Every time the sword is swung, Lin Yuan's swordsmanship carries the preservation of sword rhyme, which is formed by killing countless swordsmen, this is pure swordsmanship, which is a sublimation of swordsmanship.

"Seventy-ninth floor!"

... Lin Yuan didn't know anything about the outside world, and now he was facing more than one hundred and fifty powerful swordsmen, and he was under great pressure.

Lin Yuan was still the same as before, taking the lead in killing the strongest of them at the moment when so many powerful swordsmen appeared, but after that, the swordsmen who joined forces with countless swordsmen were very terrifying, and after a fierce battle, Lin Yuan was stunned and didn't even kill any of them.

The pressure on this layer is getting bigger and bigger, countless times stronger than the previous swordsman, Lin Yuan, and even felt the hardships of his body and the limit of his mind.

"I've reached my limit again, and it seems that I need to consolidate it. "Lin Yuan has just broken through another level of sword rhyme, and he hasn't grasped the sword rhyme yet.

Hundreds of sword lights were extremely powerful, seemingly uncertain, but in fact, they all locked on Lin Yuan, even if they used Lin Yuan's extreme sword rhyme, it was very difficult to dodge.

With a snort, Lin Yuan's green shirt was torn and shredded by a sword light, revealing his arm, while Lin Yuan continued to dodge, he also used the Qiankun Sword to resist again and again.

Maybe with Sword Five, you can kill several powerful swordsmen at once, but the consequence is that you can't even break through at all, and you are instantly shattered by countless sword qi.

Constantly circling, Lin Yuan's eyes were filled with endless sword light, each of which could kill him.

In the face of strong pressure, Lin Yuan once again entered an ethereal state, and all the qiē around him were clearly perceived by him.

The sword rhyme that has just broken through, in this one, is completely combined with Lin Yuan's swordsmanship, and the sword rhyme that he has comprehended completely shows his essence and interprets it vividly.

Lin Yuan held a sword light that fell, and the other sword pierced out from an incredible angle, piercing the heart of the swordsman in front of him and slashing him.

At the same time, Lin Yuan couldn't dodge, and was cut through the robe by a sword light, and his body would be cut off by just one slight.

Without half a point of surprise, Lin Yuan's face was as cold as water, and he continued to dodge and block, looking for the best opportunity to make a move.

Time passed little by little, and a quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye, but Lin Yuan had only killed dozens of powerful swordsmen, and there were still as many as half of them left.

Outside the Sword Tower, everyone who entered looked up and stared at the seventy-ninth floor of the Sword Tower, as if they had forgotten to breathe.

There is no doubt that Lin Yuan's ranking now is definitely the third place, and it is well deserved, and what the public wants to know more now is whether Lin Yuan can reach the seventy-ninth layer and reach eighty, then, he is the second.

Starting from the sword tower and the zài, so far, as long as it is the top three warriors, each of them can be famous for eternity. Because in the end, they are all powerful sages, at least they are all martial artists who have broken through the realm of the Dao Soul and suppressed the saves of one side.

Fiftieth.

Sweat oozed from Lin Yuan's forehead, and his eyes were solemn.

Seventy.

Most of the robes on Lin Yuan's body were shredded.

Eighty!

Lin Yuan's face turned slightly pale, and his breath began to be a little disordered.

According to the theory, the seventy-ninth layer only had two more swordsmen than the seventy-eighth layer, but at the beginning, Lin Yuan killed two, making the number of swordsmen the same as the seventy-eighth layer.

Moreover, the combat endowment of every swordsman was fixed, without the slightest improvement, but for some reason, Lin Yuan felt a great pressure, which could not be felt in the seventy-eighth and seventy-seventh layers, and it was several times that of the seventy-eighth layer.

Even now, there were more than eighty powerful swordsmen left, and they still brought tremendous pressure to Lin Yuan, surpassing the seventy-eighth layer.

This situation made Lin Yuan know very clearly that it was now his limit, the seventy-ninth layer, don't expect to pass guò, but he still has to challenge his limit and see how many powerful swordsmen he can kill.

