Standing in front of the quaint hall, Xiao Jing raised his eyes and took a general look around, except for the location of the main hall, all around was hazy, and it seemed that only the main hall was real.

The first step, the step, spread to the inside of the main hall, and where the steps extended outward, Xiao Jing could only see a dozen steps, and then gradually entered a cloud and mist, and he couldn't see clearly.

Seeing this, although Xiao Jing was curious about where the steps would extend downward, he didn't really take the liberty to find out, so he just made a brief observation, and walked directly along the steps to the inside of the main hall.

Rumble... Xiao Jing had just stepped into the main hall, and the originally somewhat dim hall, the torches on the surrounding walls suddenly lit up at the same time, and the entire hall was suddenly brightly lit.

By the light of the fire, Xiao Jing could see clearly that this hall was extremely wide, even much larger than the martial arts arena of the Purple Cloud City Lord's Mansion, in the middle of the main hall, there was a huge screen, and on the screen was a scene of rain, in which a middle-aged man sat cross-legged on the ground, and didn't seem to care that he was drenched in the rain.

Suddenly, Xiao Jing seemed to see a sword shadow flashing in the painting, but when he looked closely, he didn't find anything. Xiao Jing couldn't help but be attracted by the picture, perhaps because of the painting scroll that the master gave him before, and now Xiao Jing has become particularly interested in painting.

When he got closer, Xiao Jing saw clearly that there seemed to be two phantoms in the painting on the screen, and those two phantoms seemed to be fighting, but they were too blurry to see clearly, and the middle-aged man was like a spectator, watching leisurely.

Sou...... It was another sword shadow, which was clearly captured by Xiao Jing this time, it must be right, but the sword shadow flashed, and when Xiao Jing wanted to feel it carefully, he suddenly felt that the scene around him had changed.

I don't know how Xiao Jing in the main hall suddenly felt that he was no longer in the main hall, but in a stormy clearing, and a middle-aged man sat on the ground in the distance, smiling at Xiao Jing.

"Isn't this the man in the painting, what's the matter, did I enter the painting?" Xiao Jing was a little shocked when he saw this, but he was much calmer than before.

Everything seemed a little weird, Xiao Jing didn't know what the so-called test of the secret realm was, but his intuition told him that the real danger was coming!

Xiao Jing stood there vigilantly, letting the storm hit him, waiting for the danger that might happen at any time, suddenly an inaudible sound of the scabbard sounded in Xiao Jing's ears, Xiao Jing didn't think about it, his head was slightly biased, and he just saw a sharp sword stabbing from his ear, if he hadn't been vigilant, I am afraid that this sword would really pierce the back of his head.

Xiao Jing was not allowed to think too much, the sharp sword turned into a slash, and slashed diagonally at Xiao Jing's shoulder, because there was no weapon to block Xiao Jing could only bend his body downward, and then jumped out of the attack range of the sword, looking back, but there was no trace of the sword, and no one was found. The middle-aged man in the distance didn't remind Xiao Jing, but looked at it with interest, I don't know when he had an extra wine jug and a wine glass in his hand, and he was pouring himself a drink with relish.

Xiao Jing glanced at the middle-aged man, and at this time he realized that the middle-aged man was drenched in the rain, and when the rain was a few feet away from him, it all automatically separated, and there seemed to be an invisible barrier that isolated the man.

Seeing this, Xiao Jing didn't think much about it, but turned around vigilantly, but there was no figure of the sword at all, it seemed that it had never appeared, just when Xiao Jing was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt a cold wind coming, and this time it seemed to be faster, and even the surrounding rain driven by the air flow produced a whirlpool, this time Xiao Jing did not dodge, but turned back violently, turned around with his two fingers, only heard a ding, the moment the two fingers and the sword touched, there was a sound of metal impact.

This time, Xiao Jing saw clearly, a sharp sword, a tough and sharp sword, the sharp sword shook his fingers faintly with a tingling feeling, and on the other end of the sword, a young man of the same age as him stood staring at him, unable to see any expression, as if this scene was set by him, and Xiao Jing was not surprised at all when he clamped his long face.

Seeing this, Xiao Jing didn't speak, because he didn't know if the people he met in the world in the painting were real people, or if they were completely illusionary, and even the middle-aged man might just be part of the scene setting.

So Xiao Jing didn't say much, but tightly clamped the sword with two fingers, and pulled it back sharply sideways, unexpectedly the young man actually let go of the hand that had been holding the sword, and let Xiao Jing snatch the sword away, and not only that, the young man actually turned around slowly, and made a preparation for facing danger at any time with Xiao Jing on his back.

Could it be that he is blind, I am obviously in front of him, but he is about to turn around and prepare for battle, Xiao Jing didn't know why, but he didn't think much about it, but held the hilt of the sword with his backhand, raised the sword and stabbed it at the back of the young man's head.

Who knew that the young man's head was slightly tilted and did not dodge this fatal sword, although the young man seemed to dodge lightly, but the whole body was flawed, how could Xiao Jing give up such a good opportunity, his wrist rotated for half a circle, and the long sword immediately turned into a slash, and slashed at the young man's shoulder diagonally.

