"Yaoguang! Someone is injured!"

Poof, the sword tower named Yaoguang spit out an unconscious figure. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Loulan is here!"

Waiting on the side, Loulan, who was ready to go, immediately rushed forward to treat the injured Yuan Xiu.

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"Tianshu! someone is unconscious!"

"Loulan is here!"

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In just one hour, more than thirty-four people were unconscious, and Loulan was running all over the field.

"It's over!"

Ai Hui's cold voice fell into everyone's ears like a heavenly sound, and one by one the crumbling figures staggered out of the sword tower. They were soaked in sweat and steaming with mist, looking like roasted wheat that had just come out of the cage.

Ai Hui flew out of the Tianquan Sword Tower, his gaze swept over the city, and he said in a deep voice: "Rest for half an hour and prepare for the next round of cultivation." ”

Fluttering, everyone sat down on the ground one after another, seizing all the time to rest. No one wailed and pleaded, Ai Hui was very cold-blooded, and he simply had a fanatical paranoia about cultivation.

One after another, more than 100 people couldn't stand such a high-intensity cultivation and left. There are no more, no less, exactly three hundred people who remain in the inner camp.

The Yuanli soup that had been prepared a long time ago was delivered quickly. Such a high-intensity cultivation, if not replenished, would hurt the origin.

The audience was gobbling up, and everyone's faces showed happiness. The cultivation of the Sword Tower is a dark hell, and Loulan and his Yuanli soup are the only sunlight in the hell.

Gu Xuan is also a die-hard supporter of Loulan, and in his opinion, such a magical sand puppet in Loulan is simply the most beautiful existence in this world. Apart from the fact that the host is not very good, Loulan has no shortcomings.

Gu Xuan was indignant, how could a person like Ai Hui be worthy of being the master of Loulan?

He didn't have the slightest reverence for Ai Hui now, and a few days ago, he was full of thoughts about following Thunder Jianhui to find his own kendo, but now he only felt that he was a pig at that time!

This product actually grabbed Yuanli soup with them!

How can this kind of bastard be the boss? If you can't beat it, you will definitely be killed by everyone in the middle of the night.

Putting down the bowl that had been licked like a wash, Gu Xuan's face was full of aftertaste. But there was no time to give him an aftertaste, he had to immediately hurry up and run Zhou Tian and absorb the Yuan Li soup he had just drunk in order to persevere in the next cultivation.

They went through the first round of screening, and each of them tried it out in the seven sword towers. In Ai Hui's words, one radish and one pit, see which pit you fit into.

The aura inside each sword tower is completely different.

Yes, the breath, the breath of the sword.

Some are sharp, some are cold, some are blazing, some are heavy, and they are completely different. They need to imitate each sword and find the one that is most familiar to them.

Truth Gu Xuan understands, any cultivation needs to find a direction that suits him, this is common sense. But the whole process is outrageously simple and untouchingly beautiful.

Repeat it over and over again until your consciousness is blurred.

The same repetition will take seven times, and Gu Xuan** will want to vomit after practicing.

Isn't sword cultivation known for its subtle changes? It's so simple, direct, and rude?

He was fixed in the Tianxuan Sword Tower, and was also appointed as the tower owner. At the beginning, Gu Xuan was secretly happy in his heart, everyone likes to be taken seriously. But soon, he discovers that it is completely different from what he imagined.

The Tianxuan Sword Tower is an eight-story building, second only to the Heavenly Power Sword Tower where Ai Hui sits. Each layer of the sword tower is divided into six Yuan cultivators, including the forty-eight sword cultivators in him, who only practice one sword technique.

With Gu Xuan's swordsmanship attainments, he was able to do it effortlessly.

But that didn't help.

Forty-eight digits of cultivation, there can be no difference in the slightest, it can be considered qualified. The failure of any Yuan Xiu means failure.

Among the forty-eight Yuan cultivators, there are only six who have a foundation in sword cultivation.

The cultivation situation is miserable, and now a hundred times of cultivation, if you can succeed three times, even if you are lucky.

What disappointed him even more was that he couldn't see any meaning in this kind of cultivation.

Simple sword moves, no technical content, no subtle changes, and nothing powerful. I came here to pursue kendo and didn't want to waste time on such a boring thing.

"Bored?"

Ai Hui glanced at Gu Xuan.

Gu Xuan's scalp was a little fried, and as soon as Ai Hui became serious, it was like a different person, and the momentum he exuded was really terrifying.

Ai Hui noticed the other people's gazes, thought for a while, and said, "Okay, then let you see it." ”

The people of the Matsuma faction, who fight side by side with him, have a deep foundation of trust, and no matter what decision he makes, everyone will not hesitate to carry it out.

The newly recruited Yuan Xiu does not have such a foundation of trust, and it is very normal to have doubts.

On the contrary, I don't realize it, which is inexperience.

Ai Hui, who was introspecting, did not show a clue on his face, he selected seventeen sword cultivators with good strength, and the tower masters were among them.

The Yaoguang Sword Tower is the shortest sword tower, with three floors and six people on each floor.

The rest of the people were in high spirits and their eyes widened. In fact, everyone had doubts in their hearts, what exactly were they cultivating every day, and what effect could they have?

