Hearing Huang Sha's words, this time it was Yun Chen's turn to be surprised.
Huang Sha is a real Throne practitioner. Could this guy be able to fight against the Martial Emperor, or even the Martial Emperor?
You know, if you want to reach the ninth level, you must at least be a Martial Emperor, and you must be an extremely powerful being among the Martial Emperors.
Is this Huang Sha confident that he can go to the ninth floor?
But regardless of whether the opponent had the ability to reach the ninth floor, Yun Chen had no intention of stopping and went straight to the eighth floor.
Seeing Yun Chen leave, Huang Sha came over and said to the gatekeeper: "Show the magic weapon! I use a knife!"
"You want to do something to me?" the gatekeeper asked in surprise.
The opponent is only a mere throne master, but he actually wants to attack him, a Martial Emperor?
You know, he is the peak martial emperor.
At this time, Huang Sha suddenly drew his sword, and a surge of Lingtian sword intent suddenly bloomed, carrying an extremely ferocious murderous intent.
The gatekeeper felt the skin all over his body tingle instantly, and his face changed drastically in an instant.
Before Huang Sha drew his sword, he could already feel the breath of death.
This made him realize that he was no match for the person in front of him.
"I'm no match for you!" He smiled bitterly.
Huang Sha nodded in agreement: "You are very good, at least you are very self-aware."
When the gatekeeper heard this, he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Why does this sound so awkward?
As soon as Yun Chen reached the eighth floor, Huang Sha followed him.
There is no one in the hall on the eighth floor, except for a gatekeeper at the entrance of the stairs.
The gatekeeper had his eyes closed, his long hair hanging casually on his shoulders, and his hands folded in front of his chest, looking a little carefree and unruly.
"This guy is at the pinnacle of the Martial Emperor, and his strength is probably no worse than that of an average domain-level warrior. Do you come first or me?" Huang Sha asked Yun Chen, his eyes falling on the gatekeeper.
The man guarding the gate opened his eyes and glanced at the two of them.
Yun Chen looked extremely tough and had a strong murderous aura, but his cultivation level was only the throne, so he didn't take it to heart at all.
As for Huang Sha, it also looks very ordinary.
So he didn't take it to heart, closed his eyes and continued to fall asleep.
Yun Chen said to Huang Sha: "You come first!"
He was also a little curious about how strong Huang Sha's combat effectiveness was.
"Okay!" Huang Sha didn't waste any time and pulled out the long knife behind him.
As soon as the long knife was pulled out, the whole space seemed to resound with the sound of a knife, and a sword spirit bloomed from the sky, as if it could split the world into two, which was extremely terrifying.
The terrifying atmosphere of killing permeated the entire hall, carrying a tragic flavor like the rustling of the wind and the coldness of the water, and the tragic feeling of a hero gone and never to return.
At this time, the long-haired man finally stopped pretending to be dead.
The opponent's sword skills are terrifying.
However, the other party's cultivation level is too low. He is only on the eighth level of the throne. A monk on the eighth level of the throne actually wants to challenge him, a powerful Martial Emperor. It is simply a matter of life and death.
Therefore, he did not take action, but stood up and said: "Take action! What if you can let me take a step back and let you go up?"
"Okay!" Huang Sha didn't talk nonsense at all. The long knife in his hand brought out a sword light and struck directly at the long-haired man.
The space instantly became chilly.
It was obviously a ray of sword light, but when it fell into the eyes of the long-haired man, it completely changed.
He seemed to see a man leaving his hometown and rushing to the battlefield on the ground covered with fallen leaves, with determination and tragedy.
Autumn frost rises, the leaves turn yellow, the sword rises and the head falls, the sword is invincible.
"The magical power of artistic conception!" Yun Chen stood beside Huang Sha, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
The opponent's sword intention contains the magical power of artistic conception. This magical power will bring the opponent into his own artistic conception, so that he can kill him.
"No!" At this time, the long-haired man's expression also changed. Feeling the terror of the knife, he no longer dared to be careless. He raised his hand and waved a shield in front of him.
With a "bang" sound, the sword light fell, and the extremely powerful force hit the shield, making a huge sound.
The terrifying power coming from the shield made the long-haired man's face turn red, and bloodshot eyes overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
"Come again!"
Huang Sha raised his long knife with both hands.
At this moment, his momentum suddenly changed, and the sword intention on his body also changed, from autumn frost to ice, with an indescribable cold murderous aura.
"Boom!"
The long knife waved again, and the billowing murderous aura erupted. It was wrapped in the long knife and landed on the shield again.
There was a "click", and this time, the shield no longer resisted, and cracks appeared directly on it.
As soon as these cracks appeared, a look of horror appeared on the long-haired man's face. Before he could recover, the shield exploded with a "bang".
Then, he suddenly took a few steps back.
As soon as he retreated, the sword light had already landed on the place where he was standing before, and a shallow sword mark immediately appeared on the ground.
You know, the entire building is guarded by formations. Now Huang Sha can leave a mark on the ground with one strike, which shows how terrifying this strike is.
"I lost!" The long-haired man said bitterly, "You are the most talented monk I have ever seen, bar none!"
"The tragedy of autumn, the desolation of winter, your sword skills are amazing!"