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You can't lose even if you die, Zi Lingyun surpassed Le Qingcheng, she didn't feel pain, she didn't feel tired, she just went all the way, stepping on the stone steps step by step, without any stop.

Han Kong only saw a bright purple suddenly float in front of him, and then he passed him and rushed in front of him.

Blood oozed from the boots under her feet, and there were little red marks left on the stone steps, because she was too fast, and there was not much blood on each step, just like a broken flower on a sword that could be seen in the light, and like a touch of red on the white jade face because of shyness.

Looking at the bright purple moving forward without pause, Han Kong frowned slightly, that was his opponent, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that he didn't want to see her work so hard, he couldn't help but remind: "The last ten steps are the most critical, you don't drain all the aura now, take your time step by step, you can also reach the top." ”

The more she consumes, the greater the pressure she admitts, she is working so hard now, and it will definitely be difficult to get to the next ten steps, and even if she could have reached the top, she will lose the opportunity because of her previous desperate efforts.

It only took two days to climb here from the foot of the mountain, but the last ten steps, the best disciples of the three major sword sects, also took ten days.

It was not one step at a time, but the last step that took a full nine days.

However, Han Kong's advice was not answered, he was only four steps away from her, he was sure that she could hear, but she didn't pay attention to it at all, and still moved forward step by step. The further he went, the more pressure he felt, and he saw that her shoulders were already trembling slightly, and the soles of her feet were already bleeding.

This is their thorny kendo road, every step falls, in fact, there is a test and comprehension of kendo, so desperate to move forward, in the early stage is okay. On the last stone steps, she was greeted with a huge setback, even the destruction that damaged the heart of the sword, Han Kong shook his head, and sighed lightly in his heart.

However, at this time, another man surpassed him. It was not Le Qingcheng, who had been following him closely behind him from the Immortal Sword Sect, but another disciple of the Tianxuan Sword Sect, Xuan Rumo.

Are the disciples of the Tianxuan Sword Sect so desperate? Do they want to try their luck, thinking that as soon as they enter the Sword Shrine, they will be recognized by the Immortal Sword? Han Kong smiled faintly, and he shook his head. He didn't say anything more, but walked forward slowly. The stone steps that spanned many under his feet were one difficulty after another that he overcame on the way to the sword. It was one whetstone after another, making his sword intent even more refined.

As he continued on, he stepped on a corner of his clothes.

Han Kong lowered his head and saw that Xuan Rumo of the Heavenly Xuan Sword Sect before had a pale face and sweat on his forehead. He had already sat on the stone steps with his shirt open, tiredly supporting himself with the scabbard, gasping for breath, but his eyes were tightly closed, and the painful expression should be that he had fallen into the predicament of the sword. I don't know how to do what I can. So quickly, it reaps the consequences.

Han Kong sighed and stepped on the corner of the clothes to step up the stone steps again.

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At the foot of the mountain. Xuan Qing also looked at the scene on the mountain road, Zi Lingyun didn't talk about it for the time being, Xuan Rumo suddenly rushed forward quickly, and he secretly said in his heart that it was not good, after all, Zi Lingyun's cultivation was there. If you are desperate, it is very likely to break through and impact the past. However, Xuan Rumo's cultivation realm is too low, and if he rushes forward like this, he will only be powerless.

At this time, Xuan Rumo was still eighteen steps away from the top of the mountain. However, he closed his eyes tightly, sat there with a pale face, and there was already blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, which should be due to the disorder of breath in his body, and he suffered a lot of internal injuries. He is just too impatient, and he is unwilling to admit defeat for the sake of Tianxuan Sword Gate.

Thinking of this, Xuan Qing's eyes were slightly wet, but his sentimentality became the subject of ridicule by others.

"Why are you Tianxuan Sword Sect disciples so impulsive? Didn't anyone guide them before they went up? It's like this now, and then it's difficult to reach the top, just one like this, and now two or three are like this. ”

After Xuan Rumo, there were several disciples of the Tianxuan Sword Sect who also began to step forward quickly, many of them had been injured, although they had taken the pill, how could the injuries caused by the Demon Cultivator of the Tribulation Period be fully recovered in a moment? They were all wounded, but even so, none of them retreated.

They slowly surpassed the people in front of them, although they were not as fast as Zi Lingyun and Xuan Rumo, but they were also faster than the disciples of other sects, and such a speed became a joke in the eyes of the onlookers.

"Could it be because Master Xuan was also seriously injured, so no one mentioned them?" It was an elder of the Immortal Sword Sect who said this, "Elder Xuanqing, Zixiao Zhenren, are you going to forget it?" Or did you lose the heart of scrambling before? ”

Xuan Qing turned his head to look at him, then rolled his eyes, and spat out a sour smell from his mouth, and the man was sprayed in the face without being on guard.

Xuan Qing pouted and said, "It's your business." ”

"You stinky bullnose, dirty and smelly." The elder of the Immortal Sword Sect turned pale, and he threw down his sleeves and stood aside, only to provoke the head Ling Yun to glance at him, so he didn't say more, but looked at the mountain road intently.

Jin Zhongliang never came back, Ling Yun was so anxious and panicked, how could he have the heart to listen to their bickering.

At this moment, someone else said, "Hey, that kid stood up." ”

Le Qingcheng surpassed Xuan Rumo, more and more disciples surpassed him, he felt a gust of wind pass over him, and some people even stepped on the hem of his clothes, and one person stepped on his feet. He didn't want to stop here, he couldn't stop there. He staggered to his feet, holding on to his flying sword, and without even opening his eyes, he stepped forward again.