Ai Hui's deep voice echoed inside the Yaoguang Sword Tower: "Ready." ”

The spirits of the people in the tower were lifted, and they stood in their respective positions with long swords in their hands, waiting intently.

"Sword up!"

A low shout exploded in everyone's ears.

The long swords in everyone's hands lit up at the same time, and hum, an inexplicable trilling sound sounded in the Yaoguang Sword Tower, and they felt that the sword tower under their feet was shaking slightly. But at this time, they didn't care about anything else, they subconsciously raised the long sword in their hands, and a sword light shot out from their sword body.

Eighteen swords are stacked on top of each other, gathering at the top of the tower!

For Ai Hui, this moment is also a new experience. The sword tower was perfect from conception to construction, but it was the first time it was actually used. At this moment, his perception suddenly became extremely acute, and the tentacles of perception seemed to be able to suddenly extend far away.

His mind was rising, and suddenly, he sensed a figure watching them from deep in the sky.

Who's this?

Ai Hui's eyes suddenly burst into dazzling light, and he caught you!

The long sword in his hand trembled slightly.

Boom!

A melodious sword roar, like a morning bell at dusk.

The sudden sound of the sword alarmed the people in Lemon Camp, and everyone raised their heads one after another.

A thick and dazzling sword light shot out from the top of the tower, tearing through the sky, and flying into the depths of the sky with the sound of Qing Yue's sword.

"What's that?"

"It's like a sword. ”

"Could it be that there is another sword cultivation master?"

People were amazed and horrified.

Shi Xueman, who was urging the Yuan cultivators to cultivate, shook slightly, raised his head suddenly, his beautiful eyes were bright, but a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Wei and Sang Zhijun both opened their mouths wide and looked at the brilliant sword light in the sky.

The brilliant and dazzling sword trailed a long tail of light, like a meteor flying into the sky.

High in the depths.

Le Buleng was a little surprised in his heart, he was really a little famous.

The old guy of An Muda sat back and watched his baby apprentice follow others, and he felt that there was a bit of a problem, and now it seems that this kid named Ai Hui has a few brushes.

The altitude of Le Bu Leng's flight far exceeds that of ordinary Yuan Xiu, and it is located deep in the sky. The depths of the sky are very dangerous, and the desolate beasts that can survive here are all powerful desolate beasts like the cloud whale.

And in the depths of the sky, it seems to be calm, but in fact it is filled with extremely strong golden winds. These golden winds are so strong that they form a special area, and ordinary people can't even hold out for a moment here before they are torn to shreds.

A little light magnified dramatically in his field of vision at an astonishing speed.

Le Bu snorted coldly.

The sunlight above his head seemed to gather on his back, and wisps of golden flames suddenly rose from his back, like golden wings.

He stretched out his finger and lightly dotted at the sword that shot at him.

A golden flame flew out of his fingertips.

The sword and the golden flame collided together without any chance.

Boom!

With a loud thunderclap, the entire sky seemed to tremble, and the turbulent air currents swept across the sky, creating ripples that twisted like ripples.

Le Bu Leng's eyes flashed, and he was a little surprised.

The power of the sword was thirty percent greater than he expected.

The strength has reached his point, and his judgment of strength is extremely accurate, and it is rare for such a big error to occur.

There was a little more interest in his heart.

He had long noticed that there were several towers on the ground, and that was the attack of the lowest tower. It's the first time he's encountered, and the sword light emitted from the tower is interesting, very interesting!

With a loud noise in the sky, Shi Xueman's face changed greatly.

Before she could react, a golden flame suddenly came, and a thin old man grabbed a block of ice several times larger than him and suspended it three feet away from her.

"Little girl, do you still recognize me?"

Shi Xueman was shocked in his heart, the other party's speed was so fast!

When she saw the comer clearly, her expression was stunned, and after a while, she said uncertainly: "Uncle Le?"

The news of Le Bu Leng's appearance at Camp Lemon spread like a hurricane throughout the camp.

Who is Le Bu Leng?

Young people may be a little unfamiliar, but as long as Yuan Xiu, who is a little older, is all admiring and worshiping at this moment. For them, it's a legendary name.

The terrifying sword light that flew out of the inner camp just now shocked the entire camp. Originally, those Yuan Xiu who withdrew from the Thunder Sword regretted that their intestines were blue.

In-house.

Ai Hui's eyes widened like bull's eyes, and his tone was not good: "Snow lava? at least 100 liters? Senior, I respect you as a senior, you said that you want snow lava, give you one or two liters, that's your heart! But senior, you want 100 liters? at least?"

Le Bu coldly put the ice cube on the ground, and said neatly: "Give enough snow lava, and he can become a master." I will give you ten years of work, and I will say directly, do you want to do it?"

Ai Hui's face was full of sneers, his eyes widened, and his momentum did not flinch: "Dry!"

In the blink of an eye, his face froze, his smile bloomed, and his tone was kind: "Senior, you are just this one disciple? Are there any other disciples? Come on, come on, there is enough snow lava pipe! In other places, how can there be so much first-class fire liquid." Half price for the second place, five years will do!"

Joy is not cold: "......" (to be continued.) )