Legend of the Swordking Chapter 709: The last person

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"Om——"

Ripples appeared in the sky, and the figure of the spirited old man appeared, but with puzzlement and surprise in his eyes, he said: "Seventeen years... you are in this uninhabited field. Been there for 17 years?"

"I...I didn't pass the level?" My heart trembled, full of panic, wouldn't those ancient enchanting heroes really be so perverted? Could it be that everyone has been suffering from this kind of loneliness for more than 20 years?

The old man of Qi Ling looked at me with a perverted gaze, and said: "A year in seven days is a pass. The most tenacious monk since ancient times only persisted for three and nine months. , You actually... Seventeen years, really don’t know what your inner world thinks?"

"What, it will pass in one year..."

I scratched my fluffy hair, two lines of tears fell: "I have been suffering for seventeen years, why...why did God treat me like this...why..."

The old man of Qi Ling laughed: "It’s okay. In 17 years, only 17 breaths have passed from the outside world, but for you, it’s more than 17 years of spiritual training. Yan is also a great opportunity. Now you still have more than an hour to go to the Eighth Heaven and the Nine Heavens. Will you go to the Eighth Heaven of Kendo now?"

I wiped my tears and nodded: "Okay..."

……

With a scream, the surrounding barren wilderness disappeared, and replaced by a mountain of swords. The entire mountain is made up of ancient swords. An ancient sword with a handle has long been barren, withered, and rusty connected together. , Forming a mountain of at least five kilometers, it is a veritable sword mountain, and the old man and I are at the foot of the sword mountain.

"The Eight Heavens of Kendo, named Dengjianshan."

The old man of Qi Ling stroked his white beard and said with a smile: "What you have to do is very simple. Ascend to the top of the sword mountain is a pass, but be careful, the will of the ancient swordsmen is hidden in the sword mountain. Although the will will not kill you, it will challenge you. Only if you defeat them can you continue climbing. You will have thousands of opponents during this trip. Hurry up."

He looked at me and added: "Also, the will of these swordsmen is just a spiritual force. You evolve the inner world to fight them instantly, without any hands, but... these five kilometers High mountains need to be climbed with their own bodies. This heavy sky will be the biggest test for you. For you, it is more difficult than the ninth heaven of kendo."

I took a deep breath, didn’t speak anything, and started climbing with the fairy bone sword. I even took a spiritual fruit before climbing to gain more stamina. My current physique is worse than that of ordinary people. Not much stronger, even slightly inferior, only with the power of the spirit fruit can it be possible to set foot on the mountain in more than an hour.

Suddenly I wanted to laugh. At this time, I was really like a weak scholar with a super developed brain but simple limbs.

The mountain of sword is rugged, and an ancient sword with a handle is rusted together to form a mountain path. When I staggered to a height of 100 meters, a sword in front of me was suddenly pulled out of the mountain Shadow held in his hand, and the small world around him began to evolve. Suddenly, he and I entered an illusory world and started a decisive battle.

"Shoo--"

The iron sword came through the air, and the sizzling wind continued.

The kendo level of this sword is at least the pinnacle of the sword follow the heart, but the level is still too low.

After just one look, he and the sword flew out together. The two great kendo realms were far apart, and they couldn't be compared at all.

Continue climbing.

Climbed another hundred meters, panting, sitting on the mountain path to rest, the whole body was exhausted and sweating profusely, a little bit dumbfounded, my body has become my own burden, originally with a sword heart The level of the realm is enough to sweep the powerhouse of this sword mountain, but because of the poison of the Nine Nether, I have to pant and climb the mountain, one by one to visit the will of the ancient swordsmen.

When I climbed to a height of 2,000 meters, I don’t know how long it has been. When I moved my mind, I still defeated it with a sword move that broke the will of the ancient swordsman, but I was soaked and panting with my tongue. They are almost reaching out.

"There is still more than half an hour, and time is running out." The body of the old man with Qi Ling reminded me: "Perhaps, this heavy test is too difficult for you."

I wanted to cry without tears, and stood up again with the fairy bone sword, and said: "I will climb to the top of the mountain, please rest assured, senior!"

"Then...work hard!" His expression was also rather helpless.

……

Continuing the hard climbing, rolling down dozens of times on rugged mountain roads, falling all over my body with sword marks and wounds, but I put on some ointment and set off again. When I climbed to a height of 4,000 meters, I was tired. I was about to collapse, and an ancient swordsman's will emerged, and it seemed to look at me with a little disgust: "Huh, it turned out to be a waste mountain climbing, it is really vulnerable."

With a movement of my mind, the fairy bone sword wrapped in the six-epee sword gang directly cut his head into the air, and snorted coldly: "Huh, it's vulnerable!"

The old man of Qi Ling reappeared: "There is only time for two sticks of incense, you still need to leave ten breaths time for the ninth heaven, so hurry up, otherwise you may miss the last time of the Longmen Period , And missed the Yuelong Pond."

"Good!"

