There are many people coming.

Rao is Xiao Baiyu can't kill people casually, and it took a lot of effort to drive the people who came away, or knock them out.

Time passed gradually, and I don't know how many days and nights have passed.

In the mausoleum, countless people fell.

Rao is like this, and some people keep coming, but this time, they have learned to be smart, and they don't come in the dark, and they often come to sneak attack.

After solving the few people who came to sneak attack, Xiao Baiyu coughed lightly, frowned slightly, his face was a little ugly, and after a while, he turned back to an indifferent appearance, standing on the Chiyan Sword, his hands behind his back, his eyes staring at the Chiyan Sword, and his eyes were a little more worried.

-

In the space of the Red Flame Sword Sword Soul.

-Bang.

A loud bang was heard.

Xia Jin fell on the wall, stirring up countless dust, and after a while, she stood up with her long sword.

At this moment, she was full of embarrassment, her hair was completely messy, her clothes were in tatters, and there were even a lot of wounds on her body, and there was blood flowing from the wounds, some of which had dried up, and some of which were constantly flowing out, and the clothes on her body were stained red with blood.

Xia Jin's delicate face had a lot of scars, one on both sides of her cheeks, and the blood still spoiled the beautiful face, but she didn't care at all, but looked at the young man in the distance with cold eyes, and the dark meaning in her eyes swelled up.

She had already defeated all the old men on the wall of the long road in front of her.

She also forgot how much time it took her to get back up, how many times she had fallen and got back up, and even almost failed, but she had defeated them all with all her might.

Not only did she learn their swordsmanship moves, but she even rose from the beginner to the advanced level of foundation building, but...

The young man in front of her was blocking in front of her.

And...

The boy didn't use his sword, but just raised his hand slightly, and knocked her to the ground.

This boy is very strong...

Can...

Xia Jin raised his hand to wipe away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, hooked his lips and said, "Go on." ”

"Thou art no match for me."

The young man was dressed in white and had a graceful demeanor, but he had a silver mask on his face, covering his appearance, and his voice was hoarse, which was obviously the hoarse voice that Xia Jin heard when he first entered the Chiyan Sword.

"Those people have been trapped here for too long, only a soul remains, their strength is only a part of their life, you can defeat them, it also shows that your strength is not weak, and even has perseverance, but, in front of me, perseverance will not work."

The young man's expression was indifferent, and his words were hoarse and a little empty, "You will enter the sword soul space of this Chiyan Sword not only because your blood is stained with the Chiyan Sword, but also because of the scene of sacrificing your life to save the snake, I let you in to participate in the test, but you are different from what I imagined...

The Red Flame Sword is an artifact, and those who can possess it must be heroes and chivalrous warriors who act openly and honestly for the world. ”

"So, in your opinion, the so-called heroes and chivalrous warriors are - the people of the world hurt me and hurt me, and I still protect the people of the world? Even if people in the world kill my family and kill my most important people in front of me, I can't hurt them, but laugh and hate? ”

Xia Jin held the long sword and walked towards the young man step by step, his eyes were full of sarcastic sneers, "If this is the so-called famous orthodox sect and heroic knights, then I would rather fall into the devil's way, and kill all the people who provoke me, kill me, and bear me!" ”