The battle of this day was like a huge hollow sieve sifting through the swordsmen who could stay, and by the evening, there were more than 10,000 people, and only 160 monks remained.

None of Lin Zhen's group was left behind, Xiang Qing and Gong Fei seemed to have broken with them, and they did not stand together in the battle circle, which made Lin Zhen very curious.

One hundred and sixty people, into eighty people, it is still a screening, this time, and the last screening.

"Push back the weak, they are not enough to stay in the battle of eighty into forty." These are Lin Zhen's words, and they have also reached everyone's ears.

The battle was about to break out, and it seemed that everyone recognized what Lin Zhen said, and they screened their opponents one after another and began to force back...... And those monks who were lucky enough to stay but had average strength were like being screened out again by an extremely delicate sieve. This battle of one hundred and sixty into eighty was extremely tacit, and even Gong Fei and the others, even if they hated Lin Zhen in their hearts, they did not make any out-of-the-ordinary moves.

Because, everyone is waiting for the 1vs1 real man battle! In that kind of occasion, defeating the opponent is the most exciting.

Eighty people, surfaced.

Lin Zhen Peien, the three major sects of Sword Tomb Prefecture, left about forty people, the monks of Cangyun Prefecture, only less than ten people left, and the rest of the people in Juling Prefecture were all lone sword cultivators.

On this day, the swordsmen of the competition can not rest in the preparation seat, or they can go to the distant mountains and forests, as long as they return to the sword platform when the sun rises tomorrow.

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Eighty people, into the lottery of forty people, as if artificially controlled, all the belligerents, strong with weak.

It seems that the Reverse Sword Contest still doesn't want to see those powerful monks be eliminated by one stronger monk early...... This has the advantage of absolutely sifting out all the fish that slip through the net.

The first battle was Lin Zhen, and one of the battles was a monk of the Moon Slashing Sword Sect.

Lin Zhen's name, everyone knows, no one knows, he is the only monk with a sword intent value of ninety-nine, and for his battle, all the sword cultivators are also looking forward to it.

Swept towards the sword platform unremarkably, Lin Zhen condensed an ice-white ice sword in his hand.

Except for Xiao Xuanyi and the others, no one knew about Lin Zhen's weapon, and they began to talk about the weapon condensed with Xuan Qi.

"Zhao Guo, ninth-level Xuanwang Realm." The man looked at Lin Zhen a little nervously, and then bowed to Lin Zhen.

"Lin Zhen, ninth-level Xuanwang Realm." Lin Zhen returned the salute and the battle began.

Lin Zhen slammed on the ground and swept towards Zhao Guo, and before many people could see it clearly, Lin Zhen appeared behind Zhao Guo, and a strand of Zhao Guo's long hair, with the wind brought out by Lin Zhen's sweeping, slowly fluttered and fell.

And Zhao Guo's long sword had just been drawn out of its scabbard two feet......

It's over? This is the question on everyone's mind.

Lin Zhen's sword, they didn't see any skills, but that short strand of hair said everything.

Unpretentious, ten-zhang position, in fact, at this distance, Zhao Guo can fully react, but he didn't expect that when he was just about to make a move, Lin Zhen flashed a strange arc in front of him, which led to the moment when he found that he was drawing his sword, and it was too late to defend himself.

"I lost." lost so nonsensically, Zhao Guo was a little difficult to accept.

"The more five small realms...... Doesn't it mean that Lin Zhen is an invincible existence in the Xuanwang Realm? Xiao Xuanyi naturally saw through Lin Zhen's actions, she recalled the inheritance in that cave, and what Lin Zhen said later.

"That's all you see." Hu glanced at Xiao Xuanyi and sneered.

Xiao Xuanyi: "......"

"Don't talk about other people's little girls, she just doesn't know my brother." Little Shell watched Lin Zhen return to the audience from the Sword Discussion Platform and shouted.

Xiao Xuanyi's eyes drooped slightly, but she was relieved in her heart, to be honest, she was very uncomfortable when Hu Lai said this, although she was not the top in terms of cultivation, but every monk wanted to be praised by the master, not to set her future path in a word.

"Little Shell, do you know why most of the monks in the Xuan Realm are mediocre? And the only ones that are really top-notch? Hu Lai said, this sentence made everyone's ears pricked up.

The second competition also began, and Pei En appeared.

"Why?" Little Shell looked at Pei En and appeared on the martial arts arena like a gust of wind.

"Because the path they choose is the most ordinary path chosen by the mediocre, and in this case, no matter how hard they try to cultivate, in the end they will only be left untouched."

"This truth is what I realized when I was fifty years old, in a secret realm by chance, the reason why ordinary people are ordinary is because the road they choose is the road that countless people have walked, and the road that so many people have walked is mediocre, why are you not ordinary...... Since then, I have chosen a different path, and it is only after that that that I have witnessed a different place in the Xuan Realm, a different place of brilliance. ”

"Looking at Pei En, his path, at first glance, it is not ordinary, you can see at a glance that he is different from ordinary monks, this is the difference, look at Lin Zhen again, little shell, aren't you all the way with him? Is everything he has experienced that ordinary monks can experience? Hu Lai didn't know where his interest came from, so he suddenly explained to Xiao Xuanyi the choice of the cultivation path.

"Really...... The road that Lin Zhen has walked is more wonderful than the road that others have walked for hundreds of years. Little Shell nodded.

