As soon as Xiao Lang's words fell, he was immediately teleported by an unknown force to about 30 steps away from Bai Gu, and Bai Gu's voice sounded in his ears at the same time: "I forgot to say, in this second stage, except for death or running out of time, only escaping near me will be judged as a failure, of course, doing so means a safe end." ”

"Do I want to thank you for remembering it in time?" Xiao Lang didn't speak loudly, and he didn't care if Bai Gu could hear his "thanks".

Xiao Lang was on guard, and after only five seconds, he heard a "ding", as if from the void, countless sword spirits flew out, these sword spirits did not attack Xiao Lang directly, but wandered aimlessly three meters away from him, and gradually trapped Xiao Lang in the middle.

These sword spirits are really different from what Xiao Lang had encountered before, they are like real fairy swords, and they don't need to borrow the power of the ground to float in the air, each of them is at least half a meter high from the ground, and the highest reaches five meters, like a dry land tornado, and Xiao Lang is in the eye of this storm.

And even if they are occasionally still, they are still suspended in mid-air, and the sword body is horizontal, unlike the previous sword spirit, which always likes to stand on the ground with the tip of the sword pointing downward.

Xiao Lang saw that they did not take the initiative to attack, so he immediately took a look at it.

【Sword Spirit】

Grade: Pseudo-Xuan Rank 1 Grade

Qi and blood: 2

Sure enough, it was different from the previous Yellow Order Sword Spirits, but I didn't know if this "pseudo" word specifically referred to their blood volume.

Xiao Lang took a step forward and directly slashed a sword spirit, and sure enough, the damage was only 1, that is, Xiao Lang needed to hit two swords to kill a sword spirit.

However, what Xiao Lang didn't expect was that his action directly caused a riot among the other sword spirits, and the four pseudo-Xuan-rank sword spirits closest to his side stabbed directly at Xiao Lang.

At the same time, the sword spirit that was slashed by Xiao Lang just now fled quickly, and in an instant, it was mixed in the storm of other sword spirits.

Xiao Lang couldn't care about it now, and in the face of the four sword spirits, he had to deal with it carefully.

Once again, to his surprise, this Xuan-level sword spirit was extremely "fragile", but when he attacked, he was blocked by his own sword, and he also suffered 1 point of damage, and at the same time immediately fled.

What was even more unexpected to Xiao Lang was that it was such a bland block that actually allowed the already scarred waste sword in his hand to be cut out of a gap again.

Of the four sword spirits, Xiao Lang only had time to inflict secondary damage on the last one, which was considered a complete kill, and the price Xiao Lang was careless, stepping into the hatred range of other sword spirits, and causing six sword spirits to attack at the same time.

In the face of such a "fragile" sword spirit, Xiao Lang must have nothing to fear, and with a direct sweep, he made these six sword spirits retreat one after another.

But this is not what Xiao Lang wants, his goal is to kill, not to repel it, in this way, it is equivalent to doing useless work, especially this sweep, the waste sword in his hand is finally overwhelmed, with a muffled click, it is broken into two, and it is completely unusable, Xiao Lang has to find a spare one from the Qiankun bag.

Xiao Lang tried the attack power of this pseudo-Xuan-rank sword spirit again, and deliberately took a beat, but it was much lower than that of the Yellow Rank, only causing more than thirty points of damage to himself, but even so, it was not something that Xiao Lang could resist, especially here, these sword spirits were not here to fight Xiao Lang alone, as long as Xiao Lang "seduced", at least there were more than three numbers.

Thirty minutes is not a long time, Xiao Lang has undoubtedly failed, he only killed less than ten, but the good news is that the basic information is mastered.

As soon as the time came, the Xuan-rank sword spirits around Xiao Lang dissipated one after another, and he himself was teleported back to three or four meters beside Bai Gu.

Facing the white bones again, Xiao Lang's first sentence was: "In this situation, I guess I can't retreat from you if I want to." ”

Although Bai Gu reminded Xiao Lang of a way to end the challenge "safely", it was clear that the truly safe way was to stay put, because those sword spirits would not take the initiative to attack, and it would be enough to delay until the time was over.

In the face of the densely besieged sword spirits, it is the most dangerous to move around, especially in order to escape in the direction of the bones, which means that at the same time, I don't know how many sword spirits are attracted to attack, and I still leave my back to these enemies.

"I'm just offering a way to do it, as to whether it's feasible or not, so don't use it, that's your problem." Bai Gu's tone was still indifferent, making people want to break up its bone frame.

"Give me a new sword." Xiao Lang continued, this time, but with a commanding tone: "Don't say you can't, that's not realistic at all, it's impossible for anyone to hold the sword for such a long time." ”

The spare sword in Xiao Lang's hand and in the Qiankun bag was selected from this life and death box, although it was broken, there was no limit to durability, that is, theoretically, this sword could be used indefinitely.

But in fact, this waste sword will continue to wear out, and even break, and now the waste sword that Xiao Lang has just replaced in his hand is just a short period of fighting, so that it is full of gaps, and it will not be too far from breaking, and it is impossible to hold on for too long.

Speaking of which, although the attack power of this pseudo-Xuan-rank sword spirit is much worse than that of the Yellow Rank, the wear and tear of the weapon is far more than one.

Originally, Xiao Lang also asked Bai Gu the same question, but at that time, Xiao Lang didn't know what challenges would follow, so although he got a negative answer, he didn't particularly care.

But now, after seeing the second stage of the challenge in this martial arts, he understands that with this kind of waste sword alone, it is impossible to break through no matter what.

You can't let yourself use stones to meet the enemy, right?

Although Xiao Lang still has a few waste swords in his bag, this is his habit, and it is impossible to prepare only one weapon when performing the task, but this is Xiao Lang's own habit, and it has nothing to do with the test of Wuguan, not to mention, even if there are a few spare, but according to the consumption just now, it is not enough at all.

Xiao Lang didn't believe that the test in this box of life and death would be difficult for the practitioner in the weapon.

"Not really." Bai Gu replied, and at the same time, it seemed that Xiao Lang would not give up without giving a reasonable explanation, so he continued: "Because the people who enter the life and death box have their own special immortal swords, in the face of this level of attack, they are almost all undamaged, and they don't need any other weapons at all. It's only you, a mortal who has entered the box of life and death, and he doesn't even have a decent weapon, so he can't blame others, and he can only blame your master, so that you can enter the box of life and death in such a realm, and don't give you a weapon, it is clear that you want to be sent to death. ”

What Bai Gu said is reasonable, it seems to be very reasonable, and by the way, he has to provoke the relationship between Xiao Lang and Yan Wunuo, of course, he doesn't know who Xiao Lang's master is, and he doesn't care, he just hopes that Xiao Lang will spread his anger on others.

After hearing this, Xiao Lang took out a good-looking waste sword from the Qiankun bag again, but pointed directly at Bai Gu, and chuckled: "How good is it for everyone to be honest, what good is it for the two of us to tear our faces?" No, what's in it for you? ”