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Another terrible scream came from his side, Zheng Haotian glanced at it for a long time, and sighed secretly in his heart, but he kept in mind Yu Pangao's explanation in advance, turned a blind eye to all this, and never helped. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This sea of hundreds of millions of swords is for the purpose of verifying everyone's strength and potential, even if it is wrapped in sword light, it is only teleported into the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, and it will not cause the slightest damage to the body.

Therefore, although Zheng Haotian and the others watched many Bai Caofeng and other junior brothers being swept away by the sword light one by one and let out unwilling screams, they did not have the slightest psychological burden.

"Hoo ......"

The rain of light in the sky broke down again, and all the people who were still on the top of the peak let out a long breath.

This is already the third round of light rain.

Although a group of people were eliminated in the first three rounds, the real elites from the various peaks were not really threatened, and they still leisurely resisted the third light and rain impact.

Slowly, the sky lit up again.

This time, the point of light did not spread, but slowly condensed.

Inexplicably, a surging and almost suffocating aura began to spread from the sky.

"Fourth Round...... It's coming. ”

A middle-aged wolf demon transformed into a man muttered, he had a spiritual weapon shield in his hand, and layers of spiritual light were released on it, and it was with this spiritual weapon that he resisted the light rain attack of Shicai.

His hand clenched tighter at this moment, and even the green tendons on his arms were bulging.

At this time, everyone on the peak showed their spiritual weapons, and unreservedly stimulated the light of spiritual weapons.

And what is even more amazing is that the spiritual weapons in their hands are not lower than the middle level.

In the Great Spirit Realm, only the strong can have more opportunities to get better spirit weapons, and after getting better spirit weapons, their strength will also be greatly improved, leaving the weak ones even farther away.

The stronger the stronger, the weaker the weaker...... Looking at the light in the sky, Zheng Haotian's face also became solemn.

Yu Pangao has long said that from the fourth round, it is the real test, and only by persevering in this round can you get a really better divine soldier.

The sword light above his head also became overlapping, and he was completely prepared.

Outside the light mask, all the flying powerhouses also became nervous.

Because they all know that only those who survive the fourth round of sword light can be called true elites.

"Boom ......"

With a loud sound, the light in the sky suddenly burst open.

In an instant, they had formed an endless array of swords, flying downward.

The sword is like lightning, and it comes in an instant, leaving almost no reaction time.

"Ah......h

Countless screams erupted incessantly, and the moment the fourth round of light rain began, the scene was out of control in an instant.

Although the first three rounds of light and rain combined eliminated a lot of people, for the number of people on the entire peak, this loss is actually insignificant.

However, when this monstrous fourth round of sword light fell from the sky, the crowd on the peak was like a grass cut by a sickle, and one by one it was annihilated in the infinite sword light, and in an instant, they were already teleported into the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion in batches.

The sword light of the fourth round did not disappear, but rushed down more violently. The light of people's spiritual weapons was constantly shattered, and their bodies were wrapped in a rain of light, and once the light rain wrapped their whole body, it would disappear completely.

Zheng Haotian calmed down, and the five hundred sword lights above his head were superbly used by him, forming interception nets around him, no matter how dense and fast the light and rain reached, they could not break through this sword net.

At this time, he didn't use all his strength, but only released five hundred sword lights, and he already had such a huge power.

This is not just because of the number of sword lights, but because the sword lights he controls are all sword light cores, and they are the kind of powerful sword lights that can become the core of the sword array, so he can easily sway in the light rain.

"Phew. ”

A familiar, ferocious shout attracted Zheng Haotian's attention.

His face changed slightly, and he suddenly turned his head to look, his eyes suddenly froze, and he almost couldn't help but come to the rescue.

As the number of people decreased, so did the distance between the crowds.

This is intentional on their part, because the bigger the gap between them, the more they can safely release their power without affecting others.

Unconsciously, Yu Weihua, who had transformed into a berserk bear king, was more than ten feet away from him.

However, unlike others, Yu Weihua's body did not have any spiritual light. He actually relied on his strong demonized ** power to resist the light and rain in the sky.

The corners of Zheng Haotian's mouth twitched slightly, if it weren't for the special situation of this rain in the sky, he would have stepped forward to arrest this reckless guy and beat him with a blue nose and swollen face.

When is it now, and you still want to be a hero?

"Ah......h

An incomparably loud roar erupted from Yu Weihua's mouth, and there was an inhuman taste in this voice.

