My magic weapons are all rule-based

Three wounds, three spins...

The dense spikes on the front half of the Broken Heart Sword were like saw teeth, ruthlessly destroying the flowers.

Then... a ring-shaped object that looked like a belly button fell off along with a piece of round cloth.

The attacker wailed, his breath was in chaos, and he was slapped on the steps by the power of the formation like slapping a fly.

The formation seemed to have become a juicer at this moment!

A continuous stream of blood arrows sizzled out from the bottom of the attacker...

"Ah!!! My eyes!!!"

The blood arrows were so powerful that they still spurted out three meters away even under the influence of the formation.

A certain unlucky monk in the back was burned in the eyes by the hot, sticky blood. While being crushed by the formation, he still covered his eyes and screamed.

Xu Shan passed by the attacker and saw that he was still wailing. He raised his foot and broke his neck with the power of the formation.

Then he wiped the sword with his corpse, bent down and took away the storage bag.

Looking at the thick blood trail behind the attacker's corpse, Xu Shan sighed in his heart.

I used to be very kind, and it was the society that forced me to this point. It's not my fault!

Xu Shan stood on the steps, looked back and said indifferently: "Don't play tricks with Master Xu, this is the end of daring to make a move."

The faces of the demon monks behind him turned pale with fear.

How could this person's methods be so cruel?

......

"Don't be a son! Don't be a son! How can this person's methods be so mean?!" Pei Xiong stared at the light curtain with his eyes wide open, muttering in his mouth.

Xu Shan's two moves were really too dirty, and he was disgusting enough!

The fireball technique was disgusting, and the sword was even more disgusting!

Looking at his sword moves, he attacked the most vulnerable part of the place steadily and accurately, which was obviously practiced for a long time.

But who in the world of cultivation would practice sword moves specifically to deal with that place?

This person is so bad, he is definitely not suitable to be accepted as a disciple!

The woman's expression was also very ugly, and she felt uncomfortable all over.

She had seen many bloody battles, but this part was seriously injured... Well, I really had never seen it.

From the style of swordsmanship, it can be seen that this person has a very despicable temperament. I don't know if he should be sent to the sect master.

Even if the sect master is not a good person... but he seems to be more decent than him.

Although I was disgusted, fortunately, I also saw the potential of Xu Xian.

He was able to act so quickly under strong pressure and dangerous reactions, which shows that he has a strong mind and great potential!

"Your Excellency, Xu Xian has amazing perseverance, and he is obviously hiding his shortcomings. I don't think we need to try again, right? The others can't hold on any longer." Pei Xiong reminded.

The woman nodded and said helplessly: "There is really no need to try again, let's restore the formation."

Pei Xiong flew away after hearing this.

.....

Sixtieth step, Xu Shan has climbed to the sixtieth step.

Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened, except that the pressure on his body doubled.

The fastest one in front had stopped at the 70th step and could not move. He probably had no more strength.

Xu Shan swallowed his saliva and cursed in his heart.

The trial of the Blood Killing Hall was really fucking abnormal. If he didn't have the spirit crystal soul, he would probably only be at the 65th step at most with his own strength.

The incense stick below had burned more than half, and only one-third was left.

It seemed that no one at the scene could make it through the second level.

How could this be?

Could it be that you need to comprehend special skills to pass this level... Then you should have said it in advance. What's the point of the Blood Killing Hall not recruiting one person?

Xu Shan walked up with difficulty, and suddenly he lost his balance and stumbled on the steps.

The pressure on his body dropped sharply!

Many people behind him felt the same way and accidentally fell on the steps.

Xu Shan's eyes were full of confusion.

The pressure was reduced... It felt like I was back to the 30th step!

At this moment, the first person in the Heavenly Stage also stood up and continued to climb up.

The people behind him reacted and began to move up at high speed.

Xu Shan saw the crowd moving together, and without thinking much, he quickened his pace.

At some point, Pei Xiong appeared at the first level of the Heavenly Stage.

He changed a longer incense stick without anyone noticing.

The elder beside him asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

Pei Xiong was quite helpless: "The formation is too strong, these people are almost useless, let them all go up to rest, and watch the actual battle later."

......

There is already a wide platform on the ladder.

A group of cultivators were panting and sitting everywhere without any image, holding spirit stones to restore their spiritual power.

Xu Shan mixed in with them, holding the spirit stone with a depressed look on his face to practice.

His spiritual power was not lost, the only discomfort was the pain of being pressed by the power of the formation.

However, compared with the sting of the poisonous tail scorpion, this pain was insignificant.

The third-level platform was also guarded by an elder. He did not urge them, waiting for everyone to recover.

After a medium-grade spirit stone was used up, Xu Shan opened his eyes, scanned the surroundings, and then looked into the distance.

There was a high platform a thousand meters away. If I guessed correctly, it should be the end of the third level. Reaching the high platform would be considered passing the level.

The number of people who had climbed the Heavenly Stage at the moment made him feel a little abnormal.

There were about 150 people left, just a few less.

The second level was set so difficult, and the screening effect was so poor...

Could it be that there was something wrong with the formation? This was the only explanation.

Two moments later, the elder on duty at the third level said, "You should have recovered from your breathing. The test of the third level will begin immediately."

After that, he pointed to the round platform with one hand: "The rules are very simple. You cannot fly in the air here. The first thirty people who reach the round platform can enter the Blood Killing Hall. Let's start now."

In a flash, the elder flew away from the crowd.

Some people were already preparing to grab the first place. As soon as the elder left, five people turned into arrows and ran towards the finish line.

Xu Shan was naturally unwilling to be outdone!

With so many people, he had no advantage in speed competition. It was the right way to grab a good position as soon as possible.

Falling behind might lead to chaos.

Just when Xu Shan was about to run, more than ten flying swords flew out at the same time, killing the five people who started first.

The speed of running was obviously not as fast as the flying swords. The five people who started first turned around to resist urgently.

Just as they turned around, hundreds of people behind them began to focus their fire on these people...

Various magic weapons and spells collided and exploded in the air, and the offensive was reduced by half before it arrived.

The five people in front were beaten into a mess by the attack, and they dodged everywhere.

Just at the beginning, the scene was in chaos, fighting and moving slowly forward.

The monks participating in the trial looked for opponents nearby to fight, and some had already formed a team in the Bone-Smashing Cave.

Two to one, three to one, and even five to one.

No one dared to run directly to the finish line anymore, as long as they showed their heads, they would become the target of concentrated fire.

Xu Shan was fighting one against two at the moment. The two men were swift and fierce, and their individual strength was no less than Gao Feng.

He was under a lot of pressure, but fortunately he still had the energy to take care of the movements behind him.

The fireballs and sword lights appeared, and his two opponents were also miserable.

A large number of fireballs exploded into smoke and dust all over the ground, covering all directions.

In the dust and fog, Xu Shan dodged the occasional dark sword, with a smile on his lips.

There was a clang.

At some point, a steel pipe fell into the crowd.

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