Chapter 305: Will

Listening to these people's admiration for Qin Tian, Luo Feng's face was a little gloomy, and he had to admit that the former's performance was indeed unexpected, "What's the big deal, the leader of Motu is still in the Sword Tower, compared to the first layer of the leader of the Thousand Armies, but he has been in the cave of ten thousand beasts in the third layer for four hours." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Info" Thinking of Mo Tu's success in hitting the top hundred, the gloom in Luo Feng's eyes eased a little: "Once the leader of Mo Tu rushes into the top hundred, he will be rewarded to hit the bottleneck of the Spirit Emperor's Seventh Tier again, and step on the Spirit Emperor's Eighth Tier, then it will be when Qin Tian and you will be ruined." ā€

"Hmph, how many contribution points did you take from my Luo Feng's hand, I want you to spit them out. Luo Feng sneered.

Li An's eyes were like poisonous snakes, his face was gloomy and terrifying, once the sword tower moved, his head instinctively raised his head, and he couldn't wait to look at it, when he didn't see Qin Tian's figure

The gloom on his face was even more prevalent. If the previous impact to 495th gave Ang Lee great confidence, but this confidence has been lost with time: "He has not yet appeared. ā€

"Brother, calm down. Li Mengjiao frowned slightly, and whispered: "Even if he stays in the Sword Tower for a long time, it is not surprising that he has gained more points, maybe when he entered the Sword Tower, he did not confront the Death Iron Rider head-on, but chose to flee for his life." ā€

"Although there is such a possibility, I just can't suppress the uneasiness in my heart. Li An clasped his hands tightly, as if he had made a decision, and walked towards the sword tower again, "Do you want to fight your will? ā€

"Huh! Jade Heng Pavilion disciple Li An actually entered the Sword Tower again. ā€

As soon as Li An walked towards the sword tower, he attracted everyone's attention, and the scholar shook his head slightly and sneered: "Finally started to panic." But to fight with that madman for willpower, tsk, it's a shame on yourself. ā€

The lights of Yan Shan were swaying among the pavilions of the Wushuang Palace, and a fire had been set up on the snow in front of the sword tower, and Ximen Qiu drunk and others gathered together, looking at the sword tower with a somewhat shocked expression, especially Ximen Qiu drunk, with an incredible look on his face, grandma's, it's been six hours, and Qin Tian hasn't appeared yet. Even a few disciples of the Heavenly Pivot Pavilion couldn't bear it, and this guy didn't move at all.

Crunch!

In the pitch-black sword tower, Li An walked out again, his eyes blood-red and bloodshot.

Li Mengjiao immediately greeted her: "Brother." ā€

Li An didn't seem to hear Li Mengjiao's call, and walked forward with blank eyes.

It wasn't until Li Mengjiao held Li An that Li An's sloppy eyes flashed with a hint of clarity, and he looked at the crowd impatiently, frowning even deeper: "He hasn't come out yet?"

"Nope. Li Mengjiao frowned slightly.

"How is this possible, how long has it been since the tower was opened?" Li An said in a hoarse voice.

"Six hours. Li Mengjiao's eyes were a little strange.

"Six hours, he was able to hold on for so long. Ang Lee clenched his teeth and bit his lip. After resting for a while, Li An got up again and walked towards the Sword Tower, Qin Tian stayed in the Sword Tower like a boulder pressing on Li An's head, making Li An uneasy for a while.

"Brother, don't enter the Sword Tower. Li Mengjiao dissuaded: "Your spirit is on the verge of collapse now, and I am afraid that you will not be able to bear it anymore if you go in again." ā€

"His new disciples can withstand it, and I, Li An, can also withstand it. Li An's gaze swept over Lin Jinxuan's soft jade face, and he gritted his teeth and entered the sword tower again.

The slender eyelashes blinked slightly, and Lin Jinxuan shook her head helplessly.

Crunch!

There was a sound of matches bursting in the clearing, and after a few hours passed, the closed sword tower opened again, and Li An walked out with heavy steps, the whole person seemed to be dozens of years old, his face and eyes were dull, and his breath was also extremely disordered. Li Mengjiao greeted her and looked at Li An with some concern. After a long time, Li An came to his senses, and said in a trembling tone: "Did he come out?"

"Nope. Li Mengjiao was a little unbearable.

Li An's whole eyes went dark, and he fainted directly......

Blood and sand rolled, and war horses neighed.

Qin Tian was covered in blood, covered in blood, and his long hair was scarlet and dazzling.

Walking through the army with a sword, Qin Tian's fair-skinned and evil handsome face was extremely calm, and his bright eyes as bright as stars reflected the light of perseverance.

The sword was a murder weapon, and Qin Tian didn't know how much blood the sword in his hand was stained.

The incomparably powerful aura permeated the whole body, and Qin Tian's sword would definitely make the war horse roar.

Qin Tian stepped on the wind, and the whole person was erratic, until there was no longer any iron riding in the endless blood sand, Qin Tian stopped his body a little numbly, looked around in astonishment, and his eyes were clear, "Is it finally over?"

Counting the hours, Qin Tian seemed to forget how many times he had died.

Exhaustion swept through his nerves like a tidal wave, but he always stood here and never retreated.

