The entrance to the Land of Martial Arts Inheritance is still a three-meter-high cave, but it is pitch black and cold, and it is made of unknown metal. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

That entrance was eerie and cold, and a fierce murderous aura was about to erupt from the inside, making people's hearts chill, and they were chilled all over their bodies at a glance, like the mouth of a giant beast waiting to devour the person who entered it!

"Martial arts and Shinto are really different, the feeling of hair in my heart, there won't be the legendary zongzi running out of it, right?"

Looking at the entrance of the Martial Arts Inheritance Land in front of him, Bai Yang was a little hesitant, it was really the atmosphere here that was too unsettling.

Reaching your neck to look inside, a hundred meters after the passage was a hundred meters away, there was an empty hall.

The hall was dark and cold, and the temperature seemed to have dropped by dozens of degrees, as if there was a yin wind blowing, and it was creepy.

Even if there is a light-emitting object the size of a table on the top of the hall, everything is subtle, and it gives people a dark and eerie feeling.

This hall is 100 meters high and hundreds of meters wide, the floor is pitch black and cold, it is made of solid gold and iron, and the walls are of the same material, which is easily reminiscent of the word death row.

In the hall, there were more than a dozen people at this time, and they seemed to be experiencing something terrible.

They walked forward with difficulty, and every step seemed to be under infinite pressure.

Could it be that a gravity formation is set up inside? Poplar's heart was strange, and he decided to observe what he was saying first.

So he stood at the entrance and craned his neck to look inside, but he didn't go in.

There were more than a dozen people, some of whom were ahead of the curve, some of whom were a little behind, and they were moving forward step by step.

There was a person in the front, trembling and shaking, cold sweat rolling, his eyes were wide, his eyes were red, and his whole body was white and surging with true yuan, and he would fall down at any time.

This person Bai Yang didn't know, he was a middle-aged man in gray clothes, carrying an ancient sword, giving people a sense of fierceness.

"Roaring ......"

Suddenly, a low growl came out of his throat, and he took another step.

Boom, the true yuan was drumming, the air was roaring, and the ground seemed to tremble.

Poof, weird, after he took this step, his face turned pale all of a sudden, Zhenyuan collapsed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, not only that, but his eyes were bloody, and he suddenly withered.

He lay on the ground, convulsing for a moment.

He's dead!

"I'm rubbing, what the hell!"

When Bai Yang saw this scene, he was startled, what kind of hell is this place, and people can still die after walking two steps? Uncle Zhao is still lame at most.

Looking left and right, Bai Yang found that there were still more than a dozen corpses lying in the hall, both front and back, with strange deaths, and their expressions were hideous, as if they had experienced something terrible.

"Paralyzed, there won't be ghosts, right? Well, this ghost thing is at most a yin god or something in this world's terms, and I don't feel any strange fluctuations."

Poplar is super confused, what is the situation?

The person in front died, and the face of the person behind changed slightly, but he didn't stop moving forward.

They were full of true elements, shining one by one, as if they were wearing sacred battle clothes, moving forward step by step, with difficulty, and never stopped their steps because someone died.

Is this a martial arts lineage? So bloody and terrible!

Bai Yang's heart condensed, and he found that the martial arts inheritance is not so easy to take, the Shinto side is to test wisdom, what is the martial arts side to test?

I don't understand.

After thinking about it and looking at the dark entrance, Poplar still stepped inside.

Well, as soon as he entered the passage, the poplar's hair stood on end, his whole body was cold, and a sense of unknown fear enveloped his heart, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake in the dark.

I'm going to see what the hell are going on.

Poplar gritted his teeth and strode in, he didn't even get me to be left behind by Jianyun's pit daddy, and he was afraid that you would be tested?

He entered the hall along the passageway, and the more he advanced, the more uneasy he felt, and although the men in front of him heard Poplar's footsteps and knew that someone was coming, no one looked back, as if they would die if they breathed that breath of relief.

Stepping into the hall, Poplar's gaze looked further ahead, and he immediately found their target.

On the pitch-black wall in front of him, which was 100 meters high, there was a crack that stood straight and vertical, as if it had been cut out by a sword, piercing through the wall.

The crack was pitch black, almost one with the wall, and the aspen had not noticed it for a while with the naked eye.

Seeing that crack, Poplar shuddered, and he didn't know why, but he felt that the crack was terrifying, and he couldn't say what it was.

"They're going to walk into that crack? Can it be Mao's expression like a dead father? Poplar looked strange.

Looking left and right, he probably knew why.

On the side of this hall, there is a three-meter-high stone tablet with a passage written on it with an iron pen and silver hook:

In the land of martial arts inheritance, bear the sword intent I left behind, step into the cracks, and enter the next test!

There are not many words on the stele, but every word gives people a murderous feeling, and between the strokes, it seems that a cold sword is about to spray out and kill the person who looks at the word.

"Legendary sword intent?" Poplar's eyes widened.

Well, he didn't understand it at all......

"Ah......h

Just as Poplar was looking at the stele, there was a loud roar in front of him again, and the voice was full of unwillingness, spurting blood and falling to the ground, bleeding from the seven orifices, and then not moving.

