He is quite confident that his physical foundation is definitely no worse than that of Guo Xu. If he practices the Nine Transformations of the Sky, the first two levels should not take too much time.
But after all, it is an ancient skill, unlike refining elixirs, so it is somewhat risky after all.
Once his cultivation encounters obstacles, there is a high possibility of backlash, and he will not be able to continue fighting for the Xingjun Ancient Tomb.
Right now, it's only the sixth round of testing.
"Wait until the eighth round before making a decision."
Lin Yun did not hesitate for too long, and quickly made a decision. With a solemn expression, he carefully put away the jade slip.
On the sixth floor, he had already gained something, so there was no need to waste any more time.
With his body flashing, Lin Yun walked directly towards the seventh floor of the tomb palace.
On the sixth floor of the tomb palace, in another main hall.
Yang Fan, the Red Whip, looked stern and stared at the stone pillar in front of him. There was a short sword floating on the stone pillar.
The cold light flows, the coldness is boundless.
cold!
The first time he saw this thing, Yang Fan felt a chill in his mind, and then his whole body began to tremble involuntarily.
When he looked away, the icy chill weakened slightly.
"interesting."
Yang Fan's eyes suddenly showed a strange light, and his interest became more intense.
Most people who practice long whip will carry a short weapon with them to prevent their opponents from fighting closely. Or, like a swordsman, they may minor in a boxing technique.
Fortunately for Yang Fan, he majored in short-range combat and always carried a dagger with him.
This cold and frightening short sword suits his taste very well, and it perfectly complements his red whip, one ice and one fire.
Want it!
Yang Fan's lips curled up into a smile, with a hint of joy on his face.
"After walking around the sixth floor of the tomb palace for a long time, I finally saw the Hand Treasure Soldier. It is somewhat worthy of the name of the Xingjun Ancient Tomb."
But at this moment, a person walked out of the opposite aisle.
The man was thin, with a strange red light shining deep in his eyes, like a poisonous snake. Like Yang Fan, he also held a long whip in his hand, but the long whip was more slender.
Fifty-eight on the Dragon Cloud List, Red Snake Whip Qin An!
The smile on Yang Fan's face instantly faded and became a little ugly.
Among those outside the Long Yun Ranking, only two people used long whips, one was him and the other was Qin An.
The long whip is rarely used by people, and since both of them are on the list, they will inevitably be compared. Unfortunately, no matter how they compare, Yang Fan loses to his opponent.
In the feast of dragons four years ago, he was also defeated at the hands of the opponent, and the defeat was quite miserable.
"You can leave. I have no interest in defeating our opponent. Besides, you don't want to stop at the sixth floor."
Qin An naturally saw Yang Fan, glanced at him casually, and continued walking towards the stone pillar.
When he took three steps and saw that the other party was still motionless, a look of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled and said: "What, you want to fight with me?"
"Everyone can fight for things that have no owner!"
Yang Fan looked gloomy and said word by word.
The other party's careless look was really hurtful. I really thought Yang Fan was afraid of the other party.
Nearly four years have passed, and we still don’t know who will win or lose!
The corner of Qin An's mouth suddenly turned up into a sneer, with a look of disdain in his eyes, and he smiled and said: "It is true that everyone can fight for things that have backbone and no owner. But not everyone is qualified to fight with me, Qin An, at least you, Yang Fan, are not worthy!
"
"Then give it a try."
Red Lian in Yang Fan's hand
The whip fell down, and then with a sharp flick of the wrist, the long whip struck a thunderbolt in the air, surging out.
Opposite Qin An, naturally not to be outdone, he also threw out the long whip in his hand.
Bang!
In the void, the two people's long whips were like two cruel pythons, fighting fiercely together.
In such a fierce fight, the loser will definitely look very ugly.
Not only will he lose the qualification to compete for the treasured soldiers, but the adventure in Xingjun's ancient tomb may also end here.
After dozens of moves, Qin An firmly took the initiative in the situation.
In the Kushuo Sea, Qin An has always been with Pei Yue, showing no sharpness. But after truly seeing his strength, you will understand how terrifying this person's strength is, and being in the top ten on the outside list is definitely not a waste of fame.
Half an hour later.
On the sixth floor of the tomb palace, in the dark and cold corridor, Bai Lixuan, who was searching for treasures, accidentally saw a person.
When he saw the other party's appearance clearly, Bai Lixuan's expression immediately became alert.
It's Guo Xu, Guo Xu who is number seventy-eight on the Longyun List.
This person is called Thunder Runner Guo Xu. He has profound knowledge of thunder and is famous for his domineering and fierce boxing skills. For him, he is a very difficult opponent. Once they meet, it is difficult to say whether they will win or lose.
If you can avoid fighting, it's better not to fight.
Just as he was thinking about whether to avoid this person first, a sharp light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
His eyes fell on the rather terrifying hole on Guo Xu's chest. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the other person's body was covered in scars and blood, which was shocking.
At first glance, it was obvious that they were all injured by spears.
But Bai Lixuan could see the secret at a glance. Without exception, including the hole in his chest, they were all sword wounds.
What a powerful sword!
Bai Lixuan took a breath of cold air, the person who took action was really ruthless.
