Cang Xiaotian swung his sword, and the four black-clothed puppets were directly chopped away.
The first-level combat power of the Divine Lord is too weak for Cang Xiaotian now.
He has refined his body to reach the realm of gods, and his strength is much stronger than that of practitioners of the same level. In addition, his realm has reached the realm of the divine king...
These black-clothed puppets with the first-level combat power of the God Lord are simply not enough to look at.
Huhuhu...
Soon, eight new black-clothed puppets appeared.
"Does it double every time?"
Cang Xiaotian grinned and stepped forward with a sword in his hand.
…
Another space.
The white clothes are fluttering, and the figure is wandering like a ghost. Four black-clothed puppets cooperate with each other and deal with it.
It can be seen that even though they are one against four, the figure in white is vaguely at the upper hand.
The figure in white is none other than the nine-tailed spirit fox Hu Meng'er.
"This set of swordsmanship is a bit weak after all. I have practiced it to the pinnacle, but its power is limited after all."
While fighting, Hu Meng'er muttered secretly.
Previously, the half-man, half-beast clan was in such a predicament, so how could there be any powerful Kung Fu books?
Hu Meng'er's set of sword skills was given to her by Cang Xiaotian from ancient battlefields.
After so many years of diligent study and practice, Hu Meng'er has not wasted this good-level swordsmanship. As her cultivation improves, the power of her swordsmanship also increases.
But now, facing the black-clothed puppet with the first-level combat power of the Divine Lord, the shortcomings of the low-level swordsmanship have been fully exposed.
"No, I have to perform as well as possible. When the time comes, my master will teach me his powerful swordsmanship and I will become famous."
As the only direct disciple, Hu Meng'er was naturally highly regarded by God King Tong Jun.
My precious apprentice uses a sword, so she must be given the best swordsmanship in the Sword Pavilion.
"Seven Swords of Falling Rain".
Even God King Tong Jun wanted Hu Meng'er to learn "Seven Swords of Falling Rain" directly on the first day.
But considering the pride of those old guys and the disciples of Jiange...
God King Tongjun held back.
This time for the new disciple test, God King Tong Jun directly issued a master order, telling Hu Meng'er to give her a reputation.
If he cannot do it, it is not impossible to expel him from the school.
Hu Meng'er has learned a lot about the temper of God King Tong Jun over the years.
Anything can be done!
In this case, she can only do her best.
While wandering around, Hu Meng'er saw the opportunity and chopped off the head of a black-clothed puppet with a sword.
One person was missing, and the other three black-clothed puppets were quickly defeated one by one.
Hu Meng'er sheathed her sword and stood still.
Soon, eight black-clothed puppets appeared.
One to eight.
Now, Hu Meng'er's pressure increased greatly.
As the fight continued, she gradually became on the defensive.
Can't beat it.
Is this just a defeat?
Hu Meng'er was unwilling to give in.
He grew up in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, then went to participate in the Xingyue Secret Realm to experience, and then faced the masters of Mei Yuanzong...
Hu Meng'er never gave up.
Not this time either!
She brought the ghostly movement skills of the nine-tailed fox to the extreme and tried her best to deal with it.
The eight black-clothed puppets with the first-level combat power of the God Lord are too strong to cooperate with each other.
Don’t forget, Hu Meng’er is only at the peak of her spiritual cultivation.
Facing a powerful enemy, she had no choice but to fight hard.
…
Outside the Qibao Exquisite Pagoda.
Some new disciples have already been moved out.
They lay scattered everywhere, all half dead.
There were a few unsatisfied ones who were still wailing.
"Oh, help me..."
"Who can help me……"
"Purgatory on earth..."
…
On the top of the surrounding mountain peaks, the old disciples who had stayed to watch the excitement laughed when they saw it.
"I'm afraid these guys can only start as handyman disciples."
"Well, someone has to do the chores, right?"
"The handyman disciples are not without a future. They work hard and become prosperous..."
"Bah! All you can think about is your career, why don't you become an official?"
…
On the high platform, a group of elders sat cross-legged, closing their eyes and meditating.
Such a scene was within their expectations.
Opening the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda to test new disciples is really a bit cruel.
The new disciples are all mixed, which is normal.
…
In the corner, Wu Zun watched silently, expressionless.
Every time a figure was excluded from the space of Qibao Exquisite Tower, he would glance at it.
I want to see if it's the boy named Tianxue.
Although Wu Zun knew that Tianxue would not be defeated so quickly.
"I hope you won't disappoint me."
The witch master thought silently and stood silently.
…
On another mountain peak, Shangguan Jinyu holds a sword in his arms with a calm expression.
It has become her habit to never leave her body with the sword.
There once was a very talented and powerful man in the Sword Pavilion. He once said that for a master of swordsmanship, the sword is a part of the body.
As for Jiange disciples, they should spend more time with their weapons.
The sword has spirit.
In this way, we can not only deepen each other's familiarity, but also increase our understanding of kendo.
As the most outstanding young disciple of Jiange, Shangguan Jinyu felt that the strong man's words made sense.
Therefore, despite having various stored treasures, she still insists on carrying the sword with her.
At this moment, Shangguan Jinyu seemed indifferent, but in fact he was paying attention to the new disciples who had been eliminated.
She silently calculated, if she tried to break into the Seven Treasures Exquisite Tower, when would she be eliminated?
Of course, the person Shangguan Jinyu is comparing to is the nine-tailed spirit fox Hu Meng'er.
I don't know if it was because Hu Meng'er also used a sword, or something else, but anyway, Shangguan Jinyu felt that the nine-tailed spirit fox posed a considerable threat to her.
Shangguan Jinyu unconsciously had the idea of comparison.
As for that Tianxue?
Huh! How could a guy who is over 10,000 years old be eliminated so easily like a rookie?
"oops!"
An embarrassed figure was expelled from the space of Qibao Exquisite Tower and fell to the ground, screaming in pain.
It was none other than Zhao Wuya.
Zhao Wuya's nose was bruised, his face was swollen, and several ribs were broken. He looked extremely miserable.
Shangguan Jinyu glanced at it and looked away.
"Rookie!"
Shangguan Jinyu cursed secretly in his heart.
After waiting for a while, Zhao Wuya opened his eyes and looked around.
"Brother Lei, Brother Lei?"
After searching for a long time, there was no sign of Brother Lei.
Zhao Wuya sighed: "It seems that Brother Lei can hold on longer than me..."
…
In the space of Qibao Exquisite Tower.
With one against eight, Hu Meng'er was already in a very embarrassed state.
She could only rely on her body skills to dodge in all directions.
However, the eight black-clothed puppets are all powerful, and the eight swords are coming from eight different directions. Linghu Meng'er is in danger.
Her white robe was cut in many places, exposing her fair skin.
Are we really going to lose?
Amid the decline, Hu Meng'er still gritted her teeth.
Hold on, hold on!
Hu Meng'er concentrated on resisting the opponent's attacks again and again.
As the saying goes, if you keep it for a long time, you will lose it.
After being exhausted for a long time, Hu Meng'er was accidentally hit in the shoulder by a sword beam.
puff!
Blood spreads.
Hu Meng'er groaned in pain.
At this time, the other seven sharp lights also roared over.
In a desperate situation, Hu Meng'er gave a sweet shout and stubbornly waved the sword in her hand.
The next moment.
Weng~~~~
An invisible wave centered on Hu Meng'er and suddenly swept in all directions.
Those seven sharp lights, together with the eight black-clothed puppets, suddenly turned into nothing.