A third of those bronze sword arrays actually trembled, and the bronze swords flashed rapidly, and Yukong was in a mess.
In the blink of an eye, the sword light disappeared, and in front of the three of them was a 'bronze giant' more than three feet tall, composed of countless bronze swords.
"Sword Mountain?"
The bronze giant that appeared at this moment brought an unimaginable sense of oppression to Lin Jie, and he trembled and murmured.
In the blink of an eye, two more giants walked out from behind the bronze giant, and in the giant's heavy hands, a ten-foot-long copper ruler appeared each.
Although the copper ruler is not a sword, its pressure is as powerful as a sword, and it even gives Lin Jie the destructive power to smash the sword of life and death.
"Ye Huan, enter."
In front of the three bronze giants, Mu Yuqing suddenly dodged like an eagle catching a chicken, went to Ye Huan, and kicked Ye Huan towards one of the giants.
After seeing this, Lin Jie instantly understood why Ye Huan was so afraid of senior sister Mu Yuqing. He must have been tortured by her over and over again.
"Lin Jie?"
Mu Yuqing took another step toward Lin Jie from the right.
"I'll go up myself."
Lin Jie didn't want to be abused by her again.
He flew towards the bronze giant on the left, because he felt that the pressure of the other two giants was far above him, but the giant on the far left did not seem to be very strong.
Suddenly, as soon as he was about ten feet in front of him, the bronze giant trembled suddenly, picked up the bronze ruler with his big hand, and struck at Lin Jie.
Fortunately, a bronze sword appeared out of thin air at this moment. Lin Jie looked back and saw that it was the old madman at the door who was smiling and taking back his hand.
The ground shook, and bronze light rolled over Lin Jie, making him dizzy, his ears ringing, and his brain was about to explode.
Lin Jie couldn't suppress the meridians in his body, so he spat out a mouthful of blood. Although the bronze sword he held blocked the blow of the giant's bronze ruler, the force of the bronze ruler was more than twice as strong as his.
The power of this copper ruler cannot be overstated. If it were stronger, it would be able to shock him to death.
Lin Jie stepped back a foot and looked at Ye Huan in the distance.
The guy was even more embarrassed, as if he had eaten shit. He fought with the bronze giant with a dark face, trying to dodge after receiving a sword blow.
Only Mu Yuqing was the most powerful, no weaker than the men. He surrounded the bronze giant and thrust out bronze swords. Each sword could hit the bronze giant's vitals.
Of course, the power of the bronze giant's copper ruler also shocked her to the extreme every time. Even those who were in the Saint Transformation Realm had difficulty resisting.
"Boy, be careful. Sword Mountain doesn't want your life, but if you are really hit by the copper ruler, don't think you can get out of bed in a month or three hours. The sword formation will not stop in less than three hours."
Under the door, the old madman was half-lying, drinking a small drink and shouting happily.
Hearing this, Lin Jie raised his eyes, and the Bronze Sword Mountain struck out for the second time. The bronze ruler hit like a hammer hitting an egg.
And he is just a weak egg.
Lin Jie dodged a blow. The copper ruler was powerful and fast, but his speed was not something he could boast of.
Jianshan's divine power far exceeds that of humans.
Compare your strength with it?
Silly!
Bang!!
Lin Jie suddenly felt like he had lost his center of gravity. When he glanced over, he saw that Bronze Sword Mountain's other hand actually grabbed his arm, and what he saw again was the ground.
He was knocked to the ground by Jianshan as if he was wrestling, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Lin Jie's eyes were filled with stars. Bronze Sword Mountain did not give him any chance to breathe and continued to throw him down again.
At this moment, Lin Jie finally knew the reason why Ye Huan's face turned black when he heard about the training in Jiange.
Jianshan's strength increases with his opponent. Ye Huan is in the Saint Transformation Realm, and his opponent Jianshan is in the Transformation Saint Realm.
It is too difficult to fight against an opponent of equal strength, even several times harder than meeting a real enemy.
If you encounter an enemy, Lin Jie can use methods to kill him, but Bronze Sword Mountain is immortal and you cannot kill him. You must practice sparring for three hours.
It was almost like being tortured by Jianshan for three hours.
Thinking of this, he dodged again and avoided the mountain of bronze swords coming towards him.
"Although I have never been to Feitian Sect's dojo, I have seen its disciples practice from afar. I just follow them, or practice by myself. Most of them are personally guided by the inner disciples."
"Compared with the Sword Mountain in front of me, Lingjian Sect cultivation is ten times more difficult, or even a hundred times more difficult. That's fine, so that I can improve in the face of adversity."
"I want to truly enter the world of martial arts from Lingjian Sect, starting from here, and moving towards the world of martial arts from here."
Lin Jie's heart trembled slightly as he dodged again and again. At this moment, he was no longer distracted.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
In an instant, in the first level of the bronze sword formation, Lin Jie actually swung his bronze sword and struck with swords one foot at a time around the bronze sword mountain.
You have a sword and I have a foot. It is a confrontation of strength, speed and reaction, and the basic use of swordsmanship.
Unconsciously, the three bronze sword mountains suddenly disappeared after the sword array erupted, turning into a bronze sword hanging tightly.
Three hours had passed, and Ye Huan fell to the ground struggling and rolling.
Mu Yuqing also suppressed her blush and breathed heavily. Her breasts swelled with each breath, and her clothes were soaked with fragrant sweat.
Lin Jie also sat down, consuming some of his energy. Hot blood surged in his meridians. Sword energy, thunder energy, and evil god energy were oscillating like crazy.
These three hours of practice actually brought a huge burden. Fortunately, if you focus on sparring, the three hours passed by without you noticing. If you were like Ye Huan, the three hours would probably be like a year.
"liquor."
The old madman took out three wine gourds and threw them to the three of them.
After Lin Jie caught it, he was hungry and thirsty. When Shui drank the wine, the strong wine was poisoned like fire at first. The feeling of collapse caused by the practice just now disappeared. The more he drank, the meridians in his body were stretching.
The old madman wandered over with a sly smile on his face: "I'm done practicing today, I'll continue tomorrow."
"I want to go down the mountain, I want to go home."
Ye Huan stood up and came to the old madman's side with a sad face: "Let me go, let me go home."
The old lunatic burped and spat out the breath of alcohol at Ye Huan: "How about adding an hour tomorrow?"
"Old madman!!"
Ye Huan rushed out of the sword pavilion angrily and walked away in despair.
"Follow me to the third floor."
The old madman gestured to Lin Jie.
"the third floor?"
He was going to take a rest and then 'find' trouble with Feitian Sect, but Lin Jie suddenly stopped. Under Mu Yuqing's curiosity, he followed the old madman towards the deep stairs.
"Sword Qi of Ten Thousand Tribulations!"
On the stairs, when he had just reached the second floor, Lin Jie looked at his dantian, and in the center was a blue sword aura with a slight sword mark.
In my mind, a joyful voice came from the evil god bead: "You are lucky."
"Master, could it be related to this sword spirit?"
Hearing this, he was overjoyed. He hadn't had time to integrate the blue sword energy, but he knew that this sword energy was very extraordinary and very ancient.
The mysterious woman smiled vainly and said: "This is the first one, and there is a sword spirit waiting for you above."
"There is also an eternal sword spirit on the third floor of this sword pavilion!!"
Lin Jie's hair trembled and his heartbeat quickened. He looked at the third floor of the stairs and never expected that there was an eternal sword spirit in the sword pavilion of the Sword Spirit Sect.
Glancing at the old madman who was struggling to even go upstairs, he decided to stay behind because he must be here for the Eternal Sword Spirit.