I successfully passed the fifth level, but unfortunately there was no reward. However, Cheng Ling was also satisfied. Facing sixteen swordsmen, the fusion of swordsmanship reached 80%, the realm of swordsmanship reached the peak of the second level, the sword power was reduced to one thousandth, and his own strength reached a new level.
If the next few levels can be successfully broken through, the realm of swordsmanship is likely to enter the third level and reach the realm of the Heart Sword. The fusion of sword techniques and the compression of sword power can also be further improved, and the combat power is greatly improved.
With beautiful dreams in mind, we ushered in the thirty-two swordsmen of the sixth level.
The space of the trial chamber is not large, only a few hundred square meters at most. When thirty-two people are suddenly squeezed into such a space, the space pressure is extremely high. Cheng Ling felt that there was not even a second of rest time under his feet. As long as he stayed for a moment, he would be hit by the sharp sword energy.
The pressure generated by the thirty-two swordsmen was unprecedented, and ordinary attacks had no effect at all. The secret room was covered by the sword energy of the swordsmen, and even the sword control skills could not be used.
I have no choice but to use my last trump card. The Chunyuan Sword was handed over to his left hand, and the Dragon Song Sword came to the palm of his right hand. Even if you consume a lot of real energy and focus on the present first, if you can't pass this sixth level, the rest will be vain.
The afterimages of the real body kept changing, and the thirty-two swordsmen were unable to lock onto Cheng Ling in a short time and gain a chance to breathe. The real body came to the side of a swordsman on the outermost edge. The pure yuan sword in his left hand blocked the opponent's killing move. The dragon chanting sword in his right hand was raised high and slashed down hard.
The swordsman's illusory long sword was cut in half like tofu slices without any hindrance. Immediately afterwards, the sharp sword cut off most of the swordsman's body, and the swordsman lost all his fighting power. With one move of his left hand, he easily cut off the head.
The first swordsman kills!
The first one at the beginning was the key, and the remaining thirty-one swordsmen were stagnant.
A moment's pause, what a flaw in Cheng Ling's eyes, the real body changed, and came behind the two swordsmen at the front. The dragon chanting sword swept past, and the two swordsmen's bodies turned into four segments, turned into a blue light, and disappeared. In the secret room.
Unforgiving of his superiority, before the remaining twenty-nine swordsmen could react, they changed their true body positions again and killed three more swordsmen.
In less than ten breaths, six swordsmen died under Cheng Ling's sword. It was really thanks to the Dragon Sword. Although the swordsmen of Tiandaoguan are numerous and vaguely formed into formations, their cultivation is not superior and they have always remained at the five-star sword master level.
Unfortunately, the person he met was Cheng Ling. He was proficient in formations, and the formation he formed was not very threatening, and he could also take the opportunity to find a way to dodge. Coupled with the top-grade swords, the five-star sword master's strength is no match for a top-grade sword. Even he himself would not dare to stay under the sharp edge of the Dragon Song Sword.
With the help of the best swordsmanship, he killed five more swordsmen. There are only twenty-four swordsmen left in the secret room. The sword technique has been integrated to 80%, the sword power has been compressed to one thousand one hundredth, and the realm of swordsmanship has reached the critical point of breaking through the third level.
However, Cheng Ling felt that the power of the one-thousand-thousandth sword force was greatly weakened, and it was much less powerful than the fused sword force used by the swordsman. Only by maintaining the one-thousandth sword force could they meet their attack standards. .
"My sword power is only at the introductory stage. It still requires one thousandth of the energy and spirit to exert the amplifying effect of the sword. Perhaps when it reaches Xiaocheng in the future, the proportion of integration can be reduced. Unfortunately, there is no shortcut to improve the sword power. But you can only rely on accumulation over time.”
Cheng Ling then decided to use one thousandth of the sword power to fight the enemy and no longer compress the ratio of the sword power.
example. In this way, it will not consume a lot of energy and can be maintained for a long time. The power of the sword technique can also be improved. However, killing twelve swordsmen in succession in front of him consumes a lot of real energy, so he has to put away the Dragon Song Sword. , switching to pure Yuan sword to deal with the remaining swordsmen.
Holding a True Essence Fruit in his left hand, he restored his True Essence while killing the swordsman. Now, he has integrated 80% of the thousands of sword techniques he has seen, which means that more than 8,000 sword techniques have been integrated into his mind. The sword techniques in the hands of the swordsman are already familiar to him, with only some minor changes. Not fully grasped.
The number of swordsmen is reduced, the swordsmanship routines are clear, and the threat is greatly reduced. Half an hour later, six more swordsmen were killed, leaving only eighteen swordsmen in the field.
The continuous killings gradually condensed the sword power on his body, and his eyes seemed to condense into a killing intent. An ordinary monk would feel suffocated just by looking at it.
Two hours later, there were ten swordsmen left in the field.
Three hours later, all thirty-six swordsmen were killed! Passed the sixth level!
This time, another reward appeared. Unfortunately, what I saw was still an elixir, but the elixir looked older than the previous one.
"That elf is really awesome. He just made a minor mistake. Not only did the quantity of rewards be halved, but the quality also seemed to be reduced a lot. Both times he cleared the level, he only got pills and no rare materials. , I hope I can get it together in the treasury!”
Cheng Ling was so depressed that he said to himself that he had obtained five or six of these elixirs from Humanity Pass to Tiandao Pass, but he still didn't know what effect they had. After going out, you must ask the old man immediately, otherwise your heart will be extremely unbalanced.
