Seeing that the young man Mu Ze listened to the stubborn appearance of not listening to others at all, the black-clothed young man who almost bit a mouthful of silver teeth was eager to kick it directly, and the expression of hatred made Mo Kongjing feel empathy.

"Puff cough cough" was hit by a foundation building period demon beast exploiting a loophole, although the young Mu Ze avoided the key point in time, but the powerful strength of the demon beast still made him spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't die if you're paralyzed! If you die, how will I get through this! Seeing the appearance of the young Mu Ze being seriously injured, the young man in black jumped up.

Hearing this, Mo Kongjing, who had been holding the sword at a loss, almost slipped and fell directly to the ground.

The word facial paralysis, well, is indeed quite suitable for the current teenager Mu Ze to hear, but the latter sentence is intriguing.

Mu Ze, the young man who was frowning and dodging the attack of the demon beast, only frowned slightly when he heard this, and did not take this sentence to heart.

As soon as he saw the young man Mu Ze listening to this unenlightened look, the black-clothed young man with a red face who was angry suddenly seemed to have made a lot of determination, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he loosened the iron sword that had been tightened by the demon beast, and quickly ran to the young man Mu Ze listening, and without saying a word, he pulled the person up and crashed into the demon beast group suicidly.

He had already noticed just now that although the number of these powerful demon beasts was terrifying, there would never be more than three of them each time they came to attack them.

Although the rumors outside that the Pure Yang Sword, which is the head of the five major sects, are very terrifying, he believes that as the head of the five major sects, the entry trial of the Pure Yang Sword will definitely not leave a way to live!

He is gambling, betting on the second level of the Pure Yang Sword, and the real test is not strength, but courage!

In the face of a strong enemy, the courage to rush into the enemy group with a mortal heart!

The young man Mu Ze didn't know where the black-clothed young man in front of him came from with such great strength and courage, and he actually rushed straight towards the demon beast group! And he can't get rid of the strength of this black-clothed boy at all.

With a fearless expression, the black-clothed young man took the young man Mu Ze and rushed straight into the group of demon beasts, and this move frightened not only Mo Kongjing, who was watching from the sidelines, but even the Pure Yang Sword disciples who were hiding in the shadows were also frightened.

And the black-clothed young man who broke into the group of demon beasts, although his legs were still trembling, he stood straight in the middle of the group of demon beasts with a firm expression, and pulled the young man Mu Ze with a determined face and did not let go.

When the two teenagers turned pale, and were about to accept the reality of the swarming demon beasts tearing them apart in despair, a flute suddenly sounded in their ears.

"Stop." A cold voice sounded, and all the terrifying demon beasts suddenly turned into well-behaved and docile family pets, and then left one by one in an orderly manner, until they completely disappeared from the sight of the two teenagers.

"Huh, it scared me a lot, I didn't expect you two to be so brave, you are really heroes since ancient times!" A blue robe with Chang Xiao's figure appeared in front of the two, and his gentle and elegant smile made the two young men who were physically and mentally exhausted let down their vigilance.

It's just because his robe is embroidered with a special pattern unique to the Pure Yang Sword.

After the two teenagers glanced at each other, neither of them was the first to speak, but a look of fear that lingered.

And the black-clothed young man sat on the ground and gasped for breath regardless of his image, and after a while, he turned his head and asked, "Hey, facial paralysis, my name is Youlengting, what's your name?" ”

After being silent for a long time, it was only now that he finally realized that he had passed the level of the young man Mu Zeting was always silent, he was not good at interacting with people, but staring at the black-clothed young man in front of him who had no image at all, after a long time, he still spit out three words coldly, "Mu Ze listen." ”

Whew, it's okay after all, this cold pavilion is really a bold and careful teenager.

Mo Kongjing, who had been beside her to take in this dangerous and exciting picture, exhaled a long breath, and after seeing that the two of them had finally saved the day, she also took the long sword in her hand.

No matter how anxious she was, now she only existed in Mu Zeting's memory, and there was no way to help them.

"It's so good that someone can finally get past me!" Seeing that the two young men still had some fearful expressions until this moment, the elegant blue-robed disciple said so happily, and his exaggerated expression of about to cry with joy couldn't help but make people wonder.

However, only the disciples of the Pure Yang Sword knew that this was the second level that tested their courage, and how many people were stumped in the entry trial of the Hundred Years and the Tenth Grade.

Seeing the inexplicable expressions of the two, he didn't say anything more, took a step back to the side and let the winding path show in front of the two of them, and then smiled and exited.

Youleng Pavilion sat on the ground and gasped for a moment before suddenly breathing a sigh of relief, but such a relaxed and lazy expression did not last long, and soon he got up from the ground again and smiled at the young man Mu Ze on the side, "I didn't expect you to be quite strong, we have just entered this second level, and then we will continue to cooperate, right?" ”

And Mu Ze, the blunt young man at that time, didn't look at Yu Lengting much when he heard it, no matter how kind he was and wanted to get closer to the relationship between the two, he still walked forward without saying a word.

"Hey, hey, hey! Dead face paralysis! Why are you like this! The young Mu Ze stomped his feet angrily, but the helpless Yu Lengting shouted and chased after him again and again, until the figures of the two disappeared into the depths of the jungle, Mo Kongjing reluctantly took steps to follow the two to the unknown journey.

Walking through the outer hall of the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion, the place you can see is full of misty and towering palaces, but most of those palaces are built in mid-air, and there is no way to go there alone.

The only road that could be seen was the winding path that the Pure Yang Sword disciple who was holding Chang Xiao just now had let go.

The two of them still walked slowly one after the other, because they didn't know what unknown danger lay ahead, and the two of them coincidentally chose to be vigilant and slow.

Mo Kongjing, who was following behind the two, looked around with a puzzled expression, it was really strange, did the big sects like to build this bottomless tree jungle in their own sects?

The two teenagers didn't know where the direction they were walking led to, and Mo Kongjing, who was walking at the back, didn't know why the Pure Yang Sword, the head of the five major sects, would build such a vast and boundless sea of trees in his own sect, she only knew that this mountain peak surrounded by a sea of trees and bushes gave her an ominous premonition

"Ahhhh Dead face paralysis, you hold on! I—I'll find a way to save you right away! ”

Because of her distraction, she distanced herself from the two people in front of her, and when Mo Kongjing heard the frightened shouts of the cold pavilion, she frowned and suddenly felt bad, and immediately quickened her pace and hurried away.

(To be continued.) )