Sikong Haoran felt that the healing wound on his back, after being smeared with the "healing elixir" by Ye Ziying, he felt extremely cool at first, and gradually the surface of the wound appeared numb, and then there was a sharp pain, as if there were thousands of ants biting on the wound.

Cold sweat instantly soaked his forehead, and his lips were tightly pursed together, for Sikong Haoran, whose physique had reached the middle realm of the Bone Forging Realm, this sharp pain did not pose a threat to him, but in order to prevent future troubles, he would no longer be "poisoned" by the little junior sister, and just in time for the arrival of the master, he would plan it.

Ye Chaoyang was originally reprimanding Ye Ziying, but after hearing Sikong Haoran's screams, he hurriedly walked into the room, and saw that the sword mark on Sikong Hao's back had been cracked, and there was still blood, and his face was extremely pale.

Senior Brother Gu Yulin glared at Ye Ziying, shook his head, sighed in a low voice, and mourned for a moment in his heart for the sixth senior brother who had just entered Cloud Shadow Peak, and then also walked into the room and came to Sikong Haoran's side.

The beads of sweat the size of the bean, the slightly trembling body, the old and new sword marks crisscrossing the back, and the curiosity about the little junior brother in my heart couldn't help but go up to a new level. What has he experienced over the years that will leave so many traces of battle on his back.

Gu Yulin stood on Sikong Haoran's back, and clicked a few times towards the position of the wound, and when his palm was about to stick to his back, the soft Xuan Qi overflowed in the palm of his hand, and with a palm slapp, a little blood deposited in his body spurted out, staining a large area in front of him.

When cleaning the sword wounds on Sikong Haoran's back and chest, he found that under the bronzed skin, there was a huge amount of energy hidden, and he muttered in his heart: "This kid's body shouldn't be in such a situation, isn't it...!"

Originally, Sikong Haoran breathed for a while, and he could dissolve the blood left in his body by the battle on his own, but at this time, Ye Ziying came to his room, and said that he was going to give him medicine, and "coercion and temptation" in the name of his senior sister, so there was everything that happened later.

"Come over to me...!" Ye Chaoyang turned to look at the door, where was Ye Ziying's figure, she had already fled when they weren't paying attention.

"Ahem...... , Master, I'm fine, Senior Sister is also for my good!" Sikong Haoran put on his clothes, stood up, and showed a smile towards Gu Yulin, "Thank you, Senior Brother." ”

"It's okay, I already know what happened at the outer gate, the Sword Sect will not pay attention to any battle between you, but remember one thing, don't hurt people's lives, otherwise you will face harsh punishment. If someone else wants you to die, that's a different matter. Ye Chaoyang looked at Sikong Haoran with a smile, although he didn't know him very well, but the heir of the dark night didn't scream at this little pain, and he didn't expose his little tricks.

continued: "Three months later, it will be the exchange meeting of the various peaks of the Sword Sect, in fact, it is a grand event for the five peaks of the inner gate to compete for the ranking, and the outer gate to challenge the inner gate, and the rewards this time are also very rich, you have to be ready!" Ye Chaoyang patted Sikong Haoran's shoulder, and when he saw his grinning appearance, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile, and then walked to the door with Gu Yulin.

"Master, I want to learn the sword!" Sikong Haoran saw Ye Chaoyang at the foot of the mountain that day, and he yearned for it, he heard his grandfather say that the art of the sword is a secret that the major sects do not pass on, and it cannot be taught by non-personal disciples, and it cannot be learned by those who are not with great perseverance.

Ye Chaoyang turned to look at Sikong Haoran, "If you can get the first place in this peak exchange meeting, I will teach you the art of the sword, however, this sword art needs to reach the beginner level of the Sword Emperor before you can practice, even your senior brother is only getting a glimpse of the way now, are you sure you want to learn?"

"I will do my best to win the first place!" Sikong Haoran's whole body bloomed with a sharp edge, without too many words, although he didn't know what the specific strength of the other people in each peak was this time, and what arrangements he would make, he also wanted to know the Heaven of the Sword Sect

The proud son, and they compete for the three-foot green edge in their hands.