Seeing the strange look in the other person's eyes, Guo Xu couldn't hold it anymore and said coldly: "What's so good about it? If you meet someone who hurts me, it would be good if you can survive."
Bai Lixuan was noncommittal and said calmly: "That's not bad. At least you can survive. It's not easy. Who hurt you?"
He was really curious, besides his senior brother Xie Yunqiao, who else in Kushuohai could force Guo Xu into such a state of embarrassment.
"What does it have to do with you?"
Defeat at the hands of Lin Yun was obviously difficult for Guo Xu to accept, so he naturally didn't want to talk to anyone.
"I'm just curious. If you were more honest, maybe I wouldn't embarrass you too much."
Bai Lixuan looked calm, and there was a hint of threat in his words.
Guo Xu was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but laugh. He was really embarrassed today. First he was defeated by Lin Yun, and now he was threatened by this rising star of Qian Yun Sect.
Normally, he would rarely even look at the disciples of the sect outside the Long Yun Ranking.
"Lin Yun."
"It's him..."
Bai Lixuan, who was originally quite interested in knowing who this mysterious master was, suddenly became stiff.
Bai Lixuan really didn't expect it to be Lin Yun.
Although before the seal of Xingjun's ancient tomb was broken, Lin Yun and Ji Wuye exchanged a palm and did not suffer any loss. But it was obvious that Ji Wuye did not try his best. It was just a palm. Bai Lixuan asked himself that he could also do it arrive.
Just one palm can't explain much.
But Guo Xu was defeated in such an embarrassing manner, which really surprised Bai Lixuan. While thinking about it, Bai Lixuan took another look at the wounds on the opponent's body.
The corners of his lips trembled slightly. As a swordsman, he could imagine that with a person with such sword power, Lin Yun would probably have the upper hand when fighting Guo Xu.
It was not just as simple as defeating Guo Xu, but a great victory!
To put it simply, Guo Xu, who was ranked seventy-eight on the Long Yun List, was tortured by Lin Yun.
Thunder runners Guo Xu and Bai Lixuan have seen each other take action. With such strength, although he has some chance of winning, if he wants to reach Lin Yun's level, he is really far behind.
Fate was really helpless, I thought I had left the other party behind.
But he didn't expect that before the actual fight, he could only see the opponent's back, and he might not even be able to see his back.
Guo Xu sighed, gritted his teeth and said, "This man is scarier than I thought. He didn't even draw a sword and defeated me with a gun instead of a sword. I still can't guess how much strength he used..."
A gun instead of a sword?
Didn't even the funeral flowers come out of their sheaths?
Bang!
Bai Lixuan's heart sank suddenly as if he had been hit hard. He felt like his breath was stuck in his chest and he couldn't vent it. It was extremely uncomfortable.
"Stop talking."
He suddenly spoke, looked at Guo Xu, and shouted in a deep voice.
Such a strange change startled Guo Xu, with confusion in his eyes.
This kid, he was the one who wanted to ask before, but now he told him truthfully, and he didn't know what he was losing his temper about.
After a while, Bai Lixuan's expression calmed down and he said calmly: "Let's go."
Guo Xu gave this person a rather complicated look. He didn't understand why, and shook his head and walked forward. It was obvious that he couldn't pass the seventh round of the test, so he could only walk back and let the will of Xingjun's ancient tomb move him.
go out.
Just when he was about to disappear into the aisle, Bai Lixuan stopped him.
"Hey, I'd like to give you a word of advice. If you care about your life, don't cause trouble to this person after you recover from your injuries."
After saying that, Bai Lixuan's eyes flashed and he walked forward without looking back.
No matter what, even if he is not as good as the other person, he still wants to see with his own eyes how strong that person is.
At least, you have to see his back.
Otherwise, it would be a bit of a failure.
As for Guo Xu, he paused slightly and then disappeared in the corridor. It is unclear whether he listened to Bai Lixuan's advice.
At the same time, the battle between Yang Fan and Qin An also came to an end.
"You were no match for me four years ago. I didn't expect you would still be so unbearable four years later. Go away, I really have no interest in killing a loser."
Qin An's body was indifferent. Suddenly, the conversation changed and he said coldly: "I've wasted so much time, so I have to leave something behind. Give me a whip and continue honestly!"
Snap!
The snake-like whip struck Yang Fan's face cruelly and mercilessly.
Yang Fan, who had just stood up, was thrown out again and hit the wall hard, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
Such humiliation can be described as quite miserable.
The frustration in Yang Fan's heart can be imagined. He turned back and glanced at Qin An, his eyes as scary as those of evil spirits in hell.
But Qin An didn't care at all.
You will regret it!
Yang Fan said coldly in his heart, turned around and left.
"What's the use of keeping this kind of trash? Just kill it casually."
As soon as Yang Fan left, a man walked into the hall, carrying an ancient sword and looking cold. It was Pei Yue.
"It doesn't matter."
Qin An smiled calmly, stepped forward and took off the dagger from the stone pillar. He saw two ancient characters engraved on the scabbard, ice wheel.
The moment the dagger was unsheathed, there was a cold light and flying snow, as cold as the moon.
"Good sword."
Qin An looked satisfied and pocketed the treasure.