Suppressing the dissatisfaction in his heart, he adjusted his physical condition and prepared to face the sixty-four swordsmen in the seventh level. According to past experience, the difficulty of the seventh level will be significantly higher than that of the sixth level. I hope it won’t be too abnormal.
But when all the swordsmen's figures appeared, Cheng Ling was stunned. Instead of sixty-four swordsmen, there were only forty-nine. what happened? Could it be that the elf's conscience found out?
But his consciousness swept away and he almost cursed! The number of swordsmen has decreased, but their level has improved. The forty-nine swordsmen all have the aura of the Six-Star Sword Master, and their strength is one star higher than the previous six levels.
Abnormal pressure poured down like a torrent, and Cheng Ling didn't even have time to curse. For the first time, nine afterimages appeared beside him, and he didn't know where he was hiding.
Forty-nine swordsmen exerted their strength at the same time, and the sharp sword energy blasted nine afterimages in all directions. In an instant, they turned their heads at the same time, and nine afterimages appeared elsewhere, making it impossible to see where their true bodies were.
Cheng Ling could barely feel where his legs were. They were just swinging inertly, and the muscles in his legs seemed to be separated from the skeleton. Damn, my legs are almost turning into hot wheels. Forty-nine six-star sword masters are really perverted. There is no other way but to use the Dragon Song Sword!
In the sixth level, the Dragon Sword killed twelve swordsmen, consuming two-thirds of the real energy. The remaining one-third is used to save lives. There were forty-nine swordsmen in front of me, and it would take twice as long to kill them.
Fortunately, he took advantage of the time to kill the ten swordsmen at the end to fully recover his true energy. Otherwise, he would not even be able to use the Dragon Sword, and would have to be blown to pieces by the sword energy of these swordsmen.
Cheng Ling secretly rejoiced that the dragon chanting sword and armor had been the most helpful to him so far. If I had not received these two rewards before, I would have failed at the sixth level of Tiandao Pass!
There are a lot of swordsmen
There are too many, and it is very difficult to see all their swordsmanship clearly, so we can only observe them in a targeted manner. For two hours, while constantly dodging, he figured out the swordsmanship routines of several swordsmen among them, changed his body shape, and used the power of the Dragon Sword to kill five of them.
Three hours later, six people were killed again.
At this time, the true essence is no longer able to support the use of the Dragon Song Sword. You can only stop killing temporarily and take the opportunity to recover during the game.
Six hours later, he took out the Dragon Sword again and killed six more people.
Eight hours later, four of them were killed!
One-third of the true energy is left, and there are thirty-one swordsmen left in the field. The Dragon Sword was put away and he continued to fight with the swordsman. But in his mind, the fusion of swordsmanship has reached 90%, and the realm of swordsmanship is only a thin film like a piece of paper from the third level.
The fusion of swordsmanship was almost complete. Using the Pure Yuan Sword, it took two hours to kill five swordsmen.
The true energy was restored and he continued to use the Dragon Song Sword. Repeating this process over and over again, starting from the seventh level until all of them were killed, it took a full twenty hours.
A deep sense of exhaustion came over him. Such a long battle had consumed a lot of energy, and his eyes were already blood red. I really don’t know how those sword cultivators in ancient times passed the three levels. Such difficulty is really appalling.
He didn't know that even in ancient times, only a handful of people could reach the seventh level of the King-level Tiandao Pass. As for the person who has made it to the ninth level, there is only one person in hundreds of millions of years. His achievements are already at the forefront of sword cultivation in hundreds of millions of years.
As a reward for the seventh level, he finally got a rare material, which relieved his mood a little.
The eighth level, sixty-four six-star sword masters!
After holding on for five hours, Cheng Ling killed the first swordsman. Fortunately, all the ten thousand sword techniques have been integrated. In his mind, it was like a strong storm was blowing, and all kinds of sword techniques were completely integrated. It took a long time before it calmed down.
It's just that his mental energy is extremely consumed, like a candle in the wind, it will be annihilated by a breeze, and he has reached the limit of endurance. But under those blood-red eyes, there was a dazzling light shining faintly.
At the sixth hour, the huge sword pressure made it impossible for him to stand upright, and his movement began to stagnate. The surrounding space was wrapped in the sharp sword energy. The space for movement was greatly reduced, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. .
The swordsmanship of these swordsmen is all in their minds, but after all, there are sixty-three six-star sword masters, so the pressure brought by them has not been reduced at all.
At the seventh hour, the entire figure seemed to have lost a lot of weight. There were only three places left to move around, and there were still sixty-three swordsmen left!
At the eighth hour, his muscles atrophied, and the skeleton in his body could almost be seen. There were still sixty-three swordsmen left. He could only lean against the wall of the secret room, resisting the swordsman's attack in a messy manner. His eyes were blurred and he was helpless. Identify the direction.
At the ninth hour, just when all the swordsmen felt that Cheng Ling could be killed with the easiest sword, a loud shout rang out in the secret room.
"Give me a breakthrough!"
Like morning bells and evening drums, these four words linger in the trial space for a long time. Cheng Ling's body seemed to turn into a black hole vortex, sucking in all the sword energy and spiritual energy emanating from the trial space into his body.
His figure instantly filled up, and his frame, muscles, and skin returned to their original state. The whole person was suspended in the air as if a god had descended, and he drew two swords casually. The dozen swordsmen in front of him had no resistance at all, and they were instantly turned into ashes and turned into energy and sucked into the body.
