The guard puppet opened its blood-red eyes and looked at Ye Zihan.

Ye Zihan didn't hesitate too much, and when he mentioned the Flowing Killing Sword, a sword qi slashed out.

Seeing this, the puppet saw it raise its arm, and then the golden light on the arm flowed, blocking Ye Zihan's sword.

Ye Zihan frowned, his sword contained fifty percent of his strength, but he didn't expect to be easily blocked by this puppet.

The puppet didn't wait for Ye Zihan to strike again, and immediately rushed towards Ye Zihan, and arrived at Ye Zihan's side with just one breath.

The puppet's golden fist blasted directly at Ye Zihan, Ye Zihan's breathing tightened, and the pace under his feet changed violently.

"Bone Spirit Step"!

Kankan dodged the puppet's punch.

"It's so fast, if it weren't for the Bone Spirit Step, I'm afraid this punch would have seriously injured me!"

Ye Zihan tensed his nerves and didn't dare to be careless.

Seeing that the punch missed, the puppet stepped forward and threw two punches in quick succession.

Ye Zihan relied on the bone spirit step to dodge the first punch, but the second punch could not be dodged.

Ye Zihan gritted his teeth and raised the flow killing sword in his hand to block in front of him.

Bang! Ye Zihan was knocked away by a punch.

"What a lot of power"! Ye Zihan stabilized his body and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"We can't be so passive anymore!" Ye Zihan thought to himself.

The puppet stepped forward again at this moment, and it was another punch. Ye Zihan flashed to the side, and after dodging his fist, he didn't stop, but rushed towards the puppet.

The puppet hadn't reacted at the moment, and Ye Zihan had already arrived at the puppet's side.

"Seven Killing Sword Tricks, Killing Sword"!

Raise the sword, swing the sword, kill the sword, drop the sword, and slash four times, but only to repel the puppet, leaving only a few faint scars on the surface of the puppet.

"This puppet's body is so hard"!

"Soul Sword"!

Turning, stabbing, picking, the puppet was knocked away, and the golden light on the surface seemed to dim a little.

A deep scar appeared on the puppet's body.

The golem's eyes seemed to become blood-red, as if angry.

With a bullet, the puppet stood up. Immediately after that, the puppet flashed, and instantly arrived at Ye Zihan's side.

The golden light was even more abundant, and a fist slammed into Ye Zihan.

Ye Zihan's complexion changed greatly, and it was too late to dodge at the moment.

Ye Zihan gritted his teeth.

"Sword Spirit Kill, Sword Spirit Break"!

The blood-red sword spirit raised the sword in his hand and attacked the puppet.

A golden and red glow filled the space, and then two rays of light slammed together.

Immediately after that, the two figures were each knocked away, and both gold and red dissipated.

Ye Zihan's face was pale, the blood in his body surged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out involuntarily.

The puppet's state at the moment was not much better than Ye Zihan's, and his body had begun to emit bursts of black smoke, and several parts had been damaged, losing their due luster.

Ye Zihan inserted the flow killing sword into the ground, staggered his body, and reluctantly stood up.

But fortunately, the puppet has also been seriously injured at the moment and cannot stand up in a short time.

But the spiritual power in Ye Zihan's body was exhausted at this moment, and he didn't have the strength to kill the puppet.

Both tacitly began to repair their injuries on the spot.

At the moment, on the square outside the tower.

"Why did he stop the eleventh floor, he wouldn't fail, right?"

"A new disciple can reach the eleventh layer, and his strength is beyond doubt"!

"It is said that the eleventh layer is a puppet cultivated in the later stage of the seventh layer of condensation, and if you can stay on the eleventh layer for so long, I am afraid that your strength will not be lower than that of the seventh layer of condensation"!

"The strength of the puppet itself is even more terrifying than ours, a puppet in the late stage of the seventh layer of condensation can at least be invincible against the monks in the early stage of the eighth layer of condensation"!

