Deep in the mountains behind the Sword Sect.

In the quiet mountain stream, from time to time, there will be Xuan Qi fluctuations coming out from somewhere, and if you look closely, there is nothing suspicious, but an invisible large array of enchantments obscures all sight.

A group of four people arrived from a high altitude, and as soon as they landed, Ye Ziying was fascinated by the colorful flowers in front of her, and walked happily to the flowers, like a hard-working little bee dancing.

"Senior Brother Haoran, come here, there are a lot of beautiful flowers here. Ye Ziying beckoned to Sikong Haoran, shouting while picking.

Sikong Haoran wanted to go over very much, but he didn't take a step, he just waved his hand at the little senior sister, because as soon as he arrived here, the soul power of the pseudo-heaven realm found something different, and five zhang in front of him, an invisible enchantment was clearly presented in front of him.

He was not Ye Ziying, all he saw was the mountains and rivers, flowers and plants in front of him, and the unique aura exuded by the formation, which made him discover the uniqueness of this place at once.

"Buzz!"

The soul power of the Pseudo-Heaven Realm spread wildly, and then the outline of the invisible Great Array Enchantment towered in the sight of the three of them, Sikong Haoran's face changed sharply, and he took a few steps back, "What a terrifying killing machine!"

"I've known for a long time that you're quite talented in formations, but now it seems that you're much stronger than I thought. Chen Qi's eyes were slightly moved, and what he was surprised was not the attainments of Sikong Haoran's formation, but the formation in front of him was a veritable emperor-level intermediate killing formation, but anyone who approached would be subjected to different degrees of killing, but he was only pale.

This is inseparable from Sikong Haoran's powerful soul power, of course, it is also related to the breath on his body, the moment the killing machine appears, he quickly retracts his soul power, otherwise it will not be as simple as being slightly shocked.

As soon as Chen Qi pointed out, a gap opened in the Great Array Enchantment, and the three of them entered it one after another, while Ye Ziying was drowned in the sea of colorful flowers.

A heavy aura rushed towards them, and what appeared in front of the three of them were nine sword tablets of different sizes, the smallest one was five feet high, and the largest was ten feet, and each sword tablet was engraved with the same word, "sword"!

Even from a distance of hundreds of zhang, Sikong Haoran could feel the different sword intents emanating from each sword tablet, its fierceness, its domineering, and its terror, making every muscle in his body moan uncontrollably.

A sword intent also poured out from his body, and his sword-like sharp eyes stared at the nine sword tablets, "The inheritance of the Sword Sect is really rich, and the sword intent contained in its sword words alone is enough to make anyone flock to it!"

There were some people sitting cross-legged under each sword tablet, Sikong Haoran saw seven familiar figures, and under the four tall sword tablets behind, there was a person sitting cross-legged on each of them, "Master, who are they?"

"Under the sixth, seventh, and eighth sword steles, respectively, are the personal disciples of the elders of the Taishang, Jian Ming, and Jian Zhen, and under the ninth sword stele, there is the successor of the sect master Jianchen, Jian Ke. Ye Chaoyang's eyes refracted the essence, and he slowly spoke: "The lowest strength of the four is the Sword Emperor Intermediate level, and the highest is the Sword Emperor Consummation, and they are all less than twenty years old. ”

The last sentence was like a bombshell thrown into Sikong Haoran's heart, and in an instant, the tide was surging.

At the age of less than twenty, he has already reached the realm of the Sword Emperor's consummation, what kind of peerless demon is this!

Sikong Haoran clearly knew that if he wanted to break through to the Sword Emperor, it was as difficult as climbing to the sky, and some cultivators would find it difficult to cross this barrier even in their lifetime, but they, at the age of less than twenty, had already reached the supreme realm of martial arts that ordinary people could not reach in their lifetime.

Moreover, their names are

What kind of concept is this, that is to say, the identity and status of these four people are all transcendent in the Sword Sect, and their seniority is even higher than that of the Five Peaks Peak Lord, which... It is the real pride of the inner door.

"Do you feel pressure, and I want to tell you so much because I want you to know that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. Ye Chaoyang turned his head and said solemnly: "Your talent is no worse than theirs, eagle fighter, soar in the sky." ”

The sword intent on Sikong Haoran's body became more and more fierce, and a sense of battle intent arose, and he leaned over towards Ye Chaoyang and said, "Thank you, master." ”

"Remember, there is no time limit for this enlightenment, but... You only get one chance. Chen Qi looked at the nine sword tablets in the distance, and then turned around with Ye Chaoyang, "Feel it with your heart." ”

The last word fell, and the figures of the two disappeared into the enchantment, Sikong Haoran looked at their distant figures, turned his head to look at the nine sword tablets hundreds of zhang away, took a deep breath, and walked towards the first sword tablet.

The closer to the sword monument, the more powerful the sword intent between heaven and earth became, Sikong Haoran stood four zhang away from the first sword monument, five meters to his left, a figure fell into a deep understanding, it was the outer gate champion Chen Zhan.

Without stopping, I continued to move forward, and ... Erzhang... Sanzhang...

Sikong Haoran stopped, looked at the sword tablet close at hand, looked at the big character that exuded a fierce sword intent, and every part of his body seemed to be like a needle prick.

After the second Purple Gold Qilin Essence Blood Forging of his body, coupled with his own sword intent, this pain was not enough to make him frown.

