After a stick of incense, the Infinite Sword Sect had already fallen into view, looking from afar like a coiled dragon, majestic and majestic.

Huang Cong stepped on the three thousand steps without too much hesitation, and he understood that these three thousand steps were the mystery of the glazed sword technique, but at that time, with his cultivation, he could not guess the artistic conception of it, at this moment he had reached the realm of the martial king, hoping to understand from it, and at this moment he desperately wanted to strengthen his strength.

Looking around, now should be the time for the Infinite Sword Sect to practice, so there are not too many disciples going out, and at the same time, he closed his eyes and carefully perceived the qi qi here through his spiritual power.

But after a long time, Yiqiē was as calm as before, and he didn't feel the artistic conception when he first arrived, Huang Cong showed a hint of an astringent smile on his face, and said to himself: "It seems that I am indeed too anxious, and it is all a matter of chance, otherwise those elders who want to snatch the Sect's Glazed Sword Technique are estimated to have already felt the abnormality of these three thousand steps." ”

After shaking his head and taking a few steps forward, he still did not give up, and tried again, but the result was still useless, at this moment he had withdrawn his spiritual power and walked on it with a natural mentality.

After nearly two-thirds of the way through the three thousand steps, his heart suddenly became extremely uneasy, as if he sensed something, but he could follow it carefully but disappeared without a trace.

In a trance, he remembered the scene of the first time he stepped on the three thousand steps, at that time, his skills were weak, and he had no mental power at all.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "It seems that sometimes deliberately getting the opposite effect, no wonder these three thousand steps have been placed here for so long, and those old antiques with profound skills have not found abnormalities. ”

There is no doubt that at this moment, Huang Cong once again seized this opportunity, and he restrained the breath of his whole body. In one place, he seemed to have been hidden in the air, and it was better to be one with it.

In an indifferent state of mind, the three thousand steps were changing, and only Huang Cong could see the changes. Each step turned into a sword qi, and finally evolved into three thousand sword qi, and at this moment, there was an endless roar in the air, and the sword qi was even better than the other, and the entire mountain gate had been wrapped in it.

Suddenly. A sword aura shot towards him suddenly, Huang Cong knew that whether he could truly comprehend the essence of it was up to him now, he did not hesitate, and replaced the sword with his hand, which also prompted a sword qi transformed by Yuan Force.

Suddenly, two invisible sword qi collided together, not stirring up the slightest wave, but after a slight confrontation, it completely dimmed in the air, and at the same time, more sword qi had already shot towards Huang Cong, and for a while, the entire sky seemed to have become a network of light intertwined with cold air. This is only one-tenth of the three thousand sword qi to achieve this effect, so if the three thousand sword qi shoot towards it at the same time, I am afraid that the heavens will be broken.

Huang Cong's eyebrows were deeply locked, knowing that he should not be careless, and urged the 'one step away' to the extreme Shuttling through the gap of the light network, and suddenly the ground where he passed had already shown deep ravines, and before he could stabilize his body, hundreds of sword qi were directly shot at this moment, and the cold wind was whistling and flashing, obviously this picture was too shocking.

Huang Cong was shocked. I didn't expect it to become like this, not only sighing at the magic of these three thousand sword qi, but also sighing at the fear of the person who created the sword technique, and a little regretful. He himself was still too careless, and he only thought about improving his strength, but underestimated his ability to bear it.

Hundreds of sword qi roared in, even a top powerhouse would be instantly pierced by a sieve, Huang Cong wanted to volley away, but found that this side of the space could not be volleyed at all, as if there was an invisible gravity blessing on this side. Heavy as Mount Tai, even with his perverted body, he can't resist it.

The sword qi is getting closer and closer, Huang Cong gritted his teeth, and used the 'one step away' again, this time he used all his strength on his legs, and used his keen spiritual power to perceive the position of each sword qi and shuttle through the sword qi, although this dangerous and dangerous approach may kill him at any time, but at this moment it is obvious that he has no choice, hundreds of sword qi are coming too quickly, with his strength at the moment, how many sword qi can resist is unknown.

For a moment, he was covered with wounds all over his body, but fortunately, the wounds were not fatal, and when he saw that he was about to step beyond the range of the three thousand steps, the scene changed again, and he was once again in the middle of the steps.

"This?"

Huang Cong showed a wry smile on his face, and at this moment, five hundred sword qi shot towards him together, obviously wanting to get out of his current realm, unless he suddenly woke up, or he defeated all the sword qi in front of him.

At this moment, he had a thought in his heart, that is, if he couldn't catch the rest of the sword qi, would he really die here, because the wound on the ** made him feel pain, that kind of real pain, he was afraid, he was afraid that he would really die here, at this moment he had extremely regretted in his heart, he shouldn't be so careless.

But he didn't have time to think about it, and the five hundred sword qi had already fallen in the air, like a rain of swords in the sky, completely enveloping this side, and there was no way to avoid it. At the same time, Huang Cong's eyes were red, and as his body shook, a vast fluctuation of Yuan Force filled every inch of space, and the sword rain in the air formed a different kind of beautiful scene.

"No, I can't die, I still have too many things to do, I must not die here, my life belongs to only one person!" At this moment, Huang Congqiang beat his confidence, suddenly took three steps forward, and shouted loudly: "Extinguish"

In an instant, a huge palm of light appeared in the air, and the violent Yuan Force fluctuated surgingly, with a power of destroying the world under the mighty ups and downs, which was the first form of 'annihilation', known for its domineering.

"Boom"

A series of collisions were deafening, and the first three hundred sword qi had completely disappeared into the air with the light palm, while the next two hundred sword qi had no hindrance to impact down.

A smile appeared at the corner of Huang Cong's mouth, he underestimated the absolute explosive power of himself after absorbing the skills of the four old men, at this moment, seeing that the two hundred sword qi had fallen, he immediately punched into the air, and suddenly the entire space trembled, and under the fluctuation of the Yuan force, although those sword qi still did not disperse, it had obviously changed direction, and the surrounding ground was instantly impacted with potholes.

Just as he was thinking about how to deal with the remaining sword qi, the sword qi in the air at this moment was no longer multiplied, but all fell into the air, and for a while, the sound of the sword qi breaking through the air was like the roar of ten thousand ghosts, shocking and palpitating, and even the void was cut several wide openings, which showed its great power.

Huang Cong's pupils constricted, and he hit all his strength in his right arm, and at this moment he could only fight with the strongest style he could play.

"Extinguish!" (To be continued.) )