In a distant and profound mysterious place, a middle-aged man with a strange light flowing all over his body slowly opened his eyes. His plain, rock-like face had been silent for an unknown period of time, as if it had not changed in eternity.
"Sword slave, has Sun Ning entered the game?"
An old man in gray clothes, filled with a grand and profound aura, was prostrate under his throne that was unknown to him, like a humble ant. He didn't even have the courage to raise his head to look at him.
The old man in gray clothes said respectfully: "Replying to the master, Sun Ning has already entered the game and entered the Zhenwu Three Talents Pagoda that the sword slave personally refined. The clone of the sword slave has already gone to the Spring and Autumn Immortal Way to personally supervise the matter and will never leave.
Any mistakes."
After a moment of silence, the man's voice, which seemed to be integrated with the heaven, earth and sky, sounded again: "I told you, this matter is suspected of crossing the line, and you will never have any contact with me."
"Sword slave, remember the master's teachings. Before the clone came to the lower world, he had completely erased my natal connection. Although his strength was greatly damaged, it was more than enough to deal with Sun Ning. Moreover, the master personally taught and helped the slave to refine the Zhenwu Three Talents Pagoda.
, all heavenly secrets have been cut off long ago, and any heavenly rules and punishments, or other people’s exploration, will be absolutely blocked.”
The man's rock-like face finally showed slight fluctuations, and he sighed softly: "Your clone was hard-earned, and it was destroyed like this?"
The sword slave said respectfully: "Everything I have as a slave is given by you, the master. For the sake of the master, let alone just destroying a mere clone, I am willing to let the sword slave be shattered into pieces."
The man tilted his head slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of appreciation in his words: "Very good, please step back."
"yes."
The sword slave respectfully bowed and retreated silently.
There was a hint of excitement on his old face.
In many years, it seems that this is the first time that I feel appreciated by my great master.
…
Sun Ning didn't hold back at all with this sword. The billowing magic power in the five seas of energy penetrated the magic sword, almost exerting his extraordinary power to the extreme.
Coupled with the power of the artifact, this sword can be said to be a representative work of his current strength.
Bah!
The sword curtain, which resembled clouds hanging from the sky, even shook the space, as if it was about to cut the Zhenwu Three Talents Tower in half.
The moment Sun Ning took action, the nine golden immortal puppets all launched together. They used the power of the Nine Palace Array to instantly condense into a huge layer of protection.
The rolling magic power of the Golden Fairyland is as condensed as substance. From a distance, it looks like layers of golden bells, as unshakable as a copper wall and an iron wall.
But all of them, under the blow of Sun Ning Peiran's sword, were like fallen leaves that had been ravaged by the autumn wind, as fragile as bubbles.
This knife struck firmly on the head of the golden immortal puppet in the center, easily cutting it in half, like a knife cutting through butter.
After all, the Golden Immortal Puppet is not the real Golden Immortal.
When it suffered such trauma, the magic circle around it was completely destroyed and turned into a pile of rubbish.
"Damn it, Boss Sun is too powerful. This sword can kill even the late Golden Immortal!" Young Master Chui Xue was dumbfounded, and the admiration in his heart was really like a torrential river, endless.
Absolutely.
Ajiu also had a strange look in his eyes, and exclaimed: "If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe that a Xuanxian has such strength. What's even more frightening is that he is only in the early stage of Xuanxian. I am even in the
I doubt that when Brother Sun reaches the peak of Xuanxian, he may not necessarily lose against Daluo Jinxian."
While the two were in awe, Sun Ning's figure was as straight as a swimming dragon. The long knife in his hand was like a peerless painter's paintbrush, as pointed by his arm. The wonderful use of it lies in one's mind. The blade's brilliance may be big or small, sharp or blunt.
, or as sharp as a knife blade, or as heavy as a lead stone, with little bits of cold light scattered around. The remaining Golden Immortal Puppet was almost powerless to resist, and it was probably less than ten breaths before it was already shattered on the ground.
Sun Ning passed this level with such ease!
Of course, this seemingly simple battle actually embodies what Sun Ning has learned throughout his life.
In particular, the Golden Immortal Puppet he killed with his first sword was the core of the Nine Palaces Array. If he did not destroy it first, he would surely fall into the continuous attacks of the nine puppets.
In other words, Sun Ning is proficient in formations and can defeat them one by one.
Mr. Chui Xue quickly stepped forward, looked at the "broken arms and limbs" on the ground, and said with joy: "Boss, you are too perverted! You killed the Nine Golden Immortals like this? I believe it now like never before, Bai
That bitch Ya only has the job of carrying your shoes. Haha, I really hope to see him kneeling at your feet like a dog begging for mercy."
Sun Ning smiled and said: "You underestimate Prince Bai Ya too much. His strength is definitely stronger than what he shows. If I fight against him, even if I can win, it will definitely be a hard battle."
Mr. Chuiyuki said nonchalantly: "That doesn't matter, as long as you can kill him, that's enough."
While talking and laughing, the three of them climbed to the sixth floor.
A white jade jade that was ten feet long appeared in front of the three of them.
Its location is right at the entrance to the upper level, blocking the way.
"What the hell is this? Are we going to broadcast a live broadcast of our breakthrough? Damn it, why do I think this kind of operation is a bit obscene?" Mr. Fubuki shouted.
Ah Jiu said seriously: "Brother Chuixue, please be patient. It's definitely not as simple as you said."
As soon as he finished speaking, light flashed on the white jade, and then a man in gray slowly appeared.
This man is thin and has an old face, but there is sword light flashing in his eyes. Even if it is only projected on the jade wall, you can still clearly feel the overwhelming sword energy coming from him.
"Hello, passers-by. I am the gatekeeper of this level. Next, I will demonstrate a sword technique. You need to learn at least the basics of this sword technique within an hour. Of course, as long as the three of you
If any one of them can achieve it, he or she will pass."
Mr. Chuiyuki smiled proudly and said: "Is it just superficial? Sir, you look down on us too much, don't you?"
The gatekeeper smiled lightly and said, "That's not necessarily the case."
He pinched a sword technique with two fingers, and a long sword made of mana appeared in his hand. Then, he began to demonstrate this sword technique.
Through the white jade, I can only see his voice like light smoke, leaping and moving, but you can hardly see the movements of the sword in his hand. It seems that he is demonstrating body skills instead of swordsmanship. However, in the middle of his movement, layers of swords are moving.
The stacks of sword energy surged like waves crashing onto the shore, with an astonishing momentum.
After drinking tea, the gatekeeper's movements gradually became slower. He slowly performed a sword-holding ceremony. The moment he bowed slightly, thousands of sword energy disappeared.
Mr. Fukiyuki looked at this scene in a daze, and then said after a while: "What a profound swordsmanship. I have been studying it for more than 800 years, and I have never been exposed to such a profound swordsmanship."