"Do you see clearly?"

"I didn't see it clearly, I also practiced the Four Seasons Sword Technique, but if I want to perform the thirty-six sword moves once, it will take at least thirty breaths or more, this kid will finish practicing in less than five breaths, it's too evil."

"It is not surprising that he comprehended the sword intent, and in three days, he cultivated an ordinary sword martial art to the point of perfection."

After the hustle and bustle of the scene, someone walked out to practice the swordsmanship and martial arts obtained from the Tibetan Sword Pavilion.

At three o'clock in the unitary hour, when the sky was sinking and the sun was setting in the west, the number of masters of the rivers and lakes who had passed the second test had dropped sharply from more than 170 to 35.

"Congratulations, what you have to face now is the third test." Sikong Hu said loudly at the people who had passed the second level test; "I think you all know that this innate mystic soldier is a peerless divine soldier that is unparalleled in the world, shocking the world, and has supernatural features such as slaying ghosts and destroying gods, and protecting the lord and psychic."

"It is also a peerless divine weapon created by the painstaking efforts of several generations of my Sword Casting Villa, so the test of this third level is also very simple, who can get the recognition of the innate Xuan Soldier and subdue the ferocity of the Innate Xuan Soldier, he is the master of this innate Xuan Bing!"

There was an uproar under the sky.

Whoever can get the approval of the innate Xuan soldiers and subdue the ferocity of the innate Xuan soldiers is the master of the innate Xuan soldiers!

This test sounds unpretentious, but if you think about it carefully, you can perceive the deep meaning, the Sword Casting Villa is willing to give up the peerless divine soldiers, is it because the Sword Casting Villa can't subdue the innate Xuan soldiers?

If the innate Xuan Soldiers really have the supernatural ability of ghosts and gods, the supernatural ability of the guardian psychic, and subdued the Sword Casting Villa of the Innate Xuan Soldiers, why give up the peerless divine weapons that these generations have worked so hard to create.

"Sure enough, just as I expected, the Sword Casting Villa only has the method of sword casting, not the technique of sword lowering! This Sikong Tiger is also a generation of heroes, the cultivation of the innate realm, if he can subdue the innate Xuan soldiers, the prestige of the honor guard Xuan soldiers, even if the news is leaked, he is not afraid of the prying eyes of all forces in the rivers and lakes. ”

The elder of the Tianhai Sect, who was wearing a blue robe, looked at him like a torch.

On the other side, the middle-aged man who was known as the number one master in Fenglin Mansion City, wearing red armor and a rough and burly body, also grinned; "Sikong Zhuang Master's cultivation, can't he forcibly subdue that innate Xuan Bing?"

Sikong Hu shook his head, "Xuanbing is psychic, choose the master and serve!" Only those with the natural potential can control it! It doesn't have much to do with martial arts cultivation, and if it is forcibly subdued and detained, the Xuan soldiers will have to extricate themselves. ”

"Only a martial arts monk with unparalleled talent can be recognized by the innate Xuan Soldier?" Fang Ping's face was abrupt, and he showed a smile with relief, there was no shortage of powerful people on the scene, such as Kong Hai, the true disciple of the Tianhai Sect, and the young master of the Qiu family in Fenglin Mansion City, but their talent and potential, how could they compare to the demonic posture of someone else!

The biggest difference between health exercises and conventional martial arts exercises is that health exercises are the methods of tapping the potential of the human body and sublimating the transformation of the source of life.

At dusk.

The people who had passed the second test followed Sikong Hu to the outside of a sword-casting hall in the depths of the Sword Casting Villa.

"The Innate Xuan Soldier is in the sword casting furnace in this sword casting hall, who wants to be the first to enter?" Sikong Hu asked.

"I'll go first!" A person who thought he was talented in the rivers and lakes seized the opportunity and shouted like thunder.

Sikong Hu nodded, "The owner of this village will go in with you, and the others will wait in place." ”

After the words fell, Sikong Hu led the people from the rivers and lakes into the sword casting hall, and after half an hour, the two returned to the outside of the sword casting hall.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the people in the rivers and lakes, the cultivation of the first-grade realm, about thirty years old, with strong true qi, abundant qi and blood, and his natural potential was definitely not weak, but his pale face as paper, as well as the wounds with red blood flowing from his body, showed that he failed, not only failed, but was also injured by the innate Xuan Bing!

"I forgot to remind you that the innate Xuan Soldier's anger is difficult to eliminate, and before being subdued, the fierce sword qi that bursts out from the sword body can threaten the powerhouses of the ordinary Innate Realm." Sikong Hu said in astonishment.

But this can't dispel everyone's desire for peerless divine weapons.

The second Jianghu person, the third Jianghu person, and the fourth Jianghu person entered the sword casting hall before and after.

It was a pale day, and when the rooster crowed, more than a dozen masters of the rivers and lakes tried in failure.

