Youleng Pavilion will never forget how scared and frightened he was at that time.

All he knew was that when he was trying to escape in fear, that nice voice mixed with irrepressible anger asked him.

"Even if you can get away with the introductory trial of the Pure Yang Sword and trample on the sacrifice of your companions—do you want it?"

Does victory have to trample on the sacrifices of one's comrades?

He questioned himself over and over again, until finally, he finally had the courage to hold a sword!

I'll go! It turned out to be a giant python that can't even be called a demon!

Walking into the squatting down to look at the giant python that was cut off by the waist, Mo Kongjing's expression was very strange and abnormal, and after struggling for a long time, she finally gave up all words.

Although this giant python is extremely poisonous, its strength is a fierce beast, and it has not even reached the level of a demon beast, for ordinary people, it may be a threat, but for the majority of immortal cultivators, it does not constitute a threat at all.

"Hey, facial paralysis, are you still alive?" After sitting in place for a long time, Youlengting came back from his fear, and hurriedly stood up and wanted to walk to the edge of the cliff.

Of course, the young Mu Ze would not answer the question of Youleng Pavilion, but soon, when Youleng Pavilion walked to the edge of the cliff and saw the stubborn person below without saying a word, he was also speechless for a while.

The vines were found from the woods, and when the Leng Pavilion lowered the vines, Mo Kongjing finally noticed that she had always felt that something was wrong.

The strength of the young Mu Ze listening is tantamount to being recognized by many people, and even she has to admit that the young Mu Zeting at that time listened to the strong strength and resolute attitude.

Although the spiritual power in the body of a monk in the Qi training period is not enough to support the flight of the sword, but with the strength of the young Mu Ze, not to mention the flight of the sword, it is an easy thing to walk up from the cliff, right?

Thinking back to the appearance of that hand clutching the vegetation, Mo Kongjing found that she finally found the truth!

No wonder it wasn't until the vegetation was completely cut off that the young Mu Zeting had no choice but to insert his sword into the cliff to maintain his life.

And Youleng Pavilion, who had just overcome the fear in his heart, didn't care about these small details, and when he put the vine down, he didn't look at the expression of the young man Mu Ze under the cliff, and he dragged the vine to sit on the edge of the cliff with a white face and gasped for breath.

And the corpse of the giant python that was cut off by his own hands on the side, he didn't dare to look at it at all.

With a stiff face looking at the vines falling vertically in front of him, the young man Mu Ze's face became very pale when he heard it, and the hand he held his sword didn't dare to let go at all.

Even if there is a survival vine in front of him!

Oh my God, one is afraid of snakes and the other is afraid of heights! How did these two people survive the introductory trial of the Pure Yang Sword safely!

Squatting on the edge of the cliff and looking at the young Mu Ze, Mo Kongjing couldn't remember what the words were, and he was speechless.

After sighing no longer knowing how many times, the young man Mu Ze frowned deeply, as if he had made up his mind, and finally began to try to grasp the vine with one hand.

The young Mu Ze didn't dare to look down at all, he was just stubborn and stubborn, as if there was only one vine left in his eyes, and slowly climbed up inch by inch.

Mo Kongjing, who was squatting on the edge of the cliff, witnessed all this, and at this time, she realized that even Mu Ze listened when she was a teenager, and she had the courage that others could hardly match.

Whether it was hands or feet, they were all trembling, but once the young Mu Ze heard what he was determined to do, it seemed that he would not look back until he died.

He climbed up inch by inch, and at that moment, it was as if he had forgotten what he feared most.

Youleng Pavilion, who had been gasping for breath on the edge of the cliff for a long time, finally noticed that something was wrong, and the vines under his hand did not move for a while, just when he mistakenly thought that the young Mu Zeting had fallen, the belated gravity made him relax.

He had already come out of his fear, and without thinking much about it, he stood up and pulled the vines to help the young Mu Ze listen, and after the people came up completely, he found that the young Mu Ze's face was even paler than him.

"Hey, are you alright? How does it look half-dead. He asked suspiciously, he was ready to be ignored by this facial paralysis, but he didn't know that the young man Mu Ze gave him an unprecedented glance when he heard it, and he was speechless for a long time.

Puzzled, he touched the bridge of his nose, and he couldn't think of any reason why he had to throw away the vines in his hand helplessly, because he didn't want to stay next to the corpse of the giant python anymore, and the cold pavilion urged the young man Mu Zeting to leave this place quickly.

Of course, Mu Ze, a young man who has been apprehensive about the cliffs, will not refuse, and soon, the two of them who have the same thoughts in their hearts will leave together. Mo Kongjing could tell their fear in their still trembling legs, but even so—they never took a single step!

They are all proud of the sky, but I don't know if they have reacted now.

Ignorant of this, she shook her head slightly, got up from the edge of the cliff, and quickly followed in the footsteps of the two of them.

It's also strange to say, when they came here, they thought that this bottomless tree jungle would take a long, long walk, but since they met the giant python on the edge of the cliff, the two of them didn't walk long before they saw the exit of the woods.

With happy faces, the two of them walked quickly towards the exit one after another, and the things in front of them changed into a different appearance.

Slowly following behind, Mo Kongjing, who held his hands behind his back, sometimes shook his head with emotion, and sometimes looked up at the sky as if he had something on his mind.

She thought that she would never forget the bright eyes of the young Mu Ze listening to him.

There was a fear in those clear and bright eyes that she could see through at a glance, but there was also a sense of perseverance and calmness that could touch the heart, and even if it was afraid, it never backed down.

This is the disciple of the Pure Yang Sword!

This is the withered sword cultivator!

"OMG! What the hell is this! ”

I heard the crying and complaining of the cold pavilion from afar, and Mo Kongjing, who was a little puzzled, immediately didn't rush to sigh anything, and after catching up with three steps and two steps, she couldn't wait to shout the same as the cold pavilion when she saw the scene in front of her!

Those ferocious demon beasts who first entered the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion could barely be regarded as a test of courage.

After all, not everyone can rush into the enemy group in front of so many ferocious demon beasts whose strength is stronger than their own, but the disciples of the Pure Yang Sword must have the courage to rush into the enemy group with a mortal heart.

So it's barely a workout to let people rush into the monster group, right?

The snake and the cliff just now, to speak, can be regarded as overcoming the most fearful thing in one's heart, which is also a common training technique in other sects, but it is not as realistic and strict as the Pure Yang Sword.

So what's going on now?

Do you dare to come out and explain it personally?!

(To be continued.) )