Gu Yulin looked at Sikong Haoran in front of him in surprise, it seemed that he still underestimated his little junior brother, and he was also looking forward to how he would behave in three months.

"Master, I want to go out to practice for a period of time in three days, the location is the 100,000 Great Mountain fifty kilometers away from the Sword Sect, and I will come back in advance at the time of the Sword Sect's Five Peaks Exchange Meeting. "Sikong Haoran has been thinking about how to obtain souls to cultivate since he got the "Soul Decision" in the Sword Pavilion.

Every night when cultivating the "Soul Decision", the soul soul filaments that are free between heaven and earth are too thin, if it goes on like this for a long time, I don't know what year and month it will take to break through the next stage of the soul, and the only way is to hunt demonic beasts to cultivate.

Ye Chaoyang looked at Sikong Haoran in front of him meaningfully, pondered for a moment and said, "Give me a reason why I have to go!"

"I heard from grandpa, you have the intelligence network of the Sword Sect, although I have been out early and returned late these days, I have also seen that you and the senior brother, the second senior brother are mysterious, and there are only a few of us in Yunying Peak now, presumably the other senior brothers and sisters have gone out on a mission. Sikong Haoran looked at Ye Chaoyang, thinking about how to convince him next.

After pondering for a moment, he continued, "Although I have only just joined Cloud Shadow Peak, I have not yet gained your trust and passed your investigation. Thinking if you could also assign me a task and let me go out to carry it out. Sikong Haoran knew that his grandfather was a man of the night, Ye Chaoyang should still be on guard against himself, and he would never let himself join before passing the inspection.

Ye Chaoyang didn't speak, but walked towards the door.

"Senior brother, take care of your injuries. Gu Yulin closed the door and followed behind his master.

"I'll come back to you in three days. A soul voice remembered in Sikong Haoran's mind that the night he came back from the Sword Pavilion, when he was cultivating the "Soul Decision", the slight abnormal fluctuations caused by it were captured by Ye Chaoyang, and it was found that what he was cultivating was actually the "Soul Decision" of a Supreme Elder of the Sword Sect.

He knew the existence of the "Soul Determination", and he didn't find it when he went to the Sword Pavilion several times, but he didn't expect this kid's fortune to be so deep, and when he proposed to go to the 100,000 Great Mountain, he knew the reason. But Ye Chaoyang also had concerns in his heart, in case of an accident, how could he explain to the Xuanguang Sword Saint? In case the dark night poured out, how should my Sword Sect deal with itself? But I think the Xuanguang Sword Saint must have other arrangements, "Hey... A hot potato. ”

When Sikong Haoran heard Ye Chaoyang's soul transmission, he was immediately elated, and the haze just now also dissipated, at first he thought that the master would not let him leave the sect, worried that he would be hurt, but he didn't expect the peak to turn around, and he actually agreed.

In the night, two figures one in front of the other.

"Master, do you really let the little junior brother go to the 100,000 mountains alone? There are demonic beasts all over there, and there are extremely vicious bounty hunters and loose cultivators in it, what if something happens?" Although the master did not agree to the little junior brother's request, Gu Yulin knew that he would definitely be moved.

"Isn't your third senior sister near the 100,000 Mountain, the news is going down, asking her to come back later. Ye Chaoyang held his hands behind his back, and disappeared into the depths of Cloud Shadow Peak in the starlight.

...

"Senior Brother Wu Wei has been holding on to the third layer for almost an hour, and I don't know if he has passed!"

"I remember the last time he recorded an hour, but in the end he gave up!"

"The strength of the defender of the third layer of the Sword Tower will be suppressed at the middle level of the Great Sword Master, and it will be accompanied by a subtle and perfect sword momentum, and it will not be easy to pass. ”

Just as they were talking, a figure walked out of the third floor, and then stepped onto the fourth floor of the sword tower.

