The academy has been inherited for thousands of years, and there are countless strong people who have come out, and countless people have led swords from the Sword Pavilion, and there are countless people who have sent the swords back when they are feathered, so the swords in the Sword Pavilion have never been less.

The Sword Pavilion has always been a forbidden area for the Academy, and no one dared to enter the Sword Pavilion except for permission. But Dugu Chen is an alternative existence, once when he was a newcomer, he actually broke into the Sword Pavilion by mistake, but he successfully obtained the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand now. Li Xiuzhu also entered the Sword Pavilion, and also successfully obtained the sword, named Aoba.

However, when they walked out of the Sword Pavilion with their swords, except for the swords in their hands, everything they saw in the Sword Pavilion was completely forgotten.

No one knew what was going on, and successive deans never explained anything.

Starting from the first generation of dean, Deng Tiannan, it has been the case for thousands of years.

The information that Li Chaoyang could get from Li Xiuzhu and Duguchen was, "You can find out by yourself when you go in." ”

The morning sun rises repeatedly.

In the academy, countless disciples spontaneously gathered in the Sword Pavilion, and today is the day when those who won the sword competition entered the Sword Pavilion to lead the sword.

Everyone also wants to know clearly, who can enter the Sword Pavilion today and successfully lead the sword.

Lan Tianque, who had always been quite lonely, arrived, his figure was slightly lonely, far away from the crowd, standing far away, without the slightest expression on his face.

Gao Yijian, who had been defeated by Li Chaoyang, also arrived, and the guidance of Canglang made him feel empowered, and the depression in his heart was suddenly untied.

Wang Pingping stood at the front of the crowd with the gathered eyes of everyone, she saw that Li Chaoyang successfully took Lan Tianque's three moves and obtained the qualification to enter the Sword Pavilion, at this moment he couldn't help but have some expectations in his heart, wanting to watch Li Chaoyang successfully lead the sword out of the Sword Pavilion.

Zhu Wang also came, mixed in the crowd, his expression was not very good-looking, and he was very reluctant to see Li Chaoyang leading the sword out in his heart.

And many more came, with all sorts of thoughts.

The Sword Pavilion is very high, a full fifty meters long. The Sword Pavilion seen from a distance was like a peerless sword inserted into the sky.

A sword groan piercing the sky came out, and the door of the Sword Pavilion slowly opened.

"Remember, after entering the Sword Pavilion, everything will go naturally, and you can't force it, so as not to seriously hurt yourself. The whale angler who was in charge of opening the Sword Pavilion looked at everyone.

Everyone nodded their heads, indicating that they already knew.

The tradition in the Sword Pavilion has lasted for thousands of years, and who may not know.

The whale angler's gaze fell on Li Chaoyang's body, and he deliberately stayed for a moment, and then spoke: "Welcome to the Sword Pavilion." ”

The moment he stepped into the Sword Pavilion, a dazzling white light emanated from his feet, everything around him was extremely unfamiliar, and Li Chaoyang felt that he had entered a new world.

In the clear sky, there are no clouds. On the vast and boundless land, there was only Li Chaoyang alone, a huge fireball was burning in the clear sky, and Li Chaoyang's reflection was under his light, a lingering elder.

Li Chaoyang looked around, wanting to find the nine people who had entered the Sword Pavilion with him.

The line of sight can be expanded far away, and in a distant place, it seems that heaven and earth can be seen connected together, but Li Chaoyang has never seen anyone.

The silence around was terrible, the land was barren and devoid of life, the sky was blue, but there was not a single white cloud, except for the round of fireballs burning.

Randomly chose a direction, and Li Chaoyang began to move forward.

When he took the first step, between the empty heaven and earth, there was a sudden sound of sword groaning, piercing through the void, and looking up, there were countless rays of light shooting down from the void, like a meteor falling from the sky.

The piercing sound made Li Chaoyang have to use his Yuan Force to resist.

The swarming sword qi poured down like the silver water of the heavenly river.

The sword was still far away, and the chilling killing intent was already shrouded in Li Chaoyang's heart, and the powerful coercion made it difficult for Li Chaoyang to move.

Li Chaoyang's eyes narrowed, through the dazzling sunlight, he saw the countless swords that were like a rainstorm coming, and with a movement of his right hand, he took the broken sword behind his back into his hand, and the yuan force in his body roared, and then controlled the broken sword remotely to the virtual finger.

Countless swords roared.

The remnants of the broken sword in his hand were heavy, and in the sound of clanging impacts, Li Chaoyang's body fell backwards, and the ground under his feet cracked, like a spider's web, constantly spreading forward.

The endless stream of swords seemed to have no end, constantly clashing with the broken sword in Li Chaoyang's hand, his arms were a little numb, and his legs were trembling, but Li Chaoyang still insisted.

If you give up your persistence, then the remaining sword will pierce your body, then I am afraid that entering the Sword Pavilion will be a failure.

Li Chaoyang does not want to fail, and cannot fail.

So Li Chaoyang could only hold on.

[Heavenly Demon Refining Body] made Li Chaoyang's physique far surpass that of a martial artist in the same realm, strong enough, Rao is such a huge impact force that the blood vessels in his arms began to burst, blood continued to flow out, and his trembling legs were already deeply sunk into the earth, Li Chaoyang was like a plow in the field, slowly retreating

When the river was finally exhausted, when Li Chaoyang felt that the rear force was unsustainable, he finally shot the last sword away.

Li Chaoyang couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

His arms drooped weakly, and the blood slowly flowed onto the broken sword that was still rusty, and without Li Chaoyang noticing, it actually seeped into the broken sword.

Sitting on the ground, Li Chaoyang gasped heavily, and the [Xuantian Devouring Decision] began to operate, replenishing the lost Yuan Force, moisturizing and recovering the injuries on his arms.

Two hours passed, the Yuan Force in the body was saturated again, and the injuries on the arms also recovered as before.

The large fireball burning in the clear sky had never moved in the slightest, still emitting a dazzling, warm light.

Li Chaoyang watched the cracked earth under his feet move forward again, and after a long time, he came to the place where he came in again, and took a step forward again, and between them, in the void, countless swords volleyed down again.

This time, Li Chaoyang dealt with it easily, and the broken sword in his hand swung to the extreme, facing the seemingly endless sword again.

There is no doubt that Li Chaoyang's body retreated again, but with the experience of the last time, it was not too embarrassed, and when he hit the last sword, he fell to the ground again, and the blood flowing on his arm was absorbed by the broken sword again without Li Chaoyang noticing, and the rust on the broken sword kept falling off, revealing the true color of bronze.

After healing, Li Chaoyang moved forward again, and he was still greeted by the seemingly endless sword.

Draw your sword and the battle continues.

Then heal again, then move forward, then draw your sword and fight, and then heal again......

Those countless swords, like an impregnable wall, were blocking Li Chaoyang's way.