For more than two years, in the eyes of immortal cultivators, it was like a white horse passing through a gap, fleeting.

In the past two years, the number of newcomers entering the space on the twentieth floor of the Tower of Babel has obviously become more and more, and a large number of newcomers have poured into it almost every day, destroying the tranquility and serenity that originally belonged to the twentieth floor.

With the influx of these newcomers, in various places on the twentieth floor, you can see the fluctuations of the battle from time to time, the sword aura is piercing, the sword is splitting the ground, and there is a tragic battle everywhere.

After all, these newcomers are all geniuses from all over the Infinite World, and even the children of the family and the descendants of the Holy Land from the extraterrestrial starry sky, all of them are arrogant and arrogant, thinking that their peers are invincible, and they will never give in easily.

Under the collision of strong and strong, it is natural that you will fight to the death immediately.

Especially these young and vigorous rookie geniuses, who have just come to the cruel Tower of Babel from the stars of their families and sects, have not yet gotten used to the iron-blooded law of the jungle, let alone the countless geniuses with their eyes.

Many people still think that they are invincible in their peers, the strongest of the younger generation, they are unscrupulous in what they say and do, and they often take a look at each other, and a battle of life and death breaks out, and they fight fiercely.

However, for those old people who have lived in the twentieth floor space for a long time, this kind of thing has long been accustomed to it.

Every thousand years, a new batch of geniuses will appear, and they will all disrupt the twentieth layer of space for a while.

This kind of riot, as long as you wait for the mysterious tomb to open, will gradually subside.

After all, these rookie geniuses, every day someone dies in battle, and before the ancient tomb is opened, a large number of people will be lost.

When the ancient tomb was really opened, a large number of new people poured into it, and a large number of them fell like straw in the wind.

When there are many dead people, it will naturally be quiet.

In the middle of the mountains, two newcomer geniuses with extraordinary aura stood on the top of the mountain, dozens of miles away, looking at each other from afar.

"Zhao Yunlong, you apologize to me now, kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, it's not too late, it's still too late. Don't wait for me to make a move in person, when the time comes, the sword has no eyes and I accidentally kill you, then it's too late, and it's too late to regret it. ”

The young man on one side is the descendant of a 10,000-year-old ancient school, the famous peerless genius Liang Yu.

He held the hilt of his sword in both hands, and his face was as sharp as an axe, cold and resolute, and he spat out words of extreme arrogance.

"Hahaha......"

Zhao Yunlong, on the other side, immediately looked up to the sky and laughed, he pointed at Liang Yu with his sword, and said with a sneer: "The Imperial Sword Villa and the Sword Casting Villa are both one of the Seven Residences of the Eastern Green Dragon, and the Sword Sect of Kang Xing. You're a peerless genius, and so am I. Do you think you can really be much better than me?"

"Stupid, you're so stupid. Before entering the Tower of Babel, in fact, my realm had already reached the late stage of the Yuan Infant, and I was only a line away from being able to cast the Natal Yuan God and become a giant in the world of cultivating immortals. ”

Liang Yu stood on the top of the mountain with his sword in hand, surrounded by a fierce wind, blowing like a knife. However, the clothes on his body were as if they were cast from steel, and they did not move at all, not even the slightest corner of his clothes fluttered.

"It's been more than two years since I entered the Tower of Babel, and it's going to be three years soon. You will never understand how many life-and-death battles I have experienced during this time, and how many flesh and blood essences of the strong have been devoured. ”

"Today's Liang Yu is no longer a peerless genius of the Imperial Sword Villa. Today, with a single sword, I can kill the previous me thousands of times, and it is effortless. ”

Liang Yu said in a deep voice, and in his tone, there was a kind of vicissitudes and solemnity that saw through the past of Hongchen.

"What you say is powerful, since you are so confident, then fight with me! I want to see, the swordsmanship of the Royal Sword Villa, and the swordsmanship of my Sword Forging Villa, who is higher and who is lower, who is strong and who is weak?"

Zhao Yunlong said in a cold voice.

This heir of the Sword Casting Villa, raised his hand and slashed out with a shocking sword, a length of hundreds of miles, cutting the sky and the earth, and the power was shocking.

"The light of rice grains, dare to compete with the bright moon?"

Liang Yu suddenly drew his sword and came out.

The Xuantie heavy sword was like an angry dragon coming out of the abyss, rubbing violently against the scabbard, sparks shot out, and the sound of metal friction made people's scalps tingle and frightened.

As the dark iron heavy sword came out of its sheath, a pitch-black sword became more and more solemn, and the black light was as strong as fire, and all of a sudden, it rose to the sky and slashed towards Zhao Yunlong, who was dozens of miles away.

The two great sword path geniuses each sent out their strongest blow, and within a radius of a hundred miles, there was a surge of wind and clouds, and the sky and the earth changed color. Countless demon beasts felt the oppression of these two terrifying momentums, and they all knelt on the ground in fear, trembling incessantly.

At this moment, in the midst of an inconspicuous mountain peak, a rocky explosion suddenly exploded, and a man in gray and white clothes slowly stood up, just in the center of two earth-shattering sword blasts.

In the face of the life-and-death struggle of the two great kendo geniuses, not only did he not dodge, nor did he panic, but raised his palm and waved it lightly, as if to drive away annoying flies, revealing an obvious impatience.

Crash!

Crash!

Before the two terrifying swords that slashed the sky and the earth could violently collide together, they suddenly collapsed and disappeared as if they had never appeared.

Silent!

Dead!

For a moment, the whole world fell silent, as if time had suddenly been suspended, and it was frighteningly quiet.

Zhao Yunlong's eyes widened, his eyes were extremely stunned, as if he suspected that he was dreaming, and couldn't help but squeeze the flesh on his face.

And Liang Yu, who claimed to have stepped into the realm of the Yuan Shen Period, was even more shocked to the extreme.

He knew best how terrifying the sword was just now. That was his full blow as a giant in the early stage of the Yuan Shen Dynasty, which was enough to destroy all the enemies under the Yuan Shen Period.

Even Zhao Yunlong, who was standing in front of him, this peerless genius who was once his fateful enemy, as long as he had not stepped into the realm of the Yuan Shen Stage, he would definitely die, and there would be no chance at all.

However, it was such a shocking sword, a sword that had exhausted all his strength, and it actually disappeared out of thin air, and with a light wave of the mysterious man's hand, it actually disappeared so inexplicably?

Liang Yu couldn't understand it, and he couldn't believe the facts that were happening in front of him.

The scene just now was far beyond the limits of what he could understand, and it was simply incredible.

(End of chapter)