readx; Xiang Tian was ready to take place, and his perception reached several hundred meters, sensing the movement of the white world here. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiangtian was in the middle of the white world, but he didn't know and didn't know how big it was.

Suddenly, a strange small black sword shot at Xiang Tian's chest, menacing.

There is a slight difference between this small black sword and the black sword, the small sword is a real sword, and the black sword is just the sword qi that is punched with the sword.

Xiang Tian guessed that the ** was not far from ten, but he replaced the illusory sword qi with a real small sword.

The small sword was seven inches long, and everywhere it passed, it stirred up bursts of white gas.

On the sword body of the small sword, there was actually a layer of spiritual power wrapped in it, slashing across the sky, and flying mercilessly towards the sky.

And just when Xiang Tian was about to act, he was suddenly stunned, and a cold sweat quickly appeared on his body.

"One hundred! It's really reached a hundred!" Xiang Tian was so surprised that he was almost speechless.

Xiang Tian's perception is extremely strong, even if he is a few levels higher than Xiang Tian, he does not have such a perception of Xiang Tian.

Xiang Tian couldn't believe it, just when he wanted to start, and then shoot down the flying sword that had just appeared, he unexpectedly sensed the other ninety-nine flying swords from all directions! One plus ninety-nine is a hundred, a hundred flying swords, and each flying sword has a strong spiritual power.

"Damn! it's true!" scolded Xiang Tian angrily.

For a hundred seven-inch flying swords, it is not good to deal with them to the sky.

"Here we go!" muttered to herself, curling her beard.

"A hundred flying swords, it's not something that ordinary people can hold onto!" Elder Taishang also said, also having a beard.

"Hehe! Indeed, 30,000 disciples are in the same situation! They only need to shoot down a hundred flying swords! Then they will be considered successful!"

"That's right! For some new peripheral disciples, they don't know, it may be more difficult! It's useless to just dodge!"

"Elder Taishang, what do you think of that ringtone little girl?"

Suddenly, the head of the house, Feng Xue, asked, as if on purpose, and as if he had some thoughts.

"Hmm, why do you ask that, do you see something?" Elder Taishang's eyes froze, and he looked at the head of the Sect Style.

"I'll tell you the truth! I feel like a person from this little girl like Cailing! This person may be her master!" said with a wry smile.

"You don't think it's her, right! Isn't she dead a long time ago?" Elder Taishang guessed who Feng Fengxue was talking about, after all, he had been in the Streamer Gate for thousands of years, and he could be said to know everyone's information well.

"I don't want to speculate like that, but it's really too similar! Her movements, as well as her moves, are very similar to her! I don't think she's still alive! It's just that seeing the ringtones reminds me of her!"

"Alas, pity the infatuated man of the world!" Elder Taishang sighed. Feng Xue also shook her head bitterly. My own speculation is too unrealistic.

Back then, I watched her being killed, and I couldn't do anything about it.

The two old men didn't say anything, quietly watching the game, there are two pictures here, one is to the sky, and the other is the ringtone.

From time to time, Elder Taishang looked at the amorous snow from the corner of his eyes, and after retracting it, he kept shaking his head.

"Alas, the love is too deep!"

Regardless of these two old men, Xiangtian's side has already begun, and whether our protagonist can successfully pass the third level depends on how Xiangtian copes.

"One hundred ways! I guess the other disciples are the same! That's fair!" Xiang Tian muttered to himself, analyzing some questions.

A hundred manic flying swords began to appear from all directions, revealing their figures.

Xiang Tian stood in the middle of a hundred flying swords, everything was ready, and he must pass the level smoothly.

Whoosh ......

began, and a hundred seven-inch flying swords with rich connotations struck from the front, back, left, right, and above.

Pulling out of the stance, he stepped back with his right foot, his eyes serious and sharp.

A hundred flying swords, densely packed, if inserted into Xiang Tian's body, it is an authentic human hedgehog.

These flying swords were extremely fast, and in just two seconds, ten of them were already only three meters away from Xiang Tian.

At a distance of three meters, for such a speed, it is simply non-existent.

Xiang Tian recognized, then bent back, ten flying swords, swept Xiang Tian's belly, and flew into the distance.

However, Xiang Tian thought that if he dodged, these flying swords would disappear, just like the primary test, there was a black sword light, which was dodged by Xiang Tian, and he didn't know how to save it, this time Xiang Tian thought it was still the case, but he was wrong, the ten flying swords turned around again, and there were other ninety flying swords.

"It seems that it's useless to dodge! In that case, I'll knock you all down!" said coldly in the eyes of the sky.

The black silk gloves appeared, touching the sky with both hands, and the crisp sound of steel colliding was mixed with sparks.

