The sound of the blade cutting through the iron armor intertwined into a special piece of music in Xie Zhengliu's ears, and the blade was covered with a layer of blue flames.

Whenever those iron armors were contaminated with flames, the dark blue color would instantly cover the entire body of the iron armor, not giving the iron armor monsters any chance to live.

In the black "tide" composed of ironclad monsters, Xie Zhengliu was the only heterochromatic, and she clearly divided the black wave, drawing a strong dividing line in it.

As long as Xie Zhengliu took a step forward, these iron-armored monsters didn't know how many casualties they would have to kill.

She didn't use those wonderful knife moves, but just used the simplest knife technique to slash and slash to make a way for herself.

At this moment, Xie Zhengliu seemed to have lost her perception of the outside world, and all that was left in her eyes was the iron-armored monster that was blocking her progress, and other than that, there was nothing that could attract her attention.

Wuji Dao did not have the slightest dissatisfaction with this, Dao Xiu and Dao were originally extremely murderous existences. Even if Wuji is an immortal weapon and his breath is very pure, it can't stop his nature as a knife.

In the past, when he was in Luo Zhenying's hands, this person always liked to cause trouble, and Wuji was forced to fight against people every day, and there was almost no time to rest.

When his master was replaced by Xie Zhengliu, she had a lot of fights, but the enemy against her was much worse than her strength, so that Wuji Dao would not be able to use all his strength.

Today is different, in this seemingly endless assessment, Wuji and Xie Zhengliu are the only partners.

They have no way back but to move forward!

The screeching of blades colliding with iron continued, and the strange smell of iron colliding with iron stuck on the tip of my nose.

Xie Zhengliu was forced to take a step back, and she had to take two steps forward next time.

When the aura in one primordial infant runs out, the next one is used. When a primordial infant is empty, it absorbs the aura and accumulates it again.

In this way, Xie Zhengliu forgot the time, forgot the exhaustion, and even forgot how many times his dantian and meridians had been squeezed dry.

In the process, she enjoyed the meridians being stretched, torn and healed again and again, and she knew that she was visibly growing.

Getting stronger can be addictive, especially with this kind of visible progress.

It was under such circumstances that Xie Zhengliu came to the passage on the first floor step by step.

……

Zhao Qingwu was lying in the camp tent quite decadently, and she was still thinking about how to explain this matter to her master after returning to the sect.

She knew that the first time Shizun climbed the tower, he had made it all the way to the first floor. Even if the machine spirit didn't choose the master at that time, because of the fact that he had ascended to the first layer, the reputation of the master naturally spread.

Zhao Qingwu's feelings for Feng Qianyan are very special, she is afraid and respectful of the other party, so not only did she inquire about his past deeds, but also hoped that she could become a powerful sword cultivator like him.

Long before coming to the Third Floating Island, Zhao Qingwu made up his mind that he must achieve good results in the first climb to the tower like Shizun.

But who would have thought that she would meet Xie Zhengliu and lose to the other party again.

Xie Zhengliu's knife was too domineering, and Zhao Qingwu was seriously injured.

Although she also actively took medicine later, she also found a safe place to breathe for a while. But in the end, the state after the injury was not as usual, coupled with the inexplicable fear of this Xie Zhengliu, Zhao Qingwu's final results were not too good.

If it was just like this, even if Zhao Qingwu would be annoyed and sad, he would not be so worried.

But the problem is that several of her classmates who have been defeated and humiliated by her before have achieved much better results than her this time.

One of them, a male cultivator who had challenged her many times and was defeated by her, climbed the tower ten floors higher than Zhao Qingwu this time!

With such a big gap, even Zhao Qingwu felt that something was wrong.

She bit her thumb and felt anxious.

What if those people grasp this and find out about her anomaly?

The more Zhao Qingwu thought about it, the more frightened she became, and for a while she even regretted snatching Xie Zhengliu's sword bone. Maybe she should learn to knife too?

As soon as such an idea was born, Zhao Qingwu's thoughts were interrupted by Li Qiuyue's voice outside the camp.

Zhao Qingwu hurriedly got up and welcomed the person in, she hadn't forgotten this girl with an extraordinary identity, she had spent a lot of effort to make friends with this person.

"Qiuyue, when did you get out of the tower, why didn't you tell me, I took the initiative to find you, and I was so tired that you came over for a run." Zhao Qingwu changed her previous sad appearance, and instantly changed her face to a soft and close face.

Li Qiuyue was very helpful to her words: "I heard that you also came out, so I came to look for you." What's the matter with you, didn't you say that your cultivation is much higher than mine, why did you come out earlier than me? ”

Zhao Qingwu's expression was sluggish for a moment, but she quickly covered it up: "It's a long story, I was injured inside." But it doesn't matter, tell me where you've gotten to. ”

"I climbed the 70th floor with my third brother!" Li Qiuyue raised her chin.

She heard from the mouths of the people who punished the evil sect that Zhao Qingwu had only reached the sixty floors, and he was not even in the top ten of the evil sect.

The smugness on Li Qiuyue's face was very obvious, which made Zhao Qingwu look even more jealous.

She has been with Li Qiuyue for some days, and of course she knows that the eldest lady in front of her is a straw bag at all! She can at least rely on her own ability to climb to the sixtieth floor, and Li Qiuyue is completely relying on her brother's protection to stand on top of her.

This made Zhao Qingwu, who was struggling alone in the last three thousand, very unhappy.

But Zhao Qingwu also knew that this was not Li Qiuyue's intention to show off, but that the other party was completely unaware that there was a problem with her speech, and she didn't realize that these words would stimulate her.

Reluctantly endured the anger in his heart, Zhao Qingwu continued to listen to Li Qiuyue:

"Speaking of which, I'm afraid that you won't believe it, I met Xie Zhengliu on the seventieth floor!"

Zhao Qingwu raised his head suddenly, and the expression on his face was uncontrollably distorted for a moment: "You met her, how was she at that time, can she continue to climb Haotian Tower?" ”

"You're hurting me!" Li Qiuyue didn't answer, just frowned and pulled Zhao Qingwu's hand away.

Zhao Qingwu bit her lower lip: "I'm sorry, Qiuyue, I cared too much about Xie Zhengliu and accidentally scratched you." ”

"Forget it, I know you don't like her, and you can understand it when you're emotional for a while." Li Qiuyue looked at her reddened wrist unhappily, and secretly said that Zhao Qingwu looked delicate and weak, and in terms of strength, she was quite in line with the identity of sword cultivation.

After listening to Zhao Qingwu coax herself a few words, Li Qiuyue continued: "You don't know how much that slut has done to me!" ”