Dominating Sword Immortal

Chapter 245: sixty one

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"The attack power is as high as 60, and the color of the 60th spar has turned red, which has definitely reached the first limit of a warrior in the Baoyuan Realm."

"That's right. Although these attack power test pillars are rare and extremely difficult to manufacture, there are still some top seventh-rank sects, and there are three in Wucheng. Normally, sixty crystals that can light up are already full value. , but some Baoyuan realm warriors have practiced extremely powerful skills and martial arts, and each has a special means of amplification, so when manufacturing the test column, we deliberately made a hand and foot on the last spar in every two rows, and three kinds of Color, the first color is red, if you can reach this level, the attack power has surpassed most of the peak warriors in the late stage of Baoyuan state, and you can compete with the sixth-level monster overlord. The second color is purple, and you can reach this level. It is not too difficult to kill the sixth-level monster overlord. The third color is black. It is said that in the entire Nanzhuo domain, there are no more than ten Baoyuan-level warriors who can make the sixtieth spar glow black. They can Instantly killing the sixth-level monster overlord, he is the strongest below the astral realm."

"Qian Yun's attack power can reach the red stage, and the top ten is almost stable. The younger generation should not have too many abnormalities."

"Well, I think the same way. Strong attack power is too dominant. As long as you are hit once, you will immediately break through the defense."

Many Yuanyuan Realm warriors were discussing and looking at Qian Yun with a little admiration.

Qian Yun smiled at the corners of his mouth and folded his hands on his chest.

"If I'm so good, I can reach the level of sixty." A young master didn't believe in evil, and walked out of the crowd, hoping to achieve better results than Qian Yun.

Many people recognized him as the master in the previous Qianlong list, and he ranked quite high.

Clang!

His weapon was a knife, the light of the knife flashed, and he hit it hard with a knife.

The spars lit up row by row, and when they reached the fifty-ninth spar, they stopped still, one short of the sixty, let alone turning the sixtieth spar into red.

"Impossible, do it again."

Clang!

This time it was not as good as the last time, it was fifty-eight. It was obvious that my mind was confused, my spirit was beating to the limit, and my strength was out of level.

"Fifty-nine is not bad, and those who can light up sixty are eligible to compete for the top ten of the Qianlong list!" No one laughed at him, and if they came by themselves, they might not even be able to light up fifty-five.

Luo Hanshan said: "Ye Chen, why don't you try?"

Ye Chen smiled, his hands were indeed itchy.

"Someone is on the stage again, how many can light up?"

"It's estimated to be more than fifty-five! Seeing that he has a strong breath, he is not a weak person in the younger generation."

"Who is weak in the younger generation, but there should be fifty-five."

Under everyone's discussion, Ye Chen walked to the test column step by step, without taking out the Starscar Sword, he wanted to test how much attack power he had without using the sword.

Qian Yun has an impression of Ye Chen. When he ascended the dragon gate, the speed of the opponent was very fast, and he could be ranked in the top 30 or top 20. Unfortunately, the test of attack power is different from that of ascending the dragon gate. What is needed is the most powerful blow. Force, not a trace of moisture exists.

A bright yellow phantom of the mountain peak appeared on the right fist. The phantom of the mountain peak was extremely condensed, and finally shrunk into a ball, with golden dots at the beginning, and stuck tightly to Ye Chen's fist. This is the third form of Wuyue Shenquan. The phenomenon of displaying the Five Sacred Mountains as one.

Boom!

A muffled thunder sounded, the crystal crystal had withstood such a large impact without damage at all, the crystal stones on it quickly lit up row by row, and finally reached the sixtieth, but they did not glow red, which is worse than that of the disciples of Luoxia sect. The cloud has changed a lot.

"Sixty, I read that right! It's another young generation who can hit the top ten."

"Although it's worse than Qianyun, it's not much worse."

"I don't know what level Sikong Sheng and the others will reach?"

Everyone was amazed, it was not easy to light up sixty crystals, and many peak warriors in the late Baoyuan state did not have such attack power.

Ye Chen is also very satisfied with this. He knows that the third form of Wuyue Shenquan alone cannot achieve a score of 60, but coupled with his physical strength of nearly 50,000 jin, it is not surprising to achieve this score. In other words, Even if he doesn't use a sword, his strength is considered to be a superior existence among the peak fighters in the late Baoyuan state.

"It's not bad. I barely have the qualifications to be my opponent. I don't know what the real combat power is." Qian Yun was not interested in watching and was about to leave.

Huh!

The raised footsteps were lowered again, Qian Yun's eyes fell on Ye Chen's left hand.

At some point, Ye Chen had already taken out the Xingshen Sword, pulled out the sword, held it up with one hand, and then slashed heavily on the crystal with the sword.

This sword is a combination of the sword and the sky and broken clouds, but it did not display the sword intent. Seventy percent of the sword intent is one of his trump cards, so there is no need to show it off.

The pressure from the sword was too strong, and electric wires flashed faintly in the air.

next moment!