"Heaven and earth are created, and those who are capable live in them! The same is true of the innate Xuan Bing. ”

Seeing Kong Hai, who had failed in more than a dozen masters of the rivers and lakes, he entered the sword casting hall without being hit.

"Will it work?"

The crowd cheered up.

"Senior Brother Kong Hai is one of the true disciples of my Tianhai Sect, and he has an innate posture, and he will definitely be able to subdue that innate Xuan soldier."

Several disciples of the Tianhai Sect shouted with confidence without hesitating words.

Indeed, the people from the rivers and lakes who entered the sword casting hall in front of them came out in about half an hour, and after this Kong Hai entered the sword casting hall, he stayed for an hour and showed no signs of coming out.

On the third floor, a few hundred meters away from the Sword Casting Hall, a man and a woman stood side by side.

"Little sister, how do you look at this person?" Sikong Jian glanced at the girl beside him, and cautiously tentatively said: "He is a true disciple of the Tianhai Sect, his talent potential, and his family background will not be too bad. ”

"Big brother, do you think he can subdue the Innate Xuan Soldiers?" Sikong Li's eyebrows frowned.

"I ...... I don't know. Sikong Jian smiled bitterly.

After a while, the two figures walked out of the sword casting hall one after the other.

"Senior Brother Kong Hai is out!"

"What about the innate Xuan Bing? Senior Brother Kong Hai, you must have subdued that innate Xuan soldier, take it out and show it to us! ”

"After subduing the innate Xuan Bing, you can also enter the Sword Casting Villa and marry the second lady of the Sword Casting Villa, they all say that you can't have both fish and bear paws, Senior Brother Kong Hai, you can have both this time."

Several Tianhai Sect disciples laughed and laughed, but they slowly sensed that something was wrong.

Kong Hai had no traces of blood on his body, but his face was gloomy and terrifying, after he entered the sword casting hall, all attempts could not resonate with the innate Xuan Soldier, if it weren't for Sikong Hu standing aside and staring, he would have wanted to melt the peerless divine soldier who didn't know what to do.

"Come back, you haven't been able to subdue the innate Xuan soldiers, you can only say that your talent and potential are insufficient, and you can also use this to teach a lesson, and you can cultivate well in the future, and you can't be too ambitious and empty-sighted." The elder of the Tianhai Sect saw the result and reluctantly taught Kong Hai.

"Yes, the disciple knows." Kong Hai gritted his teeth and returned to the side of the elder of the Tianhai Sect, and several disciples of the Tianhai Sect on the side were as quiet as cicadas, and their congratulatory voices just now, now that they think about it, they are a little self-defeating, which makes people laugh shamefully.

Seeing that even Kong Hai, who is a true disciple of the sect, has not been recognized by the innate Xuan Bing, the people in the rivers and lakes present who have not yet tried it are a little discouraged, but the more this is the case, the more it shows the horror of the innate Xuan Bing, and even the talent and potential of the true disciples of the sect are not recognized by him, this is like training a horse, the more fierce the horse, the stronger its speed and patience.

"I'll give it a try."

Walking into the sword casting hall was Qiu Shaoyang, the young master of the Qiu family in Fenglin Mansion City.

He didn't delay long, and walked out of the sword casting hall in less than half an hour, his body was unharmed, his face was as usual, but there was a bloody hole deep in the palm of his right hand.

"Interesting, the talent of the Qiu family's kid Qilin, he cultivated to the pseudo-innate realm at the age of twenty-seven, and he is also proficient in swordsmanship, palms, swords, fists and other martial arts, and his talent is even more terrifying than when I was young, if even the martial arts potential of the Qiu family kid can't be recognized by the innate Xuan soldier, I'm afraid no one present can subdue the innate Xuan soldier."

The number one master of Fenglin Mansion City, who was wearing red armor, expressed his opinions without hiding at all.

Qiu Shaoyang arched his hand with a sneer, "Lord Cao Jiao praised it falsely, the younger generation is not arrogant enough to dare to compare with you, you are the number one master of my Fenglin Mansion City." ”

"Cao never lies, don't hold it up to you!" Cao Jiao's body was powerful and tall, and the crimson armor wrapped around his body was like a blood-colored dragon entrenched outside his burly body with knotted muscles, and his eyes sparkled for a moment of thought, and he walked into the sword casting hall.

Fang Ping waited and waited for the result, this Cao Jiao was a super powerhouse standing in the innate realm, but if he wanted to subdue the innate Xuan soldiers, he relied on his martial arts potential. However, among the martial arts cultivators who can cultivate to the innate realm, there is no one who is not highly talented.

Buzz! Bang bang bang!

In the sword casting hall, there was an endless sound of metal clashing and mountain stones exploding.

The entire swordsmithing hall crumbled for a moment.