"Who's that man!"

"I know him, yesterday afternoon for the newcomer Shi Tianshuo brothers

The man at the head seems to be called... Sikong Haoran, the person of the Inner Gate Cloud Shadow Peak. ”

"It turned out to be him, I heard that Du Zhanhao couldn't design it, but he was beaten, and even lost three teeth, if it wasn't for Long Jingzhao's intervention in the end, they would not be able to protect themselves!"

There are a total of ten entrances on the fourth floor of the sword tower, Sikong Haoran is holding a long sword, his chest is a little undulating, standing at one entrance, taking a deep breath. He came to the Sword Tower early, for fear that Senior Sister Ye would come to trouble him again. Moreover, he had been looking forward to the trial in the fourth layer for a long time, if it weren't for the delay in the past few days, he probably couldn't wait to come to the Sword Tower.

Walking into the entrance of the sword tower, the sword mark on the back of his left hand flickered, and a voice appeared in his ear, "Hold on for an hour before you pass." Immediately appeared in front of Sikong Haoran's eyes was an old man with crane hair and a childish face, sitting in the middle of the stone room, with an ancient long sword levitating in front of him.

"Zheng!"

Without waiting for Sikong Haoran to prepare, he saw that the index finger of the old man's right hand on his knee flicked slightly, and the ancient long sword suspended in front of him was instantly unsheathed, and a sword light crossed an arc in the stone room, and the entire stone room was filled with the sound of sword humming, and before he had time to take a closer look, the sword light quickly came towards Sikong Haoran's throat.

"So ruthless!" Sikong Haoran muttered in his heart, and then stepped on his feet, and the sword in his hand struck towards this sword light, but the old man's sword seemed to be able to sense his trajectory, and suddenly changed direction, grazing the corners of his clothes.

"Tear it up!"

"Uh-huh!"

A shallow wound under the corner of the broken clothes flowed red blood, and the ancient long sword that seemed to have no breath fluctuations was extremely powerful, and the air flow caused by the long sword alone made his body in the middle of the Forging Bone Realm traumatized, if this long sword was pierced on his body, Sikong Haoran felt terrified when he thought about it.

With a light snort, six times his body speed was fully deployed, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, this long sword was like a pair of eyes, so that Sikong Haoran had nothing to hide.

"Bell"

The sword in Sikong Haoran's hand collided with the old man's simple long sword, and the force of the collision made him take seven or eight steps back before he stopped his pace, and the hand holding the sword kept trembling in the process of retreating, and his muscles were slightly spasmodic.

"Whoa... Phew!"

The old man's simple long sword pierced through a phantom of Sikong Haoran, and his body appeared five meters away from the old man.

"Hey, that's good!"

The old man's voice appeared in the stone room again, and a sword light appeared above Sikong Haoran's head, and a trace of breath that overflowed from the ancient long sword in an instant made the capillary blood holes of his whole body swell slightly. Leaning forward, he stopped in place, not because he didn't want to move, but because he couldn't.

"Sword Intent!"

That's right, it was the sword intent released by the ancient long sword, Sikong Haoran's brows were furrowed, his face was flushed red by the power of the sword intent, his waist was slumped, and every muscle in his body was shrinking. This sword intent was different from any of the eleven stone swords in front of the Sword Sect Mountain Gate, and this sword intent was even more terrifying.

Sikong Haoran released the sword intent he had just comprehended, his sword intent was slaughtering, mixed with a trace of anger, the sword in his hand had stopped trembling since he released the sword intent, but it hadn't been half a moment away, and the previous situation had appeared, and it was even worse.

The old man nodded slightly, sighed and shook his head, then raised his right hand slightly, and pointed at the long sword suspended above Sikong Haoran's head, and the sword intent that permeated him instantly increased geometrically.

"Ahh

Sikong Haoran felt that his eyelids were unusually heavy, and in a daze, he saw a sword light coming from the sky, piercing his body, he only felt one word, fast, and his consciousness was pitch black.