The six rows of spars lit up almost at the same time, and then, the sixtieth spar flashed violently and turned red. The color was deeper than the red color produced by Qianyun, and the red was about to turn purple.

"It turns out that he used a sword, and he hit the first limit of a warrior in the Yuanyuan Realm, not far from purple." The warriors onlookers were inexplicably horrified.

"Okay, let's go!"

Ye Chen had no intention of continuing, so he put away the Xingshen Sword and said to Luo Hanshan.

Luo Hanshan smiled wryly and said: "You shocked me! Except for those monstrous geniuses, almost no one below the astral realm can do anything to you."

The two gradually walked away.

Touching his chin, Gan Yun was thoughtful. The previous score was almost 90% of his attack power. The reason why he didn't use 10% was because he didn't let me make the 60th spar glow purple. No one here can break this record, and it was unexpected that it would be broken so soon.

"Interesting, I hope to meet you in the competition. At that time, I will beat you with all my strength." Glancing at Ye Chen's back, Qian Yun turned and left.

… There are many crossroads in Qianlong Ancient City, and there are also many attack power test columns. Many people who have never seen it before go up to test them one by one, including those young people who are high-spirited.

"Scary, Moyan Mo Yan is worthy of being the eighth-ranked young master in the previous Qianlong list, and the sixtieth spar has turned purple."

"Murong Qingcheng is not bad either, she is also purple. As expected, she did not try her best in the last competition."

"Both of them are disciples of the Flying Demon Sect, this time the Flying Demon Sect will be the champion."

Regarding everyone's comments, Mo Yan did not show complacency. The Flying Demon Sect also has some attack power testing columns. After practicing the Heavenly Demon Dafa to the tenth level, the Heavenly Demon Mahamudra has also been greatly improved, and he is one of his 'strong rivals'.

Murong Qingcheng still covered her face with a light veil, unable to see her true face.

... At other crossroads, exclamations came one after another.

"The sixtieth spar is purple. Bingling, the great disciple of the Bingjue Sect, is well-deserved of his reputation. That punching technique is the top-level martial art of the Earth-level, Bingcrack Fist!"

"I just came over from the crossroads over there. Li Daoxuan, the great disciple of the Ruthless Sect, also has purple grades. In addition, Demon Eye Mo Yan and Murong Qingcheng also have such grades."

"It's too strong. These people are probably the top ten this year. The younger generation, they are all giants!"

"No, I don't know how other people's grades are?"

"Tuoba Ku is purple!"

"Prince Huoling, Yan Chihuo's grades are out, it's black, and he hit it casually."

"No way! You can reach the third limit of a martial artist in the Baoyuan Realm with a single blow, and you are almost at the level of the Star Realm."

"Lin Yun's casual strike is also black."

"Two blacks, Yan Chihuo deserves to be the prince of Huoling, and Lin Yun has also caught up. He was fifth in the last ranking competition, and he will definitely hit the top three this time."

"By the way, does anyone know about Sikong Sheng's results?"

"I didn't see him, the blood of the king is very important, black is stable."

"Go and find out."

... At a crossroad near the central area, the disciples of Xuankong Mountain who passed the three passes of Longmen completed their test results one after another, which shocked the surrounding warriors. I have tested everything, otherwise, you should show your skills, lest everyone think that they can snatch your throne."

"Yeah, senior brother, show your hands! Otherwise, I thought you were afraid of them."

Sikong Sheng snorted coldly. Except for Yan Chihuo and the somewhat weird Lin Yun, he really didn't pay attention to the others. Even if these two people are only qualified for him to make a move, they don't have the strength to compete with him. Here is a result that makes them desperate.

Flicking his sleeves, Sikong Sheng walked towards the test column.

Immediately, the surroundings became silent, and everyone was watching. They wanted to see how strong Sikong Sheng, who was the number one in the previous Qianlong list and the descendant of King Cang, was really strong. two.

Snapped!

No one saw how Sikong Sheng made his move, they could only vaguely see a palm-shaped ripple flashing away in the void.

Looking up, everyone's attention is focused on the spar.

One row, two rows,..., six rows,..., seven rows!

Seven rows!

The spar lights up to the seventh row, although there is only one, and the total is sixty-one, but this is the attack power of a strong star. It seems that Sikong Sheng didn't even try his best. Everyone knows that only Sikong Sheng knows it in his heart.

In any case, the score of sixty-one is enough to shock the entire South Zhuoyu, which means that Sikong Sheng has the strength to compete with the strong in the early stage of the Star Realm, how terrifying.

Like a plague, Sikong Sheng's score of sixty-one balls spread wildly, one to one, ten to ten, and in less than half a day, most of the warriors in Qianlong Ancient City knew about it, and many powerful When the younger generation heard the news, they smiled wryly and shook their heads. They didn't plan to challenge Sikong Sheng in the first place. Knowing the news, they don't even plan to go. It's simply humiliating themselves.