After a while, Cao Jiao, who walked out of the sword casting hall, had a few cracks left on the red armor outside his body that had been cut out by the fierce sword qi, and there was also an inch-long wound on his cheek.

He stopped and looked at Sikong Hu, and said with sincere admiration: "The power of the Xuan soldiers is worthy of its name. The Sword Casting Villa was able to forge such a peerless divine weapon, and Cao admired it. ”

"Lord Cao Jiao is polite!" Sikong Hu returned the salute with a slight smile.

So far, there are still more than ten people who have not entered the sword casting hall to try, but even Cao Jiao, who is known as the number one master in Fenglin Mansion City and has an innate realm cultivation, has failed, maybe no one among the people in the rivers and lakes present today can succeed.

"I'll try."

Fang Ping was not the first to enter the Sword Casting Hall, but he didn't plan to be the last to enter the Sword Casting Hall, he walked out from behind the crowd, and under the gaze of a pair of eyes, he strode into the Sword Casting Hall.

The sword casting hall that greeted Fang Ping's eyes was very large, and there was a huge sword-casting furnace like a hill in the center of the hall, and the furnace was filled with a terrifying and fierce sharp aura, as if there was an ancient fierce beast sleeping.

"You have comprehended the sword intent, you can try to use this sword intent to establish a connection with the innate Xuan soldiers." Sikong Hu said.

"Okay." Fang Ping stood in front of the sword-casting furnace, his whole body surging with an indestructible and unbreakable sharp aura, and he vividly revealed the sword intent he had comprehended.

It's just a touch of sword intent, and it hasn't been fully understood, but it's also extremely extraordinary, and the hairs outside Fang Ping's skin seem to have turned into a long sword that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

The innate Xuan Soldier hanging upside down in the sword-casting furnace sensed the sword intent released by Fang Ping and gave some response.

There were wind holes outside the sword-casting furnace, and through this dense wind hole, Fang Ping saw the innate Xuan soldiers in the sword-casting furnace, about five feet long, and the outside of the sword body was wrapped in a red mist that could not be dissolved.

In vain, Fang Ping's heart trembled, and he glimpsed at the surface of the sword body that was wrapped in red mist, more than five feet long, and there were thirteen vivid and lifelike vertical pupil eyeballs, one of which opened and looked at Fang Ping with an evil light that touched his soul.

Of the thirteen eyeballs, only one opened, and the rest were still asleep, but the demonic and strange light could destroy most of the determined martial arts monks.

"Is this a magic sword?"

Fang Ping swallowed and spat, quickly stabilizing his mind.

The vertical pupils are extremely real, as if the eyes of the demon were dug out and embedded outside the sword body, with vitality, and the pupils opened and closed, penetrating Fang Ping's flesh and skin across the void.

Like the chill of falling into an ice cave, Fang Ping's blood is about to clot.

The Turtle Breath Breath Technique was running, the Furnace Cultivation Technique was running, Fang Ping's body was glowing, his spirit was flying, revealing his life potential like a god, and the golden true blood traveled all over his body, dispelling the cold qi that invaded the depths of his body and even the spiritual interface for him.

Sikong Hu changed color in shock, he was shocked by the revived life qi in Fang Ping's body, that vigorous sun-like life energy, even better than him, a super powerhouse in the Innate Realm.

A wave of unevenness has risen again and again.

Hanging in the sword-casting furnace, the innate Xuan soldier who opened a vertical pupil dragged the red blood mist, and flew out with a monstrous anger, floating in the air for a moment, and fell into Fang Ping's hands.

Fang Ping frowned, the moment Xuan Bing started, lines of scarlet blood like veins appeared from the hilt of the sword, twisting and piercing into the veins outside Fang Ping's arm, greedily absorbing Fang Ping's vitality!

"Understood, this innate Xuan Soldier has already recognized me, but if you want to control it, you have to provide it with vitality!"

The innate Xuan Bing's appetite was very great, and with an instant of absorption, he snatched the amazing life energy from Fang Ping's body, so to speak, if he was an ordinary pseudo-congenital realm powerhouse, he was already overdrawn at this time, and he was unconscious.

The strength of the realm of divine skills, Fang Ping's bones turned into a golden color soaked in golden true blood, and the golden true blood in his heart also grew a lot, but he couldn't stand such a greedy devouring!

With a low roar that squirmed in his throat, Fang Ping burst out with the strength of his whole body, suppressing the anger of the innate Xuan Soldier, the vertical pupils that opened outside the sword body slowly closed, and the blood lines that pierced into the veins of Fang Ping's arm also retracted back into the hilt of the sword.

At this point, Fang Ping saw clearly the full appearance of the innate Xuan Soldier in his hand, the sword was five feet long, as wide as a palm, and there were thirteen vertical pupils the size of a baby's fist sleeping all over the body, and the blade was jagged on one side, like a knife rather than a sword, weighing more than a thousand catties.

(End of chapter)