"Boom!"

The mountain peaks were broken, the giant trees were overturned, and the battle in the distance became more and more intense, and those masters hit the real fire and hit the sky, almost with the potential of breaking the clouds and splitting the sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was still chaos in the Sword Trial Floor.

A corpse fell to the ground, the iron turtle was covered in blood, and the demon body was proud, like a blood-stained Arhat! King Kong's protective strength was shown by him to be extremely powerful, the sword is not broken, and all laws are not invaded!

He has killed dozens of people, but his combat power is still undiminished, ordinary disciples of the Heavenly Sword Palace are difficult to pose a threat to him at all, and his strong posture has finally attracted a tall man holding a sun and moon shovel, this is by no means an ordinary disciple of the Heavenly Sword Palace, he has a cultivation in the middle of the Living Blood Realm, his name is Zhang Nuchong, he is also the eighth generation disciple of the Heavenly Sword Palace, his eyes are as angry as King Kong, he shouted violently, jumped in front of the iron turtle, and waved the "magic wand method", which was extremely powerful.

It is not difficult to say that it is difficult to test the sword level, and it is not easy to say that it is simple, it has great randomness, and luck has a great impact. It's all because the humanoid monster inside is randomly brushed out, and if you are lucky, you can brush out a bunch of disciples of the mountain gate of the basic internal strength realm, this level is better, and if you are unlucky, you will be able to brush out a few disciples of the living blood realm and even the dantian realm, and it will immediately make people unbearable, and theoretically speaking, it is even possible to brush out elite disciples such as Shang Chaoge and Ling Jiuxu who can be called terrifying within this sword ping.

At this moment, the first somewhat tricky Eighth Generation disciple of the Heavenly Sword Palace jumped out, but the Iron Tortoise's eyes lit up.

"My brother is feeling that he can't get enough of it, so I'm just going to test you!" He shook his arms and strode forward to take down this opponent!

The two sides came into contact and a fierce battle broke out.

Try Jianping, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Palace with names and surnames can be regarded as small bosses, these characters often have prominent images, distinct personalities, and their strength is by no means ordinary, their number is not much, but it is by no means Zhang Nuchong alone, fortunately, they have their own thoughts and actions, and not all of them attack and kill as Zhang Nuchong.

Ye Tongtian didn't want to come into contact with these famous characters for the time being, he avoided from afar, and only confronted ordinary Heavenly Sword Palace disciples, he knew his physical strength, if he didn't pay attention to conserving his physical strength in this melee, he would definitely suffer a big loss.

He is no longer obsessed with staining his clothes, but he is armed with weapons, with a long sword in one hand and a poisonous spear in the other, and he has done his best.

Brush Brush Brush ...... He frequently succeeded, in this chaotic scene, the poison-impregnated spear showed its might, or pointed, stabbed or swept, under the intentional attack, everything seemed to be smooth, once those Heavenly Sword Palace disciples were stabbed by the poison-impregnated spear, even if it was only a small wound, they would become sluggish and sluggish in a moment, and they would be slaughtered.

Ye Tongtian's methods were sharp, although the pressure was also extremely great, but he gradually stabilized his foothold and began to harvest his cultivation!

"I am willing to live and die with the palace gate, and I don't think about life and death! Kill Kill Kill! ”

Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of Ye Tongtian, and let out a low shout, this person had a sad face, holding a silver whip in his hand, cold and ruthless, and raised his hand and pulled it over, this whip was like a throbbing moonlight, cold and turbulent, anxious and powerful, Ye Tongtian looked at it, and was suddenly shocked, this is a famous and surnamed person.

"Jiang Beiyue: The eighth generation disciple of the Heavenly Sword Palace, in the middle of the Living Blood Realm, he has not cultivated his sword skills, and he is good at whipping alone!"

"It's broken, it's a hard idea!" Ye Tongtian secretly called unlucky, he couldn't avoid the opponent's silver whip at all, and suddenly his left shoulder was in a hot pain, the skin that was smoked was opened, and his bones trembled.

