Wang Yan stood outside the door on the eighth floor and took a deep breath, pushing the door open entirely, still with a dazzling light.

Wang Yan was ready to accept everything inside the door.

There was only one man standing in front of him.

One held a Buddhist staff in his hand, and a gray-robed monk's robe was a little white, so he stood opposite him with his eyes closed.

It wasn't until Wang Yan came to him that he slowly opened his eyes.

"You come quickly, as long as you defeat me, you can pass the eighth layer," the gray-clothed monk said as he looked at Wang Yan quietly.

Wang Yan slowly pulled out the evil sword from his waist and held it tightly in his hand, the momentum emanating from the gray-clothed monk, he knew that the gray-clothed monk would be a strong opponent, he was not very sure that he could completely defeat the gray-clothed monk, and victory or defeat was still in a dilemma.

"You are very special, with a strong aura, I will not suppress my cultivation in the same realm as you, but to be one level higher, which may not be fair to you. If I put my cultivation at the same level as you, it would be unfair to me and to the stupa. The gray-robed monk continued.

Wang Yan knew that he had dragon qi in his body, in fact, he was no different from the true dragon clan except for his body and human beings, as long as he was a human being, he would not be his opponent, only if he was in the first realm of ascending immortals, he would have the strength to fight with him.

Of course, the human beings in the middle also include the gray-clothed monk in front of him, so the gray-clothed monk said that he would suppress his cultivation in the initial realm of ascending immortals, and Wang Yan did not object.

The gray-clothed monk's majestic momentum gradually shrank, and then he stabilized his cultivation in the initial realm of ascending immortals.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

But Wang Yan still held his sword and saluted the gray-clothed monk.

The gray-clothed monk nodded, "Are you ready?"

"Come on, then. ”

Wang Yan clenched the evil sword in his hand and swung it in the air at will, the vibration of his arm brought the sound of the sword, and the sound of swords resounded everywhere in the entire space.

The gray-clothed monk walked towards Wang Yan, his pace was slow, but countless air pressures squeezed directly towards Wang Yan's body.

Suddenly, there was a violent outburst.

The gray-clothed monk's staff fell from the sky and smashed towards the top of Wang Yan's head.

Wang Yan gathered all the true elements on his body on the Upper Evil Sword, intending to directly resist the move of the gray-clothed monk.

A heavy thud rang out.

Wang Yan was directly smashed back by the monk's staff.

The Evil Sword has been shaking.

Although Wang Yan blocked this attack of the gray-clothed monk, the internal strength contained in the monk's staff directly invaded his body.

He could clearly feel that the bones of his entire arm, including his whole body, were already vibrating, if he was still holding the Evil Sword tightly, the bones in his arm would be shattered by the internal strength in less than a second, and then his internal organs.

Wang Yan directly threw away the Evil Sword in his hand, and after circling around his body, Wang Yan held the Evil Sword with his left hand.

The gray-clothed monk would not give Wang Yan a chance to rest.

The second staff followed, still towards the top of Wang Yan's head, this stick was even stronger than the previous one, and the momentum was even greater, as if it was about to shatter Wang Yan and the air in front of him.

Wang Yan held the sword in his left hand, and he didn't have time to change to his right hand, so he simply took out the sword with his left hand.

The first style of the Upper Evil Sword Technique, Lingyun Thorn.

Wang Yan's body was backwards, but the sword was forward, directly against the surface of the monk's staff with the tip of the sword.

This time, Wang Yan was not repulsed, and the collision of the sword and the staff produced a huge explosion, and the ground under Wang Yan's feet cracked dozens of meters.

The sword bent at a strange angle, but it was not crushed by the staff.

And Wang Yan's left arm had a "click" sound, which was the sound of bone cracking.

If you can see the inner strength, you can see that the forearm bone of Wang Yan's left hand has already appeared three or four cracks, which is terrifying and abnormal.

Wang Yan gritted his teeth, and the pain caused by the crack in the bone of his forearm almost made him faint.

Wang Yan used the power carried by the monk's staff to turn over and rise directly.

As he jumped, he released the sword with his left hand, and then held it directly with his right hand.

He rolled over, standing firmly on top of the monk's staff with his feet.

Then he instilled countless true elements into his right arm, and his right arm instantly expanded, and the evil sword carried the power of heaven and earth, and directly slashed at the gray-clothed monk.

His sword was very simple, and it was so brutal that it slashed at the face of the gray-clothed monk.

He did not hesitate to injure his forearm bone, which was for this trick.

The monk's staff was stepped on by Wang Yan steadily, what else could the gray-clothed monk use to block Wang Yan's move?

Just as the Evil Sword was about to reach the gray-clothed monk's face door, a palm appeared in front of his face door.

It was the palm of the gray-clothed monk, and he planned to use his palm to catch Wang Yan's full blow.

The unremarkable palm instantly emitted a rich golden light.

The Upper Evil Sword slashed directly at the golden light.

The Upper Evil Sword kept twitching downward, and a sound of tooth aching friction came into being.

At the intersection of the Upper Evil Sword and the palm of his hand, bursts of green smoke came out.

The gray-clothed monk's right hand poured internal energy into the monk's staff, directly shocking Wang Yan into the air.

The evil sword in Wang Yan's hand was also in the palm of the gray-clothed monk's hand.

The golden light was gone, and the palm of the gray-clothed monk was not cut off, but it also left a sword mark that could be seen deeply.

Wang Yan felt a pity, such a perfectly calculated move, the gray-clothed monk actually blocked it with only the palm of his hand.

Swapping injuries for injuries, neither of them tasted the sweetness.

The gray-clothed monk just glanced at the injury on his left hand, then put his left hand down, and then carried the monk's staff and continued to walk towards Wang Yan with heavy steps.

Wang Yan stood in the distance and took a deep breath.

The strength of the gray-clothed monk can no longer be described as the initial realm of ascending immortals, just by virtue of the attack strength of the staff just now, he can fight with ordinary ascending immortals in the late stage.

The gray-clad monk is definitely a fierce opponent.

The second form of the evil sword technique, rising towards the clouds.

Behind Wang Yan, a phantus of the rising sun appeared, stretching Wang Yan's shadow for a long time.

Wang Yan slashed out with a sword, and the virtual shadow of the rising sun behind him attacked towards the gray-clothed monk.

The gray-clothed monk scattered the phantom with a very casual cane.

Wang Yan split out again, and the gray-clothed monk dispersed again.

The gray-clothed monk was only a zhang away from Wang Yan, and he used that trick again, smashing towards Wang Yan's head again.

The fierce cold wind generated by the overhead attack made Wang Yan's scalp tingle.

This move is definitely five times the power of the second attack, and it is about to touch the power of the Ascending Immortal Primal Realm.

If he wants to take this trick hard, no matter which hand holds the sword, it will be directly abolished.

Wang Yan threw the Evil Sword forward.

On the evil sword, one into ten, ten into hundreds, hundreds into thousands, thousands into thousands.

The evil phantom on the ten thousand paths attacked the monk's staff at the same time, just to stop this move of the gray-clothed monk.

At that time, when Wan Yan used this move, he relied on the power transmitted by the True Dragon Clan's Jade Perry to make him use this move. And at this moment, he himself has dragon energy, and he can perform sword moves without the help of the dragon jade pendant.

The monk's staff and the phantom shadow of the evil sword on the ten thousand paths met and emitted a piercing sonic boom.

A hundred swords shattered in an instant, and a thousand swords shattered.

When there was only one evil sword left in the air, the attack of the monk's staff at this time was also completely blocked by Wang Yan's Ten Thousand Sword Phantom.