"Doesn't that mean that this person has reached the eighth layer of condensation, and his strength is comparable to the top five?"

"Even if it's the top five, it's been stuck on this floor for a long time before passing"!

There was a lot of discussion in the square, and they were all looking forward to which floor Ye Zihan could break through.

"Senior Brother Zihan, come on!" Shen Hanyan secretly encouraged in his heart.

Inside the eleventh floor.

After Ye Zihan absorbed a bunch of spirit stones, his spiritual power had almost recovered, and his physical strength had recovered most of it, although his complexion was still slightly worse, but it was not a big problem.

And the seriously damaged parts of the puppet have also been repaired a lot, and a faint golden light flows on the surface, but it is not comparable to before.

"I didn't expect this puppet to repair its own broken parts without relying on other things!" Ye Zihan sighed.

However, now is not the time to sigh, Ye Zihan immediately raised the sword in his hand to kill the puppet.

"Sword Spirit Kill, Sword Spirit Slash"!

The red sword slashed towards the puppet, and the puppet hurriedly raised its arm to defend itself and block the attack.

But before the puppet could react, Ye Zihan had already arrived in front of the puppet.

"Eat me one more move, seven killing sword tricks, killing spirit sword"!

This time, the puppet doesn't have the same defensive power as before.

I saw that the puppet was knocked into the air, and its body made a clattering sound, as if it would shatter at any moment.

Before Ye Zihan could wait for the puppet to land, he launched another attack.

"Taste the power of your senses!"

"Spiritualism"!

I saw that the Flowing Killing Sword broke away from Ye Zihan's palm and flew towards the puppet.

Ye Zihan manipulated his divine sense to control the flight trajectory of the Flowing Killing Sword, and the surface of the Flowing Killing Sword was full of red light, full of killing intent, and then slashed at the puppet.

The puppet was hit hard again and was shot directly to the ground, completely losing its luster.

Ye Zihan gasped, he was still too reluctant to use his divine sense now.

"Divine Sense must not be used lightly!" Ye Zihan thought to himself.

Above the big competition, the new disciples do not have the cultivation of the Spirit River Realm, so no one can master the divine sense, but Ye Zihan is an exception.

"Maybe my cultivation is not as good as theirs, but I have divine sense, and I may not be invincible in battle!"

"Through the eleventh layer, the reward contribution points are 1,500, and a high-level magic weapon of all products."

More than a dozen magic weapons appeared in front of Ye Zihan.

Ye Zihan chose an arm armor and installed it on the arm.

Xuan Arm Armor, a high-grade defensive magic weapon, can resist the full force of the eighth-layer cultivator of condensation.

"Not bad". Ye Zihan nodded.

He had also obtained many magic weapons before, but most of the high-level ones were attack magic weapons, and he couldn't use the low-level defensive magic weapons, so he sold them all.

But this Xuanjian armor is different, this thing is a high-level defensive magic weapon, and defensive magic weapons are rare, let alone high-level magic weapons.

The staircase door to the twelfth floor slowly opened, and Ye Zihan rested for a while before stepping on the stairs.

"Look, he's passed the eleventh floor!"

"This son may surprise everyone at the big competition." An old man said to the old man beside him.

"We'll see."

Ye Zihan had no idea what was happening outside, and at this moment he had already arrived on the twelfth floor.

But the twelfth floor was empty, and Ye Zihan didn't see anything.

Ye Zihan stepped into it, but nothing appeared.

"What's going on?" Ye Zihan was puzzled in his heart.

"Tianheng, do you think the twelfth floor will be difficult to get here"?

"No, it won't".

The simple reply showed Yi Tianheng's affirmation of Ye Zihan.

Ye Zihan had been on the twelfth floor for a full minute at the moment, but he still didn't see anything, not even the enemy.

Ye Zihan couldn't help but feel a little irritable.

But danger is looming now......