"[Epiphany Card]: After use, the host's cultivation perception will be increased by a hundredfold, and it can be used by superimposing the bond state."

"Ding! Epiphany Card used, duration, two quarters of an hour. ”

"I wish you a happy practice."

A system prompt pops up.

The next moment, Fang Lang only felt that there seemed to be a white light flickering around him, and there was a burst of clarity in his mind, and countless sword intents, in his eyes, became well-organized, and they could be understood in an instant.

Then, the overwhelming sword intent that slapped from the sword hanging above his head turned into a gust of fresh wind.

Crash.

The green shirt was fluttering, and the hair on his forehead was fluttering.

On the left and right sides of Fang Lang, the phantoms of Ni Wen and Jiang Linglong opened their eyes at this moment, and there seemed to be light in their eyes!

The pressure is suddenly reduced!

Fang Lang raised his hand and grabbed the sword intent with his five fingers, as if he was grabbing the gurgling water.

Buzz Buzz......

Fang Lang felt that he had seen a picture.

……

Sword Gate Pass.

Close the harem, the portal, a huge and hideous head drilled out, the head is huge, like a mountain!

A mouth full of fangs, open mouth and spit, demonic energy!

And that huge head before.

A figure dashing with the sword, holding a long sword, gently handed it out.

Slur over.

The endless demonic energy retreated, compressed and returned.

The heaven and earth in front of the figure are like a landscape painting that has been cut in half with a knife.

The mountains are cracked, the rivers are broken.

On the head of the huge monster, thousands of purple golden lotus flowers suddenly bloomed, swaying, not like human objects.

The monster's head was engulfed by the purple golden lotus and annihilated.

And on the sword in the figure hand, there was an extra drop of blood that was so thick that it was difficult to disperse.

……

This is the sword intent of Xuanyuan Taihua, the sect leader of the Sword Shu Sect!

Liansheng Sword.

A sword gives birth to a lotus.

With the help of the epiphany card, Fang Lang felt that everything was clearer than ever.

He felt the giant sword hanging above his head begin to move closer to him.

No!

He's getting closer to the sword!

He walked quickly, countless sword intents seemed to dance around him.

Under his feet, a purple sword qi lotus bloomed.

With one step, the sword qi bloomed like refining and swirled.

Step by step, the sword lotus!

He seemed to be being held up, and kept moving closer to the huge sword!

Fang Lang felt that in his consciousness, a sword move was gradually taking shape, and it was the sword move that was bred in the Taihua sword intent.

Heaven and earth give birth to thousands of lotuses.

Fang Lang stepped on the lotus like a ladder.

The huge sword is only a stone's throw away from Fang Lang, and Fang Lang can even feel the edge of the sword that belongs to the hanging sword!

Fang Lang stretched out his hand, and his hand could pick up the stars.

Bend your fingers and knock lightly.

Knocked on the sword.

seems to be asking, is the sword immortal in the sky there?

The crisp sound lingered, and the sword qi in the world boiled in shock.

……

Sword Gate Pass.

Outside the corridor.

There was a dead silence.

The atmosphere was extremely weird, and everyone was staring at the stormy figure in the corridor.

watched Fang Lang stumble and step for eight hundred meters.

The sword hanging at the end of the corridor burst out with an even more terrifying sword intent.

The sword intent is stirring.

Everyone thought that Fang Lang would not be able to bear it.

However, what stunned everyone was ......

Fang Lang seemed to be trembling all over his body with sword intent, as if riding the wind in one day!

The body is not only stable, but the speed of walking in the corridor is even faster!

800 meters, 900 meters......

Nine hundred and ten, nine hundred and twenty, nine hundred and thirty......

No stops!

The boy is like a ghost, drifting farther and farther on the road!

Take a leisurely stroll, just like an outing!

Everyone was shocked, and the discussion exploded instantly.

What's going on?!

Could it be that the corridor is broken?!

The scar old sword cultivator who had drawn a sword mark on the ground, the scar on his face squirmed incredibly, his eyes widened, and his breath was even stirring!

He stared at Fang Lang's back, watching the young man walk more than 900 meters on the road in the way of comprehending the sword intent and did not stop!

And the distance between Fang Lang and the hanging sword is getting closer and closer!

"Impossible! That's impossible! ”

Lu Ze and Lin Yun's bodies trembled slightly, and the next moment, the two of them opened their mouths almost at the same time.

"Shut up!"

"Shouting so loudly, do you want to die?!"

Scar Old Sword Cultivator suddenly turned his head to stare at Lu Ze and Lin Yun like a fierce god, and the two of them instantly felt a huge force cover them overwhelm them, pushing them dozens of meters away.

The surrounding students were silent.

But they were very curious in their hearts, and they didn't dare to come out, and they didn't dare to make any sound, staring at Yongdao.

Jiang Linglong clenched his hands tightly, staring at it with beautiful eyes.

And beside her, Liu Bubai's face turned pale, as if he thought of something, and muttered endlessly, wouldn't it...... No way......

In the middle of the road.

The boy walked firmly, no longer staggering.

Towards the upside-down sword, keep getting closer.

The distance between the boy and the sword is constantly shortening and shortening.

Until...... is negative.

Because, the hand of the boy ...... Gripping the sword.

It's like holding the whole world.

This moment.

Heaven and earth are silent, the entire Yongdao, the entire sword gate is closed, and the birds are silent.

Only the sword is left in the world.

……

Click!

