This is Sword Seventy-Two?

In front of the bare stone wall, Wang Sheng looked at the entrance in front of him that only allowed one person to pass through, and unconsciously felt a little distracted.

The mountain in front of me seems to have been cut open by the sword of an immortal, and the stone wall is as smooth as a mirror, and thousands of years of wind and rain have not been able to add any scratches to it.

Standing in front of the entrance of the cave and looking up, the sky seemed a little distant, and the stone wall resembled the face of a giant sword.

Wang Sheng could hear the whispered discussions of those young disciples behind him, and he could also feel the gaze of those Taoist leaders;

A lot of hopes and expectations were placed on Wang Sheng's shoulders, making Wang Sheng, who was originally quite relaxed, also a little nervous at this time.

Check to bring with you.

The crane sachet was stored in the inner pocket of his robe, which contained pills, water, and gold sore medicine for external use, as well as some bandages, gauze, and alcohol for disinfection.

According to the experience of the previous passers, these things are necessary, because there are many difficulties in it, and it is easy to get injured.

In addition to these, Wang Sheng also carried two long swords on his back, one of which was a broad-edged sword and a sword used by a disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect, the two swords were placed parallel to each other, and the hilt of the sword crossed Wang Sheng's left shoulder.

Wang Sheng was holding a super-powerful flashlight in his left hand, and in his right hand he was holding the nameless sword given by Instructor Yan Zhengnan......

Wang Sheng realized that he was now at his peak at this stage.

'Do what you can, do what you can. ’

Stepping up, Wang Sheng's left foot stepped into the range of the hole in front of him, and without warning, a strong wind suddenly gushed out of the cave, and there seemed to be a blade blowing in the wind, making Wang Sheng's skin ache faintly.

Sonor!

The sound of a sword suddenly sounded in his body, and the sword in his hand was unsheathed by half an inch on its own, and the pain suddenly subsided.

Wang Sheng pursed his lips, held his breath, and walked forward, his figure disappearing into the black hole in two steps.

He walked step by step, neither fast nor slow, the pure Yang True Yuan in his body was running Zhou Tian, and the two long swords behind his back kept whispering.

Turning on the flashlight, Wang Sheng saw only the dust scraped in front of him, and simply received the flashlight into the crane treasure bag in his arms, focusing on the changes in his sword intent.

At the spiritual platform that had not yet fully manifested, the heavenly sword with starry light flowing all over its body was quietly suspended, and its light began to slowly reveal through Wang Sheng's body, Wang Sheng gradually felt that the strong wind was weak, and there was no obstacle to his own progress.

This road is fifty or sixty meters long, and Wang Sheng walked a little hard in the first half, but after the seven-star sword intent was activated in the second half, Wang Sheng walked away......

It's a bit lighthearted.

At the end of the passage, Wang Sheng saw the wooden door that appeared on the cave wall on the left, and Ling Nian noticed a disc-sized colorful vortex in front of him.

Taking out the flashlight and shining it towards the end of the passage, Wang Sheng saw the word 'sword' dancing with a dragon flying and a phoenix, and at this time it was exuding a fierce sword intent.

Just one word can make it impossible for a monk who doesn't have a complete sword intent to get close?!

What kind of immortal means is this?

Wang Sheng sighed in admiration, took out his mobile phone and took a photo, and wanted to send it to the chief of the neem son immediately, but found that his mobile phone had no signal at all.

Let's talk about it.

Outside the cave, a group of Taoist priests and priests were watching nervously.

They don't know how many times they have seen this kind of situation, almost everyone present has experienced the first level of screening, but the vast majority of people are blown out by this wind in the end.

After waiting for a minute or two, he didn't see Wang Sheng's figure.

"Did you pass?"

"It should be in...... How can you not pass, it doesn't mean that the sword intent is already complete!"

"Although I knew that I could pass smoothly, I couldn't help but be a little nervous. ”

Several young disciples chuckled, whether they could realize their 'Imperial Sword Dream' or not, they all counted on this non-verbal Dao master.

The Taoist leaders present sat down cross-legged one by one, and then they waited here, whether it was three days and three nights or seven days and seven nights, as long as Wang Sheng could not come out, they would continue to wait here.

On the side of these Dao Leaders, there were five young disciples with somewhat complicated faces, two of them were not disciples of the Sword Sect, they were all a few who had broken into Sword Seventy-Two before but had not been able to retrieve the Imperial Sword Technique.

"The first forty-two levels should be fine," Neem muttered.

A Kun Dao beside him smiled and asked, "Senior brother, do you have the perfect sword intent?"

Fei Neem shook his head awkwardly, one or two sword intents are not difficult for those of them who have been cultivating swords for decades to comprehend, but if they want to complete their sword intent, what they need is a little understanding and luck.

And for a sword cultivator like Fei Neem, who has practiced more than a dozen sets of swordsmanship at the same time, it is normal that the sword intent cannot be consummated.

Neem muttered: "I don't know what's going on inside, it's really ......"

The words stopped abruptly, and many Dao Masters couldn't help but stand up and look at the entrance of the cave in unison.

They sensed the unique fluctuations of the sword intent in the cave when it erupted and collided, and it was very intense!