Behind Xiang Tian, a flying sword shot at Xiang Tian's back like a bullet, trying to pierce Xiang Tian's chest.

How could Xiang Tian really do what he wanted, he lowered his head and flashed, the flying sword swept over his head, Xiang Tian then quickly got up, punched out, and hit the sword body of the seven-inch flying sword, the strength was very strong, and the flying sword that was hit shattered suddenly, turned into years of peace, and fell on the white earth.

A flying sword has been destroyed, and there are many more, Xiang Tian finished killing the flying sword, but the speed was too late to dodge the extremely fast flying sword coming from the left and right directions.

The flying sword swept by, leaving a kiss mark on Xiang Tian's clothes, and the two sword seams were clearly visible.

Xiang Tian felt palpitations, more terrifying than Xiang Tian himself, when it was a few weeks away.

In Zhou Su's mentors, Zhou Su was extremely focused on the slightest movement of Xiang Tian, just now, suddenly, two flying swords almost pierced into the sky, Zhou Su stood up in fright, saw that Xiang Tian only cut his clothes, and sat down again.

When he stood up, he instantly attracted the attention of the other mentors, and the eleventh elder also looked at it and felt very puzzled, not knowing why Zhou Su was so nervous just now.

"Hey, Lao Zhou, what's wrong, why are you so nervous?" an old man sitting next to Zhou Su asked with concern, but he was actually laughing behind his back.

"It's nothing! I'm in a bad mood!" Zhou Su glanced at the man and replied angrily.

"I thought you saw a disciple just now who was going to be killed by a flying sword!"

Zhou Su didn't pay attention to him again, but didn't even look at him, his eyes were fixed on the big crystal ball.

Suddenly, the disciple that Zhou Su was paying attention to, that is, the picture of Xiang Tian, disappeared all of a sudden, making Zhou Su so angry!

The picture of Xiangtian is gone, and there is still a picture of a disciple, which is Cai Ling's, and Cai Ling has already shot down thirteen flying swords at this time, as if it didn't take much effort.

With a light body and a perfect pace, CRBT is in this level, and she is simply the master.

Seeing that the flying sword was about to stab her, but at that moment, Cailing's body was lightly on one side, flying like a butterfly to dodge, and then the dagger in his hand, from top to bottom, went straight into the sword body of the flying sword, with great force, and the flying sword was shattered in an instant. Xiang Tian's side also began to get on the right track, facing dozens of flying swords, he easily dodged it, and he was already familiar with this kind of attack.

Only a second apart, ten more flying swords came, coming and going, endlessly.

Xiang Tian also knew that if he didn't smash all these flying swords, they wouldn't stop.

Dodging left and right to the sky, ninety-nine flying swords, with rich spiritual power like arrows from the string, are all coming towards the sky, they are like having eyes, where they go to the sky, Xiang Tiancai realizes that he is locked.

Xiang Tian put away the black silk gloves, and suddenly a large red iron rod appeared in his hand.

That's right, this is the Colorful Xuantian Stick, after the fusion of red magic beads, it is all red and attractive.

Swing it to the sky, and the air will make a whirring sound, louder than snoring.

Xiang Tian's eyes shrank, and four flying swords flew in front of him, and they formed a straight line, if the power hit Xiang Tian, you can imagine what kind of damage Xiang Tian would receive.

"Watch me take you down with one move!" he roared to the sky, activated his body, and headed towards the four flying swords.

The 100,000-pound Colorful Xuantian Stick, holding it in his hand, can still have a good movement speed, and it really deserves the strength of 120,000 strength.

Take a closer look, leaning forward towards the sky, the body that is running, both feet are up from the ground, and the jump is seven or eight meters away, just close to the flying sword that kills the four paths.

With a swing of the Colorful Xuantian Stick to the sky, the big iron rod more than two meters long collided with the four flying swords at once.

Bang, bang, bang!

Four vigorous sounds, mixed with crackling and shattering sounds, just waved the colorful Xuantian stick towards the sky, and killed four in an instant.

Xiang Tian didn't stop at all, because the reality was cruel and he couldn't afford to pause at all.

The other ninety-five flying swords were already surging towards the sky like ten thousand arrows piercing through the heart.

Jumping into the sky, holding the colorful Xuantian stick in his hand, he could actually jump five or six meters high, dodging seventy or eighty flying swords, and directly above him was another batch.

Stuck in the sky to the sky, his hands turned the Colorful Xuantian Stick hard, and the more than 20 flying swords that came in front of him just hit the Colorful Xuantian Stick that was rotating rapidly, as if he was killing himself.

