Airplanes!

On top of the thousand-zhang giant sword, Ling Chen's name suddenly lit up, and then jumped straight into the area of the thirteenth layer, releasing an astonishing brilliance.

"Ling Chen has rushed to the thirteenth floor!"

Everyone was stunned for a while, and then there was an amazing uproar.

"How is that possible?"

Miyamoto Nora, Gen Yoshichao and the others, their faces showed disbelief, but the dragon man who was guarding the twelfth floor, Beichuan Ye was also defeated on this floor, how could Ling Chen break through?

"It's worthy of the person who defeated Kitagawa Night."

Tachibana Mingxiang shook her head, in fact, if you think about it carefully, things have not been able to make them so shocked, because Ling Chen is already stronger than Beichuan Ye, and it is understandable to break Beichuan Ye's record, but it is only because they underestimated Ling Chen too much at the beginning, which will lead to being so surprised that Ling Chen broke through to the thirteenth level now.

"It's us who underestimate him."

Xue Ji's pretty face also showed a touch of emotion, the name of the Sword King, as expected, is worthy of its name, the other party is advancing slowly, maybe it is not because it is too difficult to break through, but it is just a steady and steady fight.

"Thirteen floors, it's not too difficult to surpass."

Miyamoto Nora's eyes were slightly gloomy, and now that he thought about it, if he hadn't been caught off guard and was attacked by the gatekeeper, he wouldn't have been eliminated so quickly, and if he had been careful before, he would have been able to break through to the thirteenth layer.

"The thirteenth layer, this height, is already a well-deserved number one for the young generation."

Liu Sheng Bushou's face was gloomy, although he never praised others, but for Ling Chen, he had to obey, this guy, he must stay away in the future, if he can deal less, he will deal less, and if he can, he will not meet.

Yuan Yichao looked at the thousand-zhang giant sword with both eyes, "He should be about to come out soon." ”

"It should be soon."

Nora Miyamoto said coldly.

has already broken through to the thirteenth layer, Ling Chen will never have the ability to continue to break up, and further up, even if it is the top swordsmen in the Yingzhou kendo world today, such as Yusuke Kitagawa and Yagyu Senbei, these people's swordsmanship attainments are not comparable to the younger generation.

"Really?"

The red leaves not far away shook his head with a smile, the thirteenth layer, is it really the limit of Ling Chen?

Sword Prison, 13th floor.

The environment here has undergone a huge change again, when Ling Chen stepped on the thirteenth floor, he suddenly found himself in the middle of a series of snow-capped mountains, icy and snowy, the sky was still drifting with heavy snow, and it was extremely cold.

Even Ling Chen felt the cold, and the biting cold wind was blowing from all directions, not letting go of any corner.

"Who will be the opponent at this level?"

Ling Chen's eyes looked around, in the tenth, eleventh, and twelfth layers, he had already defeated the sword master who was holding a strange long sword, the ancestor of the orange clan, and the dragon man sword master, these three people were all first-class figures in the Yingzhou kendo world.

Now the gatekeepers of the thirteenth layer are not general.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

At this moment, a violent coughing sound came from a distance, making De Lingchen cast his gaze, only to see that in his sight, there was a dwarf-like old man who appeared on the top of the snow-capped mountain in front of him.

The old dwarf man was carrying a bamboo sword behind him, and his movements looked very slow, and on the hilt of the bamboo sword, there was a wine gourd hanging from it, and he walked slowly towards Ling Chen.

"This is the gatekeeper of the thirteenth layer?"

Ling Chen was stunned, this thirteenth-layer gatekeeper seemed to be much weaker than the previous three, like an old man with a candle in the wind, and his equipment was also very rudimentary, and it looked like he could easily defeat him.

But Ling Chen is not a fool, he doesn't think that this old man will be as weak as he looks, if he despises the other party because of his appearance, he is afraid that he will be caught off guard and die quite ugly.

The old dwarf man stopped about twenty meters in front of Ling Chen, he took the wine gourd from the bamboo sword, and then poured the wine in front of Ling Chen.

After drinking this strong wine, the old face of the dwarf old man also became red, and even his body swayed a little, as if he was unsteady on his feet, which made people even more contemptible.

However, at this moment, the old dwarf made a move.

He pulled out the bamboo sword behind his back in a very simple posture, and stabbed at Ling Chen in a wavering posture.

Ling Chen had already been on guard, and immediately made a dodge action, but this bamboo sword seemed to have eyes, Ling Chen just dodged to the left, the bamboo sword seemed to have predicted the direction of Ling Chen's dodge in advance, and suddenly stabbed to the left, it should have been stabbed in the air, but it just happened to stab Ling Chen, as if Ling Chen himself deliberately hit the bamboo sword.

As soon as his complexion changed, Ling Chen immediately took out his sword to block, although he blocked the bamboo sword, his body was knocked back, and he lost the opportunity.

Seize the initiative, the bamboo sword in the hand of the dwarf old man continued to pick and slash, every time, it seemed to be a reluctant move, but it was able to just hit Ling Chen, and Ling Chen couldn't see the other party's routine at all, and was pressed and beaten by the dwarf old man in the clouds.

Ling Chen watched the dwarf old man continue to pour wine, the bamboo sword in his hand was haunted, and it became more and more difficult to watch out, in the blink of an eye, there were already three sword marks on his body, and he was hit three times by the dwarf old man, but fortunately, the place where he hit was not critical, otherwise he would be in danger now.

"Instead of affecting his combat power, drinking alcohol made him stronger and stronger?"

A pair of eyes narrowed, Ling Chen understood, the other party's state was somewhat similar to Taibai Sword Immortal, after all, Taibai Sword Immortal was also addicted to alcohol, but the more wine he drank, the more powerful it became, because in Taibai Sword Immortal's opinion, wine and sword are one, so it can achieve such an effect.

I didn't expect this dwarf old man to reach such a level.

Poof!

Ling Chen was careless, and was stabbed in the chest by the dwarf old man, and the true qi of the protective body in his chest was broken, and a gurgling blood hole appeared.

Continuously stabbed by the dwarf old man, Ling Chen's face was also a little difficult to see, and after the light in his eyes flickered for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had thought of something, and the corners of his mouth quickly set off an arc.

Isn't it better than drinking?

It's as if only the old man can drink, and he won't.

"Wine!"

Ling Chen snorted, his left hand reached out, between his palms, the light condensed, and he had an extra pot of wine out of thin air, after all, this is the world in the sword prison, not the real world, what you want, you can condense it with your own swordsman's thoughts.

Holding the wine jug in his hand, Ling Chen didn't say a word, just removed the lid of the jug and poured it in a big gulp.

(End of chapter)