.
Then he is no longer happy!
Raising his brows slightly, Xiaoyao stared at Fuyang, who was shooting ten meters in front of him, and said indifferently: "I am a core disciple, and you are just an elite disciple. If you want to challenge me, just give me a reason to accept!"
Fu Yang stepped towards him, and the surrounding players avoided him one after another.
With Xiaoyao and Fuyang as the center, a field with a radius of 100 meters was instantly cleared.
"reason?"
"I only know that if you cannot convince me of your strength, it will be an insult to your identity as a core disciple!"
"You dare to fight, or you still don't dare to fight, I'll just give you a break!"
Fuyan's voice was loud, and when he heard Xiaoyao's words, a look of impatience suddenly appeared on his face. A huge broad sword was held in his hand and rotated violently in the air, making a whooshing sound.
"It doesn't seem like I was ordered here."
Xiaoyao looked around and landed on Fuyang's face.
Fu Yang's strong body has a simple and honest face, and his eyes are clear without any haze, which makes Xiao Yao feel suspicious. He has seen many people, and he has learned the art of looking at faces, and Fu Yang's expression in front of him is natural.
, there was no pretense at all, and it was completely unlike what I originally thought, but it was someone else who ordered me to do it.
"good!"
"bring it on!"
Thinking of this, Xiaoyao suddenly lost all vigilance, holding a long sword in his hand, and said calmly.
"This is so refreshing!"
"Come and take this sword from me!"
While laughing, Fuyan's right foot stomped on the ground in vain, and his whole body exploded with a roar. The speed of the explosion was so fast that Xiaoyao's pupils shrank instantly.
The figure disappeared, and the next moment he appeared in front of his eyes, a huge sword rolled through the air and whizzed down.
right.
Just smash it!
The sword that was supposed to be nimble was like a heavy weapon in Fu Yang's hands. He didn't think of it as a sword at all, but more like an ax or a hammer.
Before anyone arrived, a surging force was already roaring violently.
The wild profound energy was centered on Fu Yang, like the sound of thunder on the ground, and the powerful impact swept all around in an instant. A large number of players quickly retreated with slight changes in their expressions, but their eyes were fixed on the center of the battle. No one
I will choose to leave, because a battle of this level can be called a top-notch battle.
In front of a mountain palace beyond the cliff, three figures stood facing the wind.
Their eyes were cold and they looked here with a smile.
Whoosh~
The giant sword struck, and Xiaoyao felt a strong wind blow against his face. As his body flashed, his feet turned into heavy afterimages and fluttered. The long sword was unsheathed, and the sword body dragged the giant sword, making the sound of gold and iron clashing.
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal.
Xuan Ye's sword intent penetrated the long sword, causing the entire long sword to glow with light blue fluorescent light.
Fuyang's strength is worthy of being the number one among the elite disciples. Every time Xiaoyao comes into contact with his sword, he can feel the wild sword energy blowing from the opponent's sword, like a huge wave, rolling endlessly.
However, with the simultaneous practice of Shadow Step, Xie Yue Sword Manual, and Xuan Ye's Sword Intent, Xiaoyao was concentrated, but still had a trace of strength left.
Zhengzheng~!
The long swords met each other quickly, and every time the giant sword struck, it was driven by Xiaoyao Shadow Step, and then the huge force was released.
The more Fuyang beats, the more frustrated he becomes.
Xiaoyao's own strength has a certain advantage compared to him. When the two swords came into contact, there was also a huge force hitting his arm. Coupled with the shadow step, every time he felt that he was about to hit Xiaoyao,
It was a dangerous avoidance. The profound energy in his body was rapidly depleted, making him look extremely depressed.
“Don’t hide if you have the guts!!”
"Wind!"
While shouting loudly, Fuyang said angrily, his giant sword roared and swung, crushing directly towards Xiaoyao's waist.
The hurricane suddenly exploded, as if the ropes of restraint were strongly hindering Xiaoyao's Shadow Steps. His expression turned cold, and he instantly decided to use his strength to control the force.
"Rampage!"
"Xuan Ye Sword Intent!"
Two forces in the sea of qi rushed towards the long sword at the same time. Without being aware of it, a wisp of evil breath also rushed into the long sword, causing the long sword that was originally glowing with light blue fluorescent light to be stained with the color of black swamp.
Light.
Zheng!!!
The two swords collided suddenly, and a violent impact exploded where the two swords met.
Xiaoyao's body trembled and he took a step back. His hands were shaking and suddenly dozens of pieces split open and fell on the ground.
Fuyang on the other side even took three or four steps back.
Both feet stomped loudly.
"drink!"
While drinking lightly, Fuyan stepped backwards with his right foot, smashing the entire ground into pieces. His arms trembled slightly, as if they had lost their strength, and were limp. He raised his head, gasping for air, and his eyes were
Staring at Xiaoyao closely, a smile of admiration suddenly appeared on his face: "I lost!"
"Xiaoyao, your strength has won my respect. You are qualified to become a core disciple!"
"However, I will come to find you again!"
With a silly smile, Fuyang directly picked up the giant sword in his hand and walked through the dispersed crowd without turning his head. However, players approaching could still tell from his trembling right arm that he was not relaxed.
Xiaoyao slowly stopped his hand.
The pieces of the long sword were scattered, reflecting the sunlight, glowing with a faint and dazzling light.
"A rare honest man."
He fixedly looked at Fu Yang who turned to leave, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, muttered before turning around and turning into an afterimage and leaving the area.
…
"Fuyang lost!"
"But Xiaoyao's long sword was also shattered, so who won in the end?!"
"Idiot! Didn't you see that Xiaoyao's long sword is just a second-level advanced weapon? How could it not be destroyed by that collision?!"
"..."
As the two people left, there were exclamations of surprise.
Everyone was talking among themselves, feeling envious or even admiring the strength of the two men, but no matter what the final discussion was, they all understood that after this battle, Xiaoyao's strength has been confirmed. He has the strength of a core disciple, at least, even
Even the top elite disciple is no match for him!
Excitement filled everyone's face. Perhaps in the next period of time, the details of this battle will spread to the entire Evil Moon Territory from their mouths. And Xiaoyao's name will also spread once again.
At the top of the mountain in the distance.
Yue Yao's expression turned cold. He stared at the many Evil Moon Sword Sect disciples who were talking and refusing to disperse. He said to Mu Yun and Ye San who were equally cold next to him: "Stronger than Fu Yang, but stronger
It’s limited, and there’s still a gap between him and you two, so I don’t know if he has any other tricks that he hasn’t used yet.”
"Do you understand what to do next?"
"Um!"
The two nodded solemnly.
The moon demon smiled strangely and disappeared in a flash.