The blue and white wine cup twisted in Chao Xiaojian's hand was pinched and exploded in an instant!

Clear liquor, fried into a hazy mist!

"Actually...... Got a sword? ”

"Sword Choose? It is also ...... Ren Zhen Sword?! ”

A little dazed look appeared in Xiao Jian's eyes, impossible.

Judging from his experience, Fang Lang shouldn't be able to hold that sword, and even, eight hundred meters should be Fang Lang's limit.

But......

Fang Lang held the sword.

Whatever!

"Hahahaha...... Good! ”

"It's worthy of the person I fancy to Xiaojian!"

"It's a pity, I can't beat Emperor Tang, otherwise...... This kid will be included in the Sword Shu Inner Sect now! It's a pity......"

Chao Xiaojian suddenly laughed, grabbed the wine jug, spout to mouth, the wine sprayed thinly, the mood was comfortable, and he drank in a big gulp!

As he drank, his face suddenly stiffened.

Whoever can hold the sword will take it. ’

The picture before the mouth hi echoes in my mind.

Other words......

.

The sword, gone.

……

Fang Lang's fingers tapped the huge hanging sword.

The moment he knocked the sword, a sword intent swept through his body.

Suddenly!

A roar rang out in Fang Lang's ears.

But I saw that on the huge hanging sword, a drop of red blood began to slide slowly, and the speed of the decline became faster and faster!

At last......

In Fang Lang's reflected pupils, that drop of blood turned into a blood-colored figure, hideous and terrifying, with his mouth open, galloping on the sword, swooping down, and flying towards Fang Lang!

The terrifying pressure made it difficult for Fang Lang to breathe!

Fang Lang's face turned pale!

Blood on the sword.

Lived!

Fang Lang woke up in an instant, exited the illusion, and in the corridor, everything was clearly presented in his eyes.

He saw that he was holding the sword clearly!

And the drop of blood stuck to the sword turned into a phantom and rushed towards Fang Lang!

It's a test!

Fang Lang instantly understood.

If this demonic qi can't be resolved, it means that Fang Lang's life can't bear the weight of this sword, and he is not qualified to take this sword!

The uproar exploded in an instant!

The students felt creepy!

The old sword cultivator of the scar had already landed on the hilt of the sword, and his eyes were sharp.

A gust of wind blew.

The white-clothed and white-haired Chao Xiaojian appeared above the corridor like a teleportation, staring at the corridor deadly.

If Fang Lang couldn't stop the demonic blood mist, he would immediately take action.

Just right...... It is also logical to retrieve the sword.

Rumble!

Blood mist is coming!

Fang Lang held the Liansheng Sword in his left hand and never let go, while the other hand held the Stainless Steel Sword, which suddenly swung out and slashed towards the blood mist.

Double Bond Status, Triple Kicker Card, Plus Epiphany Status!

Fang Lang's combat power at this moment is stronger than when he defeated Lu Ze in the team battle before!

Draw the sword!

The sword roared!

The aura in Fang Lang's body also erupted, and the stainless steel sword suddenly pulled out, as if distorting the air and smashing towards the demonic blood mist!

However, the moment of the collision!

The stainless steel sword in Fang Lang's hand burst in an instant, splitting apart, and the sword blades rotated at high speed, flying and smashing into the corridor, clanging and bouncing.

The demon qi and blood mist turned into a monster's head, with a mouth full of fangs, biting towards Fang Lang.

The moment the sword exploded, Fang Lang's heart sank.

All around, the outcry was also loud.

One by one, the students looked at it with some horror.

Jiang Linglong held Ji Xue's hand and couldn't help but clench it, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she was a little worried.

Above the corridor.

Pointing at the little sword, he also sighed, ready to make a move.

The teenager has done well enough.

Pity......

Well?

Chao Xiaojian was suddenly stunned.

In the middle of the road, Fang Lang's eyes suddenly revealed a little crazy, he threw away the hilt of the stainless steel sword in his hand, raised his hand, and put his thumb against his middle finger!

Aim at the flying demonic blood mist!

Bend your fingers, flick it.

Flick your fingers!

Like a mirror lake throwing stones, ripples and bursts.

Invisible sword waves spread.

Air bursts.

The demonic blood mist flew in, as if time stood still, and in the next moment, it twisted in the ripples, exploded, exploded!

However, the demonic blood mist did not disappear in annihilation, but quickly condensed and formed, and pounced on Fang Lang more and more fiercely!

Fang Lang's face was resolute and crazy, he raised his hand, and then he wanted to flick his fingers, and there was air flowing around the fingertips of the bend.

Suddenly!

Airplanes!

The sword groan explodes!

The Lotus Life Sword, which was quietly suspended, trembled lightly in an instant, as if acknowledging Fang Lang, no longer levitating, and slammed into the ground.

Everyone saw a flower in front of them, only to see Fang Lang around him, and a sword qi lotus bloomed.

In an instant, it engulfed the demonic qi and blood mist, accompanied by a scream, and slowly wore away.

The sword lotus continued to expand, filling the entire Yongdao, and the walls and ground of the Yongdao were covered with countless sword marks.

Corridor...... Ruined.

All around, it's quiet.

And in this silence.

Liu Bubai, who was outside the corridor, covered his mouth in vain, and let out an inappropriate and irrepressible "woo".

The will to lie down has indeed come!

The corridor collapsed, and the hanging sword was taken away by Fang Lang.

Do you still need to compare the sixth batch of students?

This time, it's not about lying down to win!

This is a lie loss!

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