A sword energy rushed past, and the cold wind it aroused stung the skin on everyone's foreheads, making their hair stand on end.
"clang"!!!
A fairy sword suddenly jumped out, blocking the sword energy, and then a joyful voice said: "Hey, this sword energy is mine!"
Before he finished speaking, several more figures appeared in the air, intercepted the man, and shouted at the same time: "How can it be so easy!"
"Dang Dang Dang..."!!!
A series of sounds of metal clashing spread, like the sound of intensive forging, crisp and dull, and sword lights splashed everywhere, like fish and dragons dancing wildly.
Little did they know that while those people were fighting, another sword energy quietly approached them. A flash of silver light was seen, and a blood arrow sprayed out, accompanied by a scream!!!
"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" A young man with a weak crown hurriedly used his sword to catch the falling body. Upon inspection, the young man who had not seen blood almost fainted. The senior brother's back was cut across by the sword energy.
There was a big hole, and blood flowed out, and even the bones were visible, it was so oozing!
"Blood...blood!..." The weak-headed young man was dumbfounded. He just repeated these words, but he didn't know what to do now!
Fortunately, the senior brother had some experience, so he managed not to faint. He reached into his arms with difficulty, took out the teleportation talisman that was stained with blood, and said in a hoarse voice: "Quiet!"
I saw a flash of white light, and the senior brother's figure was forcibly taken away by the white light. The only traces left behind were the blood on the hands of the weak-headed young man and the blood drops on the ground...
As soon as Linghu Heng and the others stepped onto the second floor of the Wanjian Tower, they happened to see this tragic scene of fighting, and they couldn't help but feel vigilant in their hearts. Everyone was holding fairy swords, looking in all directions, and listening in all directions.
He was deeply afraid that his old tricks would repeat themselves and he would be sneak-attacked by the sword energy that had already gained some intelligence.
Yue'er said in a trembling voice: "Why are these sword energies so powerful?"
Although Yang Zhishuang was slightly shocked, her expression remained normal and she said, "Yue'er, don't be afraid, you can handle all these sword energies!"
Wu Zhen said "Yeah" in agreement. "As long as we work together, it shouldn't be difficult to get through this level!" Linghu Heng's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he had already noticed the flight trajectory of these sword energies!
Although the trajectory of the sword energy is very tricky, it still cannot escape Linghu Heng’s natural eyes! In these eyes, no matter how fast the sword energy flies, Linghu Heng can catch its next landing.
Point or attack point to make predictions in advance!
However, Linghu Heng's spiritual power consumption when he opens his special pupils like this is simply an astronomical figure. I'm afraid that after just one hour, Linghu Heng's spiritual power will be exhausted!
It's just that the situation at hand is so serious that Linghu Heng can't allow him to think about the consumption of his spiritual power. The top priority is to ensure his own safety!
"clang!!!"
Linghu Heng accurately knocked away a sword energy that wanted to attack them, and walked forward without stopping, because he knew that what really needed to be fought for was not here!
Wu Zhen and the others followed Linghu Heng's footsteps, passing many of their fellow disciples who were challenging their sword energy, and walked towards the stairs on the third floor!
As Wu Zhen walked, he asked, "Why don't we stop?"
Yang Zhishuang Bingxue was smart and had already understood Linghu Heng's intention. He spoke softly: "There are too many fellow sects here and there are many fights. If we spend a lot of effort to subdue the sword energy, others may benefit from it."
Already..."
"How dare they!" Before Yang Zhishuang could finish speaking, Yue'er pouted her lips angrily and started shouting.
Yang Zhishuang smiled and said: "In this trial, the result is not determined by the more sword energy you surrender, but by the number of levels you clear! So..."
"So we have to go up there now!" Yue'er interrupted.
Yang Zhishuang smiled, looked at the back of Linghu Heng with a stern face, and said, "That's right!"
"Oh!" Wu Zhen suddenly realized, "Then let's rush up there!"
The fellow students who were fighting with sword energy couldn't help but sneered when they saw someone trying to break through to the third level: "You are really not afraid of death. The second level is so difficult to beat, but they actually want to skip the second level and go to the third level."
!Their heads weren’t caught in the door, right?”
"Perhaps people think that they are already in the Nascent Soul stage. They can fight one against three. It's so awesome! Haha..."
"That's right! Oh, your grandma is such a bear, she actually dares to give your Taoist master a sword!"
…
While he was talking, someone had already been taken advantage of by the sword energy while he was distracted, and made a small or medium-sized hole. This made the person furious, and he struggled with the sword energy for his life...
It has to be said that most of these disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect who have never experienced a big scene only care about their immediate interests and are greedy for the power given by the sword energy to the fairy sword. Unexpectedly, they have forgotten the true purpose of this trial!
However, there are still many knowledgeable people who understood Linghu Heng's intention in a flash. They gave up their sword energy without hesitation and followed the path Linghu Heng and others opened to the third floor.
Go. After a while, a long queue of people formed behind Linghu Heng and others.
"You... why are you so shameless? This is the road we opened!" Yue'er couldn't help but screamed when she saw these fellow disciples starting to take advantage of them.
A classmate in the front row laughed and said: "This is called sizing up the situation. Do you understand, little sister?"
Yue'er was almost furious: "You..."
Yang Zhishuang stopped Yue'er who was about to get angry and said calmly: "Yue'er, it's important to clear the customs!"
