Eternal Reverence

Chapter 137: Feiyun Jianyi

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The competition arena was overcrowded, and most of the Nei Zong disciples watched the excitement and were truly qualified to participate, but 20% were like this.

"I'll try."

A disciple of the inner sect who had returned to the Yuan realm with eightfold cultivation base stood up.

He held a sword in both hands, and a sword struck the profound iron ore.

Cang!

Sparks splashed everywhere, and only a white mark appeared on the profound iron ore.

"Failed, next one."

The Deacon Nei Zong, who was in charge of the screening, said indifferently.

It is very difficult to leave an inch-deep trace on the profound iron ore, and several inner sect disciples with the peak cultivation of the Guiyuan realm can only leave a half-inch-deep trace on it.

"It's too difficult, there are not many that can be done in the entire Nei Zong!"

"I guess there will be no more than two hundred."

"Two hundred, scoff! No more than one hundred at most."

In Nei Zong, except for the first-class Nei Zong disciples, few people practiced swords with minerals.

And even if it is a first-class disciple of the inner sect, they usually only practice swords with ores below the yellow level.

Everyone did not expect that it would be so difficult to leave an inch-deep trace on the top-tier yellow ore mysterious iron ore.

"I'll go up and try."

It was Zhao Mingyue who was talking.

In order to participate in the screening competition, Zhao Mingyue took a semi-mysterious pill a month ago, raising her cultivation to the seventh level of the Guiyuan realm.

Cang!

Sparks splashed all over, and a shallow trace appeared on the mysterious iron ore.

Zhao Mingyue shook her head and walked off the stage.

Sure enough, it still doesn't work.

One after another, the Nei Zong disciples who met the requirements came on stage, and one after another walked down in frustration.

Soon, more than two thousand people have tested it.

Except for Yuwentian, the ten great foreign ancestors at the time were completely wiped out, and no one could leave an inch-deep trace.

"Yuwen has gone up to the sky, I don't know if he can pass."

"It should be possible. He is a five-star root and bone, and his cultivation is not weak, reaching the eighth level of Returning Yuan Realm."

After everyone's discussion, Yu Wentian came to the front of the mysterious iron ore.

With the sword out of its sheath, Yuwen Angel exerted his greatest strength and slashed the mysterious iron ore with a sword.

There was a click.

The gravel splashed, and an inch-deep trace appeared.

"Yuwentian, qualified."

Deacon Nei Zong, who was in charge of the screening, nodded with a smile.

So far, Yuwentian is the only one who has reached the qualification standard with a level lower than the nine-fold cultivation of the Guiyuan Realm, which is very good.

"Is this the five-star root bone? It really can't compare with it."

Gao Changtian sighed.

At the beginning, the ten great arrogances of the Waizong, now only Yu Wentian can handle them, they are still too tender.

"Haha, I'm coming."

A figure fell on the stage.

"It's Xiao Farewell, Senior Brother Xiao."

"Senior Brother Xiao will definitely pass the screening competition, but I don't know how deep he can leave traces on the profound iron ore."

Xiao Bieli's reputation in Nei Sect was not weaker than Tyrant Sword Liu Wuhuang, and he faintly had the title of the first disciple of Nei Sect.

Of course, this title is only temporary.

Xiao Bieli's strength was accumulated by time. His roots were only four-star roots, not as good as the five-star roots of Liu Wuhuang and Yu Wentian.

Click!

Xiao Bieli is worthy of being the first disciple of the Nei Sect. A sword left a trace of two inches deep on the profound iron ore. This is the deepest trace left so far.

"It's me."

Chen Fanghua's toes touched the ground, as if a cloud floated towards the high platform.

"Break it for me!"

Chen Fanghua has learned two profound-level low-level swords, one is the group attack swordsmanship, the Wanmei swordsmanship, and the other is the flying flower swordsmanship.

The Feihua sword technique has a very strong attack power, and a single sword makes an inch of deep traces on the mysterious iron ore.

