"What's wrong, even the elders of the inner sect have paid attention to this matter. Now we are in trouble!"
And the deacon of Tungsten Sword Hall, who took everyone who had passed the preliminary examination to take part in the assessment, was sweating profusely.
A series of extremely powerful spiritual thoughts were transmitted from an extremely distant space.
"It is absolutely impossible for this Lisheng swordsman's swordsmanship to reach this level. There must be something wrong with it!"
"Ding Liancheng, this matter must not be spread outside, not a word is allowed to be spread out!"
"Let me investigate carefully and find out how this Lisheng swordsman defeated the sword spirit of the 9,000-year-old ancestor!"
"This matter is of great importance. You must not leak anything. Let me find out what the hell the Lisheng Swordsman did!"
These spiritual thoughts penetrated into the mind of the middle-aged strong man one after another, making him tremble with fear.
Fortunately, during the examination of the disciples of the outer sect, the entire sword hall square was sealed off, and no one saw the abnormality on Luo Zheng's sword pillar.
The other disciples who participated in the assessment have either been eliminated long ago, or they are still in the Concentration Sword Formation and cannot be seen at all.
Even if they saw it, they wouldn't understand the meaning of the talisman on the sword pillar lighting up.
It is not difficult to block messages.
"After all, I was defeated. This guy in Tsing Yi's swordsmanship talent is unimaginably powerful. It's really terrifying. I was defeated unjustly!"
At this time, Luo Zheng also woke up faintly and sighed in his heart.
The young man in green's swordsmanship progressed so quickly that it was truly earth-shattering, and his improvement was getting bigger and bigger.
Every time, the young man in green seemed to be a different person. Sometimes his swordsmanship changed so much that it was almost as if he had practiced his swordsmanship all over again.
Although Luo Zheng has made great progress every time, he is still far behind the footsteps of the young man in green.
He could only rely on the changes of the Xing Shen Ding Yi My Heart Sword to narrowly defeat him.
But when he was defeated this time, when Luo Zheng faced the young man in green, he really had no power to fight back.
With just one move, the young man in green completely broke his Xingshendongyixinjian.
"You wake up, come with me!"
Seeing Luo Zheng wake up, the middle-aged man immediately spoke.
"What's wrong, I got carried away this time and even forgot to conceal my strength. If a tree is as beautiful as the forest, the wind will destroy it. That Long Chen already dislikes me and is deliberately trying to deal with me. If you attract too much attention at this time,
I’m afraid there will be constant trouble!”
Luo Zheng's heart skipped a beat, "Besides, Long Chen is pretty good, but the most troublesome thing is Xu Xuanyun. She is the daughter of Xutian God King, and my identity comes from a lower plane. If it's too dazzling, say
It might arouse her suspicion!"
Although he didn't know the swordsmanship of other sword hall participants, Luo Zheng knew in his heart that there must not be many who could reach his level of swordsmanship.
Thinking in his mind, Luo Zheng's face remained calm, he nodded, and followed the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man didn't say anything, and a ray of true energy wrapped around Luo Zheng. He entered the sword hall and flew towards the depths of the sword hall.
"It turns out that this sword hall is much wider than what I saw. There is such a huge space!"
Luo Zheng was honest and didn't struggle, letting the middle-aged man wrap him up and keep going deeper into the space.
After a while, Luo Zheng was brought into a space. There was only one mountain in this space, and there were countless flowers on the mountain.
These flowers are extremely gorgeous, blooming in full bloom, some are only the size of fingertips, and some are as big as a house, which is very strange.
However, Luo Zheng soon discovered that the flowers on this mountain peak were actually composed of sword energy.
The entire mountain peak turned out to be an extremely large sword peak!
"It looks like a flower when looking at it roughly, but it looks like a sword when looking at it closely. It's like a criss-crossing canine and teeth, and it's extremely sinister. I wonder what the purpose of having such a mountain of swords is in the Sword Party?"
Luo Zheng watched it and thought about it in his heart.
However, he soon discovered that there were many masters practicing in Sword Mountain!
The cultivation of these people is very tyrannical, at least they are all powerful men above the cave heaven realm.
After a while, the middle-aged man brought Luo Zheng to the top of the mountain.
The top of the Sword Mountain was hidden above the clouds. Luo Zheng was brought into the clouds and mist, and after a while he came to the outside of a small pavilion.
There is a man sitting in the pavilion. He has a white beard and black hair. His breath is vague and non-existent, and his cultivation level cannot be seen.
"Hall Master, I have brought the Lisheng Swordsman here!"
The middle-aged man saluted the man with white beard and black hair in the pavilion, and then said to Luo Zheng: "This is the master of my Tungsten Sword Hall, why don't you salute!"
"We are all swordsmen. We don't need to worry about these red tapes. Children, come and sit in the pavilion."
The man with white beard and black hair smiled.
"Thank you, senior."
Luo Zheng bowed his hands in greeting, walked into the pavilion and sat down.
"This Lisheng swordsman is so bold that he dares to sit down in front of the hall master."
The middle-aged man thought in his heart and said: "Hall Master..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, the leader of the Tungsten Sword Hall with white beard and black hair said: "This hall master already knows, you can go down, I will ask you about this matter."
Seeing the Tungsten Sword Hall Master speak, the middle-aged man retreated.
He wished he could not come into contact with the spiritual masters of the inner sect. The aura of the spiritual masters was too terrifying, and even a divine thought was not something he could bear.
"Lisheng Swordsman, I asked you to come here this time to ask you something. You must tell me honestly. Otherwise, it will not be a question of whether you can enter our Sword Heaven Sect!"
After the middle-aged man left, the master of Tungsten Sword Hall suddenly stared at Luo Zheng and said coldly.
"Excuse me, Lord Hall Master."
Luo Zheng's heart beat fiercely, but his face remained calm and he said with a smile.
"What method did you use to defeat the Divine Master Sword Soul in the Sword God Cave?"
The master of the Tungsten Sword Hall did not beat around the bush and asked directly: "With your swordsmanship, it shouldn't be enough to defeat the 9,000-year-old ancestor's sword soul!"
"The hall master is saying that the young man in green in the Sword God Cave is the sword soul of the founder of the Dao Sword Heaven Sect?"
Luo Zheng was shocked and asked quickly: "What is the sword soul of the nine thousand year old ancestor?"
Luo Zheng had had such a thought in his mind before, but he just passed it by and didn't take it seriously.
When the Tungsten Sword Hall Master said this, Luo Zheng himself was shocked.
"Yes, the young man in green in the Sword Ancestor Cave was created by the ancestor of our Taoist Sword Heaven Sect who sealed his sword soul into it."
The master of the Tungsten Sword Hall said: "The nine-thousand-year-old Patriarch Sword Soul is the swordsmanship of the Patriarch when he was nine thousand years old. The first Patriarch Sword Spirit you encountered was the strength of the Patriarch when he was ten years old.
, then twenty years old, thirty years old, increasing by ten years each time. After reaching a hundred years old, you will participate in a hundred-year-old cultivation each time, and the last ancestor sword soul you defeated was nine thousand years old!"