With a flash of light, Liu Ming fell out of the path of sword energy, staggered back and forth, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, stunned, as if he hadn't recovered yet.
"How can it be?"
"How could I fail?" After recovering, Liu Ming was stunned, and couldn't believe that he had failed.
Three hundred meters!
Liu Ming has advanced a total of 300 meters, which is the farthest distance he has advanced so far, far better than the second, but it is useless.
Failure is failure.
One meter and nine hundred and ninety meters are also failures.
The previous failures of those people did not cause much disturbance, but the impact of Liu Ming's failure was obvious.
The 130th place on the demigod list of the first town, Jiecheng, a proper demigod-level second-level sword repair master, can only advance 300 meters.
The road to sword energy is so difficult
What kind of mystery is there in the three questions of kendo
Liu Ming was a little depressed, and his look of being lost was completely different from the high-spirited one before.
Big hit!
If you can't even enter the East Court Sword Garden, who else is qualified
Top 100 on the second god list
Maybe, but not necessarily.
You know, Liu Ming has only advanced to 300 meters on the thousand-meter sword qi road, and there are still 700 meters left.
Among them, I didn't even pass the first question of sword body in the three questions of kendo, let alone the follow-up two questions of sword intent and sword heart.
Liu Ming's failure made everyone pay more attention to it.
"This is the level of the Unitary Sect." On the void spaceship of the Fenglingmen, a disciple of the Fenglingmen chuckled. Immediately, his body seemed to lose all weight, floating lightly as if being carried by a gust of wind. The road of sword energy.
His voice didn't seem to be loud, but it seemed that with an invisible wind, it permeated the surroundings and reached everyone's ears.
The members of the Tianxing Army showed a sneer, but the people under the Yiyuan Sect were unhappy and slightly annoyed.
It is clearly contempt.
Then see what you can do.
"Junior Brother Yang still hasn't restrained his pushy temper." On the void spaceship, a disciple of the Fenglingmen in a blue robe smiled slightly.
But there was no accusation in his tone.
"Brother, Junior Brother Yang's sword is just like his temperament, if he changes his temperament, he will not be him anymore." The female disciple on the side laughed.
The disciple of the Wind Spirit Sect fluttered down, and with a light tap of his toes, he floated forward. He was wearing a blue-gold robe fluttering.
Enter!
The disciples of the Fenglingmen keep moving forward, and their speed is much faster than that of Liu Ming, who claims to be good at the speed of the Lightning Sword. Moreover, he has more leisurely and wind-like freedom that Liu Ming doesn't have.
"Feng Lingmen is good at wind, and its disciples major in swords." Su Luan opened his mouth, and his voice came to Chen Zong and Lin Weiyin's ears: "Use the way of wind to enter the sword, and the body and sword are one. Follow the wind."
"Hmph, what's the use of being fast." Liu Ming said angrily.
Not long after, the Fenglingmen disciple crossed 300 meters, surpassing Liu Ming's distance. Immediately, Liu Ming's face turned gray and he couldn't say anything.
In the face of facts, everything is sophistry, pale and powerless.
At 333 meters, the disciple of Fenglingmen paused for a moment, thinking that he was going to stop there, but saw him take a step forward, as if he had a feeling of stepping into a new world, he continued to move forward, and soon passed Four hundred meters.
Five hundred meters!
Six hundred meters!
At the six hundred and sixty-sixth meter mark, the Fenglingmen disciple Yang surnamed paused again, and continued to move forward as if breaking through the shackles.
go ahead!
go ahead!
go ahead!
A figure caught everyone's attention.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine meters!
A disciple surnamed Yang from Fenglingmen was already standing in front of the gate of the East Court Sword Garden. He looked back and showed a smile, that smile seemed to be a little proud, but also a little provocative.
Immediately turned around, stepped out, stepped out the last meter, and entered the East Court Sword Garden.
As soon as he entered the Sword Garden, he disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.
First!
After nearly a thousand people were eliminated, there was finally the first one to enter the East Court Sword Garden.
"Wang Jun, you go." On the void spaceship of the Sky Punishment Army, a young man in a dark blood robe and half a blood mask was sitting straddling the bow of the ship, his eyes were as dark as jewels, and the long sword with a red scabbard rested on the bow of the ship. Resting on the shoulders, the whole person seems to be a bit idle, and the temperament exuded seems a bit decadent.
However, no one dared to underestimate him, because he was obviously the leader of the Heavenly Punishment Sergeants on this void spaceship.
"Yes, young commander." The young man with a somewhat mighty figure, wearing a blood-colored sword and wearing a blood-colored battle armor immediately got up, his posture was as straight as a sword, and he responded with a deep and powerful voice.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Jun stepped forward, and his whole body erupted with blood-colored vigor in an instant, as if arrogance was burning, and the power exuded was astonishing.
With a bang, Wang Jun turned into a blood light, and rushed out of the spaceship in an instant, like a bloody meteor, rushing out with an unparalleled aura of iron and blood killing.
At the same time, dozens of sword cultivators from the two major galaxies under the rule of the Unitarian Sect flew up, rushing towards the path of sword energy, planning to make a foray as well.
