Soul Emperor Martial God

"Go ahead dozens of miles?"

Xiao Yi frowned.

The end of this second floor is endless, far away.

With the strength of these two people, they can actually go for dozens of miles?

Table Wanzong, needless to say, has already awakened a second martial spirit, and has eight levels of cultivation in the Saint Emperor Realm.

He is the number one arrogant of the Qi Sect, and he is so strong that he needs no more to say.

It can also condense Qi sword power.

If the strength of this person is placed in other areas outside, he is afraid that the peak power of the Holy Emperor may not be his opponent.

Junior Brother Zifeng is stronger.

As the young master of the Lin family, Lin Zifeng had no difficulty in the second awakening of Wuhun.

The martial arts sacred pill, the traction of family powerhouses, a large number of cultivation items, etc., are not a problem at all.

Lin Zifeng at this time was the nine-fold cultivation base of the Holy Emperor Realm.

Counting the increase in soul sword power, the true strength definitely reached the level of martial arts power.

With the two of them working together, there is no way to deal with this array of ten thousand swords?

"Is the strength out?" Xiao Yi asked, looking at Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng nodded, then shook his head, "There are still a few tricks yet to come."

"Are you sure?" Xiao Yi asked.

Lin Zifeng scratched his head, "There is still a certainty, although it is not completely certain."

"Do you need me to help you?" Xiao Yi smiled lightly.

"Help? What kind of help?" Zhuo Wanzong said first, "My son will speak first. I am not interested in joining hands with you."

Xiao Yi glanced at Table Wanzong, disdainfully said, "I am not interested, nor have I asked you."

Xiao Yi looked at Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng shook his head, "Although I know Senior Brother Xiao Yi is very capable."

"But this is my test road. I want to get to the end of the second floor by myself."

"Okay, it's up to you." Xiao Yi nodded and patted Lin Zifeng on the shoulder.

"Then I will go ahead and see you at the end of the second floor."

"Yeah." Lin Zifeng nodded seriously.

On the side, Zhuan Wanzong sneered, "I and Zifeng are both unable to do anything, so you alone? Just a joke."

Xiao Yi ignored Table Wanzong, his figure flashed, and he walked straight forward.

Just as the figure entered the sword formation, a sharp sword had already struck quickly.

The sound of the sharp sword breaking through the air was extremely intense.

It is worthy of the sharp swords that the masters of the sword monuments once fought across the world, really extraordinary.

However, what is here is just a sword after all, not the owner of the sword monument.

So Xiao Yi is not afraid of it.

Whoosh... Xiao Yi shot out a sword gas with his fingertips, and instantly stopped this sharp sword.

"Holy emperor realm peak level." Xiao Yi only glanced at it before sensing the power of the sharp sword.

At the same time, the sword was stopped, and a burst of light lased.

Xiao Yi does not dodge.

He clearly felt that this light had no power at all.

Sure enough, after the light hit him, the aura on his body suddenly strengthened.

"So that's it." Xiao Yi smiled with joy.

Compared with the first layer of space, the benefits of this second layer of space are much greater.

Swish...wish...wish...

Xiao Yi's figure flickered constantly.

For every one mile forward, an extra sharp sword would strike him.

And every time you block a sharp sword, you will get a gift of Yuanli.

These vital energy, after entering his body, instantly turned into his own pure vitality.

"Tens of thousands of weapons of the gods, tens of thousands of strengths of high level." Xiao Yi's face was extremely pleasantly surprised.

If he can go all the way to the end of the second floor and block all the sharp sword attacks, he will be able to receive the gift of vitality from all the magic weapons in the second floor.

Such a huge power may be enough for him to directly rise to the Holy Emperor Realm.

Swish...wish...wish...

By the time Xiao Yi had traveled several tens of miles, dozens of sharp swords had already attacked.

If it just hits, don't forget, this is within the sword formation.

In other words, dozens of sharp swords were attacked by their own sword formations.

This is by no means a mere increase in numbers.

The power has soared in a straight line.

Whoosh... Xiao Yi shot a starlight sword aura.

"It has reached the level of martial arts power." Xiao Yi sensed the power of dozens of sharp swords.

Whoosh... Xiao Yi's figure flashed, and he took a few steps back.

There is still a long distance from the end of the second floor.

Therefore, Xiao Yi planned to avoid these sharp swords if they could escape.

It's also better to save some effort to deal with the more powerful swords with longer distances.

It's just that he had just stepped back a few steps, and although he had avoided the sharp sword that hit, the aura on his body suddenly weakened.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi's face changed slightly.

He clearly sensed that the moment he retreated, the original vitality he had gotten automatically dissipated in an instant.

If he guessed correctly, the share of vitality gained from these magic weapons is only temporary.

If he can completely pass this sword formation and reach the end of the second layer, these huge elements will be completely transformed into his own cultivation base.

If it loses halfway, or even retreats to the original place, all the vitality gained will dissipate.

In other words.

If you pass the test of this second space, you will get a great benefit.

If you can’t get past it, it’s nothing.

"Humph." Xiao Yi snorted coldly, and the figure moved forward abruptly.

But for a moment, the figure has travelled hundreds of miles away.

At the same time, there were hundreds of sharp swords attacked on him.

Hundreds of sharp swords, forming a sword formation by themselves, came under the siege of the mysterious.

The more you move forward, the more sharp swords, the stronger the sword formation will be.

Outside, Lin Zifeng was full of joy, "As expected, Senior Brother Xiao Yi, he traversed a hundred miles easily."

"Humph." A faint displeasure flashed across Zhuan Wanzong's face.

"Zifeng, are you cultivating others' aspirations and destroying your prestige?"

Lin Zifeng shrugged, "In Zifeng's heart, Brother Xiao Yi is not an outsider."

"You..." Zhuan Wanzong's face was cold, "You mean what you mean, but Xiao Yi, this little thief is not an outsider, I'm Zhuan Wanzong?"

"Don't forget, we are the swordsmen of the sword domain."

"Your Lin family and our Qi Sect have been in friendship for countless years."

"The Lin family returns to the Lin family, and I return to Lin Zifeng." Lin Zifeng shook his head without saying more.

Zhuo Wanzong narrowed his eyes, looked at Xiao Yi who was moving forward in the distance, and smiled suddenly.

Lin Zifeng instantly noticed Zhuo Wanzong's smile and frowned, "What do you want to do?"

"What do you mean?" Zhuo Wanzong sneered, "Since Xiao Yi, the little thief himself is in the front, the difficulty will be greatly reduced if we move forward now."

"It's useless." Lin Zifeng sneered. "The methods in the Sword Emperor Tablet are not as simple as you think."

"There are only a hundred sharp swords now, so good to say."

"When you wait for a thousand sharp swords at every turn, even if Senior Brother Xiao Yi has endured most of the attacks and pressure, it is not what your current cultivation base can handle."

"What if you add this?" Zhuo Wanzong sneered, and a sword aura condensed from his fingertips.

Sword Qi, extremely strong.

Lin Zifeng's expression changed, the strength of this sword aura was only slightly stronger than the sword aura of his father Lin Xiao he had felt.

In the entire Qi Sect, only one person can condense this sword energy.

"Is it the sword energy of Sect Master Qi?" Lin Zifeng frowned.

"Hahahaha." Zhuo Wanzong laughed triumphantly, "The baby at the end of the second floor belongs to me."

When the voice fell, Zhuan Wanzong flashed forward.

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