The soul power of the Pseudo-Heaven Realm slowly walked towards the first sword tablet, and in the next moment, a fist intent that was enough to shatter the sky and the earth came towards Sikong Haoran's soul consciousness, without any hesitation, the immortal golden body technique operated on its own, and the golden fist gang let out a deafening roar with the blast of the fist.

The soul consciousness was blasted out with a punch, and while his steps retreated again and again, a line of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the green silk behind his head danced wildly, and the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, on his trembling right fist, five clear blood marks were extremely eye-catching, and he suddenly clenched while letting go, "What a fierce fist intent!"

Sikong Haoran was full of pride, and his golden fist was endless, and he wanted to enter it again and fight against him again, but he finally suppressed the impulse in his heart.

Chen Qi's words are still in his ears, an opportunity, must be grasped well, although the fist intent in the first sword tablet only revealed the tip of the iceberg, but the shattering fist intent brought him an unprecedented shock, and the immortal golden body technique had a deeper understanding.

What happened just now did not have any impact on the Chen Zhan in the rear, and Sikong Haoran did not have any reluctance and walked towards the second sword monument.

And when it approached the distance of six zhang from the second sword monument, the word "sword" on it buzzed and trembled, and a killing intent to destroy the world suddenly appeared, without giving him any time to think, a sword light formed by endless killing intent burst out and strangled it. Sikong Haoran's current soul power is so vast, not to mention that he is fully prepared for every step, killing intent, his eyes shrank suddenly, and as his right hand stretched out in the air, a long sword appeared in his palm, and a killing word broke through the air in an instant.

"Boom!"

The sword light condensed by the killing intent pierced through the killing word, as if it was going to kill Sikong Haoran on the spot, but another killing word also followed, and then the two collided in the air, and then annihilated in the void.

The green shirt grinned, Sikong Haoran stayed in place, but his face was a little pale, and the sword intent around him couldn't stop him at the moment, and he crossed the familiar shadow in front of him, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, standing in front of the second sword monument.

His face was a little pale, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, but it didn't bring him any inconvenience, but the battle intent in his chest became stronger and stronger, and the soul power penetrated the sword tablet, and an arrogant figure held a simple long sword suspended in Sikong Haoran's soul sight.

This arrogant back did not turn around, but the sword in his hand buzzed fiercely, because it felt threatened, this fierce roar, it was timidity, fear, and even anger, it was also the emperor, and how could it be blasphemous, the sword broke through the void, and a sword pierced through the soul phantom of Sikong Haoran.

"Uh-huh... What a strange sword, why does it have such a strong killing intent on me?" Sikong Haoran felt bad moments, and immediately withdrew from the second sword monument, but it was still a little late, and his soul was slightly affected, but fortunately he walked quickly, otherwise the damage would be greater.

"Huh!" A soft groan sounded from between the lips and teeth of the figure under the seventh sword monument, and then he slowly opened his eyes and saw a slightly embarrassed figure, "Sword idiot, this kid is much more powerful than you!"

A joking sound sounded in the ears of the figure under the sixth sword stele, and he didn't need to open his eyes, he could also see the scene that had just happened, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he fell into consciousness again.

"It's not fun. Jian Ming's voice sounded again, and then the voice of the soul echoed in the ears of the figure under the eighth sword tablet: "This kid's soul fluctuation is in the same realm as you, his strength... It's on the verge of breaking through, but it's suppressing, and it seems that the future will not be too lonely. ”

"Be careful that he takes away your cheap name!" Jian Zhen's indifferent voice echoed in his heart, and then he closed his five senses and ignored it again.

"Cheap name? you..." Jian Ming was so angry that his eyebrows were curled, and he couldn't wait to give him a trick to fall from the sky, seeing that the two of them didn't pay attention to him anymore, and wanted to transmit the sound to the arrogant figure under the ninth sword tablet, this idea was immediately dispelled, he didn't want to touch his head, he turned his head to look at the slightly embarrassed figure in the distance, and an unknown glimmer bloomed in the depths of his eyes.

Sikong Haoran didn't know that his series of actions just now were seen by three or even four people, and one of them paid special attention to him.

Looking at the second sword monument in horror, the dissipating sword intent swept in like a tsunami, and the torrent of sword intent turned into a ferocious giant python, the sharp fangs, as if to tear Sikong Haoran to pieces.

The Wind Trace Cloud Shadow Body Method suddenly erupted, leaving two phantoms in the three zhang circles, but the real body was far away without a sound.

Looking at the phantom that was torn apart by the sword intent, Sikong Haoran's iris expanded rapidly, "What a terrifying sword intent! Why is the second sword monument like this?"

Just as Sikong Haoran was shocked by the strange scene that had just happened, an indifferent voice that seemed to come from Senhan Purgatory sounded in his soul ocean, "Go to the ninth sword stele!"

"Who? who is talking?" Sikong Haoran's pores all over his body stood upside down, and his whole body was tense to the extreme, since he broke through to the Pseudo-Heaven Realm Soul Realm, no one had ever been able to ignore his soul defense and enter the soul ocean in a grand manner.

After looking around, he didn't find any suspicions, and Sikong Haoran wondered if he had heard it wrong.

At this moment, a thought came from the Soul Refining Ding, "The bad guy on the other side." ”

"The bad guy on the other side? Mirage?"

Sikong Haoran was full of dead souls for a while, and after communicating with the Soul Refining Ding repeatedly, he finally determined the source of the voice, and was able to ignore his soul defense, and even let the soul not give birth to the slightest danger warning, except for the Soul Refining Ding, there was only the evil blade mirage that occupied half of the soul ocean, and muttered in his heart: "It... What the hell do you want to do?"

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