The fastest had already rushed to the fifth weight, but they also stopped, some gasping for breath, and some of them were struggling to walk. Of course, there are also those who easily walk through the fifth one. There are some people who have a hard time moving forward after the first weight.

Among them is Ye Xiang.

After stepping into the second layer, Ye Xiang seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, with more than 20,000 catties of physical strength, stepping out was like stepping on cotton, without any strength.

"What's going on?" Ye Xiang's heart was full of puzzlement.

It took three or four breaths before Ye Xiang took a difficult step, panting. From cultivation to now, it was the first time that Ye Xiang had worked so hard. That's not the worst, what's worse is that every time the sword shadow passes through the body, the pressure will be a little greater.

Under this circumstance, I'm afraid I won't even be able to get over the second weight.

Ye Xiang didn't understand why someone had easily stepped into the seventh weight, while he was still hovering between the first and second levels.

In the realm, Ye Xiang may not be as good, but if he is at the same level, Ye Xiang thinks that he will not be much worse than the young martial cultivators present. Moreover, Ye Xiang is exempt from the test in five items.

"Is it because of qualifications? However, Brother Bai said that qualification is only one of the six items, and the Immortal Sword Sect will not evaluate martial cultivators based on qualifications alone. But why can't I even get into the second one? Ye Xiang was full of doubts.

The more he didn't let Ye Xiang step over, the more he had to step over, gritted his teeth, and continued to take a difficult step.

Time passed quickly, the time of the half-pillar incense had passed, and the martial cultivators who were originally stuck in the third layer could no longer withstand the pressure, and some fainted on the spot and were sent out of the square by a sword. Similarly, the result of this martial cultivator was also doomed, and he was eliminated.

The other martial cultivators who couldn't bear it anymore gave up one after another. It's not that they don't want to persevere, but as time goes by, the pressure continues to accumulate, and it has exceeded the limit of what they can bear, and even if they continue to persevere, they will be crushed, so it is better to let go as soon as possible.

Except for the martial cultivators above the fifth level who are still persistent, the rest are basically given up, a total of eight sword shadows, if you don't go halfway, it's basically hopeless.

A stick of incense passed quickly, and eight people had already reached the end of the line, touching the ancient martial arts monument, these eight people were pale, but their expressions were relieved, and five of them could still hold on, sitting cross-legged at the ancient martial arts monument, wanting to see if they could comprehend something.

The martial cultivators who participated in the final test realized how difficult it was to comprehend the ancient martial god monument under the pressure of the eightfold sword shadow, and after only sitting for a while, two of them gave up and quit directly.

At the same time, these people realized how big the gap between themselves and the others and Mu Lingqing and the four of them was. You must know that Mu Lingqing and the four of them were sitting cross-legged on the sword curtain at that time, and the pressure they were under was much stronger than theirs. All four of them held on for at least a pillar of incense.

As for comprehending the inheritance from the Ancient Martial God Monument, it was almost a dream, and after walking here, the brain was blank, and coupled with the pressure of suffocation, it was good not to fall on the spot.

"The Seventh Heavy ......"

Bai Yifei was relieved, as long as he crossed the last weight and touched the ancient martial god tablet, he could officially join the outer sect of the Immortal Sword Sect. As for the eighth layer, Bai Yifei still has the strength to spare, so now he can be regarded as half a foot into the outer sect of the Immortal Sword Sect.

"I don't know where Brother Ye has gone?"

Bai Yifei looked around, starting with the seventh level, and then looking back in turn, until the fifth level, he didn't see Ye Xiang's figure, and quickly looked at the eighth level, as well as the martial cultivators who had passed the final test, but still didn't see Ye Xiang.

This made Bai Yifei feel puzzled, it stands to reason that Ye Xiang is exempt from the test in five items, and the worst has already reached the fifth level, and he has not seen anyone, and among the people who have passed the test, there is no Ye Xiang.

Suddenly, Bai Yifei thought of something and quickly turned his head.

When he saw a young man standing in the second weight, his muscles were tense, and he was struggling to move forward, Bai Yifei's face changed slightly.

"Brother Ye, how did he get to the second ......" Bai Yifei was surprised in his heart.

This is too unusual, Ye Xiang's five exemptions from the test, even if the final test is bad, it is impossible to be worse than this kind of Cheng dù, is there something wrong? Glancing at Ye Xiang from afar, Bai Yifei sighed, even if he helped, he couldn't help, and the final test could only rely on himself.

After sorting out his thoughts, Bai Yifei continued to take difficult steps.

The time of the two incense sticks passed, and some martial cultivators who had struggled in the seventh level finally stepped into the eighth level, and when they touched the ancient martial god tablet, these martial cultivators were all relieved, and some even fainted on the spot.

Of the hundred martial cultivators, only sixteen of them finally arrived.

For this result, the eight Great Martial Saints were also quite satisfied. After all, this Lingdu has always been worse than other districts, there were only eight people in the last session, and this session is twice as much, and there are four Tianjiao, which is already a very remarkable achievement.

"It's almost over." The black-robed Great Martial Saint said.

"Huh? And one more in the third layer? ”

The white-bearded Great Martial Saint looked at the square in amazement, only to see a young man gritting his teeth and moving forward, the speed was very slow, forty or fifty breaths, and only half a step was taken with difficulty.

"It's so resilient." A Great Martial Saint praised.

