Constant strikes, constant blade clashing, and constant noon breaking the air resounded in the endless sword forest.

The Lord of the Burial Sword Valley stood still, the long sword in his hand swayed lightly, constantly resisting Nangong Yeming's attacking moves, and he looked calm and relaxed, and every time he waved the long sword in his hand, a counterattack, he could make Nangong Yeming fly away.

However, the blows again and again did not discourage Nangong Yeming, because the figure in his mind constantly reminded him to step forward, if he could not continue to stride forward, with the speed of the other party's demonic progress, then there was no doubt that he would be left behind by the other party, it was only a matter of time.

Therefore, he gritted his teeth, ignoring the pain alarm from his body, and relentlessly attacked the Burial Sword Valley Lord, even if he knew that the final result was nothing more than being knocked off a road, Nangong Yeming did not think about retreating once.

"What a bond!"

A sigh of emotion came from his heart, and the Burial Sword Valley Lord was a little curious about what kind of character could make him, an excellent junior, want to catch up so hard, with his qualifications, even compared to him, it was not much better, and the person who made him want to catch up would be so peerless.

It was also because of this that the long sword in the hand of the Burial Sword Valley Lord was wielding harder, and the original light and windy movements also brought some wind and dust, and the sword intent of the slaughter was swirling in the air, so that Nangong Yeming, who was rushing towards the Burial Sword Valley Lord at high speed, stopped sharply, and the sword intent at the peak of the Void Realm emerged, looking at the sword intent of the unknown realm of the Burial Sword Valley Lord.

"Do you want to improve, do you want to get stronger, do you want to catch up with the person in your mind? As long as you can withstand my next attack, then I will fulfill you!"

The words of the Burial Sword Valley Lord made the doubts in Nangong Yeming's eyes disappear, leaving behind the desire to become stronger, the emotion of wanting to chase that figure and browse the top of this continent together, no matter how terrifying the next attack will be, he will do his best to conquer it.

"By the way, I don't have much soul power in my body, and after supporting this attack, I don't have the ability to continue attacking. ”

Nangong Yeming's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his eyes, which were originally full of crazy battle intent, also fluctuated. Then there was calm. Returning to his previous appearance, it seemed that he was not affected by the words of the Lord of the Burial Sword Valley at all, and his body moved, but he put on an attacking posture. It seems that he wants to go toe-to-toe with the Lord of the Burial Sword Valley.

Nodded secretly. The Lord of the Burial Sword Valley was even more satisfied with his excellent reserve. The mentality of not being shocked in battle is what he is most satisfied with him, and a demon who is shocked by everything is not a suitable inheritor of the Dao Sect.

Appreciating and appreciating, the long sword in the hand of the master of the Burial Sword Valley did not relax at all. The long sword slashed and slashed, attracting the convergence of the vitality of heaven and earth, and the infinite sword yuan power converged and formed under the guidance of the long sword in the hand of the master of the Burial Sword Valley, which was not a ten thousand sword trick, but it was even more terrifying and exaggerated than the power of the ten thousand sword tricks.

His face changed color for a while, Nangong Yeming's sword intent and sword realm were all raised to the peak of being able to be used, and Wan Jian Jue was full of luck, in the face of this unprecedented powerful attack, Nangong Yeming's experience was unprecedentedly concentrated, and his strength was also unprecedentedly exerted.

Attack against attack!

Without waiting for the Lord of the Burial Sword Valley to make a move, Nangong Yeming had already taken the initiative to rush towards it with the sword shadows around him, and when the long sword was swinging, it was the sword shadows swaying, and countless sword shadows were under the control of the Sword Heart Tongming, following the mysterious trajectory, and rushed towards the Lord of the Buried Sword Valley in an orderly manner.

Under this unprecedented pressure, Nangong Yeming's strength made another breakthrough, the sword intent was promoted to the martial arts true realm, and the sword realm was also promoted to the stage of the peak of entry, and the control and comprehension of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique were also improved again, and the strength was once again made a big breakthrough.

"You can improve again! This is a real genius!"

The Burial Sword Valley Lord sighed again, his expectations for this junior disciple have also increased again, having such strength should not be bad news for the Daomen, being able to protect the Daomen in this catastrophe is still dazzling.

The two swords collided, and the scorching brilliance shone between the two, and after a burst of spatial fluctuations, the sword shadow dissipated, the sword intent converged, and a slightly illusory figure smiled at the little guy who closed his eyes peacefully in his arms, and there was still a fanatic residue on his face, and suddenly laughed out loud, he saw the so-called hope.

"Hahahaha!"

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While the three of them were conducting their own trials, Nie Fan was also conducting his own trials, trials that belonged to him alone.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the huge palace, Nie Fan felt a sense of the world spinning, and he, who had already had a few experiences, immediately sank into the dantian, calmed down, and stabilized his steps.

Sure enough, the next moment, he appeared in the air of a corridor.

With the preparation in advance, Nie Fan did not fall to the ground again this time, and after alleviating the discomfort due to spatial teleportation, Nie Fan had the opportunity to watch everything around him.

This is a not short road, all the way to the dark depths, the wall of the road is an oil lamp, it looks simple and mysterious, behind him is a thick wall, Nie Fan tried to use the glazed gold body to run with all his strength to hit the wall, but it did not cause any consequences, the wall did not move.

It seems that they can only go forward, and I don't know what happened to the three of them, they should have already entered the big hall! I don't know what kind of purpose those giant doors have, what seems to be depicted on them, and I don't know what the purpose is.

At the moment of being teleported by space, Nie Fan saw for the last time that there seemed to be countless huge doors standing in the huge palace, and something was carved on them, and the three Nie Zhenzhen who walked in front of him also walked into the interior of the huge palace safely, and were not intercepted to this strange place like him.

From this point of view, this should be my own trial, and I don't know if it's because of my strength or the inexplicable Sword Emperor's battle name, it should be the latter!

Nie Fan thought of one of the only three battle names on the list of earthly kings, and if he realized something, he didn't know how the other two people conducted the trial, without this trial of the three demons, where would they go to conduct the trial!

At the same time, in another mysterious secret place in the Yanlong Continent, Xuanyuan Jie looked at the profound path in front of him, thinking about the same question as Nie Fan, the trial of the two of you is like this!

In the Flood Desolate Continent, Shao Yanyao looked at the deep and dark Yongdao in front of him, and strode forward, no matter who the two of you are, the strongest in the world will only be me!

If someone can see the trial scene of the three people at the same time, they will find that the three trials are exactly the same! (To be continued......