A large number of monks gathered at the twenty-nine levels of Tianlai Peak, because many senior saints were stuck at this level.
They don't plan to continue to break through the barrier, and plan to retreat here to temper their martial arts will.
Seeing Si Xueyi striding forward, everyone looked extremely shocked.
The test of thirty levels is a painting, hovering in mid-air and unfolding in front of everyone. If you want to pass the level, you will be sucked into the painting.
Wow!
There was a flash of light on the scroll, and Si Xueyi was swept into it.
Sikong He glanced around and found a familiar person, and quickly said: "Lin Yue, have you passed this level? What is the specific test?"
Lin Yue is a senior saint and has a close relationship with Sikong He. He said directly: "I broke through once."
"There is a swordsman in green in the scroll. The test is swordsmanship and swordsmanship. If you want to compete with him, you must either beat him in swordsmanship or survive a hundred moves."
Sikonghe immediately said: "How many moves did you last?"
Lin Yue said truthfully: "Fifteen moves are not enough."
Sikonghe was shocked: "So strong?"
Lin Yue said with some annoyance: "It's not that he is strong, he will maintain the same cultivation level as you. But his swordsmanship is too complicated, it is dazzling to see, and he is overwhelmed. From the first sword, he can't catch it, and then he
His sword moves were like mercury pouring down the ground, becoming more and more difficult to deal with, and finally he was defeated..."
Si Konghe asked again: "How many moves do you think Si Xueyi can take?"
Lin Yue smiled and said: "Ten."
"Ten moves?"
"You count to ten and he will come out."
Sikong He was speechless, and Lin Yue smiled and said, "Just wait and see. He will definitely suffer a lot in this level."
While talking, people kept being thrown out of the painting.
There is an infinite space inside the scroll. Everyone who enters is an independent secret realm, which can accommodate multiple people to enter the level at the same time.
Lin Yue said: "Did you see that? Which of these people is not better than Si Xueyi?"
While several people were talking, people at the foot of Tianlaifeng Mountain were also shocked.
"Twenty-nine levels!"
"There's only one level left. This Si Xueyi is really defying the heavens. How did he do it?"
"What's so strange? I've already expected it. This Si Xueyi can judge by ordinary people. Otherwise, why would the leader have named him a banished immortal?"
"You're too late to play second fiddle. Your previous bet was clearly on the ninth level."
As the numbers on the Taixuan Stone Tablet changed, many people began to praise it, and even said that they had expected it.
Bai Yunyi was really panicked now, and his expression was changing.
He found a gap in the crowd, lowered his head and rushed over, trying to sneak away first to show respect.
"Bai Yunyi, what are you doing? Are you thinking of running away now?"
Hongyao caught him immediately, and the others quickly dispersed.
Bai Yunyi twitched the corner of his mouth and said shamelessly: "I have a stomachache, so I can't even go to the latrine? You are watching so closely, you want to go with me?"
Hongyao's face turned red. There was really nothing he could do when he encountered such a scoundrel.
Feng Ziyu glanced at this, and immediately more than a dozen Xiaoyun Academy disciples stood up, and at the same time they raised their hands and said, "Senior Sister!"
Feng Ziyu said coldly: "Go with him and keep an eye on him. Don't let him run away. I have deposited 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones. If he runs away, you will be blamed."
The expressions of more than a dozen Xiaoyun Academy disciples changed, and they quickly said: "Sister, don't worry, I promise to complete the mission."
After the words fell, these people blocked in front of Bai Yunyi.
"Senior Brother Bai, I'm offended."
Bai Yunyi's face was ashen and he said coldly: "It's only twenty-nine, do you really think you will win? If you can't pass the thirty level, you will either die or be disabled. How happy you are laughing now, how miserable you will be later, Si
If Xue Yi dies, you all will be widowed."
Hearing this, Hongyao's eyes flashed with worry.
This look was immediately caught by Bai Yunyi. He sneered and said, "I'll just watch here and see how he breaks through!"
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On Tianlai Peak.
After Si Xueyi was sucked into the scroll, his vision quickly returned to clarity, and a swordsman in green appeared in front of him.
Si Xueyi said: "Can I pass the test if I defeat you?"
"Beat me?"
The corners of the Qingyi swordsman's mouth were slightly raised, with a look of amusement on his face, and he sneered: "I haven't seen such a crazy person in a long time. You are not even a swordsman, are you?"
Si Xueyi didn't say anything. He turned his hand and took out the Immortal Burial Sword.
