That's an imitation of an ancient treasure!

Even if it's not a real ancient treasure.

But.

It also contains a trace of the supreme power of ancient treasures, and it is unparalleled in killing.

At this moment, who can resist a full recovery?

Even if the true artistic conception is reached, it is absolutely unstoppable.

But.

Ye Wushuang still chose to regret it.

No refund.

Fearless!

His heart, firm and confident!

Move everyone.

"Is he crazy?"

"If he escapes, there is still a chance, but, regrettably, who does he think he is?"

"Is the flesh invincible?"

The crowd exploded.

Endless sounds, like waves, resounded inside and outside the inner door.

Who would have thought that a trial would evolve into this?

"He's finished!"

Qianqiu Xue was moved, looking at Ye Wushuang's expression, which was complicated to the extreme.

This boy is so proud!

"He's going to die!" Lin Undefeated's face is becoming more and more hideous.

"Die!"

Ye Lan drank even more, and her eyes became more and more proud.

But.

Thundered!

Halfway up the mountain, Ye Wushuang's figure is as tall as a sword.

He swung his fists with both hands in the air, and slammed into it, with a monstrous sword-shaped silhouette, bursting out of his own body, as if it were a huge furnace, polishing a peerless long sword.

Slashing towards a powerful ancient sword.

Bang!

The mountain shook, and the ancient iron was blown apart, and some parts of it were directly turned into dust.

Ye Wushuang's body did not move.

At the moment of bombarding the ancient sword, his legs directly sank into the mountain, and he was forcibly knocked back several meters away.

Carrying a huge pressure, he was actually pushed towards the top of the mountain, and advanced a lot.

Burst!

The blood was overflowing, and the corners of Ye Wushuang's mouth were dripping blood.

The sword qi in his body was mobilized, and at this moment, there were no other distracting thoughts in his heart.

Only, the sword!

He is the sword, and the sword is him!

With the body as a sword, it is hard to regret everything.

Rumble!

The dusty and inky waves of air, like a hurricane, turned into a terrible storm.

In an instant, the three of them vomited blood again.

They flew out upside down and almost fainted, but a pair of eyes were still looking at the mountainside.

There.

The movement of the ancient sword bombardment, beginning, is in decline!

Everyone's eyes widened!

in the dust.

There was a posture, rendered by blood.

His legs sank into the mountain.

But still high-spirited.

Rather than give in, stand on one side.

It's Ye Wushuang!

His eyes are bright, and his posture is too majestic, like an undefeated sword god in the eternal years.

The scariest thing is!

"Give it to me, stop!"

Ye Wushuang let out a roar of rage, and his anger flew out.

The double fists bombarded, constantly smashing out, the sword qi burst out, and the ancient sword slowly stopped!

was blocked by him with the power of his flesh!

This......

How can it be!

The audience fell into a deathly silence.

Every single one, all sluggish!

In their hearts, they couldn't be at peace, they looked at this scene as if they were watching a myth!

Inscription realm, hard body, a fully recovered, imitation ancient treasure?

How could this be true!

Countless people were stunned and shocked!

It's Haoran Wuji, all stunned!

"No, it can't be!"

Ye Lan was desperate.

The hope and pride she rekindled, at this moment, was completely shattered by Ye Wushuang, punch after punch.

But how much has passed?

She got the strongest king-level sword body, but why, the gap with Ye Wushuang was getting bigger and bigger?

Why?

Ye Lan's eyes were full of confusion.

Burst!

At this time, halfway up the mountain, Ye Wushuang grabbed the black long sword and slashed it in the air.

The sword qi ran through, and in an instant, it slashed through Ye Lan's neck, a head, and flew out in an instant.

Ye Lan, die!

"No!" Under the light curtain, Lin was undefeated and furious.

A pair of eyes turned crimson.

"Lan'er!"

He roared.

looked at Ye Wushuang, and in his eyes, the killing machine was surging.

Behind himself, phantoms were staggered and murderous.

This is the scene of the later stages of the true meaning.

The artistic conception can already be manifested into a complete true meaning, and in every move, with its own comprehension!

"Ye Wushuang, I will kill you!"

He howled.

Anger flies.

The coercion of Zhenyi in the later stage made many people vomit blood and fly out.

"Wait, wait for you to get out of the secret realm, even if you violate the rules, I will kill you!"

He whispered, killing endlessly.

Many people were shocked.

"Lin Undefeated and Ye Lan are immortal couples, and he is even more sincere, among the ten cores, except for Murong Yue, no one can compete with them."

"Ye Wushuang is very strong, but he is only an inscription, let alone a core disciple."

"Lin Undefeated moved his murderous intent, if Ye Wushuang comes out, he will not be able to escape death, core disciple, kill an inner sect, even if it is the sect master, he will not be punished too much!"

Someone's heart moved, they looked at Ye Wushuang in the light curtain, and shook their heads secretly.

A core disciple has the intention of killing.

Even if the sect master is present, it is impossible to protect it all the time!

Ye Wushuang is going to die after all!

"Ye Wushuang, you must die."

"Ye Lan is dead, it doesn't matter, but, Sword Emperor Secret, I have to get it!"

Lin Undefeated was talking to himself in his heart.

His gaze was cold, and he fell straight on the top of the Enlightenment Cliff, above the supreme posture.

The Sword Emperor's Secret Collection, this is the purpose of his entry into the Heavenly Sect!

Enlightenment Cliff.

Ye Wushuang's expression was calm.

slashed Ye Lan with a sword, and there were no ripples in his heart.

For this woman, he once loved.

But now, it has long been indifferent.

With a sweep of his eyes, the three of them had already passed out.

Then, he looked straight at the top of the mountain.

"The revival of the ancient sword has triggered the Sword Emperor Vault? That's right, this thing, I want it! ”

Ye Wushuang stepped forward.

Step out.

Airplanes!

The huge pressure came with a bang, and dozens of mountains were suppressed in unison.

Ye Wushuang moved forward and kept climbing.

The long sword in his hand was also humming, and thousands of sword qi made that posture more and more condensed.

Finally.

Trample!

Ye Wushuang took a step and stepped onto the top of the mountain.

It's like a platform.

At this moment, under the watchful eye of everyone, he stands proudly.

Rumble!

In his hand, the long sword had been shattered, and the last trace of sword qi rushed into that posture.

At this moment, the Enlightenment Cliff was revived.

The pitch-black luster of the whole body flickered suddenly, and the endless black light rushed up.

On the mountain, endless dense patterns shimmer in unison.

in the glow.

The black light is vast, like the vast sea.

And that posture was also completely condensed.

"Climb to the top of the Enlightenment Cliff and lead this seat to a thought."

"You, qualified, accept the final trial!"

"Defeat or death."

"Done."

"Then, I have the emperor's relics, help you with a force, enlighten the Dao Cliff, burn all the ways together, turn endless Dao fire, and reflect the road ahead for you!"

Rumble!

There are ancient divine sounds that reverberate from antiquity.

Passed out in their own posture.

Resounding in all directions.

In an instant, everyone's hearts were stirred!

The unstoppable tremor is full of endless yearning and envy!