However, although Ouyang Ziyou and Tian Wu'er both fainted after exhaustion, Tian Wu'er was not too injured, but Ouyang Ziyou was obviously a little mentally exhausted, which was related to his previous injuries and too much hard work.

At this moment, two of the three had already withdrawn one after another, so there was only He Yanqiu left, so almost everyone's eyes were focused on him, but he himself didn't know at all.

This is already the fourteenth wave of sword passers, and there are full thirty of them in each wave, and every time He Yanqiu has to face the siege of thirty sword passers without any flaws.

Constantly colliding head-on, breaking the force with force, it is difficult for He Yanqiu's body to find a place without injuries.

Wounds appeared all around He Yanqiu's body, and then healed, tore, healed, and tore again.

This kind of extreme battle has forced almost all of He Yanqiu's strength out, and the expressionless but murderous sword bearers continue to erode He Yanqiu's heart, once He Yanqiu sinks in the killing, or is corrupted by killing, then he will never be able to get out of the world in the Sword God Monument.

This means that He Yanqiu not only has to constantly resist the encirclement and suppression of the sword passer, but also has to guard his mind, which is a cruel and long test for He Yanqiu's body and spirit, and He Yanqiu's body and mind are always on the verge of collapse.

Although the test was cruel and even ruthless, as long as He Yanqiu could support him a little longer, he would be able to reap great gains, both mentally and physically.

Powerful sword moves not only require perfect physical fit, but also enough mental strength to support and adjust. If it weren't for He Yanqiu's extremely good cultivation, he wouldn't even last for eight hours.

With the appearance of the fifteenth wave of thirty sword passers, He Yanqiu's consciousness finally began to be a little condensed, and the picture he saw with his eyes became a little blurry, He Yanqiu knew that he had really reached the extreme.

These thirty sword bearers did not show mercy because of He Yanqiu's lack of state, they were like cold murder weapons and strangled towards He Yanqiu, without the slightest hesitation, and even every sword bearer was aimed at He Yanqiu's death hole.

A full thirty sharp long swords pierced the air, emitting white light, and then in an instant, at the same time, they were among the thirty deadly death holes on He Yanqiu's body.

The pain that was like the most severe torture in the eighteenth layer of hell, in a breath of time, the spirit of He Yanqiu's already about to collapse was strangled to pieces, and at this moment, He Yanqiu even thought of the way of death, but the choice was not in his hands at all, and He Yanqiu couldn't even move a finger.

I knew that I would face such pain, and I wouldn't come back to see this bullshit Sword God Monument if I was killed! He Yanqiu didn't have a chance to vent his anger, because his consciousness only lasted less than two breaths before it collapsed in the world of the Sword God Monument.

Although the pain expanded He Yanqiu's feelings about time, it also increased He Yanqiu's understanding of the sword path of life at that moment.

It seemed that an invisible barrier had been broken, and of course the feeling of sudden enlightenment would not appear in He Yanqiu's consciousness, because he had already fainted to the ground.

When He Yanqiu woke up again, it was already the third night, and he had slept for two whole days.

There were still bursts of tingling pain in his mind, but there was a majestic power flowing around his body, if it weren't for He Yanqiu's body being strong enough, this powerful force alone could break his flesh and blood.

As for this power, it did not appear out of thin air, but came from the result of continuous training in the world of the Sword God Monument, although the world in the Sword God Monument is constructed by spiritual power, but it can be directly transformed through the spiritual power to the physical body, using the law of the sword to directly transform, it can be said that in just one day, He Yanqiu's strength has been greatly improved again.

"Senior Brother He, you've finally woken up!" Zhao Yu'er cheered in surprise, her eyes slightly ruddy, not because of throbbing, but because of the high concentration of her mind for a long time.

In the past two days, Zhao Yu'er has not rested for a moment, and even while taking care of He Yanqiu, she has constantly honed her sword intent.

Although Zhao Yu'er failed to enter the core position of the Sword God Monument with He Yanqiu and the three of them, in the trials on the periphery, Zhao Yu'er's improvement was also not small.

Faintly, Zhao Yu'er also felt a mysterious power, this power seemed to be able to communicate with the Sword God Monument, although it was not too obvious, but it brought great confidence and encouragement to Zhao Yu'er.

He Yanqiu's strength improved, Zhao Yuer saw it all, and while she was happy, she also felt a little panicked in her heart.

Although he knew that He Yanqiu's talent was very strong, his stubbornness since childhood made Zhao Yuer unwilling to be left far behind by He Yanqiu, and this huge gap in strength made Zhao Yuer feel more and more uneasy.

This kind of uneasiness touched Zhao Yuer's mind at all times, causing Zhao Yuer to be more eager and eager to improve her strength.

He Yanqiu's eyes fell on Zhao Yu'er's face, saw Zhao Yu'er's exhaustion, and said slightly apologetically: "Yu'er, I'm sorry for you, I should have slept for a long time, right?"

Zhao Yu'er smiled tiredly: "It's been two days, and I've slept more than Senior Brother for half a day." ”

Hearing Zhao Yu'er say that Ouyang Ziyou had also slept for more than a day, He Yanqiu's expression did not change much.

"Okay, Senior Sister Yu'er, it's really hard for you in the past two days, why don't you rest for a while!" He Yanqiu adapted to his body and got up from the bed.

"Well, then I'll go back first. Zhao Yu'er was indeed very tired, although she had a lot of words to ask He Yanqiu, but she was not in a hurry.

Seeing that Zhao Yu'er was about to turn around and leave immediately, He Yanqiu said: "Senior Sister Yu'er, if you don't dislike it, just rest here with me for a while, I just have some things to deal with." ”

Rather than letting Zhao Yuer destroy it herself, it is better to give the room to her, He Yanqiu looked at Zhao Yuer with a smile, and his expression was very gentle.

"This, well, Yu'er thank you brother. Although Zhao Yu'er was a little hesitant, she still did not refuse He Yanqiu's kindness in the end. And Zhao Yu'er is only Ao, she has been here for so long, it doesn't matter if she stays for another day or two.

"Then Yu'er, you have a good rest first, and I'll leave for a while. He Yanqiu nodded at Zhao Yu'er, then got up and left the house.

After leaving his room, He Yanqiu's expression that was still smiling just now immediately converged, and a dignified look climbed up He Yanqiu's eyebrows.

He Yanqiu frowned, his eyes revealed a palpitating look, and the music all over his body had a momentum that was ready to spread.

I really didn't expect that those guys from the Holy Sect really didn't want to let go of themselves.

Not long after waking up, He Yanqiu learned about the major events that happened in the Star Alliance a few days ago through the transmission note.

A master of the Holy Sect who stepped on the sky inadvertently sensed the location of the Star Alliance, and then called several companions, with a group of disciples from the Void Breaking Realm, to surround the stronghold set up by the Star Alliance in the Central Domain.

Although the people of the Holy Sect have not officially launched an attack for the time being, they will do so sooner or later. If strong support is not found, I am afraid that everyone who remains in the Star Alliance, including Luohongchen Yingxian'er, will face a huge crisis.

It was necessary to rush back as soon as possible, and He Yanqiu's mood became even heavier.

(End of chapter)