It doesn't matter, let's try it. Xiang Yang shook his head and handed his descendant disciple waist card to Elder Fang.

"Okay, but there is another point that 1000 points will stay in the sword pool for a maximum of an hour, and when the time comes, it will be popped up, so pay attention to this, take it. As a result, Elder Fang took Xiang Yang's descendant disciple rune seal and brushed it, seeing that the 1,000 points on it were instantly emptied, Xiang Yang felt distressed for a while, but he had to do this for the sake of cultivation.

Xiang Yang took his waist card and the cultivation sigil of the sword pool and went to the sword pool, the so-called sword pool is a pool that looks like smoke, and before he gets close to the sword pool, he can feel the power of the sword intent contained in the sword pool. Although the sword pond is a pool, there is no water in it, just a flat ground.

There are almost no people in the Sword Pool, because its authority is only open to the disciples of the lineage, and other disciples cannot come to the Sword Pool to practice even if they have sect points.

"Hmm, Senior Brother Jiuchen?" After Xiang Yang walked into the sword pool, he found that there was a person sitting in the sword pool, practicing with his eyes closed, his brows were tightly locked, and his expression seemed to be very uncomfortable.

Soon, blood spit out from the corner of Jiuchen's mouth, and his body fell to the ground as soon as he turned over, and then slowly got up, very embarrassed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and Jiuchen was ready to leave the sword pool.

"Senior Brother Jiuchen, are you alright?" Xiang Yang asked when he saw this.

Jiuchen didn't even look at Xiang Yang, and left directly, in his eyes, Xiang Yang, a martial artist in the Bone Forging Realm, didn't know what bullshit luck he relied on to enter the disciple of the lineage, but deep down, Jiuchen didn't put Xiang Yang in his eyes at all, and didn't even want to say a word to Xiang Yang.

Seeing Jiuchen leave without giving face, Xiang Yang frowned, and secretly said that this Jiuchen is too crazy, but think about it, Jiuchen is already a strong man who has stepped into the heavenly realm, and his strength is stronger than that of some sect elders, of course, he has no feelings for himself, a little disciple who is only in the middle stage of forging bones, but Xiang Yang still feels that Jiuchen is too arrogant, can he do whatever he wants if he has the strength?

After Jiuchen left the sword pool, Xiang Yang was also ready to practice, so he found a random place, sat directly on the ground and began to practice with his eyes closed.

"This ......" When Xiang Yang sat on the ground, just closed his eyes, and urged the sword qi, the sword qi of the originally wandering sword pool attacked like a mad dog, and Xiang Yang felt a sharp pain all over his body.

Xiang Yang knew that he must not give up at this time, he forcibly endured the attack of the sword qi of the sword pool, and the sword qi in his body also began to merge with the sword qi of the sword pool.

Soon, the pain in Xiang Yang's body was alleviated a lot, but an illusory figure appeared in the depths of his mind, and the figure conjured up by Xiang Yang's spirit stood in front of this illusory figure.

"This is ......" Xiang Yang looked at the figure in front of him, isn't this himself?

"Heaven has no appearance, there are thousands of swordsmanship, do whatever you want, ten thousand swords return to the sect......" the virtual figure said something lightly, and then attacked violently.

"Hmph, I'm still afraid that you won't be able to make a phantom!" Xiang Yang shouted.

"Fluttering Feather Sword Technique-Clothes are fluttering!" Xiang Yang jumped up and performed the Floating Feather Sword Technique.

"Floating Feather Sword Technique-Clothed ......" The illusory figure also jumped, and the movements, sword qi strength and Xiang Yang were the same.

After the collision between the sword qi, a lot of sword qi hit Xiang Yang and the phantom, but the phantom seemed to be fine when it was hit by the sword qi, but Xiang Yang felt the pain to the bone.

"This, what the hell is this thing, I'm not afraid of pain at all, the strength of the sword qi and the swordsmanship moves are exactly the same as my own. Xiang Yang was horrified in his heart.

"I don't believe in evil, Iron Sword Technique!" Xiang Yang raised his sword and attacked the illusory figure with a fierce sword aura.

"Iron Sword Technique-" The illusory figure and Xiang Yang actually urged the same move, and the sword qi was blasted, and both Xiang Yang and the illusory figure were shocked and retreated a few steps, but the illusory figure seemed to have no effect at all, and Xiang Yang felt that his internal organs were in pain.

Xiang Yang secretly said in his heart, this illusory figure seems to have the same moves as himself, and the strength of the sword qi is the same as his own, but his true yuan seems to be endless, and what is even more terrifying is that this illusory figure is completely the same as a sword qi attack, in other words, the sword qi is ineffective against his attack.

"Okay, since that's the case, then use this-Hao Fireball Technique!" Xiang Yang just roared out according to the spell's seal, but there was no shadow of fire in his hand.

"Eh, what's going on, Hao Fireball Technique!" Xiang Yang shouted again, but there was still no shadow of any fire, and at this time Xiang Yang also understood that here, the Fireball Technique had no effect, in other words, this was a scene simulated by the Sword Pool, or a field full of strange rules, where no other moves could be used except for swordsmanship.

