Nine steps, straight into the sky, seem to condense the ancient atmosphere, each staircase is engraved with mysterious and mysterious patterns. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At the top of the staircase there was a bridge that seemed to be there.

Under the bridge, the river roared, like a fierce tiger, and from time to time formed a huge wave that broke the sky, and this huge wave kept roaring, as if to express something, making people tremble.

Su Xuan looked at the scene in front of him stupidly, and said in a slight mutter: "Presumably this is the test of the water."

"This technique, domineering, condenses the thunder of heaven and earth, and leads it with a sword,"

With Su Xuan's scolding, a lightning guidance technique landed on the first staircase.

In an instant, on the top of the steps, the silver light kept flickering, and nine silver-armored soldiers appeared in front of Su Xuan, as soon as the silver-armored soldiers appeared, Su Xuan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and the temperature plummeted.

The nine silver-armored soldiers exuded a formidable cold aura, a cold glow flashed in silver armor, and each hand was equipped with a scimitar, looking at Su Xuan expressionlessly, and the momentum of the world made Su Xuan unable to raise the slightest idea of fighting.

The momentum on the silver-armored soldiers became stronger and stronger, and Su Xuan felt that he was just ants in front of them, struggling, and he couldn't escape death.

Su Xuan's will became weaker and weaker, and just when he was nervous in his heart, he suddenly heard Ling'er's somewhat cute and immature voice:

"Don't be discouraged, master, it's just a few silver-armored soldiers, master, you have the existence of a small world!"

Hearing Xiao Ling's voice, the great power of the ancestors kept coming to mind, and Su Xuan kept thinking in his heart:

"Yes, that's right, how many people in the world can have a small world? I, Su Xuan, am bound to become a peerless power, how can a little silver-armored soldier stop me?

Su Xuan's confidence couldn't help but be firm, and a powerful momentum erupted from his body, he drew his sword and swung it at one of the silver-armored soldiers with lightning speed, this style was different from the previous look, with Su Xuan's invincible belief.

The silver-armored soldier seemed to have been hit hard, and his figure couldn't help but blur, turning into a stream of water and rushing towards the river.

Su Xuan opened his mouth wide, stared at all this blankly, and stammered a little: "This, this silver-armored soldier is actually formed by the water of the big river, it is incredible." ”

Suddenly thinking that this was the test of water, Su Xuan's heart constantly flashed with a trace of realization.

After killing a silver-armored soldier, Su Xuan's momentum was even more victorious, exuding an endless murderous aura all over his body, and the stabbing sword was slashed out, and a silver-armored soldier turned into water again.

The remaining seven silver-armored soldiers couldn't help but be a little stunned, their brothers were killed two as soon as they came up, and they couldn't help roaring angrily, the cold air on their bodies became even more solemn, exuding a little blue light.

Su Xuan didn't care if they were angry or not. He is now in full swing of killing intent, his long hair is windless, like a killing god, constantly casting the lightning channeling technique.

"This technique, domineering, condenses the thunder of heaven and earth, and leads it with a sword. Su Xuan's voice kept coming.

The remaining seven silver-armored soldiers continued to turn into a stream of water and rushed towards the great river.

After killing the nine silver-armored soldiers of the first ladder, Su Xuan's belief in victory became even stronger, and he stepped directly into the second ladder.

As soon as he stepped into the second staircase, a strong pressure came towards Su Xuan, as if to force Su Xuan to kneel, Su Xuan took a few steps back before he could barely stabilize his figure.

Su Xuan hurriedly ran the nine exercises of qi and blood in his body, and used his qi and blood to nourish his body, so he felt that the pressure was a little less.

As soon as he stood firm, between the lightning and flint, there seemed to be countless silver rays dancing wildly, and eighteen ice blades appeared in front of Su Xuan, like life-killing blades.

In a hurry, Su Xuan met the enemy with a sword drawing technique, Su Xuan spat out blood with a puff, and was knocked down the second step.

Su Xuan clutched his chest, stood up with difficulty, and said in horror:

"I didn't expect this second step to be so difficult, it seems that except for the first step, the other steps have that strong pressure, I will heal first, improve, and then go to this second step. ”

After healing, Su Xuan recalled the return sword style, swinging sword style, and breaking sword style in the basic sword technique, although this sword technique is the foundation, it may not be the essence of Erer・・・・・・・

"The return sword style takes the meaning of the peak of the mountain peak, surprise, attack it unprepared, return to the sword, treacherous also. ”

"The swinging sword style majors in the sword of momentum, condenses its own momentum, converges it on the sword, sweeps all obstacles, swings the sword, and the potential is also. ”

"The meaning of breaking the sword-breaking cultivation is invincible, destroying everything, breaking the true meaning, and those who break the sword will be destroyed. ”

The leaves of the outside world are green and yellow, yellow and falling・・・・・・・

・・・・・・ place of the test of water, a young man kept wielding his sword, and from time to time there was a powerful roar of the young man:

"Returning the sword," swinging the sword, "Breaking the sword!"