The young man also knew that he couldn't block without a weapon in his hand, so he bent down sharply, and then jumped out of Xiao Jing's attack range, and at the same time that the young man jumped away, his body turned in the air and looked in the direction of Xiao Jing.

Of course, Xiao Jing would not give the enemy a chance to face him, as the young man's body rotated, Xiao Jing followed his steps closely, always maintaining a position outside the range of the young man's vision, and the young man glanced for a week and found that there was no Xiao Jing's figure, and his nervous body suddenly relaxed.

Xiao Jing saw that the opportunity was coming, so he immediately increased his strength, raised his sword and stabbed towards the young man again, the force was so great that the rain around him was avoided, forming a vacuum.

The young man didn't seem to notice this dangerous sword, and still stood there stupidly, Xiao Jing couldn't help but hesitate, after all, he didn't have a very heavy killing intent, although this may just be a virtual image of this world, but even so, in Xiao Jing's eyes, this is a living life, thinking of the speed of stabbing here, it can't help but slow down, but with a ding, the young man suddenly turned around, and suddenly grabbed the sword stabbed by Xiao Jing with two fingers.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man sitting not far away nodded, then shook his head again, raised his wine glass and drank again, not knowing what he was thinking. And Xiao Jing was already shocked at this time, this series of actions, this scene, wasn't it exactly what happened when the young man attacked him just now, could it be that this young man was completely playing with himself just now? Thinking of this, Xiao Jing couldn't help but be angry, let go of the arm holding the long sword, and turned around!

The strange scene and the strange young man made Xiao Jing feel like he was being played, and he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and the arm holding the sword also loosened, and turned his back to the young man, as if he was playing with a child's temper, and even the middle-aged man not far away couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this.

Seeing this, the young man did not hesitate, and stabbed at Xiao Jing again, but this time Xiao Jing did not do as just now, but jumped forward, turned his finger into a sword, and pushed the stabbing sword away, followed by raising his foot and kicking towards the young man's face

Seeing Xiao Jing's kick, the young man did not panic, leaned back and skillfully dodged this kick, and then withdrew the sword, and stabbed towards Xiao Jing again.

One is holding a sharp weapon, the other is bare-handed, obviously Xiao Jing is a little passive, at first Xiao Jing was indeed more difficult, but as time went by, Xiao Jing did not fall behind, I saw that he sometimes changed his fingers to a sword, sometimes he was flexible, and for a while the two were on equal footing, and no one had the tendency to lose the upper hand.

"Interesting, interesting..."Xiao Jing didn't feel anything, but as a middle-aged bystander, he found that Xiao Jing's initial tricks were still a little clumsy, but with the continuous fighting, Xiao Jing's body technique became more and more skilled, as if this was a technique he had just mastered, and he unconsciously used it under this dangerous condition.

And this set of actions is very familiar in the eyes of the middle-aged man, as if he has seen it somewhere, but he can't remember it for a while, so the more he looks at it, the more interested he becomes, and he doesn't even notice that the wine glass is spilled at an angle.

At the same time that the middle-aged man was thinking about Xiao Jing's moves, suddenly Xiao Jing's whole body burst out, and three purple halos appeared from Xiao Jing's body, and then Xiao Jing's body attacked the young man in a very strange posture, the angle was tricky and abnormal, there was no flaw at all, and the young man was even more unavoidable, and he hurriedly raised his sword to meet him, but where could he block Xiao Jing's such a strange move in a hurry.

I saw that Xiao Jing changed his finger into a sword again, and hit the young man in the chest with a blow, boom... Then the three auras also hit the young man one by one.

The storm stopped suddenly, and the young man disappeared under Xiao Jing's blow, but the sword did not disappear, but lay quietly beside Xiao Jing, which seemed to prove that everything just now was not an illusion.

Xiao Jing stood up straight and paused, then leaned over and picked up the sword, only then did he have time to take a closer look, the sword is a good sword, and the person who uses the sword is also extraordinary, but it is a pity that the young man seems to have come with a certain purpose, it seems that he is just guiding Xiao Jing's moves, and he has not used a fatal way to fight from beginning to end, otherwise with Xiao Jing's current strength, I am afraid it will be difficult to win.

"Why, the little guy won a good swordsman, and he still looked sullen. I don't know when the middle-aged man walked up to Xiao Jing with a wine glass, reached out and grabbed the end of his long face.

Xiao Jing didn't say anything, and reached out with some vigilance and handed the sword in his hand to the middle-aged man.

"Good sword, this sword is definitely a medium-grade treasure, but it's a pity that the sword is a good sword, but you are not suitable for using it. The middle-aged man reached out and took the sword, and couldn't help but praise it.

Xiao Jing asked a little uncertainly, "Medium-grade treasures, why am I not suitable for using this sword?" ”

Xiao Jing didn't understand what the meaning of the medium-grade treasure in this person's mouth represented.

"This sword is too heavy to kill, and with your current strength, you can't even inspire one-tenth of its effect, won't you become a burden when you use it, people can resist swords, swords can also control people, and you don't want to become a madman who only knows how to kill because of a sword." The middle-aged man said lightly.

As the middle-aged man finished speaking, he only heard a ding, and the long sword broke in response.

Seeing this, Xiao Jing looked at the middle-aged man with a surprised expression, I don't know why he is like this!