Looking at the sword light in front of him, Su Heng tried his best to dodge.

But at this time, he was no longer a half-step life and death realm, but a young man who was weak and had not practiced martial arts.

"Ahh

Su Heng screamed again.

At this time, he was too weak to dodge at all.

And the pain seemed to be magnified many times over his body, making it even more unbearable for him.

But on the contrary, his mind was extremely clear, and he could even faintly 'see' the sword light penetrating his heart.

At every moment, he felt like he was going to die.

Uncle Zhang said that he had comprehended the sword heart, and as long as the sword heart was clear here, he could pass the second level and get the true inheritance of the immortals.

Thinking of this, Su Heng endured the pain and stood up again.

At the same time, another sword light passed through his chest.

And as far as the eye can see, more and more sword lights begin to emerge.

At first, it was just one, but it slowly became two, three.

In the sword forest, Su Heng's screams kept echoing, hoarse, and the pain was almost no worse than a thousand knives.

Many times, Su Heng wanted to give up, but there was always a voice echoing in his heart, he had to hold on, even if it was death.

Su Heng, who was immersed in pain, did not notice that at the same time as the sword light passed through his heart, wisps of undetectable sword light, or sword wires were more appropriate, these sword wires quietly merged into the blood, and with the beating of his heart, they traveled all over his body and temporarily hibernated.

Outside the Sword Forest, Uncle Zhang was still indifferent when he heard Su Heng's constant screams.

"Little stone, in the sword forest, the longer you hold on, the greater the harvest will be, although this is a torture, but it is also a creation, the sword heart is clear, casting the sword body, don't you want to get the inheritance of the sword immortal? Only the sword body is eligible for inheritance. ”

Just when Su Heng was unbearable and almost fainted, Uncle Zhao's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Sword body? Sword Immortal Inheritance? ”

Su Heng's spirit was shocked, as if something had spurred him, making him sober up immediately.

But then, a flood of intense pain flooded him.

At this time, the sword light around him was already dense, and almost every breath, two or three sword lights penetrated his heart.

Moreover, the sword light that surrounded him was still endless.

Su Heng didn't know where the strength came from, so he stood up again, and slowly straightened his body, like a sword, rather than bend.

And his heart was obviously full of holes, but he felt more powerful than ever, every time he beat, blood gushed all over his body, and the previous weakness was swept away, and he felt that he was full of strength at the moment.

Then, there was a faint layer of brilliance on his body, like a sword, which made his whole person a little more sacred.

"Kenshin is clear? My heart is like a sword, my body is like a sword, and I am a sword. ”

Inexplicably, Su Heng had a hint of enlightenment.

At this moment, his whole body was full of light, and there were sword rays shooting out from countless pores all over his body, making him like a hedgehog, a real sword.

The sword light that originally surrounded Su Heng also melted like ice and snow and disappeared.

Su Heng stood in place in a daze, and it took several minutes to react.

"I succeeded?"

He couldn't help but look at his hands, which seemed to be no different from before, as if what he had just seen and felt was a dream.

"Uncle Zhao, have I passed the second level?"

Su Heng walked out of the Sword Forest, looked at Uncle Zhao and asked.

"Passed." Uncle Zhao nodded.

"Then I can get the Sword Immortal Inheritance?"

Su Heng has always been in mind about this.

"You were just pierced by ten thousand swords, trained into a sword body, and are qualified to accept the inheritance, but there is still a third level, and it is also the final test, only by passing the third level, can you really get the inheritance of the sword immortal." Uncle Zhao said.

"What's the third level?" Su Heng asked.

"The third level is also called asking the sword."

Uncle Zhao led Su Heng to continue up the mountain and came to the edge of a cliff.

It seems that someone has flattened it with a sword, and a mountain wall tens of meters high has been cut out, with three words written on it: Ask Sword Cliff.

"Go ahead, whether you can get the Sword Immortal Inheritance or not is up to you."

Uncle Zhang said to Su Heng.

It's just that there is obviously a trace of expectation in his eyes at this time.

Su Heng was convinced of Uncle Zhang's words, and stepped forward by himself, and when he was still three zhang away from asking the Sword Cliff, a huge voice appeared in his heart.

"What is a sword?"

"This is the sword."

Su Heng conjured up a long sword in his heart, straight to the sky, rather than bending.

But in the next second, the long sword in his heart collapsed directly.

And the voice echoed in his heart again.

"What is a sword?"

"A sword is a sword."

Su Heng still answered just now, but this time, the sword he conjured up in his heart was different, just a sword light, tossing and turning in the void, like a swimming dragon.

Within two seconds, the sword light collapsed again, and a loud voice sounded again.

"What is a sword?"

"I am the sword."

This time, Su Heng's body was straight, and countless sword rays shot out from the pores of his body, making him incomparably majestic, full of fierceness, looking at it from a distance, he really saw a sword that reached the sky in a trance.

The huge voice asked the same question three times in a row, and Su Heng also answered three times in a row, but his answer also changed three times.

Just when he thought he could clear the level, that huge voice sounded for the fourth time.

"What is a sword?"

This time, Su Heng hesitated.

From Mingwu Sword Heart, to Sword Forest Ten Thousand Swords Piercing the Heart, so that the Sword Heart is clear, his understanding of the sword has also deepened, reaching a point where even he dare not think about it, but he didn't expect that even so, he did not pass the test.

Otherwise, the voice wouldn't have asked a fourth time.

Obviously, his answer was not enough.

But, what kind of sword is it?

As Su Heng hesitated and hesitated, a fierce aura enveloped him, and as time passed, this aura became stronger and stronger, as if he couldn't answer again, he would be crushed into powder.

And this feeling is extremely strong, and it makes him firmly believe that if he can't answer, or answers incorrectly, he will definitely die.

Facing death, Su Heng's mind was clear, and countless thoughts about the sword flashed, as if they were about to be intertwined, but every time he was about to succeed, he would suddenly fail.

Seeing that the pressure was getting bigger and bigger, almost making it difficult for him to breathe, Su Heng's mind was even more blank.

"I don't know."

When these four words were spoken, Su Heng felt bitter in his heart, because in the end he found that he really didn't know what a sword was.

Because a thousand people, there may be a thousand answers.

At that moment, he was at a loss.

All about the sword, all forgotten.

Like a blank sheet of paper.