"Chen Fanghua, qualified."

Chen Fanghua let out a sigh of relief when he heard the Deacon Nei Zong's voice.

"Sister Chen, congratulations."

With Chen Fanghua coming back, Li Fuchen said.

Chen Fanghua said: "A fluke."

So far, there are only more than 30 qualified people, much less than she thought. She feels that her hope is not small.

"Brother Bai went up."

"Senior Brother Luo also went up."

"It's too strong, where is it still a return to Yuan realm warrior."

Senior Brother Bai and Senior Brother Luo in the crowd left traces nearly two inches deep on the mysterious iron ore.

Undoubtedly, they are all abnormal characters.

"Nei Zong is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!" Li Fuchen raised his eyebrows.

He felt that Xiao Bieli seemed to comprehend the sword intent, and he couldn't normally sense it, but when Xiao Bieli was out of the sword, Li Fuchen faintly noticed a wave of sword intent.

Therefore, most of the opponent's strength is hidden.

In addition, Senior Brother Bai and Senior Brother Luo in the crowd, even if they didn't comprehend the sword intent, I'm afraid they are not far from comprehending the sword intent.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for a sword to leave a trace nearly two inches deep on the profound iron ore.

After all, this is not a matter of one plus one equals two. The difficulty of leaving a trace two inches deep is several times the difficulty of leaving a trace one inch deep, not twice.

"They are all too weak, a group of weak chickens."

Ba Jian Liu Wuhuang walked out of the crowd.

"Ba Jian Liu Wuhuang, he is finally going to make a move."

"Farewell Sword, Tyrant Sword, Baishui Sword, Shanchuan Sword, these four seniors are undoubtedly the four masters of Nei Zong."

The crowd looked excited. These four titles respectively represented the sword of Farewell Xiao Bieli, the sword of Liu Wuhuang, the sword of Baishui and Baitao, and the sword of mountains and rivers in Luoyishan.

The strength of the four has almost reached the limit of the return to the original realm, and they also have a lot of prestige in the arena.

Moreover, they have all killed Earth Evil Realm warriors.

"I don't know what level Junior Brother Liu has reached?"

Xiao Bieli looked at Liu Wuhuang curiously.

Three steps ahead of the profound iron ore, Liu Wuhuang drew out the profound iron sword.

"Show me everything."

Liu Wuhuang roared fiercely in his heart, and slashed at the profound iron ore with a sword.

Huh!

Different from the chopping sound of other people, Liu Wuhuang's chopping sound of the mysterious iron ore carried a willpowerful will, like cutting tofu.

"Sword Intent!"

Xiao Bie's pupils shrank.

Because he also understood the sword intent, he clearly sensed that Liu Wuhuang had used the sword intent just now, and it was an extremely domineering sword intent, an invincible sword intent.

Feiyun Jianyi.

Like the Meteor Sword, Feiyun Poshazhan is an extreme swordsmanship. The sword intent that Feiyun Poshazhan understands is extremely domineering, with the will to look down on the world and do everything.

"Two inches eight, qualified."

The deacon Nei Zong who had been screened was also stunned. He is a martial artist in the Earth Evil Realm, but hasn't he been able to comprehend the sword intent so far? Unexpectedly, a disciple of the inner sect could comprehend the sword intent.

It's incredible.

"I heard it right! Two inches and eight depths."

"It's terrible, just ask, who else is the opponent of Brother Tyrant Sword, Brother Xiao can't do it either."

Including Chen Fanghua and Zhao Mingyue, everyone took a breath.

Whether you have comprehended the sword intent, the difference is too big.

After comprehending the intent of the sword, the lethality of the sword is increased by at least two or three times. How to fight this, you can't stop others from coming over with a sword.

"Junior Brother Li, this time you provoke someone you shouldn't provoke!"

Chen Fanghua murmured.

"It's me."

Li Fuchen smiled faintly and walked onto the stage.

What about the sword intent

The sword intent also has deep and shallow, high and low.