If someone is here, they will definitely sigh that this young man's sword is already good, but I see that the sword momentum is constantly changing, sometimes there is the trend of summit road bricks, sometimes there is the trend of flattening everything, and sometimes there is the tendency of destroying everything.

A quarter of an hour later. Su Xuan stopped practicing the sword, on this day he finally practiced the remaining three styles of the basic sword technique, Su Xuan's confidence soared, he was eager to try, and let out an earth-shattering roar, and flew towards the second step.

A sword-breaking technique hit the steps fiercely, and the sword contained the power of destroying everything, and immediately killed half of the silver-armored soldiers.

Taking advantage of the fact that the other silver-armored soldiers were stunned, the sword blade turned, forming a peak of the path bricks, and the other nine silver-armored soldiers who resisted the pressure were killed.

Su Xuan's momentum was like a rainbow, like a killing god, and he rushed into the third step without fear,

The pressure of the third step was still there, Su Xuan frantically operated the method of nine exercises of qi and blood to resist the pressure, and the true qi of his whole body surged, swinging the sword style, and the intention of leveling everything condensed on the steps, only to see twenty-seven silver-armored soldiers, who seemed to have the intention of retreating.

Where will Su Xuan take care of them, if there is divine help, breaking the sword, returning the sword, swinging the sword three forms, and jointly casting, soon all the silver-armored soldiers on the third step will turn into a stream of water.

Su Xuan seemed to have fallen into a demon, tirelessly killing, exuding earth-shattering killing intent all over his body, feeling as if something was condensing in his heart.

At this time, somewhere in the main hall, the owner of the domineering voice couldn't help but wonder:

"Has this son begun to condense the heart of killing?, this heart of killing has not been condensed even by the deity, this son can be created!

On the fourth step, the fifth, and the sixth, ・・・・・・・ Suxuan passed all the way and came to the ninth step.

On the ninth step, eighty-one silver-armored soldiers looked at Su Xuan as if they were facing a great enemy. Su Xuan had long black hair, and there was no wind to automatic.

The roaring sound of the river became more intense, and Su Xuan snorted, like a fierce tiger pounced on food, and the swinging sword style unfolded,

Immediately, the nine silver-armored people turned into flowing water, and in Su Xuan's opinion, this silver-armored person was no longer worthy of being his opponent.

In a quarter of an hour, Su Xuan killed them all.

Su Xuan came to the bridge, the more he looked at the bridge, the more quaint he felt, and at this time, the big river erupted into huge waves, which seemed to drown Su Xuan.

The huge waves stopped, and a somewhat illusory gate appeared in Su Xuan's sight, seeing this gate, Su Xuan couldn't help but be happy, he knew that as long as he stepped through this gate, he could enter the land of fire test.

Just as Su Xuan took a step forward, a golden light left a scar on Su Xuan's face at an extremely fast speed, Su Xuan's heart trembled, blaming himself for being careless, this water test was actually so simple.

The seven gold-armored soldiers, holding swords, had a cold aura on their bodies, showing the momentum of the Big Dipper, looking at themselves with murderous intent.

Su Xuan also seemed to be angry, and the swinging sword style rolled up an invincible momentum, rushing towards the seven golden-armored people, Su Xuan had only one thought at the moment, that is, kill, kill, kill!

A golden-armored man pierced Su Xuan's shoulder, Su Xuan didn't care about his injuries, and with a sword-breaking style, this gold-armored man turned into a stream of water and ran towards the big river.

At this moment, Su Xuan seemed to be enchanted, regardless of his own life, he killed the remaining six gold-armored people with all his might, and the momentum of breaking everything came, and a gold-armored soldier turned into a stream of water.

Su Xuan didn't know how long he had been killed, he only felt that all the strength in his body had been exhausted, he felt that his eyelids had never been so heavy, and with a bang, Su Xuan's thin body fell.

At this time, looking at the bridge again, the golden armor soldiers no longer existed, leaving only Su Xuan alone.

The wind was blowing on the bridge, whirring, as if it was wailing for Su Xuan's fall.

Su Xuan only had killing in his mind, "Kill, kill, kill!"

The wind seemed to be stronger, but the waters of the great river seemed to stop roaring.

Su Xuan's dantian faintly had purple light emerging, and slowly the purple light in the dantian became brighter and brighter・・・・・・

Su Xuan's fingers moved, he slowly opened his eyes, he felt as if he had a dream, he felt like he was in a killing, Su Xuan knew that this time it was Xiao Ling who saved him・・・・・

After healing, looking at the looming gate, Su Xuan's eyes were full of essence, and he rushed into the gate with a bang・・・・・

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