Sou!

Just as Ling Chen was shocked, the figure of the Spirit of the Sword Hell had disappeared in place, and in the reflection of Ling Chen's pupils, the eight weapons had already swung towards him in unison, and in his sight, the Spirit of the Sword and Hell had cast six tricks at one time, and the sword rays almost densely filled the space in front of Ling Chen.

No matter how surprised he was, Ling Chen still had to bite the bullet, he could only forcibly meet it, and use the double swords in his hands to catch the six major moves of the Sword Hell Spirit!

Poof! Poof!

In just the blink of an eye, Ling Chen's abdomen left a sword mark, almost piercing his abdomen, although Ling Chen blocked three of the moves with his double swords, avoiding two of them, but there was still one move that hit him, even if the hit rate was only one-sixth, it still caused him a lot of injuries.

Without giving Ling Chen time to breathe, the Spirit of the Sword Hell raised his sword again to attack, and the dense sword moves were dizzying, not to mention the sword resistance.

"There are too many moves."

Ling Chen's face became gloomy while resisting, this is no longer a matter of strength, but the pressure has suddenly increased several times compared to before, at least more than three times, this Sword Hell Spirit is not a normal person at all, but a fighting machine that is proficient in all kinds of powerful sword moves.

I didn't expect that the person guarding this eighteenth floor was such a monster.

After a wave of fighting, there were several more sword marks on Ling Chen's body, bloody, a hot pain, passed from those scars, although people will not die in this sword prison, but the pain can still be really felt, because the nerves of the body are damaged, and as long as the pain can be felt, it will have an impact on the combat effectiveness!

Fighting with such a fighting machine is a nightmare.

Outside.

Obviously, everyone was waiting for the final result, they wanted to know how many miracles Ling Chen could create, whether the other party would stop at this eighteenth layer, or whether they could break through the last layer of this sword prison and completely clear this sacred forbidden land!

Many people's eyes were firmly fixed on the light on the thousand-zhang giant sword, and they had secretly sworn in their hearts that even if Ling Chen completely cleared the level this time, they would never show any shock!

"Why haven't you come out yet?"

Everyone was a little anxious in their hearts, plus the sixteenth and seventeenth layers waiting in front of them, they had been waiting for almost two days, just waiting here, but there was no result.

But no one left halfway, because now is the moment to witness history, and if you walk away at this time, you will miss the historic moment, and there are even many warriors who came from the neighborhood overnight to see this miraculous moment.

Regardless of Ling Chen's success or failure, he will be the creator of the highest record in the Sword Prison.

The eighteenth floor, unprecedented.

"That's pretty much enough."

A veteran swordsman muttered to himself.

Ling Chen has broken too many records, and if this continues, the entire sword prison will be cleared by Ling Chen, but Ling Chen is not from Yingzhou, but a native of Kyushu, which is not something to be happy about for them as Yingzhou swordsmen.

The Sword Prison is such a sacred and great place, the eighteenth floor, that is the deepest and most mysterious place in the Sword Prison, if it is broken through by Ling Chen, then the last layer of the mysterious veil of the Sword Prison will be completely torn apart, and there will be no trace of secrecy at all.

"Who will be guarding the eighteenth layer of the Sword Prison?"

Beichuan muttered in his mouth, he is not the only one who has this question in his heart, everyone has this question in their hearts, what kind of person can be above Master Miyamoto and Ninja God, this kind of character should not exist at all......

"It must be a peerless figure, the level of the strongest."

A glimmer of light surged in Jian Wushuang's eyes, but after the words were spoken, he regretted it, because this is simply nonsense, although Master Miyamoto is not the strongest, but it is no different from the real strongest, and the ninja god, no one knows whether the ninja god has broken the void or not, but in terms of the status of the ninja god, it is above the master Miyamoto, it is conceivable that the other party is also the strongest level.

"Whoever is guarding the eighteenth floor, it's certain that it will be far more difficult than the previous levels."

Hongye stared solemnly at the Sword Prison in front of her, since she hoped from the bottom of her heart that Ling Chen would break through this eighteenth layer and set a supreme record, since she wanted to do it, she had to do it to the extreme, so she simply made the entire Yingzhou tremble for Ling Chen's achievements!

At this time, in the prison of the sword.

Bell bell!

As the sword rays collided in mid-air, the fierce sparks shot out in all directions, dazzling, and in the area where the sparks burst out, there were two figures constantly staggered, flashing endlessly.

Ling Chen's body was densely covered with sword marks, the number of which was at least more than fifty, and in many places he had suffered as many as two or three swords, and he almost didn't break his hands and feet.

But even so, such a serious injury, not to mention the impact on the body, the pain alone is enough to make even the most powerful master incapacitated, let alone continue to fight with others with a sword.

Ling Chen's ability to survive until now is all thanks to his own strong will, strong willpower allows him to ignore the injuries of his body, and after his true qi is unsustainable, his will can stimulate the potential of his body and forcibly maintain his strength for another period of time.

But even so, it is only a matter of surviving, and when the potential is exhausted, it will be completely weakened, and even irreparable sequelae!

But in this Sword Prison, Ling Chen didn't have these worries, because even if he was injured here, it would not affect Ling Chen's deity, and in this Sword Prison, any injury could be recovered as before.

If not, at the seventeenth layer, Ling Chen and the ninja god would have died together, and he would have had the opportunity to stand here.

It's just that at this juncture, his body has really reached the point of a strong crossbow, at first it was only a serious skin injury, but now, after fighting a hundred moves, his internal organs have been poked into several holes, and his body is completely on the verge of collapse.

In the depths of the body, there is already a trace of tiredness, which is rapidly growing and spreading!

And at this moment, the Spirit of the Sword Prison also suddenly flashed violently, and its figure had already appeared in front of Ling Chen, and the eight swords attacked Ling Chen!

Poof! Poof! Poof!

Even though Ling Chen had already seen the trajectory of the eight swords, he was still inserted into his body by three of the swords, and the three vital positions of the heart, abdomen, and throat were all inserted with a sword, instantly cutting off Ling Chen's lifeline.

(End of chapter)