"The one hundred and sixty!"

With a swing of the sword in his left hand, he resisted the slash of a swordsman's will body, and Ling Chen's right hand was raised, and the sword light soared, and the opponent's head was thrown away.

Phew!

While killing the opponent, Ling Chen's shape shifted and shifted, and his figure missed the sword light attacking from behind, although the sword light did not hit Ling Chen, the breath on it left an obvious mark on Ling Chen's shoulder.

"One hundred and sixty-one!"

Diagonally avoiding most of the attacking sword lights, Ling Chen also pulled out the other sword on his waist, and with a volley in the air, the hands holding the two swords were like two wind wheels, and the staggered sword light sprayed out, and everywhere he went, the ground was full of holes, and the void sword marks were everywhere, and the eyes were full of desolation.

Poof!

The swordsman closest to Ling Chen was swallowed by this dense staggered sword light, slashed into dozens of pieces, and dissipated into nothingness.

"My power is too much to consume!"

After this trick was cast, Ling Chen's face turned slightly pale, and blue tendons appeared on his forehead, the power of this will body is not endless, from the first level to the present, he has killed more than four hundred swordsman will bodies, the strength of these more than four hundred swordsman will bodies is comparable to him, every time he kills one, it is not very easy, especially in the ninth level, killing one is equivalent to killing two or three in the eighth level, the difficulty has increased by more than two times, and the consumption is extremely huge.

Even if his true qi is very strong, he can't withstand such consumption.

Fortunately, these swordsmen's will bodies will also be consumed, and their state has declined, otherwise it will be difficult for Ling Chen to persist if they continue.

The figure soared back, Ling Chen took a deep breath, and pointed a sword at the oncoming dense sword light.

Bang!

The sword light like light is strong when it is strong, and it simply explodes the threat.

"One hundred and sixty-eight, one hundred and sixty-ninth!"

The void borrowed strength, Ling Chen did not retreat but advanced, and in extreme speed, his body trembled, turning into dozens of shadows and drowning the two swordsmen, the sword light flashed, and the two fell to the ground.

……

Hiss!

Around the wall of the ever-year-old history, there was a burst of gasping cold air.

"It's been eight hours since he started testing!"

"Even if he can't pass the ninth level, he will definitely be in the top five."

The faces of all the people present changed, most of them stopped at the fifth level, few broke through to the sixth level, the sixth level was so difficult, and so on, the difficulty of the ninth level was definitely unimaginable, otherwise, in the past five hundred years, among the thousands of geniuses, how could only Taibai Sword Immortal and Empress Yunyao have passed the ninth level and are proud of the world's talents.

"This person is so wicked!"

When Ye Ming came, he was very confident in his qualifications, but now, he has been hit and his body is incomplete, not only him, but Yu Wenjie and Dong Yaotian also feel the same way, their ranking is not worth mentioning at all.

Dong Yaotian looked at Ling Chen, who was sitting in front of the green history wall, his eyes were slightly condensed, "Yu Wenjie, this kind of genius can't be let go, and it must be pulled into our camp." ”

Although these geniuses have their own power backgrounds behind them, they also have their own parties and organizations.

There are countless geniuses gathered in the land of Kyushu, and if you walk in a certain city, you may meet some geniuses, and geniuses are very proud, and when you meet together, friction will inevitably occur, and you don't like each other, and after a long time, small contradictions gradually evolve into hatred, and you are hostile to each other from the bones.

If you want to fight fairly with others, others may not fight fairly with you, and if you want not to suffer, you must have your own group, have your own faction, in this way, whether it is fair or unfair, others will not be able to bully you.

An organization like theirs, called the "Aoyamakai", is quite famous among many genius parties, but it is not the top.

A demon like Ling Chen, once known by other genius organizations, will definitely be contested and favored by tens of thousands of people.

……

"The one hundred and seventy!"

With the power of the fall, Ling Chen fell from the sky, and a sword slashed on the top of a swordsman's head, and the blade slashed along the center of his eyebrows, and the swordsman was split in two.

Call!

There were only the last eighty or so swordsmen left, and Ling Chen took this opportunity to take a fierce breath and calm his nerves that had been stretched to the limit.

Sou! Sou! Sou! Sou! Sou!

The five swordsmen were not afraid of death, and attacked Ling Chen from five angles, but before anyone arrived, the sharp sword qi was like a steel knife scraping bones, and it slashed fiercely.

"The Domain of the Speed Sword!"

Following an unbelievable trajectory, Ling Chen turned around, and the white horse passed through the gap in sword qi like a gap, and a sword pierced the neck of the side swordsman, and the long sword was drawn, drawing a stunning arc in mid-air, and slashing the other swordsman's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

After fighting until now, Ling Chen is almost exhausted, and the power in his spiritual body is almost squeezed out, and he is no longer vigorous, of course, the combat power of those swordsmen is also very damaged, after all, they have no senses, their strength is weak, and their combat power is weakened to the same extent, and it is easy for Ling Chen to kill.

"Retreat!"

The two swords crossed, one positive and one reversed, and the two crescent-shaped sword qi formed a hemispherical shape, crashing into the two swordsmen who took advantage of the situation, and at the same time, the little finger of the right hand holding the hilt of the sword was cocked, and a ray of light-like sword qi shot out, piercing through the forehead of the other swordsman, and at the critical moment, the swordsman's body moved horizontally, replacing the forehead with his shoulder.

Phew!

Injured in the shoulder, he didn't feel anything except for a slight pause in his body, and he slaughtered Ling Chen lifelessly, and the long sword was wielded without leakage.

"Die!"

With a flip of the wrist of his right hand, Ling Chen showed no mercy and cut off the opponent's body.

The exhaustion became more and more serious, Ling Chen gritted his teeth fiercely, and rushed out with his body close to the ground, his long hair flying.

One of the remaining two swordsmen rushed up, the long sword in his hand and Ling Chen's long sword together, but unfortunately Ling Chen's momentum was fierce, and he rushed and collided, crushing the other party all the way to miles away, and the blazing sparks erupted between the two.

In the case of exhaustion, Ling Chen's potential exploded instead, and he did not defend the counterattack, releasing the last of his strength.

Slashed and killed more than a dozen swordsmen in one fell swoop, the long sword in his left hand was inserted on the ground, Ling Chen took a deep breath, and the strength of his originally exhausted body did not know where it came from, and it was poured into his arms along the virtual meridians in his body, and the muscles of his arms bulged up at once, with sharp edges and corners, like steel casting, knives and axes.

Bang!

There were no tricks, just a straight shot.

Ling Chen held the sword in both hands, and directly slashed the swordsman in front of him into the ground, half of his body was buried in the soil, and before he could react, another sword was slashed, this sword was simple, but it seemed to carry a blow from all of Ling Chen's mind, and instantly split the long sword that the swordsman held above his head.

Card rub!

A human head flew out.

Collecting the sword and standing, Ling Chen looked up and looked around, only to see the boundless barren land full of desolation, if the swordsman had a body, it must also be corpses all over the field, and blood flowed like a river.

There were still twenty or thirty swordsmen left, but Ling Chen had already stopped, and by killing these twenty or thirty swordsmen, he would be able to pass the ninth level smoothly.

However, at this time, Ling Chen was exhausted, and his body felt even more sore, like a stone, but as long as he held his last breath, he might not have the possibility of clearing the customs.

"Forget it, Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, if all of them are cleared, I'm afraid the ranking will rush to an extremely high point."

Ling Chen did not choose to continue to rush and kill, but let the pierced sword pierce through his body, turning into nothingness and dissipating.