As time passed by, Lin Chen and the others seemed more nervous than Nangong Han and Xiaoman themselves, and they all stared at the sword's edge.
Now Xiaoman has reached a height of more than 700 feet, and Nangonghan stopped when he reached a height of 900 feet.
Speaking of which, naturally the higher you go, the better. It would be best if you can reach the top of the peak, but nine hundred feet is already very high, and it does not mean that you will be able to successfully retrieve the sword if you go up to it. You also have to pass the test of the sword.
Just fine.
But Nangong Han stayed for a few minutes and then continued walking upward.
Nine hundred and twenty feet…
Nine hundred and thirty feet…
Nine hundred and fifty feet…
Nangong Han stopped again.
Xiaoman was already close to 900 feet. She gritted her teeth and continued walking up. Finally, she stopped when she was close to 920 feet. There were fine beads of sweat on her forehead. It was obvious that she was almost reaching the limit.
She looked up and saw that she had reached the top of the mountain less than a hundred feet away. She paused for a while, then finally stopped going up and started looking for a suitable sword.
A sword intent came over. This sword intent was not too overbearing, but it hid endless murderous intent. Xiaoman's face turned pale. He turned his head and saw a sword stuck on the stone wall. Two-thirds of the sword had not penetrated the stone wall.
In the middle, the exposed sword body exudes a light blue halo.
Xiaoman calmed down and walked towards the sword.
The closer they got, the stronger the sword intent became. Finally, they came to the stone wall. Taking a deep breath, Xiaoman slowly stretched out his hand to hold the sword hilt.
Just as the palm of the hand touched the hilt of the sword, a strong light suddenly bloomed from the sword. The light blue light reflected Xiaoman's pale face. Her dress moved automatically without wind, her hair was flying, and her body was painted blue.
Brilliant, her face turned even paler, and large drops of sweat fell from her forehead.
"She's getting her sword!"
Luo Yu's eyes fell in Xiaoman's direction. Although they were hundreds of feet away and even a monk could not see the specific situation clearly, the light blue sword light could still be seen clearly.
Several people were even more nervous. It was the most critical time to retrieve the sword. Whether they could successfully retrieve the sword depended on this last moment.
After staying for nearly ten minutes, Nangong Han suddenly raised his feet and continued walking upward.
"He's still going up!"
Sun Zhengyang squinted his eyes and looked at Nangong Han's position.
Nine hundred and fifty feet, is he really going to reach the top?
Nangong Han's steps were slower than before, but he still walked upward firmly.
Nine hundred and sixty feet…
Nine hundred and seventy feet…
They were almost reaching the peak. Although Nangong Han was walking slowly, he had no intention of stopping.
Xiaoman tightened his grip on the sword hilt.
laugh!
The sword blade retreated a few centimeters, the sword's light became brighter, and Xiaoman's face became paler, but a little more joyful.
Then the scoffing sound continued, the sword retreated outward little by little, and the two words on the sword were also revealed, Biyue!
Sword name: Biyue.
Nangong Han finally reached the top of the peak and began to look for the famous sword. His figure was also obscured by the mountains, and the people at the bottom of the peak could not even see his blurry figure.
Xiaoman had already received the approval of the Blue Moon Sword, successfully retrieved the sword, and began to walk down the peak.
"Xiaoman succeeded!"
Everyone was overjoyed. Although she failed to reach the top in the end, the height of more than 900 feet was already very rare. The grade of the sword was definitely not bad. Even if it did not reach the level of Chi Lian, it should be almost the same.
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Soon, the mood of several people became tense again. Nangong Han had not succeeded in taking the sword, but now he could not be seen, and he did not know what the situation was.
Xiaoman was attacked by the sword intent, his true energy was consumed a lot, and he also suffered internal injuries. When he came down, his steps were very slow.
Xingtong wanted to go up and take Xiaoman down, but was stopped by Sun Zhengyang.
Sun Zhengyang said: "Let her come down by herself, so that she can be fully recognized by the famous sword, and it will be beneficial to her sword heart."
Xingtong didn't go up. Although Xiaoman's condition didn't look good, she had successfully retrieved the sword and there should be no problem coming down.
After half an hour, Xiao Man finally reached the bottom of the peak, and several people hurriedly greeted him.
"Xiaoman, how are you?"
Xing Tong asked eagerly.
A smile appeared on Xiaoman's pale face: "Saint, I'm fine."
Sun Zhengyang took out a pill and asked Xiaoman to take it, and then said to Xingtong: "Take her back to rest first."
Xiaoman looked at the top, but Nangong Han was nowhere to be seen. She knew that Xingtong must also be worried. She shook her head and said, "I'm fine. Let's go together when Mr. Nangong comes down."
"Then sit down and take a rest first."
Xingtong helped Xiaoman sit down.
"Half an hour has passed. Is Brother Nangong in any danger?"
Luo Yu said a little worriedly. There has been no movement at the top of the mountain for such a long time. Even though these two people often quarrel, if they really encounter something, it is really true. The two of them belong to this kind of relationship, Luo Yu.
He must not want to see anything happen to Nangong Han.
"How about I go up and have a look."
Lin Chen couldn't hold it any longer. It didn't take long for Xiaoman to take the sword. Now that Xiaoman has come down, Nangong Han hasn't reacted at all. He said he was lying if he said he wasn't worried.
The top of the peak is also the area with the strongest sword intent. Although Nangong Han reaches the top of the peak, he may not be able to successfully retrieve the sword. After all, the higher the grade of the sword, the more difficult it will be to retrieve the sword.
Everyone was worried. Even Sun Zhengyang was a little unsure. Logically speaking, it shouldn't take that long to get a sword.
However, having said that, going up to look for someone will also face danger. As long as you get on the sword's edge, you will be attacked by the sword's will. If Nangong Han really has an accident, even if Lin Chen goes up, he may not be able to bring him down safely.
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And even if Lin Chen now has the cultivation level of the Sixth Realm, he can't fly directly to the top of the peak. No one can fly directly to the top of Jianfeng Peak, otherwise he will be directly torn into pieces by the sword. He has to go up slowly.
Go ahead and get used to it slowly.
At this time, Lin Chen didn't care so much anymore.
He was about to go up to the sword's edge when suddenly a strong sword light lit up on the top of the mountain.
"It's that kid. He successfully took out the sword."
Sun Zhengyang was the first to discover Nangong Han's figure.
Lin Chen also stopped and looked towards the peak. Sure enough, the sword light slowly dimmed and a blurry figure came into view. Who else could be on the peak now besides Nangong Han.
Nangong Han successfully retrieved the sword and began to walk slowly down the peak.
When going down the mountain, Nangong Han walked even slower than Xiao Man.
Under the sword edge, several people's eyes were fixed on the figure above the sword edge.
After more than half an hour, Nangong Han finally descended to the bottom of the peak. There was a sword in his hand. This sword looked a bit primitive and the sword body was a bit dim, but no one would underestimate this sword. Everyone started to look down on it.
The sharp sword intent can be felt on this sword. Since this sword is inserted at the top of the mountain, it must have something extraordinary.
Several people also saw the name of this sword: Chengying.
Nangong Han's face looked much worse than Xiaoman's. It was obvious that his injuries were more serious than Xiaoman's.
Sun Zhengyang also gave Nangong Han a pill.
Don't be careless about internal injuries caused by sword intent. If not treated in time, it is likely to leave hidden wounds over time. Once hidden wounds are formed, it will be more difficult to fully recover.