Die again!

Poplar only felt that his teeth were sore, and he hung up when someone walked for the hair? And the death was so miserable!

"The supreme sword intent left by the great master who can destroy the killing king, although it is only a trace, it is not something I can bear, hateful, the inheritance is ahead......"

Someone was unwilling to roar again, and when he said this, he was full of True Yuan and said to the extreme, and then, with a poof, he exploded in his whole body!

Blood spurted thin, broken corpses flew, and he exploded strangely.

Hold the grass, do you want to be so scary, he bears the so-called sword intent, and the whole person explodes inexplicably?

Poplar was dumbfounded, wondering if he should run away.

"I see!"

Just as Poplar was undecided, a voice like this came from not far away from him.

"Nima, who?" Bai Yang was startled, and the Blood Pattern Sword was instantly taken out of the space bag, floating beside him and about to be cut at any time.

Staring, paralysis is not a ghost.

It was a black-robed man, with his back against the wall behind him, and he had been silent, and Poplar hadn't noticed it before.

He was attracted by the eerie atmosphere of the place, where was he in the mood to observe the others.

"Is that you?" The other party looked at Poplar at this time and subconsciously took a step back.

Relieved, Bai Yang looked at the other party and said angrily: "It turned out to be you, I said that the suspect, why are you standing there sneakily?" ”

Hearing Bai Yang's words, the black-robed man's expression twitched, and he said speechlessly: "Bai Gongzi, my name is Fan Yixian, not a suspect."

"It doesn't matter, don't care about these details, you just said you understand, tell me, what do you understand?" Poplar said with a wave of his hand.

He did know this person, his name was Fan Yixian, one of the people who followed Yu Feifeng to the Lost River Forest at the beginning, he usually didn't talk much, and he liked to go to Fang Ye's side.

"Why should I tell you?" The other party dropped such a sentence, and as soon as his figure was spread, he rushed towards the crack in front of him.

Want to run?

Poplar's eyes widened, and the silver chain on his wrist flew out with a thud, wrapping it around and pulling it back.

The other party slammed at Bai Yang's feet, and said speechlessly: "Young Master Bai, I didn't offend you, right?" You can't just when I don't exist? ”

"Tell me what do you understand? I'm a very curious person, don't try to run if you don't say it clearly, or I'll beat you, you know, I can do it," Poplar glared.

I ¥%......

Fan Yixian wanted to scold his mother, who did I recruit to provoke whom, just because you had one more mouth, you won't let me go?

"Young Master Bai, you let me go first, I'll tell you" Fan Yixian was so angry by Poplar that he could only compromise.

That's right.

Poplar controls the chains to let go of him, but the chains flutter on the side, meaning you run one for me to try.

Fan Yixian stood up, subconsciously took a step away from Bai Yang, and then pointed to the crack in front of him and said, "Young Master Bai, this place is a test of a person's willpower."

"And then?" Poplar nodded.

"Then, that crack is actually left by the predecessor of the Sword Forest who left the inheritance of the martial arts, and it was left by tearing the wall with a sword, which contains a trace of the sword intent of the predecessor of the Sword Forest."

"Hurry up and make it clear, don't grind," Poplar urged.

Fan Yixian almost rolled his eyes, did you ask someone like that? If it weren't for the strength of the Grandmaster, I would have beaten your father so much that he didn't even know you.

Taking a deep breath, Fan Yixian continued: "Because that crack contains a trace of sword intent from the predecessors of the Sword Forest, everyone who wants to enter the crack and go to the next level must use their own willpower to resist that trace of sword intent, if their will is not strong enough to resist, they will be killed by that trace of sword intent."

"Anyway, this is the place where willpower is tested? But how to get past? Poplar's eyes narrowed.

"Hard resistance, this is the only way, just go over if you can bear it, and the closer you get to the crack, the stronger the sword intent will be, there is no other way" Fan Yixian held back such a sentence.

Tsk, if you say it, you don't say it, Poplar was speechless, waved his hand and said: "Don't give me these useless words, tell me honestly, how to get over, you just subconsciously said the sentence Don't think I didn't hear it, you must have a way"

I......

Fan Yixian really wants to scold his mother, I have been here for a day to observe the method, how can I tell you?

However, he saw that the chains of the poplar were shaking again, and he had to compromise, yes, this master can't be provoked, it doesn't hurt to tell you, anyway, you can't get by.

"I thought of a way, in the past, first of all, you must rush over as fast as possible, and secondly, you need to divert your attention, after all, although the sword intent exists, it is dead, it is not aimed at anyone, but if you pay attention to him, he will target you, as long as you don't think about it and don't look at that crack, you can't feel the sword intent"

"However, this is very difficult, because everyone wants to enter the crack, and the preconceived one keeps it in their hearts, and it is impossible to ignore him, and force himself not to think about it, the more he will pay attention to that crack, the easier it will be to be targeted by the sword intent......"

Without waiting for Fan Yixian to finish speaking, Bai Yang waved his hand and said, "You mean to say that you just need to divert your attention and walk over directly without paying attention to the crack, right?" Okay, there's nothing to do with you, go ahead ......" (To be continued.) )