This fluctuation only appeared for a few seconds before it calmed down, and the Taoist chief suddenly felt bad.

"Defeated, defeated?"

However, more than ten seconds later, they heard a faint sword sound at the entrance of the cave, and another sword intent collided, and the collision still lasted only a few seconds and quickly disappeared.

There is a big man who laughed twice: "It's so fast to break through!"

And the young sword cultivators who had broken through Sword Seventy-two looked at each other, recalling their respective experiences, and they couldn't believe it.

This Wudang Mountain sword cultivator shouldn't be looking for the wrong door, right? Is it a place to enter? How can it break a sword intent in a few seconds!?

However, more than ten seconds later, the third wave of collisions has already appeared!

The sword intent fluctuation that appeared this time was still only a few seconds!

The neem rushed out with a strong stride, and directly put his ears on the stone wall, and the surrounding Taoist leaders and disciples couldn't help it, and rushed directly to the stone wall near the entrance of the cave, sticking to their faces and palms to their palms.

However, those who did not have sword intent in their bodies did not perceive anything at all.

Those 'forerunners' also arrived at the stone wall at this time, and their expressions should be said to be quite complicated.

"Alas, these young people," a few Daoists shook their heads in the corner, "they are impetuous, and they still need to be polished." ”

The fourth wave of sword intent fluctuations reappeared, lasting for a few seconds, and after an interval of twenty seconds, the fifth wave of sword intent fluctuations appeared, still only continuing saplings.

Sixth and Seventh Waves......

Several Taoist masters glanced at each other, and they didn't know which one was the first to move, so they directly rose into the air, rushed to the stone wall one by one, closed their eyes and concentrated.

How could it be so fast!?

Even if the first level was the weakest and most 'gentle' Nine Dao Sword Intent, how could it be broken so quickly?

The ancestor appeared, and this time he was finally willing to release the water?

The ninth wave of sword intent fluctuations erupted for an additional two seconds, but quickly subsided, followed by a few minutes of silence.

"I'm going to the second level," a Daoist couldn't help but raise his head and laugh twice, "I didn't expect that after living for more than ninety years, Poor Dao finally had the opportunity to see the full picture of the swordfight!"

......

A few minutes ago, Sword Seventy-Two entered the formation.

Wang Sheng pushed open the wooden door, and before he could shine forward with a flashlight, he heard a few whirring sounds, and the brazier lit itself everywhere, illuminating the inside.

This is a cylindrical hall, with a diameter of about 30 meters, which is about 10 zhang in ancient times.

There is a circle of braziers around the main hall, and simple 'murals' are painted on the smooth stone walls everywhere, which are sword moves, and they are the nine sets of swordsmanship corresponding to the nine sword intents of this level.

According to the description of the previous interlocutor, the first layer is only some basic swordsmanship, and the condensed sword intent is not very strong, and the sword intent is contained at the entrance of the next level.

Wang Sheng walked directly to the only stone gate here, on which nine long swords were depicted.

When he was still about nine steps away from the stone gate, he suddenly heard a sword roar, and the stone gate lit up with a cyan light, and a phantom flew out from the stone gate, attacking Wang Sheng with a sword.

Before Wang Sheng could react, a sword roar sounded in his body, and the sword in his hand was already unsheathed!

It's just a simple upward push!

The phantom move didn't have time to change, so he could only fight hard with Wang Sheng, and then he was directly scattered.

And that's the first level?

Wang Sheng took another step forward, and another phantom flew out of the stone gate, attacking Wang Sheng with a sharp move;

This is not a simple competition of moves, but also a collision of two sword intents!

The phantom was dispersed by Wang Sheng again, not because Wang Sheng's cultivation was profound, but because the seven-star sword intent at this time was too 'strong'.

Ziwei is the star lord, how can the sword of Douji be weak?

Nine steps, nine phantoms, Wang Sheng's figure has already arrived in front of the stone gate, and he can push the stone gate open with a push of his hand.

But he suddenly withdrew his hand, turned around, and went to the side to carefully browse the sword moves carved on the stone walls around him.

The original intention of Sword Seventy-two is to sharpen disciples, this is the most important blessed land of a sect, and it is also the foundation of the thousand-year-old glory of the Sword Sect.

The nine sets of basic swordsmanship carved on the surrounding stone walls can be regarded as the introduction to Shushan swordsmanship; Wang Sheng looked at the set of swordsmanship, although he had some understanding, but his feelings were not too deep.

After a delay of more than ten minutes, Wang Sheng pushed open the stone door, and in front of him was a stone staircase spiraling upward, and a wisp of breeze blew from above, which shocked Wang Sheng's spirit.

What a pure vitality!

It's good to supplement the cultivation here.

The seventy-two swords can only be entered once, and its mystery is on the word 'sword' that Wang Sheng took before him, which is the eye of this big array.

As long as Wang Sheng does not exit the wooden door, he can enter and exit at will in these levels.

Of course, no one is bored enough to wander around here.

There are still seven layers above, and there are dozens of sets of swordsmanship waiting for him, and there is even the immortal method that Wang Sheng expected......

Shushan Imperial Sword Technique!