"Being able to hold on to two pillars of incense, this teenager is much more resilient than other peers. It's just the final test, not the resilience test. ”

"Well, the final test is to test the conformity with my sect's exercises. And my sect is named after the fairy sword, and the exercises practiced are all related to the sword. Those who have no chance with the sword will naturally not be able to pass the final test of guò. Another Great Martial Saint nodded and said, "Although this young man has strong toughness, he has never had a chance with a sword in his life, so naturally he will not be able to cultivate the powerful inheritance of my sect." ”

"Where's the file he tested?" The black-robed Great Martial Saint commanded.

After a while, an old man in a black and gold robe quickly took out a file and sent it respectfully.

"Huh? Five exemptions from testing, except for qualifications, are exempt from testing in the licensing test. The black-robed Great Martial Saint said with a slight surprise.

"If you can get five exemptions in the licensing test, you can generally join the foreign sect safely. It's a pity that this young man is not suitable for sword ......," a great martial saint sighed.

"In that case, there's no need to test it any further. My Immortal Sword Sect is mainly based on swords, and all the mastery is related to swords. Even if this young man is clear, he will not be able to obtain an extremely high level of mastery in my Immortal Sword Sect, and he will only mistake himself in the end. The beautiful woman said.

"If I stop testing now, it doesn't meet the regulations, and if someone catches me, I'll inevitably be reprimanded when I go back. Anyway, there is only one incense stick left, and this young man has only reached the third level, and it is hopeless to enter the eighth level, and when the time passes, he will naturally die. The black-robed Great Martial Saint said.

"Senior brother is right."

All the Great Martial Saints nodded and didn't say anything more, anyway, a pillar of incense didn't last too long.

On the other side of the square, sixteen people stood there, all of them had passed the final test, all of them were full of joy, and some even raised their heads and laughed, becoming disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect, and they would have a bright future in the future. Bai Yifei was also among them, and he was completely relaxed at the moment.

"Brother Ye......" Seeing that Ye Xiang was still in the third level, Bai Yifei felt pity, he didn't understand at first, but after asking, he realized that it was not that Ye Xiang's qualifications were not enough, but that Ye Xiang was not suitable for the exercises of the Immortal Sword Sect, so he was rejected by the Ancient Martial God Monument.

The Ancient Martial God Tablet is one of the treasures of the Immortal Sword Sect, and if it is rejected, there is basically not much hope of joining the Immortal Sword Sect.

At this time, Ye Xiang, who was struggling to walk, stopped.

"Brother Ye is going to give up......" Bai Yifei sighed, but the next scene made him stunned, because Ye Xiang smashed out a punch into the air.

"What does that guy do?"

"Want to smash the sword shadow?"

"It's ridiculous, the sword shadow is formless and substantial, it can't be fathomed at all, how can it be smashed."

Many people sneered, but someone tried to swing the sword shadow with the true yuan, but it didn't have any effect at all.

The fist flew out, shuttled through the shadow of the sword, and rushed straight towards the ancient martial god monument.

"What is he going to do?"

"Shoot at the Ancient Martial God Monument?" The Great Martial Saints were also shocked, and watched in amazement as their fists landed on the Ancient Martial God Monument.

This scene surprised everyone who was watching, even the great martial saints of the Immortal Sword Sect were no exception, because no one had ever dared to attack the ancient martial god monument.

......

After the fist power fell into the ancient martial god stele, it was absorbed, and then, the ancient martial god stele trembled slightly, as if it was angry that someone was challenging its majesty, and the first heavy sword shadow quickly condensed and turned into a transparent sword light, containing ten times stronger power than the fist strength.

"The Ancient Martial God Monument Strikes Back ......"

"This is the fate of offending the ancient martial god monument."

"The power of the sword is ten times stronger than the strength of the fist, and this sword shadow can actually turn into substance...... Fortunately, I didn't think about breaking these sword shadows, otherwise I would be unlucky. "The eliminated martial cultivators have lingering palpitations, ten times the strength of the counterattack, how terrible it is, if they are rubbed, they will also be injured.

Facing the transparent sword that shot in, Ye Xiang did not dodge or dodge.

"Since you won't let me pass the guò test, then I will break all the sword shadow......s you have set up" Ye Xiang's fighting spirit was high, he had already felt that this ancient martial god tablet had spirituality, and along the way, this feeling became clearer and clearer, and when he came to the third level, Ye Xiang finally realized that he was rejected by the ancient martial god tablet.

In other words, Ye Xiang didn't pass the test, but the ancient martial god tablet didn't let him pass guò.

If he is not capable enough to pass the guò test, Ye Xiang will admit it. It's just that he was ostracized, and Ye Xiang naturally wouldn't be reconciled.

Since you don't let you pass guò, then I will break all your sword shadows.

The martial intent of the thunder turned into a thunder seal and was transported into Ye Xiang's right fist, and the strength of 22,000 catties was all condensed together.

At that moment, Ye Xiang remembered the moment when he fought against the mighty corpse. The power is not afraid, Ye Xiang will still be afraid of this ancient martial god monument?

A punch to smash out ......

Rumble!

Thunder and mangs staggered, fists soared into the sky, under the urging of the battle decision, the extreme realm dantian in the body was fully opened, and the true yuan was exerted to the extreme, and finally turned into the silver moon soaring dragon.

The fist and the sword collided together, both exploded, the sword shattered, and the sword film dissipated.

The silver-robed elder who was kneeling cross-legged at the top opened his eyes and looked at Ye Xiang in surprise who had been shocked back to the first position, and there was no sword shadow in that heavy position, because it had been broken by Ye Xiang.