The disciple of Fenglingmen broke through and entered the East Court Sword Garden, inspiring them once again.
I haven't tried it myself, so I don't know what mysteries and difficulties are in it.
"Get out!" Wang Jun roared, and in an instant, the aura of iron and blood killing exploded in an instant, and directly rushed out like a raging wave, blasting towards the dozens of people.
Dozens of sword cultivators trembled one after another, their expressions changed drastically, and they felt as if they had entered the Shura battlefield where mountains of corpses and seas of blood were on the battlefield.
asphyxia!
A feeling of suffocation rose up one by one, their faces were pale, they retreated unconsciously, and their whole bodies went limp.
Judging from their appearance, it was obvious that they were all injured in an instant.
"So overbearing!" Someone frowned suddenly.
"I heard that the people in the Tianxing Army have this kind of temperament. They are decisive in killing and fighting, and they are very domineering." Some people who know a little about the Tianxing Army said.
"They're just a bunch of lunatics." Someone muttered, their faces seemed ugly, as if they had suffered from the Heavenly Punishment Army.
Tian Xingjun!
It is unusual to name it after the army.
Wang Jun is so domineering, of course no one will touch his brow for the time being.
Therefore, like the disciple of Fenglingmen, Wang Jun also stepped into the path of sword qi alone.
His body style is not as light and elegant as the disciples of Fenglingmen, but there is a kind of calmness at every step, as steady as a mountain, unshakable, and like a raging wave, he pushes forward with astonishing power.
In that calmness, there is even a trace of sharpness hidden, which belongs to the sharpness of the sword.
Chen Zong stared carefully, Wang Jun's advancing momentum was very steady, neither speeding up nor slowing down in the slightest.
But at about 333 meters, there was an obvious pause, but the pause time was shorter than that of the disciples of Fenglingmen, so they moved forward again, and paused again at 666 meters ,keep going.
At 990 meters, after Wang Jun paused, he didn't look back, but stepped out, stepped into the gate of the sword garden and disappeared.
the second!
Another one entered the sword garden.
"I'll go." Xie Yang got up immediately, unable to sit still.
How can you let the people from Fenglingmen and Tianxingjun get the limelight? This place is the territory of the Unitary Sect.
With a flash of sword light, Xie Yang flew out like a gust of wind.
Chen Zong recognized Xie Yang at a glance. After all, he had fought side by side on Desolate Dragon Star, and it could be seen that Xie Yang's strength seemed to be several percent stronger than that on Desolate Dragon Star.
The true inheritance of the galaxy-level forces may not be as strong as some old-fashioned demigods for a while, but their talents must be superior. As long as they are given some time and opportunities, they can grow up quickly and surpass those old-fashioned demigods class.
The wild dragon on the wild dragon star has a good bloodline and is naturally strong, which is also a good opportunity.
If it weren't for Huanglong's brain not being able to compare with that of a cultivator, he might be expected to become a powerful clan in the void.
To become a powerful race, a good mind is a must. Otherwise, even if the bloodlines are very talented, but they are stupid and have no wisdom, they will only be hunted by others in the end.
If you think about the human race, you will know that individuals are inherently inferior to many races in the void, but they can rule the void precisely because they have superb wisdom, which most of the void races do not have.
Chen Zong thought of the Huanglong who was brave enough to die for the king on the Huanglong star, and couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional, and immediately withdrew his thoughts.
Xie Yang landed in an instant, and immediately stepped into the path of sword qi. At the beginning, his speed was very fast, but after passing 333 meters, his speed began to slow down. people.
After passing 666 meters, Xie Yang's speed dropped again, and his progress began to become very difficult.
This scene immediately caused the disciples of the Unity Sect to frown, feeling that something was wrong.
Nine hundred meters!
At 900 meters, Xie Yang stopped and could no longer move forward. His raised foot was in mid-air, and he seemed to be trying to land with great difficulty, but it seemed as if something was blocking it, and he couldn't move forward. fall.
A force rebounded, and in an instant, Xie Yang was irresistible, and his whole body was ejected, and in just an instant, he ejected out of the path of sword energy.
Landing on the ground, Xie Yang seemed to hear a burst of laughter, his complexion changed suddenly, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his breath was weak.
He was ejected and only suffered minor injuries, but he felt as if he was being ridiculed, and his strong self-esteem couldn't bear it all at once, making the situation worse and the injury worse.
"Is that the disciple of the Unity Sect?" On the void spaceship of the Fenglingmen, the chuckle was like the wind, not loud, but very clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
A group of people on the spaceship of the Unitary Cult had very ugly faces.
At the same time, he was also heartbroken that even Junior Brother Xie Yang couldn't enter the sword garden. What kind of mystery is there in the three-question test of the way of sword energy.
You know, Xie Yang is ranked fifth among the true biography of the generation of Sword Palace of the Unity Sect.
"Let me go." A young man who seemed to be older stood up, without making any gestures, in an instant, he crossed the void and landed on the road of sword energy.
This is the previous generation of true disciples of the Unity Sect Sword Palace.
(end of this chapter)