Qin Tian's heart condensed slightly, looking at the sword stabbing method and the proficiency behind the wind transformation, he grinned and said: "This place is a fierce place for others, a Jedi, but for me, it is a blessed land, a supreme place to improve soul skills, and in just a few hours, it can be worth my months of penance, and there are more than 10,000 points of proficiency." ā€

Opening his eyes, Qin Tian looked at the corpses around him, the flowing blood had already dyed this piece of yellow sand scarlet, the yin wind gusted, and the surrounding silence was terrifying. However, this inexplicable dead silence made Qin Tian sense a sense of oppression that was almost suffocating, and clicked.

Thundered!

Several thunder snakes swam down in the dark night sky, cutting through the darkness and illuminating the entire sky.

Bang! Bang!

The roar of the mountain shaking shook violently, Qin Tian only felt that the sky was shaking, and at the end of the endless darkness, an iron horse shrouded in blood light galloped out, the scarlet sword light was like a fierce beast that chose people to devour in the dark, and the terrifying suffocating aura spread throughout the battlefield.

This was an iron horse that was even more terrifying than before, Qin Tian's eyes were slightly condensed, staring at the scene in front of him.

There are more than 10,000 figures, this is Qin Tian's first impression.

The iron hooves stepped on the blood sand, and the roar like thunder hit Qin Tian's ears, deafening.

Click!

Lightning and thunder roared, and a torrential rain came all over the world.

The scarlet sword light seemed to sweep in with the lightning dancing wildly in the sky.

Under the washing of the rain, Qin Tian's whole face was extremely white.

"Compared to the previous iron horses, the strength of these iron horses is even more terrifying, both in terms of movement and the strength contained in the giant sword. ā€

Qin Tian Huo Ran got up, the bright and eye-catching sword light burst out, in the rainy night, Qin Tian rushed towards the torrential rain of lightning and thunder like a demon god, in the lightning and thunder that danced wildly, Qin Tian's sword flashed away, the mystery of the sword stabbing method was vividly reflected in this Qin Tian's gestures, the sword light was bright, where Qin Tian passed, the war horse screamed, the flesh and blood were separated, the sparks splashed, the people turned over on their backs, and the blood light burst out.

Kill, kill again.

On the tumbling blood sand, the rain with the size of bean beads could not cut off the choking smell of blood.

Whether it was the sword style or the body technique, Qin Tian had been insanely improved in this endless killing.

Qin Tian didn't know that the moment he slaughtered the previous iron horses, he appeared on the second layer of the Sword Tower.

The first layer of the sword tower is called the sole defense of thousands of armies by the disciples of the Wushuang Palace, and the second layer is the sole defense of ten thousand armies, the iron cavalry here is even more terrifying, in this layer, Qin Tian died more times, compared to the death method of the first layer, it is more bloody here, ten thousand swords are divided, and blood is splashed.

Outside the sword tower, the faint light of the fire swayed in the wind and snow, and it would be extinguished at any moment.

Countless figures stood motionless in front of the sword tower, the last ray of darkness had receded in the sky, and the faint white light gradually appeared, and it was already night without a sound. Directly in front of the sword tower, dozens of figures sat cross-legged, their sweaty bodies filled with a thick aura. These people were all disciples of the Heavenly Shu Pavilion, and they had walked out of the Sword Tower a few moments ago.

Li An had woken up after a few hours of rest, his eyes swept towards the sword tower where the darkness and the night blended together, there was some disbelief in his cold eyes, it had been nearly nine hours, Qin Tian had not yet appeared, he was able to hold on to it for so long.

Lin Jinxuan's delicate eyelashes swayed in the wind, her beautiful eyes stared at the scholar who was napping on the side, and said with some concern: "After being in there for so long, Senior Brother Qin Tian should be fine?"

"What can happen, the Sword Tower has never produced an example of a dead man. The scholar shifted and stretched.

Crunch.

At the moment when the dawn broke, the long-silent sword tower once again erupted with a piercing roar.

After half a sound, a hazy figure slowly walked out in the darkness, and the faint sound of footsteps woke up the disciples who were cultivating.

Simon Qiu drunk and the others got up even more suddenly, "Who could it be?"

Luo Feng and the others also had their eyes wide open, and when they saw a familiar figure, they immediately exclaimed: "Leader." ā€

Motu dragged his tired body to the fire, looked at the gazes cast by everyone, frowned slightly, and immediately looked impatiently towards the towering stone sword in front of him. I only heard the crisp sound of the sword in the dead stone sword forest, and then the hundredth stone sword was filled with dazzling brilliance, which instantly attracted the attention of everyone around, and I saw the word Motu slowly emerging on it.

Seeing these two words, Luo Feng and the others, who were nervous all the time, immediately shouted wildly: "One hundred, the leader rushed to the top hundred of the Sword Pavilion." ā€

The top 100 of the Sword Pavilion.

The disciples of the Heavenly Shu Pavilion who were cultivating also got up and looked at Mo Tu, this Shaking Light Leader actually rushed to the top hundred of the Sword Pavilion.

The top hundred of the Sword Pavilion gathered the most outstanding disciples in the past few years, and being able to rush to the top hundred was enough to show that Mo Tu was the leader. Seeing this scene in front of him, a rare smile appeared on the corner of Mo Tu's mouth, the top hundred in the Sword Pavilion, that is, he was eligible for the reward, once he got the reward, Mo Tu had the confidence to impact the Spirit Emperor Eightfold.

And when he broke through the Spirit Emperor Eightfold, he was to challenge the leader of Kaiyang Pavilion and Yuheng Pavilion, and as for this new leader, he cleaned up easily.

The coldness in Luo Fengyan!!, replaced by joy!

Click!

Luo Feng's hands clenched, "Qin Tian, you are dead." ā€