Hu Lai's words made Xiao Xuan and Jingxing fall silent...... What Hu is saying is the truth, the road that everyone has walked, if you go through it again, why do you have to be outstanding? Why are you stronger than others?

In the arena, the long knife of the reverse soul flipped several times in Pei En's palm, and he swept towards the opponent like a storm, only one knife, chic and uninhibited on the man's neck.

Put away the knife, return to the preparation seat, and do it in one go.

"Only those who have experienced death and reawakened can re-recognize the path they should take and get rid of the alien races in the Xuan Realm."

In the next competition, Xiao Xuanyi and others boarded the competition field one by one, their opponents, in front of them, were not worth mentioning at all, forty battles, one morning, it ended like this, but today, there were no other battles.

"That's it? Half a day in a daze? "Little Shell is a little puzzled, isn't this a pure waste of time?

"No, there are other things today, waiting for the Sword Elder to announce it." Jing Xing shook his head.

"Anything else? Is there anything else that can be done to measure everyone's measurements? Little Shell said and looked at Xiao Xuanyi's four beauties.

Xiao Xuanyi and the four of them felt the gaze of the little shell, and the smooth and snow-white jade forehead revealed a few black lines.

"You won't be like this in Sword Shrine Prefecture, right? See the mountain that juts into the sky? We'll go there later. Jing Xing shook his head and raised his hand to point to the high mountain in front of him.

"What's the use?" The little shell is puzzled.

"You'll find out later." Jing Xing sells Guanzi.

Sure enough, after a short meeting, Jian Lao spoke again, letting everyone sweep towards the mountain.

Everyone appeared in front of that mountain, this mountain peak is extremely tall, and the area at the bottom is even more terrifying, this mountain, like the group of sword mountains, there is not a single plant growing on it, and the gray-blue mountain is chilling.

On the mountain, there was also an extremely high and wide staircase, which reminded Lin Zhen of the second trial in the body of the Desolate Sky Holy Dragon back then, the Ascending God Long Steps. Lin Zhen climbed the stairs, it was still the strong will in his heart, and the strength given to him by Yan Shenjun, who had never met before, allowed Lin Zhen to successfully pass through the long steps of ascending gods.

"This mountain is the Sword Emperor of the Reverse Heavens, more than 100,000 years ago, he personally named the peak of the Sword Shrine Mountain, and he left an endless sword intent in this peak, and those special spars that can test the sword intent value are left by the Sword Emperor of the Reverse Heavens. On this mountain, there is endless sword intent. ”

"The remaining forty disciples, you will try to climb to the end of the ladder in front of everyone, or go to your limit, and leave your name on the ladder, so that the monks who will participate in the Reverse Sword Contest in the future generations will see your name."

The ladder, starting from the fourth level, has successively had the name left by the monks who participated in the tournament at the beginning.

When they reached the thirtieth floor, the names left behind were densely packed, and on the thirtieth staircase, there were still ten books stacked up, and in these books, the divine sense penetrated, and every page was filled with countless names.

More than 100,000 years, each session, 40 names, a total of more than 200,000 people, have left their names on the stone steps on this sword mound mountain, they are all witnesses, so many years have passed, the earliest Nasir left a name, their bones may have long been gone, turned into powder in the soil, integrated into the earth......

"Let's start, one by one, or you all go up, you can do it, anyway, carve your name on the stairs before dark, and you can do it." Elder Sword spoke.

Countless sword cultivators watched these forty people.

Someone moved, a monk from the Sword Sect, he stepped forward and raised his foot and kicked the ground, in a vain attempt to use the powerful impact force to allow himself to climb a few more steps.

It's just that after sweeping up the third step, his face began to change drastically, and his expression began to be hideous.

As soon as he took the first step up the stairs, he felt the suffocating and majestic sword aura.

It's as if he is facing a peerless tsunami, and he is just a small sailboat...... What awaited him was the tsunami that swept mercilessly, and then shattered, leaving no bones left.

"This step, compared to that cave, is still too weak, maybe because the steps are too long." Hu Lai said slowly.

At the end of the long staircase, there is at least a distance of 2,000 zhang from the foot of the mountain.

Between the words, the monk of the Immortal Sword Sect, after leaving his name on the seventh floor, rolled down the steps.

He sat on the ground, inhaling heavily, and the violent heaving of his chest was enough to explain what he had suffered.

"I'll do it." Huang Hongzhuo's eyes were calm, he took a step, appeared in front of the steps, and began to climb up step by step......

"You say Huang Hongzhuo, how many steps can he climb?" Someone is talking.

In fact, looking at the number of names left on the steps, you can also guess the number of steps that Huang Hongzhuo can walk, no less than 30 floors!!

His steps, in the eyes of everyone, were heavy, slow, but very steady.

Until his feet were placed on the steps of the thirtieth floor, everyone raised their heads and looked at Huang Hongzhuo......

His expression began to change, his solemn expression began to pick up, began to become a little hideous, he was panting, but he still took his steps without hesitation.

Thirty-one ...... At the thirty-second floor, a large number of beads of sweat began to emerge from Huang Hongzhuo's forehead, and his expression was extremely painful......

He gritted his teeth, the muscles in his face twitched, and his whole body trembled wildly......

Instead of giving up, he took another step.

"Uh......" his throat rolled, and blood overflowed from the corners of Huang Hongzhuo's mouth, but even so, he didn't stop......