"Humph!" Ye Tongtian let out a muffled snort, he knew that he had encountered a powerful character, but it would be unwise to deal with it forcefully here, he gritted his teeth slightly, turned his head and left.

"Where the thief goes, die!"

Ye Tongtian chose to avoid the battle, but Jiang Beiyue didn't plan to let him go, so he chased after him and raised his hand to whip again.

His whip is spiritual, extremely agile and fast, it looks light and dexterous, but it breaks the muscles and bones when it hits the body, which makes people feel painful into the bone marrow, Ye Tongtian is also smooth and vigorous, but he was still smashed on his body by this whip, and a long wound was pulled out of his back, the skin was open, and the flesh was dripping.

"It's a good iron whip, it hurts so much to beat people, I'm afraid that the attributes are not bad!" Ye Tongtian grinned in pain, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, so angry, he wanted to turn his head immediately and fight Jiang Beiyue to the death, but he knew that if he really did that, it would be really dangerous, this place was chaotic, his enemy was not only Jiang Beiyue, once impulsive, until his physical strength was exhausted, he would have to pay a lot of price if he wanted to get out of trouble.

There are good things in his storage space, but whether it is the Red Blood Pill, the Crescent Silver Spear, or the Shadow Wolf Seal Card, all of them are one less than one, these are his hole cards, and if the situation is not too bad, he doesn't want to use them.

Ye Tongtian clenched his teeth, endured the severe pain, got up and fled again, he hoped to avoid Jiang Beiyue, but the fact was difficult to fulfill people's wishes, Jiang Beiyue seemed to recognize Ye Tongtian, and chased after him seriously, Ye Tongtian to the left He went to the left, Ye Tongtian to the right He went to the right, and never gave up, and in this process, the surrounding Heavenly Sword Palace disciples were very cooperative to surround Ye Tongtian, blocking his way and blocking his steps.

"It's a gang!" Ye Tongtian felt quite aggrieved, a row of Heavenly Sword Palace disciples in front of him blocked the way side by side, holding the sword and staring, at this time, it can be said that there is no way to enter the heavens and no door to the earth, he frowned, and immediately made a decision, and there were no more illusions in his heart, and he drank: "Since you can't hide, then don't hide anymore, since you want to fight, then Ye Mou...... As you wish! ”

Jiang Beiyue was expressionless when she heard this, and she raised her whip to answer.

The light and swift silver whip slashed head-on, Ye Tongtian hurriedly raised the poison-impregnated spear to resist, but the silver whip looked light, but it was heavier than an iron rod, and the power was extremely great, and it made a metallic trilling sound on the poison-soaked spear, Ye Tongtian couldn't make a big move, and suddenly his arms were numb, the tiger's mouth burst, and he took three steps back.

"With such strength, how can you be guts, do you think that the palace gate is in trouble, and you can take advantage of the weakness to enter? The disciples of the Holy Sect are not my enemies, but killing you is like slaughtering a dog! Jiang Beiyue raised the silver whip, and without a trace of hesitation in her eyes, she wanted to pull it down!

Ye Tongtian didn't say a word, since he chose to fight, he was also mentally prepared to use props, his eyes were cold at this moment, but he threw out five Shadow Wolf Seal Cards.

Woohoo, woohoo......

The card flew out, changed its hands, and quickly transformed into a vigorous shadow wolf.

Five cards, five shadow wolves! They manifested in front of Ye Tongtian's eyes, but they were swept away by Jiang Beiyue's silver whip at the first time, the silver whip was heavy, and the shadow wolf was just about to hide and retreat, but it was too late, and it was forced to be drawn from the stealth state, and the whole head bloomed, and collapsed to the ground like mud.

Ye Tongtian inhaled cold air, his eyes lit up, if it weren't for this shadow wolf, Fang Cai's whip might have fallen on his head, a good Jiang Beiyue, a good eighth generation disciple of the Heavenly Sword Palace, ten times stronger than those disciples of the Heavenly Sword Palace who had no name or surname!