And at this time, the illusory figure attacked directly, without using any martial arts, and attacked with the most primitive sword, and Xiang Yang could only use the sword to connect hard.

"Wraith Sword Qi!" shouted Xiang Yang, secretly thinking in his heart, although the spell can't be cast, the Wraith Sword Qi should still be able to.

However, what surprised Xiang Yang was that even the Wraith Soul Technique, which seemed so powerful before, seemed to be completely ineffective in front of this kind of realm, here, there was only sword qi! The black Wraith Soul power, no matter how Xiang Yang shouted, there was no reaction at all.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yang's heart sank completely, he knew why Jiuchen still couldn't beat the phantom here even if he reached the realm of entering the sky, this phantom was completely a cheating thing, infinite true yuan, the same strength as himself, the same martial arts, how could he fight this? and almost immortal!

However, Xiang Yang also found a problem, that is, if he doesn't use martial arts, then this phantom will only be a primitive slash, that is to say, this phantom can only perform swordsmanship according to his true element.

"I don't believe in evil, if this phantom is really invincible, then what's the point of setting up a sword pool test here in the Ten Thousand Swords Villa? Everyone in the martial arts world has weaknesses, but they just haven't discovered it!" Xiang Yang burst into a burst of applause and slashed over with his sword.

Each of Xiang Yang's swords happened to be blocked by the phantom, just like a prophet, after many battles, Xiang Yang gradually felt exhausted, and the power of the phantom was still the same.

"Huhu...... I'll go. Xiang Yang looked at this phantom and felt helpless, no matter how he fought, this phantom just had no effect, Xiang Yang already felt that this phantom was the most tricky enemy he had encountered in the past few months.

Xiang Yang's combat power, which sealed the Wraith Soul Technique and the power of the Ice and Fire attributes, has been greatly reduced, plus only swordsmanship is used here, how to break it, how to break it?

"Ahh And the phantom looked at Xiang Yang playfully, and followed him.

At this time, Xiang Yang, the red power suddenly appeared in his body, this power Xiang Yang felt extremely familiar, when he opened the Limit Eye, when he broke through the fusion of the Yi Jin Realm, when he was treating the spring snow, this red power was too weird, and it was usually even more elusive, but he didn't expect it to appear at this time.

This strange red power was given to Xiang Yang's sword, and the entrained sword momentum slashed at the blade of the phantom, and then the red spread surrounded the phantom.

"Huh-" The phantom seemed to show a frightened expression and began to struggle, but under the siege of red power, there was no escape at all, and then the entire phantom seemed to begin to merge with Xiang Yang's sword qi, and the phantom distorted for a while, and soon it was completely integrated into Xiang Yang's sword qi.

After the fusion was completed, the red power retreated to the deepest part of Xiang Yang's body, and everything seemed to come to an abrupt halt......

"This ......" Xiang Yang didn't understand what was going on at all, why did the phantom suddenly disappear?

And Elder Fang, who was outside the sword pool, opened his eyes that were originally slightly closed, and then looked at the inside of the sword pool tremblingly, and muttered: Purple Pool is wailing, and the sword is coming again...... Providence, providence...... Could it be that our Ten Thousand Swords Villa has a character whose swordsmanship surpasses that of the ancestors back then......

Elder Fang didn't care much, and directly sent a message to the head of the sect and the other elders, explaining the abnormality of the Ten Thousand Swords Sword Pool.

But Xiang Yang didn't feel anything at all, he only knew that suddenly a red power burst out of his body, and then this phantom was gone, and he didn't have any sense of experience, and checked his own sword qi.

"Hmm, this sword qi ......" Xiang Yang faintly felt that the sword qi in his body was completely different from before, if it was said that before entering the sword pool, Xiang Yang's sword qi was pure, but now Xiang Yang's sword qi was extremely turbid......

"Could it be that after this phantom fused with my own sword qi, it made my sword qi become turbid, oh my God, it's a big loss......" Xiang Yang was surprised in his heart.

"Try the power. Xiang Yang urged the Streamer Light Sword, and swung a sword in front of him, bursting out with an astonishing sword aura, although it was not as pure as before, the strength of the sword qi was much stronger.

At this time, the sentence that Xiang Yang said before suddenly appeared in his mind - the way of heaven has no phase, there are thousands of swordsmanship, do whatever you want, and ten thousand swords return to the sect......

"Heaven has no appearance, there are thousands of swordsmanship, do whatever you want, ten thousand swords return to the sect?" What does this mean?" Xiang Yang was puzzled, but he couldn't think of it after thinking about it for a long time, and then he didn't think about it anymore.

Leaving the sword pool, Xiang Yang handed the talisman back to Elder Fang, and was about to leave, but found that Elder Fang, who was originally indifferent, grabbed his hand and looked at him excitedly.

"Fang, Elder Fang, you, do you have anything else?" The corners of Xiang Yang's mouth twitched, this old man felt so strange when he looked at him, could it be that he had some special habits? Thinking of this, Xiang Yang's heart was a chill, if this was the case, then he could resolutely refuse, resolutely refuse.