Chapter two hundred and forty-eight of the fall is no doubt
Jun Mo was extremely satisfied with this result, which was equivalent to tying Tu Shendu's record. Of course, his own extraordinary performance was also involved.
"Sure enough, the original meditation is still useful. A strong mind is truly powerful!" He was secretly proud.
A smile appeared on Junhou's face.
Although even he couldn't figure out how this seemingly useless brother could persist for a while longer than he did.
You must know that among the nine core disciples, seven were defeated at four and a half hours. The only one who was defeated at four and a half hours was the least outstanding one.
And that generation of disciples was also known as the worst generation in the history of the Qiankun Sword Sect.
The disciples who persisted for four and a half hours all remembered that the guarding sword energy was that of a white tiger, which was extremely ferocious and could even regenerate after being destroyed.
And Tu Shendu relied on his peerless body skills to last a moment longer than other disciples, and then he became the record holder before Qing Shuang.
"really."
Qingshuang had been paying attention to the movement in front of Shimen just now. When she saw Jun Mo, her pupils suddenly shrank.
The core disciple of this generation is indeed Jiang Yu.
Back on Jianfeng Peak, Jiang Yu insulted her with extremely bad words.
At that time, she attacked with unreserved hatred, but in the end she failed to hurt Jiang Yu.
From that moment on, she had a vague feeling that Jiang Yu was not simple, and even she did not dare to defeat this junior brother lightly.
Jun Mo was secretly proud, but when he saw the silence around him, he couldn't help but be surprised and said: "What are you looking at?"
"Although my record is not the strongest, I am not the weakest among the core senior brothers either."
He vaguely felt that something was wrong.
"Senior Brother Jiang Yu is still inside." A weak voice came from the crowd.
"What?"
Jun Mo was stunned for a moment and then shouted.
"That's impossible. The sword energy just now was so powerful that it couldn't be defeated without the seventh level of Nirvana cultivation."
Jun Mo's expression suddenly became extremely ugly, and he turned to look at the tightly closed stone door.
Among the disciples of this generation, he has the highest cultivation level, the strongest talent, and the largest sword vein.
There is a teacher whose cultivation is as high as the heavens, and a brother who stands at the pinnacle of youth.
And he also broke through the Nirvana seven times and stood out among all the disciples of the inheritance.
In this inheritance trial, he was in excellent condition, even surpassing Junhou's original results, which he was proud of.
But he never thought that he would not be able to become a core inheritance disciple.
At that moment, a trace of panic and a trace of resentment flashed across Jun Mo's eyes.
"Jiang Yu, you must die in there." He thought to himself.
"come over."
Suddenly, a voice transmission sounded in my ears.
It's the king.
"Brother." Jun Mo walked over somewhat distractedly, with an ugly expression on his face.
"What's your expression?" Jun Hou frowned.
"You should be happy to become a core disciple."
"The pulse master will definitely be happy when he hears this news. Our lineage has become the only sword lineage with two core inheritance disciples."
Jun Hou Chuan's voice was rare and gentle, and his younger brother was more impressive than expected.
"But Jiang Yu..." Jun Mo said confused.
"Jiang Yu? That good-for-nothing is dead." A strange smile appeared on Jun Hou's face.
Jun Mo suddenly raised his head and his eyes lit up.
He had great trust in his brother. If the Marquis said that Jiang Yu was dead, then he must be dead.
At this moment, ecstasy surged in his heart, and he looked at the corner of the stone gate, the timepiece incense that symbolized Jiang Yu's trial time.
Miaomiao Qingyan.
A little spark.
An inexplicable smile appeared on Jun Mo's face.
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In the trial space.
Suddenly a blue sword lotus bloomed.
Immediately, a ferocious blue python was strangled into pieces and scattered in the breeze.
Wang Chen finished releasing the sword lotus, sat cross-legged, and took the time to recover.
The intensity of this sword energy increased exponentially, and his recovery could no longer keep up with the consumption. If he wanted to last longer, he could only seize every opportunity to recover.
The intensity of this trial was beyond my expectation.
Without exposing the Six Paths Sword, I can probably only hold on for 10 hours. Wang Chen secretly calculated.
