Qin Jiyun was carrying a sword on his back, his high ponytail swaying, and he flew towards the sword-making platform proudly.
Jian Xinghai clasped his hands on his chest and followed behind with a cold expression.
Everyone became excited instantly and swarmed to the sword-making platform.
Because last time Qin Jiyun climbed to the seventy-seventh floor without unsheathing her sword, everyone was waiting for her to unsheath her sword.
Therefore, although the strength gap between Qin Jiyun and Jian Xinghai is huge, there are still many people who are optimistic about and support Qin Jiyun for this bet.
When he came to the sword-making platform and looked at the simple and vicissitudes of the stone platform, which was not too tall, Qin Jiyun's mood became more solemn than ever before.
Before, she regarded the sword-making platform as a challenge and an opportunity to constantly break through herself.
But now, her life all depends on the sword-making platform.
Whoosh!
Qin Jiyun took a step forward and entered the area covered by the light barrier. The sword-making platform immediately sensed the situation and lowered his sword energy to strike at her.
Qin Jiyun put his hands on his back and combined his sword with his hands.
The moment the sword energy was about to hit her, it automatically moved away from its trajectory.
This situation is no longer unfamiliar to many people present, but it still caused waves of exclamations.
Jian Xinghai saw this and raised his eyebrows. This heroic girl's sword skills were not much weaker than his own. This made the murderous intention in his heart even more intense.
The sword energy descending from the sword-making platform could not cause the slightest harm to Qin Jiyun, but Qin Jiyun took every step very carefully, so much so that a cup of tea passed before she even climbed the steps.
"Are you stalling for time?"
Jian Xinghai frowned. In the eyes of others, Qin Jiyun took this test seriously, but in his eyes, Qin Jiyun was stalling for time.
"Hmph, so what if we delay the time? Do you still expect your cousin and the third prince of Lan Kingdom to save you?"
Jian Xinghai folded his hands and looked indifferent.
The disciples of the Sword Master can operate freely even in the depths of the mainland, let alone in the mere Yingzhou and the trivial Lan Kingdom.
Time passes quietly, the night disappears, and the sun rises.
Qin Jiyun climbed to the tenth step.
"Sky Sword Fairy's speed is too slow. What is she doing?"
"What do you know? Fairy Tianjian is bound to set another record this time. Naturally, she must be fully prepared. Every step is full of mysteries. Do you understand?"
"There is nothing to see below the seventy-seventh floor. Let's just wait for Fairy Tianjian to reach the seventy-seventh floor and unsheath the sword!"
However, the reality is not what many people think.
Because Qin Jiyun's speed was too slow, the frequency of attacks she suffered at each level was several times that of the previous challenge.
Although her cultivation level has increased by one level, the attack from the sword-making platform corresponds to her personal strength. Therefore, instead of being easier than before, it is actually more difficult for her.
By the time he climbed the forty-two steps, Qin Jiyun was out of breath and seemed a little exhausted.
"What's going on? Why can't she hold on any longer just after reaching the forty-second floor this time?"
"Fairy Tianjian is stalling for time. She has no confidence in winning against Sword Xinghai!"
"What? She can climb the seventy-seventh floor with her sword unsheathed. Could it be that she can't climb the eightyth floor with the sword unsheathed?"
"If Fairy Tianjian had the confidence to climb the eightieth floor, she wouldn't waste time and consume a lot of her energy like this!"
"Doesn't that mean that the Heavenly Sword Fairy has to die on the sword-making platform?"
Suddenly, many Qin Jiyun's admirers felt angry and desperate.
Jian Xinghai is really too deceptive!
Qin Jiyun stood on the 42nd floor without moving, and there was a constant stream of attacks from the sword-making platform. Although the test at this level could not harm her life, it could not withstand the constant consumption.
If this continues, she will be consumed to death on the sword-making platform.
"Jian Xinghai, you are a strong man at the ninth level of the Taoist Order, why would you push a young girl to a dead end?" Liu Mo asked angrily.
Although he has sent people to the Hurricane Mountains, he cannot enter the Hurricane Mountains at all, so he cannot inform Ye Tian and the third prince of the news here. He can only hope that they can come out of the Hurricane Mountains in time.
"Humph, she wanted to bet with me, why is she blaming me now?" Jian Xinghai looked at Liu Mo coldly, his murderous intent undisguised.
"If you hadn't forced me, how could Miss Qin..."
Before Liu Mo finished speaking, he heard a "clang" sound, and the sword on Jian Xinghai's back broke out of its sheath, turning into a rainbow and killing Liu Mo.
laugh!
Blood spattered and Liu Mo's left arm was cut off at shoulder level.
The sword rotated once and returned to the scabbard of Jian Xinghai.
"This is a personal grudge between me and her. It's best not to interfere with others!" Jian Xinghai's eyes coldly swept around, and his ruthless and arrogant voice spread throughout the audience.
Suddenly, the martial arts arena was completely silent.
Even among the crowd, there were some Taoist realm experts who could not help but change their colors.
Cutting off the arm of a strong man at the ninth level of the Dao Foundation with one sword is something that no ordinary strong man at the first level of the Dao Foundation can do.
The combat power of the Sword Star Sea is unbelievable.
Liu Mo covered his broken arm, his face was as pale as paper, and he looked at Jian Xinghai in horror, not daring to speak anymore.
If Jian Xinghai's sword just hit his neck, his head would have fallen to the ground by now, and his body would be dead!
This person is invincible!
Jian Xinghai glanced sadly at Qin Jiyun, who was struggling to support himself on the sword-making platform, and lamented in his heart.
With the strength of Jian Xinghai, even if the third prince and Ye Tian return, they may not be his opponents.
Didn't Ye Tian say that it would be absolutely impossible to compete with Jian Xinghai?
The only hope is layman Qingfeng, who is at the first level of Taoism.
However, in Jian Xinghai's heart, even Master Qingfeng may not be able to suppress this swordsman genius.
The "Peerless Fairy in White, the Heavenly Sword Fairy" who shocked the past and the present may be short-lived.
Hee hee hee…
On the sword-making platform, Qin Jiyun was finally overwhelmed and was wounded by the sword energy one after another. The blood stained her clothes as white as snow and slowly flowed down the steps.
After a while, blood flowed into a river.
The sword on her back began to tremble uncontrollably, making a loud sword sound.
In the sound of the sword, there were three parts arrogance, three parts anger, three parts unwillingness and one part dissatisfaction.
It wants to break out of the sheath, it wants to go straight up to the nine heavens and kill the gods.
Is she finally going to show off her sword?
Everyone finally waited for the moment when the Heavenly Sword Fairy showed off her sword, but no one felt excited. Instead, there was a sense of tragedy and tragedy for a hero at his end.
Everyone cast admiring glances at the girl standing on the sword-making platform.
Whoosh!
At this moment, the void in front of the mask suddenly shook violently, and then a figure appeared like a ghost.
This was an old man with an immortal spirit. He immediately cast his eyes on the girl on the sword-making platform. His brows couldn't help but beat wildly, and he hurriedly took out a gourd.
Swish, swish, swish...
Suddenly, several figures rushed out from the gourd.
After seeing this group of people clearly, Liu Mo was overjoyed. They were the third prince Luo Yi, Ye Tian, Qingfeng Jushi, Master Zhang, Fang Zhixing and others.