The fragments in the body were also blown into the air by the air flow generated by the colorful Xuantian stick that rotated towards the sky, turned into fragments, and floated down from the air, like a white world, and black rain fell.

The flying sword is black, just like a black sword, but the difference is that the flying sword is real, the attack power is stronger, and the speed is faster.

Xiang Tian is not omnipotent, his clothes are already in tatters, and they were all torn apart by the flying sword storm, but fortunately it did not hurt **.

Falling to the sky, the white earth shook, and the weight of more than 100,000 catties fell from a height of five or six meters, and the impact force generated was like a small meteorite hitting the earth.

Xiang Tian squatted half-squatting to cushion the force of falling, Xiang Tian knew that if he really fell straight and did not bend his legs as a buffer, his legs would definitely be broken.

The soles of Xiangtian's feet, a big pit of more than one meter, with a depth of half a meter, straightened up to the sky, and the entire lower part of the body was numb.

Step into the sky and get out of the big pit created by the landing, and then shake the thighs vigorously to make the thighs return to normal quickly, the slight pain, and the feeling of numbness will affect the next action.

Sure enough, all of a sudden, there were twelve flying swords that turned around from the left and right of Xiang Tian, this time they did not have a line to increase their strength, but were twenty centimeters apart, parallel to Xiang Tian to look good.

"Hurry up!" Xiang Tian was anxious at this time, and said to his legs. His hands were still rubbing.

Front, back, left and right, twelve flying swords, Xiang Tian has already shot down a lot, and it is very clear how much attack strength a black flying sword has.

Xiang Tian just knew that his current strength was 120,000, and the power of the black flying sword, Xiang Tian felt that they also had the power of 40,000.

So it looks like it's easy to the sky, but in fact, the arms are also under a lot of pressure.

"That's it!"

Suddenly, Xiang Tian was happy, his legs had recovered, and the weight of 100,000 catties fell, Xiang Tian didn't dare to do it in the future, and he was fatal at the critical moment!

Of course, for the strength of the current Heaven Heaven Force Realm, skillfully using the red Colorful Xuantian Stick, and constantly working hard to increase the strength, it is not enough to just wave it.

Now, Xiang Tian can only do simple swinging movements, and it consumes a lot of physical strength, and he can't use the colorful Xuantian stick to perform the ground-level fighting skills, because there is no speed, no strength, even if he fights, it is a half-tone fighting skill, which is useless at all.

In the blink of an eye, Xiang Tianyan saw that the attack had come, his legs recovered, and he hurriedly used his spiritual power to make his feet move quickly.

Whoosh! Whoosh......

The twelve flying swords pounced into the air, Xiang Tian was no longer in place, in a thousandth of a second, Xiang Tian had already moved to other positions, although the way of rolling on the ground was a bit indecent, but in any case, he dodged the attack of the twelve flying swords.

There was a lot of white dust on his body, and Xiang Tian didn't care about knocking off the dirt on his body at all, because there were still many black flying swords ready to go.

Just at the position where Xiang Tian rolled down, Xiang Tian didn't even have a chance to catch his breath, so he was locked on to the target by the seven flying swords that fell from a high altitude, and turned over to the queen of heaven, and the seven flying swords also pounced into the air, but they left indelible damage to the white earth, seven big holes.

The seven flying swords did not fail there, and they burst out from under the white earth, diagonally towards the sky.

"What?!" Xiang Tian was taken aback, but it was too late to dodge, the colorful Xuantian stick was very difficult to swing, knocked out the six, and the remaining black flying sword, slashed through Xiang Tian's little white face, gave Xiang Tian's little face, came to a close contact, a mouth that was not deep or shallow, blood flowed, said his cheeks, and slid to Xiang Tian's mouth.

"Blood! It's salty!" Xiang Tian added his own hot blood that slipped to his mouth, said coldly, and then roared: "Ah!"

The colorful Xuantian stick disappeared, the black silk gloves reappeared, Xiang Tian seemed to have changed a person, the speed was faster, and the spiritual power was extremely fast, mobilizing all the in the body, no matter on the hands and feet, even on the brain door, there was a faint colorful spiritual power.

Xiang Tian's eyes began to glow red, I don't know if it was because of the influence of the red magic beads when they fused, or if Xiang Tian really wanted to kill the red eyes.

The momentum around the sky soared, and a wave of spiritual power shot out, and then branched out, heading towards the remaining small black flying sword.

Unexpectedly, the speed of the seven-inch flying sword was not faster than the spiritual power, and it was entangled by the spiritual power, and the speed slowed down a lot all of a sudden, just like a drunk man, and his walking speed was dizzy.

Even if you put a sports car in first gear, it can't run as fast as the third gear of a tricycle!