Another four years passed.

On this day, the sword light flashed in front of Zhang Wuji's cave mansion, and a sword talisman quietly came.

Zhang Wuji, dressed in a moon-white sword robe, quietly walked out of the cave.

The sword talisman shook, and a majestic voice sounded: "The ten-year period has arrived, and disciple Zhang Wuji quickly went to Tianjian Feng to participate in the assessment." ”

"Yes!" Zhang Wuji bowed and saluted, the sword qi under his feet shook, and the sword light suddenly rose to the sky.

The senior brothers of the Ninth Peak of the Hidden Sword below looked up and saw this scene, and the corners of their mouths all began to show a meaningful smile.

"Senior Brother Aoba has been in the sect for ten years, and it is no longer within the scope of novice protection in the future. ”

In other words, it's time to ravage. ”

"It's a little exciting to think about it!" Qinghua bared her teeth, a little expectant.

Speaking of which, he had wanted to beat that kid for a long time.

"I don't think you can beat Senior Brother Aoba. ”

Aoki, who was serious beside him, said solemnly: "I have seen this little junior brother sword before, he cultivates heavy swords, just to restrain your sword pills." ”

"How much does a heavy sword weigh?"

Qinghua pursed his lips: "My Qinghua Xiaolangjun can produce thirteen swords in one breath, how many breaths can his heavy sword be able to produce a sword?"

"Besides, I'm within 3,000 in the round battle rankings, and it's not like playing to beat him 10,000 away?"

"Senior Brother Aoba hasn't participated in the rankings yet, who knows how many places he can rank!" Aoki stroked a jasper sword in front of him, noncommittal.

Heavenly Sword Peak stood proudly at the forefront of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect as it had been ten years ago.

Usually it's deserted, and there's not even a single hair.

But today it was a bit lively, and nearly a hundred new disciples stood in the square in front of the main hall with high spirits, waiting for their first battle since entering the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

These are all disciples who entered Xuanyuan at the same time as Zhang Wuji.

Of course, it is also a bit inappropriate to say that the length of this period is about a year.

In other words, within a year, about a hundred or so foundation building disciples joined the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

This number is already quite terrifying, and there are many small sects in Beiju Luzhou, and all the foundation building disciples together are not as large as this number.

Zhang Wuji's figure flashed and disappeared into the group of disciples, and he accurately found the ten-person group that entered the mountain gate at the same time as himself.

The crowd just nodded to each other and said no more.

Ten years have passed, and the momentum of these people has changed dramatically.

For these people, Zhang Wuji actually doesn't have much contact with most of them, and the only ones who are often in contact are Yang Sunu and the little fat man Yu Xiaoxi.

Yang Sunu is also from Huaxia, she is naturally close, and she is still holding Dugu's thighs, Zhang Wuji also wants to hug her, so she often goes to set close.

It's a pity that Dugu seems to be rushing to the realm, except for asking someone to send resources to Yang Sunu a few times in the past few years, he hasn't even shown his head at all.

As for Yu Xiaoxi, of course, it was for a bite to eat, the food cooked by this guy was as exquisite as his father's, and Zhang Wuji often went to eat and drink.

"Senior brother, do you know what method is used for this assessment?" Yu Xiaoxi asked mysteriously lying beside Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji shook his head, he had been refining his sword all this time, and he almost didn't go out of the door.

After all, the senior brothers on the ninth peak of the Tibetan Sword are too dangerous, and if they are not careful, they will be caught doing all kinds of interesting experiments, and Zhang Wuji hates this.

"I've heard that it's a free battle in a small world. ”

"And I've also heard that the reward for those who can stay until the end is to enter the sect's treasury and choose a treasure. ”

"Huh?"

"Sounds good. Zhang Wuji, who didn't care much, looked at him and became a little interested.

Such a reward is very tempting when it sounds, although Zhang Wuji doesn't have anything he particularly wants at this time, he still wants to get this opportunity,

After all, there are not too many resources!

At this moment, a middle-aged sword cultivator on the high platform who had never seen it came over, looking at the little disciples below with cold eyes.

"The time has come, wait for the small realm of stars!"

"There is only one rule, try to live, the longer you live, the higher the evaluation, this is very important for you in the future, the sect will assign you a place according to your performance this time, I don't say much about the specifics, I can only say that each person has his own fate. ”

"Go!" The middle-aged sword cultivator waved his overhaul, and Zhang Wuji only felt that the flower in front of him was already standing on a large stone when it reappeared.

The surroundings are vast, like the starry sky of the universe.

And around him, large and small stones were scattered, and on each of them stood a man.

Everyone looked at each other with some vigilance, but no one took the initiative to attack for a while.

Zhang Wuji also didn't move, but secretly, he had already begun to release his silk sword.

This sword technique can be regarded as an advanced version of the sword qi silk, which was refined by Zhang Wuji using the Heavenly Silence Divine Sand given by the Hou Mansion of the Sun Shooting Mansion.

Zhang Wuji chose this sword technique at the beginning, precisely because he had the Heavenly Silence Shensha in his hand, and the Silk Sword Gang was indeed good, which was suitable for Zhang Wuji's combat system.

The first feature of this sword technique is that it is hidden, and the sword filaments released are not noticeable at all even if they are swept by the divine sense, and they are more powerful than ordinary sword qi filaments.

It's good to use it for yin people.

Finally, a young man on Zhang Wuji's left side couldn't help it first, opened his mouth and sprayed violently, and a flying sword turned into a white light and shot towards Zhang Wuji.

"When!" Zhang Wuji didn't let go of the sword, holding the black iron sword and slashing out in front of him.

The flying sword and the black iron sword collided, and the flying sword was knocked away, and the black iron sword was unscathed.

"It's too weak!" Zhang Wuji secretly vomited in his heart.

"This person is a sword weapon!" all the people nearby who saw this scene were secretly stunned.

If you say who is the strongest among the four veins of the sword, everyone will not be convinced, but if you say who you don't want to encounter the most in the trial, it is definitely the sword vein.

Because the guy with a sword weapon is really Gou when he is angry, but when he is desperate, the power of a sword is really strong.

Sword cultivation is also the weakest defense group, so naturally I don't want to encounter this kind of guy who doesn't leak a drop of water when he is ruthless, and he will kill you with a sword.

Although when he draws his sword, it also means that you can easily kill him.

But no one wants to trade their lives for their lives in trials, which is purely to make a wedding dress for others.

Soon everyone shifted the target from Zhang Wuji to other places, and Zhang Wuji was happy about this, so he stood there with relief and watched the rest of the people fight swords.

After watching it for a long time, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

These people are too weak!

How can there be such a big gap with those senior brothers of the Ninth Peak.

He originally thought that even if he had the Black Iron Sword to help him coil the sword, he would only be considered a beginner in the group of foundation building disciples, but now looking at the performance of these guys in front of him, he was a little doubtful of himself.

"Is it because they're too good, or am I too strong!" Zhang Wuji fell into deep thought.