In fact, each level in the later stage is very powerful for the warriors who challenge, no matter how much it increases, the colleagues they add will also become stronger in their combat experience, which cannot be compared with before.

What's more, the higher you go, the swordsman's swordsmanship also increases, as if a command is generated, and their cooperation becomes more and more tacit.

Ninety!

Lin Yuan's back was injured by a sword light, and a cut was made, and blood was dripping.

Ninety-fifth!

Lin Yuan's chest was crossed by two sword lights, the wound was bone-piercing, and blood spurted out.

The hundredth!

Lin Yuan's body was covered in blood, and there was one more wound on his body.

One hundred and five!

Lin Yuan's left leg was cut off, and the severe pain swept through his body, but he still managed to dodge with the will to pass.

One hundred and tenth!

Lin Yuan sat directly on the ground, and one after another sword shadows appeared, striking into the distance.

The one hundred and twentieth one!

A sword light was extremely powerful, slashing through Lin Yuan's waist, and Lin Yuan at this time had no chance to dodge at all.

The terrible pain made Lin Yuan's eyes blacken, and several sword lights slashed again, Lin Yuan knew that he was killed, and he couldn't dodge at all, and then, he would be killed by these sword lights.

Before you die, you should also pull a few more people to be buried.

The evil qi in his eyes exploded, and Lin Yuan slashed out faster with a sword, and the sword qi that was dozens of zhang long broke out of the air.

"Burial Days"

At the moment it was issued, Lin Yuan's extreme sword rhyme emanated, the Qiankun sword buzzed, and the entire space was instantly filled with purple-gold sword qi.

Around the sword tower, a void black hole appeared at this moment, and some swordsmen were directly shattered into nothingness.

The Qiankun Sword instantly shattered the incoming sword light, and then, slashed dozens of swordsmen who couldn't dodge in front of them.

In the next breath, when Lin Yuan's eyes became blurred, he only vaguely saw a dozen brilliant sword lights of different colors tearing through the ground, covering the ground, and that kind of momentum directly made Lin Yuan's body collapse.

There were nine people left, and at this moment, Lin Yuan saw the swordsman in the sword tower, there were only nine people left, and he only needed one blow to get through guò.

However, Lin Yuan is very clear. This is already his limit, and he no longer pushes it, and when he consolidates his realm, it is the time for him to break through the level.

The moment Lin Yuan's figure disappeared, Lin Yuan's name flashed in the outside world.

"Third place Lin Yuan, seventy-nine floors!"

Outside, Lin Yuan's figure appeared, dressed in a green shirt hunting in the air, looking at the sky in the distance.

"A miracle happened, the third place, surpassing the fifth and fourth!" Some martial artists finally saw the steady dìng of the ranking, and their eyes looked at the forest edge in the sky again.

"On the seventy-ninth floor, with pure swordsmanship, coupled with the preservation of sword rhyme, I can kill more than a hundred powerful swordsmen, which is already my limit now. Lin Yuan looked back at the sword tower in the limelight, his eyes became deep and distant, and he said secretly: "Even if you break through the sword tower a few more times now, this result will not change, at most, it will kill one or two more swordsmen, that's all." ”

There is a limit to everything, and no matter how strong the swordsman is in battle, there is also a limit, even if it is not the limit of Lin Yuan, it will not be able to fully exert due to the lack of basic strength.

Lin Yuan now knows very well that unless he completes this comprehension, there will be a leap in strength, and when the time comes, he will definitely be able to achieve better results if he breaks through the sword tower again, but now, Lin Yuan is very sure that his results are the best.

What he wants is not the level of the noun, but for his own help, he cares how many people care, what he needs is an increase in strength.

Now, now that his goal has been achieved, it is time to leave, ready to find a place to condense the sword rhyme, consolidate the accumulation, and then, in the shortest possible time, spend half a step in the realm of the Dao Soul and become a master of the Dao Soul.

Thinking like this, Lin Yuan couldn't help but feel a little excited, the Dao Soul Realm, this realm he had heard about earlier, now, he was only one step away from breaking through to the Dao Soul.