Such crazy sword intent! Seeing this sword, Ling Chuxi naturally thought of the sword technique of the Gong Xi clan that was either life or death. However, the sword in front of her was even crazier than the sword of the Gong Xi clan.
Be more ruthless and leave absolutely no room for maneuver.
Fortunately, Ling Chuxi had already had the experience of fighting against the Gongxi clan. Ling Chuxi knew that she must not retreat at this time. Once she retreated, she would be greeted by a wave of fatal blows like a tidal wave.
Ling Chuxi raised her long sword high, shouted a clear rebuke, and with the determination to move forward, she slashed with all her strength with one sword. Under the martial arts core that was fully activated, Ling Chuxi struggled to find the weakest point in the opponent's sword style.
The two swords intersected, and a burst of fire broke out. Amidst the invisible power, Ling Chuxi took several steps back before steadying her body.
However, the momentum of the opponent's sword was also completely neutralized. The man's sword was still raised high and stopped in mid-air, but he never moved again. He was silent for a moment, slowly took back the sword, put it on his shoulder, and turned around.
What does this mean? Ling Chuxi was completely confused.
Although he was in a semi-illusory soul state and could not feel tired, after these two fights, Ling Chuxi used all his strength to destroy the martial arts core, and his mental power was greatly consumed, and he felt a sense of collapse as if his consciousness was scattered.
No! Ling Chuxi suddenly realized a problem. Whether in a dream or in a soul state, spiritual consciousness is equivalent to life. Once the mental power is exhausted, life will come to an end.
Before she could think of a countermeasure, another long sword flashed thousands of frosty plum blossoms, covering the sky and the earth. This sword was not as strange as the first sword, nor as fierce as the second sword, but it was ever-changing and wonderful.
It was not over yet, but there was still a wheel battle, and Ling Chuxi almost cursed.
Looking at the simple and beautiful sword shadow, Ling Chuxi's mind flashed and she remembered where she had seen this sword before.
Isn't this sword, and the previous two swords, the ancient swords in the Sword Tomb?
Could it be that what he faced first was the sword intent left over from the lifelong secrets of those ancient masters?
But, how could they appear, and how could they fight with him one by one? Could it be that the test is not over yet, and he is really not dead yet? A light flashed in Ling Chuxi's mind.
"You are indeed not dead yet, and the test is indeed not over yet." The old voice came to my ears again.
"Senior, didn't you say that only one sword can pass the test? What's going on?" Ling Chuxi yelled first.
"It is indeed just a sword, but there is a universe within a sword. The sword intention left by these ancient warriors is all in that sword of mine." The voice said.
Ling Chuxi finally breathed a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, she was still alive. However, listening to this person's words, it sounded like a swindler.
It is said that a sword has its own universe. The sword intention left by ancient warriors is all in a sword. Isn't that endless?
"As long as you can withstand the sword intent left by these ancient warriors, you will truly pass my test." The man continued.
"You mean, the sword intent left by more than 7,000 ancient warriors?" Ling Chuxi's mind buzzed. Although in this illusory dream-like soul state, there is no true energy or innate vitality.
There is a huge gap in strength, but it is precisely because of this reason that their sword intent can be used to its fullest. Just the two previous sword intents consumed a lot of her mental energy. If such a round-robin battle ends, I am afraid that the gods will
Consciousness will turn into nothingness.
In Ling Chuxi's heart, ten thousand grass and mud horses roared past.