"That kid actually used the flying sword in his hand as a crutch, the flying sword is the life of the sword cultivator, and it was actually used by him to explore the way." Some disciples whispered, and those voices made Xuan Qing's face even more ugly, but when he was anxious, he remembered what someone had told him before.

"You just put too much emotion on it, that's why you keep stagnating."

Yes, he does care too much about feelings, he cares about the Tianxuan Sword Sect, he cares about his disciples, and he cares about everyone in the sect. He can't see through it, if he becomes a great power and stands at the peak, he has to give up all this, so why should he stand alone on the top of the mountain?

Although the scenery is good, there is only one person, but it is also lonely. Xuan Qing looked at Xuan Rumo's swaying figure, looking at the wound on his body that was cut by the sword qi, and only felt that his heart was also tightly pinched. The elders of other sects all hoped that those disciples would survive to the end, even if they died, they would climb up, but at this time, he really wanted to tell Xuan Rumo that he didn't hold on, those sword wounds had made him a bloody man.

Not only Xuan Rumo, but also those disciples of the Heavenly Xuan Sword Sect, as long as they do their best. Every disciple is their hope, and they don't have to fight for their lives here.

Xuan Qing's face was ugly, and Zixiao Zhenren was not much better. Zi Lingyun had already advanced to the position of ten steps, and at this time, she was standing in place, her body was pressed a little stiff. The aura is exhausted, is she going to be unable to hold on?

And yet at this moment. Everyone heard a scream, and then saw Zi Lingyun take out the flute, and under that kind of coercion, play it slowly, and the flute rushed into the sky, splitting the thorns in her path. She stepped up the stairs, and she played her flute and took another step forward.

Just a moment. She took two steps. And there, are the last ten stone steps close to the sword mound. At this time, Han Kong of the Hanhai Sword Sect was still in the position of the eleventh step, while the Le Allure City of the Immortal Sword Gate was in the thirteenth step.

This situation. Neither the Immortal Sword Sect nor the Hanhai Sword Sect wanted to see it.

"God, she took four more steps forward."

"Again. One step further! ”

"Oh my God, she's only got three steps left."

In the blink of an eye, she took seven steps in a row. And now, with only three steps left, Zi Lingyun can reach the top.

Zixiao Zhenren and Xuan Qing's hearts were tightly suspended, because they were seriously injured, and at this time, there were only two elders at the foot of this mountain, and they all looked at the top of the mountain without blinking.

And at this time, Jiang Yunya, who was sitting under the tree, also opened his eyes, he raised his head, and looked at the figure on the top of the mountain from afar.

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Previously, Han Kong advised Zi Lingyun not to be anxious, but at this time, he himself was in a hurry, and after taking a few steps unsteadily, he felt that it was difficult to move forward, and his legs were so heavy that he couldn't lift them, and the action of lifting his legs made the aura that had been carefully controlled in his body quickly wear out.

This situation fell into the eyes of Elder Chen of the Hanhai Sword Sect, which naturally caused his face to change greatly, "What do you want to do in a hurry, don't be impulsive." He said anxiously, eager to rush over and yell in Han Kong's ear. It's just that he can't get through, that kendo, can only climb once, and there is a strict age limit.

"Oh my!" There was another sensation in the crowd, just because in this short period of time, Zi Lingyun, she took another step forward. The bright purple floated on the top of the high mountain, and the melodious flute sound reached everyone's ears, which made their hearts extremely shocked.

At this time, even Ling Yun, the head of the Immortal Sword Sect, couldn't help but look sideways. Could it be that this time, the Tianxuan Sword Sect was able to create a miracle? He looked at Le Chengcheng, who was standing on the ninth stone step, and his mood could not be calm for a long time.

If Jin Zhongliang is here, at this time, he may be only one step away from the top of the mountain.

Thinking of this, Ling Yun shook his head, it was too early to say anything, the disciples of the Xuanjian Sect that day, the last two steps, I am afraid it would not be so easy. He could see very clearly that the strength in that disciple's body had been squeezed dry.

And Le Qingcheng was not in a hurry from beginning to end, and at this time she was also the one with the best preserved strength, she still had hope, and she hoped to be the first to climb to the top of the mountain.

At this moment, a huge black shadow passed through the sky, could it be a demonic attack? No way, they didn't feel any demonic energy.

The shadow covered the sky and the sun, and it was actually a Kunpeng.

"Master, I'm coming back late." A loud voice came from Kunpeng, and when he heard this voice, Ling Yun's face, which had been tense, suddenly relaxed, it was relaxed from the inside out, first the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and then the smile couldn't stop expanding, but later, he didn't want to hide it, but laughed, "It's good to come back, it's not too late." ”

He's alive, he's back.

Jin Zhongliang jumped off the Kunpeng, and his master came down with him. If it weren't for Master's guidance, he wouldn't know where the sword mound was.

When they landed, the huge Kunpeng turned into the size of a swan and landed on the ground, and on Kunpeng's body, a gray-haired golden rat squatted. Such a combination is amazing.

"Master, Elder, Master, I'll go first." After Jin Zhongliang finished speaking, he went to the mountain road and stepped up the first step, his movements were very fast, and the speed of moving forward made people stunned.

And at this time, Jiang Yunya, who had been sitting, also moved.

Naturally, his movements drew countless laughs, but when he saw the speed at which he was advancing, those loud mockings all disappeared and turned into whispers, and finally, there was not a single sound.

Because Jiang Yunya was also very fast, he even followed closely behind Jin Zhongliang.

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