Anyway, this time should be enough to become a core disciple.
In the distance, a huge long sword came through the air. Wherever it passed, the sharp sword light seemed to cut through the black space, and the surrounding space was fluctuating.
"Drink." The black iron heavy sword shot out and faced the giant sword energy.
boom!
A terrifying explosion swept through the entire trial space.
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It's been five hours.
In just a few more breaths, Jiang Yu would have broken Senior Sister Qingshuang's record.
At this moment, the crowd of disciples watching had mixed emotions.
It's like witnessing history.
"It's broken!" a disciple shouted.
"Senior Sister Qingshuang's record is five hours and ten breaths."
"At this moment Jiang Yu has broken Qingshuang's record." A Nirvana disciple said in disbelief.
"It turns out he is hiding so deeply!" a disciple said excitedly.
The worship of the strong has been through the ages and will remain unchanged until death. At this moment, Jiang Yu's status in the hearts of all his disciples has been infinitely elevated.
"You said..."
"Is it possible that Senior Brother Jiang Yu has encountered something unexpected?"
A young disciple suddenly said.
It instantly attracted a crowd of inexplicable looks.
The scene suddenly became silent.
"It's not impossible." Someone sighed.
This statement seemed to open up a new way of thinking, and there was a buzz of discussion.
Time passed amidst everyone's discussion.
Six hours have passed.
It improved the previous record held by Qingshuang by one hour.
The doubling of the difficulty cannot be calculated in terms of time at all.
At this moment, he will encounter three more guarding sword energies than Qingshuang did before.
Each one is fatal.
At this moment, at least half of the people thought Jiang Yu was dead inside.
"Don't forget that when Jiang Yu first understood the wordless jade, he tripled Qingshuang's record. It is possible for him to persevere until this moment."
A handsome-looking inner disciple still said that after all, it was rare for a legacy disciple to fall into the legacy space.
These words immediately persuaded many people who had already wanted to leave and told the funny news to stay.
"Hmph, your statement is too naive. How can the Wordless Jade Bi be compared with the inheritance space? Jiang Yu may have understood the Wordless Jade Bi by a moment of luck, but what is compared in the inheritance space is strength. His strength can still be
Better than Jun Mo? Maybe he died inside a few hours ago. It's a waste of time for us to stay here now."
After saying that, this inner disciple who had attained the third level of Nirvana walked towards the side of the square. He wanted to leave here with his sword.
"I heard that thousands of years ago, our Qiankun Sword Sect once had an extremely talented ancestor who persisted in the inheritance space for seven hours, but I don't know whether it is true or not."
The disciple who spoke was a little older, and he usually had little interest in practicing. Instead, he was keen on hearing strange things. What he said from his mouth actually attracted the attention of many people.
"Could Jiang Yu really be on par with this legendary ancestor?"
Many people have an incredible feeling in their hearts.
Looking at the disciples who were talking about each other, a sneer escaped from the corner of Junhou's mouth.
"A group of low-level disciples who are rushing to the street actually believe that Jiang Yu can persist until now. That loser only wanted to crush the escape talisman for three hours, but failed."
"I really want to see this guy's desperate expression at that time."
The moon is empty.
The cold moonlight made the Trial Peak appear white.
"It's been seven hours, and the show of pretending to care can come to an end."
"Let's go, brother." Jun Hou smiled and left in the air with Jun Mo, who already knew everything.
"Senior Brother Junhou has left. It seems he thinks Jiang Yu is dead. Even if Jiang Yu can rival the legendary ancestor, he should be out now. He must be dead. Let's go."
"I didn't expect that someone actually died in the inheritance space. It's ridiculous!"
Amidst the discussion, all kinds of sky-controlling sword lights lit up.
Gradually, only Qingshuang and a dedicated inner disciple who managed the timekeeping and incense were left in the square.
He is Jiang Yu's timekeeper, and this timer incense can burn for twelve hours.
"You actually died in the inheritance space?"
Qingshuang stared at the stone door. Under the moonlight, her face was cold, but there was a vague and complicated look on her face. Finally, Qingshuang slowly turned around and left with her sword.