Chapter 1840: The first page, climbing the knife ladder!
soon.
Zhao Fan stood in front of the knife ladder.
He tentatively climbed to the first step, easily and without any pressure.
The blade of light under his feet was like walking on flat ground to Zhao Fan, in one word, stable!
"Second level!"
Zhao Fan moved his leg again, stepped on it, and followed with the other leg.
Simple and without any sign of shaking.
"It seems that it is not difficult to climb to the fifth level..."
Zhao Fan thought this while continuing to climb.
But when he stood on the third step of the knife ladder.
Zhao Fan's expression changed slightly, and he finally felt the pressure from the blade. Invisibly, it seemed as if countless knives were slashing at him, but they were within the range of what he could bear.
Zhao Fan was not in a hurry to continue climbing.
He stopped at the third step, wanting to see what the mystery of this sword ladder was.
over time.
The pressure actually got bigger and bigger, and it wasn't until after a hundred breaths that the trend stopped.
At this moment, Zhao Fan's expression showed a hint of pain, but other than that, there was nothing special about him.
The strength of the third level has obviously not reached his limit.
"Level 4!"
Zhao Fan had a thought and moved his steps.
Just when he stepped on the blade of light, the invisible knife passed over the protective treasure, causing his skin to rip open and blood to splash everywhere!
The power contained in it is a qualitative change compared to the third level!
Zhao Fan endured the pain and stepped forward. When his other foot also came up.
The initial pressure gradually increases.
Zhao Fan persisted for seven breaths, and only a skeleton was left. If it lasted for a few more moments, there would be no other way but to perish!
Before he could take the initiative to retreat, the ladder shook violently and threw him into nothingness.
The flesh and blood on Zhao Fan's body instantly returned to its original state. He looked at the knife ladder with lingering fear. As he climbed up, he discovered one thing. Which step he could step on was determined by his comprehensive attainments in the path of the sword.
of.
Even if one condenses the sword veins, perfectly masters one ultimate sword technique, plus many ultimate skills, and many insights, he can only stay at the fourth level for nine breaths...
Only now did he understand how difficult it was to hold on for a hundred breaths at the fifth level.
Not only that, Zhao Fan recalled the scene of staying on the fourth level. While the invisible knife was destroying him, it seemed that it was also tempering his sword skills.
The nine seconds he stood up made Zhao Fan seem to have broadened his horizons in the way of swordsmanship. Many things he thought were comprehensive before were now only one-sided.
What's even more amazing is that leaving the knife ladder is far less clear than being in it.
"The Eternal Emperor wants me to continuously break through the path of the sword on the sword ladder!"
Zhao Fan said thoughtfully and stepped onto the knife ladder again.
He quickly climbed to the fourth level.
It was still nine seconds before he was severely injured and was about to fall, and then he was thrown down from the knife ladder.
A look of perseverance appeared in Zhao Fan's eyes, and he regained his flesh and blood in exchange for that rare and precious short time.
…
The years are long.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Fan had been in seclusion for sixty-nine years.
And now.
He was on the fourth step of the knife ladder, struggling to hold on from the first nine seconds to a hundred breaths.
After reaching this time, the invisible knife will no longer be strengthened.
Zhao Fan tentatively stepped onto the fifth step. Before his hind legs could catch up, his whole body felt like it had been chopped into pieces by a thousand knives, leaving only its skeleton. The knife ladder knocked him down.
Zhao Fan didn't know how many times his flesh and blood had recovered. He stood up and looked up at the knife ladder, with an intoxicating smile on his face.
because.
In less than seventy years, he conquered the fourth level and endured great pain. At the same time, he also made the way of swordsmanship subtly and continuously break through himself.
The sword skills that Zhao Fan possesses are the same as those, and the weapons are also the Duan Sword Emperor.
But the combat power has once again increased by three times.
It has reached fifty-two times that of entering the Nine Tribulations for the first time!
If you conquer the entire nine steps of the ladder of swords.
So to what extent will the combat power increase?
Zhao Fan couldn't imagine it.
Moreover, he can't even really step onto the fifth level now, and with half a foot, he can't enter that kind of breakthrough state in the path of the sword.
In other words, retreat can only go so far in a short period of time.
Unless Zhao Fan has substantial accumulation in the sword path, he can stand on the fifth step of the sword ladder with both feet.
Even if it lasts only a moment, that's all.
In this way, with one moment, you can gradually persist for longer and longer until you conquer the fifth level.
Zhao Fan had a premonition that after stepping onto the fifth level and persisting for a hundred breaths, if he wanted to conquer the sixth level, he would have no hope. At that time, he could only open the second page of the "Eternal Scroll" to achieve the goal.
The way of the sword has once again improved qualitatively.
Otherwise, the Eternal Emperor would not set such a threshold specifically for the second page space.
"It's time to leave seclusion."
Zhao Fan took a deep look at the knife ladder that shattered countless of his flesh and blood, and worshiped the Eternal Emperor even more in his heart.
With a slight thought, he exited the "Eternal Scroll".
Zhao Fan put away the broken sword "Emperor's Name" in his hand, lay on the ground, and fell asleep.
After all, he had been constantly challenging the sword ladder and breaking through the sword path for sixty-nine years. After he suddenly stopped, a feeling of exhaustion took over his whole body.
I slept for half a month.
Only then did Zhao Fan wake up vigorously. He jumped into a pool of water on Minglan Island, washed away the dirt, changed into clean loose clothes, and left Minglan Island.
When Zhao Fan appeared, he saw Xiaoxiaoxian lying on his side, drinking wine leisurely.
"Senior brother."
Zhao Fan smiled and said hello, "Are you always here?"
"Oh, little junior brother, you are finally released!"
Xiaoxiaoxian suddenly jumped up, looked around the opponent, and said: "The three of us are waiting for you here in turn. By the way, how is the ultimate secret technique of the sword? Is there a prototype?"
In his opinion, the supreme ultimate skill, no matter how talented you are, being able to build a prototype on your own for nearly seventy years is already the most remarkable achievement in the world.
Zhao Fan smiled mysteriously, "There is no prototype."
"Well... junior brother, there is no need to be disappointed. After all, it is the ultimate skill." Xiaoxiaoxian thought that Zhao Fan had failed, so he said consolingly: "Even if you have devoted hundreds of millions of years of hard work, it is normal for there to be no prototype."
Immediately afterwards, he heard the former change his subject, "The ultimate secret technique of the sword that I created has been perfected to the extreme. It is called the Eternal Five Phases."
"What? Say it again!"
Xiaoxiaoxian's eyes almost bulged out of his sockets, and he suspected that his ears were hallucinating.
Zhao Fan did not repeat it, but just laughed aside. At the same time, he silently said with a feeling of guilt in his heart: "Five-phase Ancestor Emperor, I'm sorry, I can't explain things about the eternal heaven and earth, so I can only
I stole your name."
At this time, Xiaoxiaoxian came back to his senses and subconsciously exclaimed, "It's incredible, it's incredible!"
His voice filled the void of the entire Fatian Territory.
Swish, swish, swish!
A breath of time.
Whether it was Fu Yue, Pi Gu, Xi Yue, Meng Yue who were nearby, or Fatian Supreme and Ming Supreme in the distance, many figures came one after another.
After first seeing that everything was calm here, inquiring eyes fell on Xiaoxiaoxian who was still in shock.
The latter said with some embarrassment: "I accidentally lost my temper. I can't help it. It would be the same if it were you."
He pointed at the plain-looking young figure next to him...