Yue'er had always been convinced by Yang Zhishuang, but when she saw that Yang Zhishuang said this, she could only feel angry and grimace.
Not long after, the stairs leading to the third floor appeared in sight. Linghu Heng took the lead and wanted to rush through. But unexpectedly, something happened suddenly!
I saw more than a dozen sword energy flying out from hidden corners and attacking Linghu Heng!
"Junior brother, be careful!"
"Master Linghu!"
"Bastard!"
Wu Zhen and the others screamed in shock. Linghu Heng was now surrounded by enemies from all sides!
The sword energy roared, flew, and swallowed the sword light, attacking Linghu Heng's body, blocking all directions! Wu Zhen and the others wanted to come forward to rescue, but it was too late!
At the last moment, Linghu Heng's heart was as calm as water, and his eyes suddenly turned green, looking extremely scary! The "Bi Yue" fairy sword in his hand flew out of his control and hit the sword energy! Then, Linghu Heng's body seemed to violate the law.
Following the laws of nature, he tossed and turned in the air, narrowly dodging several sword energies in front of him!
"This... what kind of movement is this?"
The disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect who saw this scene behind were shocked. Although they all know the floating technique, who can do this? I'm afraid even half of them can't be found!
After Linghu Heng grabbed a glimmer of hope, he was not complacent with the wonders of his movement skills. Instead, he waved his right hand and recalled the "Bi Yue" fairy sword, facing the dozens of sword energies. His thin face was full of...
A group of people with the determination of "even if there are tens of thousands of people, I will go".
Wu Zhen and the others also reacted and immediately stepped forward to help Linghu Heng withstand a lot of sword energy, reducing the pressure on Linghu Heng. When the fellow disciples behind him saw the third level approaching, they looked at the sword energy with a new look in their eyes.
Got the color of greed.
Someone moved and swung their swords forward to intercept the sword energy. When one person moved, everyone rushed towards the sword energy. In an instant, the dozens of sword energy were divided up by many disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect! Although for a moment, everyone moved towards the sword energy.
They can't do anything about the sword energy yet, but that's only a matter of time.
Seeing the gap, Linghu Heng quickly called to Wu Zhen and the others, and hurriedly ran towards the stairs on the third floor.
When his feet stepped on the solid wooden pedal, Linghu Heng's hanging heart gradually relaxed, because his spiritual power was almost exhausted! If it weren't for the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect who saw something cheap and stepped forward to intercept the sword energy
, I'm afraid that Linghu Heng is already in danger at this moment! You know, using the Sword Control Technique while opening the special pupils is such a waste of spiritual energy!
Linghu Heng led them to the turning point of the stairs. He couldn't hold it any longer and sat down on the ground. He didn't care about anything else, and sat up cross-legged to meditate.
Wu Zhen thought Linghu Heng was injured and asked with concern: "Junior brother, are you okay?"
Yang Zhishuang said softly: "Master Linghu must have exhausted his spiritual power, it's nothing serious!"
Wu Zhen felt relieved, and Yang Zhishuang continued: "Now I know Master Linghu's plan. The sword energy will not come inside the stairs. If you can't support it, you can retreat to the stairs and meditate to recover!
"
Yue'er said happily: "Then we are in an invincible position?"
Yang Zhishuang said worriedly: "How can it be so simple? Didn't you see that the sword energy on the second level is already so powerful? I estimate that the sword energy will only get stronger and stronger as you go up! Maybe, more than ten levels, already
This is our limit!”
Wu Zhen ignored what they were talking about and followed Linghu Heng's example, sitting cross-legged and meditating to cultivate his spiritual power.
Yang Zhishuang and Yue'er met, hesitated for a moment, cleared a relatively clean place, and then sat cross-legged...
Outside the tower, Yang Xianyang and other elders were looking at a bronze mirror. Miraculously, what was reflected in the bronze mirror was not the scenery in front of them, but the scene inside the Wanjian Tower! Even the flight of the sword energy could be clearly seen in the bronze mirror.
The image of the earth appeared, as if seeing it with one's own eyes.
At this time, a white light flashed by. Yang Xian raised his head and waved his fly whisk. The white light stopped, and a bloody body was wrapped in it. Yang Xian raised his brows and frowned. He suddenly touched a dozen large acupoints with his right finger, and then called a
The disciple guarding the tower ordered: "Send him to the Medical Valley!"
After the disciple took the order and left, an elder shouted in surprise: "Whose disciple is this? They thought of a strategy so quickly! Look, they are heading to the third floor!"
The Taoist Master of Silence was also among the elders. He looked at the image on the bronze mirror and at the disciples he had carefully cultivated, but there was no expression on his face, as if it was a matter of course.
Yang Xianyang looked at the bronze mirror quietly and then said: "Elders, you will have to work hard next. This Ten Thousand Swords Tower is the foundation, but the real foundation of the Ancient Sword Sect is in the Ten Thousand Swords Tower!"
All the elders understood what Yang Xianyang said was that the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect are the future of the Ancient Sword Sect, and they all nodded. Yang Xianyang continued: "From now on, each elder will take turns guarding the Wanjian Tower. There must be no
A trace of negligence!" Yang Xianyang's words revealed an irresistible majesty.
All the elders nodded silently, and then flew into the sky with Yang Xian Yang, leaving only one elder quietly watching the bronze mirror... (To be continued)