I don't know how long it took, Xiao Ling finally reached the top of Sword Mountain, and he also had a deeper understanding of the fierce meaning in these sword qi.

Not only that, Xiao Ling felt that the biggest gain of this mountaineering trip was not to experience the meaning of fierceness, but to temper his perseverance to a height that ordinary people could not reach. And great perseverance is the most needed trait on the path of slow cultivation.

The moment he stepped on the top of the mountain, the scars on Xiao Ling's body and his mental exhaustion disappeared. Looking up, there are only three swords inserted diagonally on the entire mountaintop, and the colors of the swords are purple, blue, and blue. These three swords are located on the top of the Sword Mountain like the emperor of the sword, looking down on the ten thousand swords in the world.

"You're nice, young man. The mysterious voice from before sounded again, and there was a hint of appreciation in the voice, "Next, use the sword intent you experience to defeat the three swords in front of you!"

The words fell, and the heavens and the earth fell into calm again.

As if in response to the words spoken to the mysterious being, the body of the purple sword trembled slightly, and suddenly let out a sword roar, and the entire sword rose to the ground and leaped into the air.

Just as the purple sword leaped into the air, all the swords on the entire sword mountain, except for the two swords on the top of the mountain, emitted a sword sound, as if to greet their king.

The purple sword swirled in the air for three consecutive weeks, emitting a high-pitched sword roar, as if in response to its subjects. The high-pitched sword roar just sounded, and the ten thousand swords on the sword mountain suddenly stopped the sword roar, and there was silence.

Immediately, the purple divine sword swinged, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Xiao Ling. There was not the slightest sword qi generated, but there was a Ling Ran sword intent that erupted from the tip of the sword, approaching Xiao Ling!

As soon as Ling Ran's sword intent came out, all of a sudden ten thousand swords bent the tips of their swords slightly, as if they were bowing their heads to this purple sword, and their surrender was fully revealed.

Facing the incomparable Ling Ran sword intent of the purple sword, Xiao Ling was not surprised and rejoiced, and his eyes were full of fighting intent: "It's a good time! I want to test the results of my comprehension!"

A low shout shows the unyielding heart of the young man;

His eyes were sharp, and he looked ahead;

The sword finger is condensed, like a sharp sword out of the sheath!

Xiao Ling's whole person seemed to be incarnated into a sword, and an unyielding sword intent was born invisibly, like an artifact that opened the sky, pointing straight at the sky!

The confrontation of sword intent does not lie in the level of cultivation, nor in whether there is the help of external objects;

In the process of confrontation, there are no dazzling and gorgeous moves, and there is no shocking change in the surrounding environment;

Yes, it's just the simplest and most direct competition.

Whoever has more unyielding sword intent and more Ling Ran will be the winner!

- This is the most fundamental characteristic of the 'sword', the sword intent is Ling Ran!

The clash of sword intent has no substance, but is invisible. But the impact is more far-reaching than the actual confrontation.

Once, just one confrontation, Xiao Ling's sword intent shattered the sword intent emanating from the purple sword with a devastating force.

The purple sword was impacted by Xiao Ling's powerful sword intent, and it immediately fell from the air to the ground.

At this moment, ten thousand swords wailed, as if mourning their failed king.

The sword body trembled, the sword roared again, and the sword intent regenerated!

Although the purple sword was defeated by Xiao Ling as soon as it was fought, it was unwilling to fall silent.

Ling Ran's sword intent was born again as if it had been broken, and ten thousand swords cheered suddenly.

"If you try again, you still can't escape the fate of failure!" The voice full of arrogance, pride, and unyielding sounded again, and Xiao Ling once again sacrificed his sword intent.

The second time they clashed, but the result was the same.

The purple sword failed repeatedly, and it seemed that it felt shameless to gain a foothold on the top of the sword mountain again, and went to the mountainside position with a gust of wind.

"Who's next?" After defeating the purple sword, Xiao Ling's sword intent was equivalent to being verified, and he was full of spirit at the moment, and his eyes carrying boundless sword intent did not stop scanning the remaining blue and blue swords.

"Buzz~!"

The sound of the sword roared, and the cyan sword burst out from the ground, like a Nine Heavens Raging Dragon, carrying the sword intent of the furious Ling Ran towards Xiao Ling.

"Swordsman, unyielding, Ling Ran's weapon, your sword intent is mixed with a violent foreign object, I don't know if it is because of the defeat of your companions that caused you to be like this, but your sword intent has been flawed, and you will definitely be defeated!"

No surprise, how could the already flawed sword intent be Xiao Ling's opponent?

The cyan sword brought a series of dull sword sounds, as if to vent defeat, and gradually calmed down after a while.

"Have you recovered your original heart? Have you got rid of your flaws? In this way, you are worthy of competing with me for sword intent!" With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Xiao Ling took the lead with a desire for battle intent and a yearning for sword intent.

Although Ling Ran's sword intent was intangible, it was like a quality, carrying Ling Ran's earth-shattering power towards the cyan sword.

How could the cyan sword, which had calmed down and recovered its true heart, be restrained and let Xiao Ling easily defeat?

The sword body trembled, and the sword intent was overflowing!

The two almost comparable Ling Ran sword intent collided and clashed, although it did not cause even the slightest change in the surrounding environment, but it invisibly brewed a shocking sword intent vortex.

After a stalemate for a long time, Xiao Ling finally came out on top, the cyan sword was defeated, but it didn't mean too much defeat, and it didn't fly away from the top of the mountain like the purple sword, and turned to the mountainside.

Although Xiao Ling won, it was not easy to win. Although the sword intent competition did not involve cultivation, it was extremely depleting of people's spirits, and Xiao Ling was inevitably tired at this time.

Although the current state is very unfavorable for the next sword intent competition, Xiao Ling is very happy, and the repeated sword intent competitions have made Xiao Ling's understanding of sword intent one step deeper.

"Next, is that you?!" Xiao Ling's sword pointed at Ningguang, pointing directly at the blue sword that had been calm and motionless, silent as a mountain.

I don't know if I was dissatisfied with being so provoked by Xiao Ling, the blue sword body trembled slightly, and the sword body slowly pulled out from the ground, and the sky blue sword body was as bright and magnificent as a gem. The momentum of the blue sword was like a rainbow, and as soon as it appeared, it caused a wave of shaking and shaking, and ten thousand swords trembled and cheered, even the purple and blue swords were no exception.

If the two swords of purple and blue are the kings of the sword, then this blue sword is the emperor of the sword, commanding ten thousand swords, extremely sharp, and unmatched.

When the entire body of the blue sword was pulled out of the ground, Xiao Ling felt an unprecedented pressure rushing over his face, as if he was about to crush himself.

Gritting his teeth, although Xiao Ling's legs trembled under this huge pressure, his waist was straight, his head was also raised high, and his eyes were staring at the blue sword without fear.

For a long time, the blue sword still did not attack Xiao Ling with sword intent, but kept putting pressure on Xiao Ling with its own might.

Xiao Ling saw that the other party had not attacked him with sword intent, and he felt very strange, because the purple and blue swords had taken the initiative to attack him before.