In the hinterland of Wanyuan Sword Mountain, between the mountains and mountains, there is an empty flat land with ten green stone platforms with a radius of one hundred feet. In front of it, there is a large platform filled with countless rusty iron poles. Thousands of swords on the cliff.
Ten stone platforms, nine in a circle, formed a circle. Ten monks sat cross-legged on them. In addition to them, there were nearly a hundred figures in different clothes sitting quietly on the ground. The sword revealed their identity - sword cultivators!
Their eyes were closed tightly, and the sword energy flowing around them disrupted the spatial fluctuations, causing the originally silent valley to be constantly raging with fierce sword energy!
There were also many people standing on the edge. They did not have the unique aura of sword cultivators, but when they looked at the sword wall, their eyes were full of passion and yearning. Although they did not practice swordsmanship, they There is a trace of luck in my heart, hoping that the swordsman sage will choose me as the inheritor.
Of course, there are also some friends and companions of the sword cultivators who chose to stay and wait because of their practice. In previous Wanhua events, there were always dark horses who achieved sword breakthroughs and finally reached the top of the rankings. They also held expectations in their hearts. Who can get the fortune and become a blockbuster?
At this moment, the young man in black sitting on the central stone platform moved his body, his jet black hair flying in the air in the breeze, and the eyes under his slender sword eyebrows suddenly opened, revealing an ancient well like a deep pool. Waveless eyes.
The ripples of terror spread in circles like ripples, causing everyone to look at it. When they felt the blooming Ling Tian Sword Intention, their awe-inspiring eyes were even more filled with a sense of shame.
Those evil geniuses made them feel desperate from the bottom of their hearts. Even if they were given ten more years of training time, they would still be unable to match them.
"The Lin family's peerless sword in the imperial city has extraordinary understanding and has become a demon!" Some people's eyes were filled with strong envy. Such people are arrogant among their peers and are destined to step into the ranks of the strongest men in the empire in the future.
"What is Lin Yige's identity? He is a talented young man who is called the rising sun of the empire alongside the young master of the Yunze Merchant Alliance and Mo Yuanzong's Lei Zi. This is nothing surprising!" Someone nodded with eyes filled with excitement. With unabashed admiration.
"The empire is boundless, the vast sea of people, all living beings, how many hidden masters are there? How many talented and outstanding disciples are there under their sects? If they are included, this reputation is untrue and mixed with water." In the blockbuster Amidst the uproar of approval, someone refuted. This voice suddenly appeared like a sudden force and instantly attracted many people's unkind looks.
"What qualifications does a humble little person like you have to favor one person over another?" The voice was harsh and full of contempt and making things difficult.
As soon as this statement came out, people immediately applauded, and there was an endless stream of abuse.
"A gentleman is magnanimous, and villains are always close to each other. Despicable people are often narrow-minded."
"It seems like those who like to talk sarcastically are the behavior of villains."
"With your cultivation and vision, why do you judge others?" When everyone criticized him, the man became even more arrogant and sarcastically said.
"Xia Haochu, the god general in the army, a disciple of Venerable Wuya, and the heads of departments of Tianyuan College. If they are included, what should be said?" He did not shut up because of this, but continued to denounce suspicions.
Many people fell silent because of this. Those he mentioned were the best among geniuses, especially Xia Haochu, who was young and outstanding and has now become a leader.
The man was speechless, but he was very angry in his heart. Suddenly, something flashed in his mind, and then he shouted: "Sharp-tongued boy, what's the use of talking more? You can't even connect them." Not even a hair on my head can compare.”
"The realm of cultivation is before you. This is a fact. No one can change it." The man sighed again, and the fluctuations of the seventh-level blood spirit realm in his body were really unsightly.
"That's not necessarily the case." There was firmness in his eyes, and his face was filled with excitement, which showed his indomitable confidence.
"It's shameless to say that, have you seen those ten green stone platforms? Go grab one if you can." The man encouraged, with a look of scorn on his face.
He gradually walked forward and looked at the stone platform with deep doubts in his eyes. At this moment, his handsome face made many people feel sorry for him, secretly sighing that under such a good skin, there was a shameless heart. .
And he is Lin Zixuan who came here through the space tunnel! !
"The mouse's eyes are short-sighted. That is the Enlightenment Platform. Sitting on it, you can obtain endless sword energy to temper your body, and you can also feel the magical power and meaning left by the swordsman sages. However, if you cause trouble with your cultivation level, you will undoubtedly die." Someone explained. , looked at Lin Zixuan with pity.
"Passed the test? Can you summon the phantom from Wanyuan Sword Mountain?" Lin Zixuan frowned slightly and asked.
As soon as this statement came out, many people immediately laughed at him, and that person laughed even more. He thought that the so-called newborn calves are not afraid of tigers could be used to describe him.
The ten stone platforms represent the best swordsmen with superb swordsmanship. It is undoubtedly a fool's dream to defeat them. Otherwise, why would the nearly a hundred sword cultivators next to them be willing to be their subordinates instead of replacing them?
"Theoretically, it's true. If you master the advanced sword skills, you can summon the sword spirit." The man said with a smile. He couldn't wait to see Lin Zixuan humiliate himself.
Lin Zixuan did not speak, his firm eyes represented his attitude. He moved forward, step by step. In addition to resisting the powerful pressure emanating from the stone platform, he also had to defend against the terrifying sword energy released by nearly a hundred sword cultivators.
He snorted coldly and activated the Thirteenth Blood Mansion. The majestic blood energy fluctuations made him unstoppable. In seven breaths, he approached a stone platform. The sword cultivator sitting on it had reached the middle stage of the ninth level of the blood spirit realm.
"Give way!" Lin Zixuan didn't say much, his strong attitude said everything.
The sword cultivator ignored it. Lin Zixuan's provocative behavior seemed ridiculous to him.
"I count to three, if you don't disappear in front of me, I will make you disappear forever!" The sword cultivator's voice was cold. It was an unforgivable crime to disturb his practice. If not for this critical moment, he would have killed him long ago.
Lin Zixuan's face froze. Since he was rude to him, he should stop giving him face.
He jumped up from the ground, clenched the five fingers of his right hand, and then swung it straight out, hitting the sword repairer between his eyebrows.
A simple punch without any fluctuations in cultivation, but with a mighty coercion. This is the fusion of the Thirteen Blood Mansion, Desolate Blood Patterns and the power of the whole body's blood. It is also Lin Zixuan's strongest punch so far. This punch can destroy Kill any monk below the ninth level of the Blood Spirit Realm.
Lin Zixuan's sudden attack caused the sword cultivator's expression to change slightly, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"If there is a road to heaven, don't take it. If there is no door to hell, you will throw yourself into it. In this case, you might as well die!" The sword cultivator's voice was cold and his expression was extremely indifferent.