The swordsman in green said calmly: "As expected, you are not a swordsman. Your posture when holding the sword is wrong."
Si Xueyi didn't pay attention and asked: "Does this place have the inheritance of the Sword Emperor?"
The swordsman in green said calmly: "No, just a frustrated person."
Si Xueyi asked curiously: "Then why are there so many levels?"
The swordsman in green was very cold and answered briefly: "The obsession is still there."
Before Si Xueyi could continue to talk, the swordsman in green said impatiently: "Stop asking, I find your face disgusting, so get out of here."
As soon as he finished speaking, the swordsman in green took action.
A sword bloomed like a flower in his hand, thousands of stars shone in it, and the boundless sword light criss-crossed and fell overwhelmingly.
So fast!
Si Xueyi used the Eye of Creation like lightning and saw some flaws in this sword move, but the opponent's sword moves changed too much and he couldn't react at all.
Almost instinctively, Si Xueyi used Shuangyue's human world technique. His true energy surged inside and outside, and he turned around and transformed into nine afterimages.
Clang Clang Clang!
The sword light made a sonorous sound during the collision, sparks flew, and the sword energy surged like fireworks exploding.
At the moment when the nine afterimages overlapped, the tip of Si Xueyi's sword pressed against the tip of the opponent's sword, and the opponent was knocked back with a bang.
Click!
The moment the opponent landed, bloody wounds almost appeared on Si Xueyi's shoulders, arms and chest.
It looks scary but is not critical. The most important thing is that it blocks the opponent's attack.
Si Xueyi frowned slightly, clenched the hilt of the sword, stared at the opponent and said: "I'm looking down on you, come again!"
The swordsman in green was stunned on the spot. Is this what you should say?
"If you don't come, then I will."
Si Xueyi flicked his wrist and stepped forward, then unleashed the Qilin Sword Technique.
As soon as he made a move, it was Feng Qilin's sword movement, his figure became unpredictable, and the sword light became as ghostly as a ghost.
The swordsman in green has read countless swordsmanship in the world, but he obviously doesn't understand the Qilin swordsmanship very well.
In the blink of an eye, he was forced back by the swordsmanship.
The swordsman in green frowned deeper and deeper. When he got familiar with it and felt he could handle it, Si Xueyi's sword moves suddenly changed.
Just kidding, I have sparred with Moonlight Sword Master.
If you want to defeat me, it's not that simple!
As Si Xueyi's figure turned, fire burst out, and the swordsman in green frowned once more.
Before I knew it, a hundred moves had passed.
Swish, swish, swish!
The swordsman in green took a few steps back with his sword and said: "You passed the test."
"That's it, am I not satisfied yet?"
Si Xueyi was still unsatisfied. He felt that the other party's true swordsmanship skills were not inferior to Bai Lixuan's.
The swordsman in green twitched his lips and said in a cold voice: "Do you really use me as a sparring partner? If you have the ability, go to the top of the mountain. That person should be happy to play with you."
Si Xueyi smiled and said, "I really want to see it."
"As you wish."
The swordsman in green waved his hand and drove him out of the scroll.
call out!
The scene before Si Xueyi's eyes changed. He was in a sword tower, with endless snow-white towering mountain peaks in front of him.
“It’s so cold!”
The moment he walked out of the sword tower, a cold wind hit him.
Si Xueyi's cultivation level was actually somewhat unbearable, and her true energy was being consumed crazily.
Even if the dragon's will is used, the effect is not much better.
Si Xueyi stretched out his hand to face the cold wind, but soon his expression changed. His vitality was slowly passing away.
Swish!
Si Xueyi was frightened and quickly retreated to the sword tower behind her. Only then did she feel much better.
"No wonder Feng Ziyu didn't try it again. The levels after thirty years and the Dragon Vein Realm are simply inaccessible."
Si Xueyi's expression changed. He raised his head and looked far into the distance. There seemed to be another scenery on the top of the mountain.
Countless lightning flashes lingered above the snow-capped mountains, and terrifying lava spewed out, as if it could burn through the entire sky.
"The cold is not bad, I have to find a way to resist the loss of vitality."
Si Xueyi pinched her chin and was not too discouraged.
With his knowledge, a single thought brought to mind several ways to deal with it.
He stopped here to watch. It was quite cold at the height, but the scenery was indeed beautiful.
Si Xueyi's mood completely calmed down, but the monks stuck at Level 29 and the monks in front of the Taixuan Stone Tablet were completely boiling.