With the fairy bone sword, I climbed again on the sword mountain. When I reached the five-kilometer summit, a sword flew the will of the ancient swordsman on the mountain. He only had the level of the sword heart in the early stage of lucidity. Contend, but it is conceivable that if another master of swordsmanship from the lower realm is replaced, facing the rare strong swordsman in the early days, I am afraid that there will be a fierce battle, and even most people will be defeated.

"Sure..."

I stared into the air with anger, and said: "Senior Qi Ling, take me to the Nine Heavens of Kendo, time is running out!"

"Good."

Suddenly shaking around the top of the mountain, the bottom of the ground rises, and directly enters the last heaven of the Nine Heavens of Kendo, the sky becomes blue, the surrounding scenery is not generally beautiful, and you can even vaguely see your own depths. In a huge spiritual pool, there are densely packed figures outside the spiritual pool, with a surging aura. Many of them have reached a terrifying state. There is already the upper realm, and those people are from the upper realm. Select the court of outstanding people in the lower realm in the Yuelong Pond.

Will anyone pick me?

Who knows!

"The ninth level of kendo."

The old man of Qi Ling said in a deep voice: "The test is very simple. You will choose one of the cultivators who entered the ninth heaven at the same time as your opponent. If you defeat him, you can walk out of the Dragon Pond and enter the upper realm. Now, there is still time for a hundred breaths. Are you ready? If you are ready, I will soon bring your opponent over."

"Okay!"

The whole body is suddenly full of human power. This is given by the rules of the Nine Heavens of Swordsmanship. In fact, it is not a real duel. It is a battle between two people with bodies evolved from the artistic conception of Swordsmanship.

……

"Huh!"

A figure flies in front of him, a middle-aged man holding a broadsword. It seems that he is only in the early stage of the human king realm. No wonder, he is the last group of people who passed the level like me, and his strength belongs to this carp. The bottom group of people in Yuelongmen are definitely not much stronger.

"It turned out to be your crooked kid."

He snorted coldly: "I can defeat you with a single sword. You'd better admit defeat by yourself!"

I couldn't help laughing and saying: "There is still a hundred breaths of time, I can go to the upper bound if I defeat you!"

"Look for a fight!"

He suddenly changed his figure, and his speed was very fast. The blood of the king was surging, and he directly displayed the king of king skill, a kind of person king power that strengthens the power of the sword. The long sword hissed and turned into The speed of a streamer is surprisingly fast, but...in my territory, this speed is still not enough.

The body moved with the wind, and he easily avoided the blow. At the same time, he saw through his kendo realm, and asked the high-level Kenshinda. It can be regarded as a kendo master in the lower realm, but in the upper realm it is just that one. What's going on, can only be regarded as a master, but not a genius.

The fairy bone sword shook and pierced his face door. The sword blade separated the air on both sides, like a drop of water falling into the mortal dust. At the same time, the six swords trembled and were hidden in the war sword. Human Wang Li, this feeling is simply great. I also know that once I walk out of the Nine Heavens of Swordsmanship, my human Wang Li will disappear again, so I cherish this feeling of having a powerful force!

"Jianxin is bright?"

The middle-aged strong man was taken aback, and hurriedly backed away, with a dejected expression: "I am defeated."

"Yes, you lost." I nodded and smiled.

He looked at me puzzledly: "My friend, your sword-hearted talent is enough to be among the first people who walked out of the Nine Heavens of Kendo, but why did you come so late?"

"It took me too much time on Sword Mountain."

"Oh?"

Although he is puzzled, he still clasped his fists and said: "I'm convinced that I lose, and I will challenge the Yuelong Pond ten years later. Goodbye."

"See you again."

His figure quickly dissipated, and the spirit old man said: "Well, you have passed the test of the Nine Heavens of Swordsmanship and you can go to the upper realm. I will send you out of the Dragon Pond."

"Thank you, senior."

"You are welcome." He took a deep look at me and said: "Remember, don't humiliate my reputation of spiritual cultivation in the upper realm. The strong will win, and I will find strength soon. I look forward to it. What was your name on the day you became famous in the upper world?"

I thought about it for a while, instead of using my real name, I just wrote lightly: "My name is nothing."

"Good."

The old man of Qi Ling raised his hand and wrote the word "Bai Zhan" in the air. Then he pointed, and there was a road leading out of the Yuelong Pond. There was only less than twenty breaths left before the Yuelong Pond was sealed again. No, I didn’t say much, and rushed towards the path in the blue wave, but the person in my body, Wang Li, quickly disappeared. The moment I stepped out of the blue wave, I returned to a sickly appearance, and the fairy bone sword closed. When he got up, he walked out of the Yuelong Pond with blood stains and stood in the middle of the water.

Obviously, I am the last man from the lower realm to walk out of the Dragon Pond.

……

Around the Yuelong Pond, there are people from various gates. Many people are leaving, and some people are looking at me, and their faces are full of disappointment.

"It turned out to be a sick seedling, and the last person to walk out of Yuelong Pond was disappointing."

"Hmph, it's actually called Bai Zhan, why isn't it called Bai Zhanji?"

"The monks of the lower realms are the monks of the lower realms, and you cannot have too much expectations."

"This white cut, most of the time, no powerful sect will want it."