Zheng Haotian's heart froze, and he immediately understood that this may not be his original intention, but the sequelae of Yu Weihua's demonization.

Under normal circumstances, Yu Weihua would never have been able to do such a brain-dead thing, but after being demonized, he was constantly attacked and provoked by the light rain, and finally completely aroused his hidden violent heart and became wild.

At this point, when Zheng Haotian demonized and transformed into the Berserk Bear King, he also had a similar feeling.

It's just that the time for him to demonize and transform is still short, so there hasn't been an obvious change yet.

"Whoosh ......"

The light rain suddenly became more aggressive, and they finally broke through Yu Weihua's fist momentum and began to wrap around his body little by little.

With the powerful strength of Yu Weihua's best demon refining martial artist, if he used the light of the spirit weapon, it would be impossible for this kind of thing to happen.

But at this point, even if he wants to regret it, it's too late.

Zheng Haotian's fists were clenched, and he tried his best to control his emotions.

The light turned into raindrops gradually increased, slowly drowning Yu Weihua completely.

At this moment, all the people nearby who saw this scene knew that Yu Weihua, the best demon refining martial artist, was about to be teleported away, and he did not survive the fourth round of light rain, which was already a failed journey for him.

However, at this very moment...... "roaring ......"

A violent, almost indescribable, sound suddenly came from the light of the rain of swords that was wrapped in layers.

The voice was full of reluctance and anger.

An incredible high fighting spirit soared into the sky in an instant.

This invisible force seems to have broken through the rain of light, through the light mask, and through the sky...... Within the light mask, everyone trembled strongly from their hearts, and the movements of dozens of people were stopped because of this, and a flaw suddenly appeared in the defensive circle, and the pervasive light rain suddenly penetrated in, wrapping their bodies in it, and teleporting.

Outside the mask, Yu Pangao and others also felt this strength and strong fighting spirit.

They looked at each other one by one, and they all felt a chill inexplicably surging up on their bodies.

Although this power is not powerful, for some reason, when it begins to diffuse, it has a feeling that makes people tremble from the bottom of their hearts.

Above the sky, two old men leisurely sipping fragrant tea stood up in unison.

Master Lu had just drunk half of the tea and squirted out regardless of the image, and most of it splashed on the body of the old friend in front of him.

The sisters of the Yun family have beautiful eyes, what kind of person is Master Lu, he is a refining saint, whether it is to see and recuperate, or even the quality of the surname, it is a temporary choice. No matter what the circumstances, he is as calm as a mountain and quiet. Even in the face of his grandfather and the true person in charge of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he never lost his demeanor.

However, at this moment, looking at the surprised old man, a thought was turning in the little heads of both of them.

Is this old man really the grandfather of Master Lu that they are familiar with?

However, because the two of them were standing behind Yun Lao, they didn't see their grandfather's face.

This old man, who was well-known in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and was known as Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change, also had a change in color at this time, and he was not much better than Master Lu on the opposite side.

And the two of them don't know.

After feeling this aura that is not strong, but it is a fighting spirit.

The originally silent Flying Heaven Peak seemed to suddenly turn into boiling hot water, and hundreds of breaths representing the strong were released at the same moment.

Countless people's eyes were attracted by this aura, they put everything around them behind, they broke through the barrier, and put their minds into this annual Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion trial.

For generations, the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion has been opened every year, although it will attract the attention of some strong people.

However, in the history of tens of thousands of years, there has never been a single year of trial in the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion that has been able to attract the attention of almost all the powerhouses in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Zheng Haotian and the others were beside Yu Weihua, and their eyes were also wide-eyed.

The light of the spiritual weapon on their bodies was still flickering, blocking out all the light and rain, but most of their attention was already devoted to Yu Weihua, who was wrapped in the light of light and rain.

With the fierce and furious roar of rage, this intense light cocoon-like rain did not disappear, but kept squirming, as if something was constantly struggling inside.

"Roaring ......"

Another earth-shattering roar erupted.

"Mt. Vajrabal ......"

The thunderous sound of a thunderbolt on a sunny day rang out word by word.

The moment this voice finally echoed across the entire heaven and earth, the light cocoon finally burst open.

A huge, black-and-shiny bear king strode out of it.

Not only does he have the body of the Bear King, but he also has the head of the Bear King.

He opened his arms and opened his terrible jaws of blood, letting the endless rain of light fall on his body without noticing.

He raised his head and opened his mouth, and he looked up to the sky and roared, shaking the heavens and the earth......

(To be continued)