Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1867: Beyond

On the fourth floor of Fengjian Tower, five phantom shadows stand proudly, with shocking sword intent and awe-inspiring murderous aura.

Ling Xian's expression became solemn, not daring to be careless.

Although the phantom is not savvy, with his fighting experience, he can completely defeat them one by one, but there is a premise.

He can survive a thousand moves under the siege of five phantoms.

Hold on, he may break it, if he can't hold on, he can only be blasted out of Fengjian Tower.

Therefore, Ling Xian condensed a wind sword in both hands and fought against the five phantoms in a defensive posture.

Swipe it!

The sword intent is vertical and horizontal, and the edge is exposed. The five phantoms form an airtight attack net, which is as fierce as a rainstorm and can open the sky.

This put Ling Xian into a bitter battle. Although he could resist with the double swords, the sharpness of the sword intent still left scars on him.

The clothes were torn and blood was gushing out. It was only a moment before he looked a little embarrassed, but it was just some skin trauma, which was not a major problem.

"Quickly, after a few hundred tricks, you can see the flaws."

Ling Xian's eyes narrowed, his swords were on the defensive, resisting the storm-like attack.

The time passed bit by bit, and half an hour later, his body was bruised and his clothes were dyed red.

However, the results were gratifying. After fighting the phantom with more than a thousand moves, he finally saw the flaw.

"It's my turn."

The corners of the mouth are raised, Ling Xian's double swords are together, and the sword intent of the wind is fully exploded!

Boom!

The sword intent is vertical and horizontal, splitting the ground and opening the sky. Although the five phantoms have not been shaken apart, they are almost disintegrated.

In the next instant, Lingxian appeared ghostly behind the two phantoms, pierced out with two swords, and shattered them.

Immediately afterwards, the double swords turned into an invisible wind, covering the remaining three phantoms.

Swipe it!

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, the sharp edge is exposed, the three phantoms have no resistance, and they completely dissipate.

"It's finally over..."

Ling Xian let out a long suffocating breath and relaxed.

The fourth layer is really difficult, or in other words, every layer before it is not easy.

Although the phantom is not sane, it is not a simple matter to find the flaws, you have to survive hundreds of tricks.

In the case of few enemies, how many people can stick to a hundred moves, or even thousands of moves?

"It's no wonder that even Sword Twelve and other Tianjiao have stopped at the fourth level. It's really not easy." Ling Xian sighed, and then smiled.

He got through the fourth floor. Doesn't that mean that he surpassed Sword Twelve?

"At this point, try to pass the fifth floor and get the seal stone."

Looking at the stairs leading to the fifth floor, there was a glimmer of expectation in Ling Xian's eyes, but he didn't have much hope.

The old man has already said that the opponent on the fifth floor of Fengjian Tower is himself, which means that he can only win if he surpasses himself.

If he could use all his strength, Ling Xian would have some confidence, but he could only use the sword intent of the wind, he was not sure.

"Let's go, go and take a look."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, took the best quenched sword stone into his bag, and then stepped up to the fifth floor.

Suddenly, a divine light enveloped him, and then, a figure indistinguishable from him appeared, with an immortal and otherworldly temperament.

"Sure enough, it's me..."

Ling Xianxing squinted his eyes, the Condensing Wind Sword in his right hand, and the virtual shadow made the same action.

"I am the most difficult to surpass. Even if I persist in undefeated, I cannot win."

"Only when a breakthrough is made in an instant, can it be suppressed."

Ling Xian slowly shook his head, knowing that he couldn't win, so he didn't take any action, and left the Fengjian Tower.

...

When the fourth floor of Fengjian Tower lit up, everyone present was shocked. After that, they focused on the fifth floor.

Sword Twelve is no exception.

If the fifth floor lights up, it means that Ling Xian has surpassed him. Therefore, he is rarely nervous and does not want the fifth floor of Fengjian Tower to light up.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed.

Bright rays of light bloom from the fifth floor, which means that Lingxian passes through the fourth floor and surpasses the sword twelve!

This shocked everyone present and stunned.

The same is true of the Twelve Swords.

He used to sit cross-legged, but now he stands up ‘teng’, his face is full of shock.

"You actually got through the fourth floor, it's too powerful."

"Unbelievable, you know, even the Twelve Swords stop at the fourth level, he is the strongest descendant of the Jianzong generation!"

"What is the origin of this person? You know, many kendo people who have been famous for a long time can't pass the fourth level. He actually did it. This is too strong."

Everyone exclaimed, shaking.

It is amazing to get through the fourth layer, and it is even more shocking when it is set off by the twelve swords.

"Unexpectedly, I got through the fourth floor..."

Sword Twelve clasped both hands tightly, unwilling, but also bitter.

He knew that he had become a foil, making Ling Xian even stronger and more stunning!

"Unexpectedly, the shameful person would be Sword Twelve..."

An old man sighed and silenced everyone.

Although Ling Xian and Jian Twelve are not hostile, they have not even said a word, but it is a coincidence that they are in front of each other, and everyone will inevitably compare them.

Therefore, when Lingxian entered the Fengjian Pagoda, everyone said he was unwise, thinking that he would bring out the power of Sword Twelve.

It’s just that no one thought that the final result would be Sword Twelve as a foil!

At this moment, a ray of light flashed, and after dissipating, Ling Xian's figure was revealed.

His clothes are torn, covered in blood, and he looks quite embarrassed.

But in the eyes of everyone, this is not a manifestation of embarrassment, but a symbol of strength!

Because, not only did he get through the fourth floor, he also surpassed the twelfth sword!

Therefore, everyone showed respect, just like facing a kendo master with awe from the heart.

"It's a pity, I failed to pass the fifth floor to get the Fengjian Stone."

Ling Xianmu showed regret, but after another thought, he was relieved.

The fifth floor of Fengjian Tower is too difficult. When the opponent is oneself, even the amazing old man of Nine Swords may not be able to win.

What's more, he has gained enough, four top-quality hardened sword stones, enough to increase the power of Wendao sword by 30%!

"Four top-quality hardened sword stones, with a total value of more than 100 million, but I paid only 1 million spiritual stones, which is a bargain."

Ling Xian smiled with satisfaction, then took a big step, and then entered Fengjian Tower.

This made everyone stunned, and after that, they looked a little weird.

"The son is so capable, he can actually get through the fourth floor, I admire him."

The old man sighed, showing a bit of distress.

"Excessive reputation."

Ling Xian smiled slightly~IndoMTL.com~ and then threw a million spirit stones, and said: "Get out of the way, I want to enter the Fengjian Tower again."

"Young Master, there are regulations in Fengjian Tower. Those who have broken through the first floor will not be allowed to enter again in March." The old man laughed and laughed, guessing Lingxian's plan.

"Then how long will it take me to enter the fourth floor?" Ling Xianjian frowned.

"Three years." The old man smiled like an old fox.

"The profiteers and profiteers are right."

Ling Xian glanced at the old man lightly, and knew that Fengjian Tower would not give away the quenching stone for free.

"Hey, I'm complimenting me when I'm a son." The old man smiled.

"Wait, I will come again in three years. At that time, I will seal the sword stone."

With a faint smile, Ling Xian turned around and got out of the tower. After that, he saw a sword.

A sword with no killing intent, but a peerless edge.