Yi Ming walked towards the second hall step by step. Sword Qi attacked him, but was dispersed by his sword Qi.

These sword energies were twists and turns, always able to stab Yi Ming from the most tricky angles.

Fortunately, Yi Ming knows a lot of sword techniques. No matter how you change, I have ways to deal with you.

"Flying Star Sword Technique"! "Cloud Sky Spirit Sword Technique"! "Purple Cloud Sword Record"! "Eighteen Spiritual Sword Techniques"! There were ninety-nine steps in total, and Yi Ming had used at least thirty different sword techniques, ranging from white sword techniques to blue sword techniques.

It was not until he stepped onto the high platform connecting to the second hall that no new sword energy appeared.

"My goodness, just the first test alone can eliminate ninety-nine cultivators. It is really not easy to pass the three levels of Tianjian Mountain of Xujian Sect."

No wonder Yi Ming and the others had never heard of the news about Lingjian Mountain, because for most people, it didn’t matter whether they knew the news or not, because they couldn’t get through it anyway.

“Fuck!”

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"Um?"

…

That’s right, it was slowly. The speed of the flying sword was not fast, but the tip of the sword kept changing as it moved.

only……

Yi Ming narrowed his eyes and looked at the flying sword in the center of the hall.

He only has one chance to strike!

Yi Ming looked back again, and it was still a vast expanse of white, with faint ripples in the space, and he could not sense where Bei Xueqing was.

The world suddenly became quiet. The endless sword energy suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared. The sword energy that Yi Ming did not have time to disperse also disappeared suddenly when it was about to pierce the hall.

Yi Ming shook his head and stepped into the second hall.

"Well, there is no hidden move, but the sword energy becomes stronger faster as time goes by." Yi Ming used sword against sword and moved forward at a rapid speed.

The sound of swords rang out again, and after a crisp sound, all the sword energy in the sky disappeared.

The bluestone steps from the second hall to the third hall also had ninety-nine steps. Yi Ming kept moving, enduring the continuous sword energy, and finally reached the high platform of the third hall.

Therefore, the third level is a small BOSS that tests your skills, so Yi Ming should be careful.

The countless flying swords suspended in the center of the hall once again made endless sword ringing sounds.

The sound of the sword pierces through space! What a terrifying space secret method, what a terrifying sword art!

Because the layout of the third hall is exactly the same as the first hall, there is just an ordinary flying sword floating in the center of the hall.

A sword sounded, and the lingering sound lingered in the air, endlessly.

I have many sword techniques, and I have the "Ten Thousand Swords Technique" to compete with you in terms of quantity.

Yi Ming gritted his teeth, he knew that the second level was still a test of swordsmanship, and there must be a clever way to break through the momentum of thousands of swords being fired at once.

Although there was only one sword, in Yi Ming's eyes, it was more terrifying than the ten thousand swords in space just now.

In Yi Ming's eyes, every change of the tip of the flying sword will create countless new sword paths.

…

The next moment, countless sword energies were stimulated from the subspace, breaking through the space in an instant and piercing Yi Ming from all directions.

"choke!"

"The Duxu Sword Sect is so terrifying!"

Yi Ming raised his eyes and stopped attacking.

Since I can break it by quantity, why should I take shortcuts?

Yi Ming saw the flying sword move, the tip of the sword pointed at him, and then it drew an arc in the air, thinking that he was slowly stabbing it.

According to Song Jianzhen's introduction, the first three levels test swordsmanship, the middle three levels test sword intent, and the last three levels test sword heart.

Then, Yi Ming carefully stepped into the third hall.

"No, it's not an afterimage!" Yi Ming's pupils suddenly shrank. This was countless flying swords stacked together in different subspaces, and all appeared in front of him.

And so many changes...

"Cho...choke...choke..."

Countless sword techniques and sword paths flashed, remained, intersected and merged.

From simple to complex, from complex to simple!

"I'll go and cheat!"

…

"choke!"

Standing on the high platform, Yi Ming did not rush into the third hall, but instead recovered his true energy and mind.

"Hmm?" Yi Ming raised his eyebrow.

All the sword energy near the building disappeared, and was all sucked into the subspace, and no one knew where it was being pulled to.

What a coincidence!

Yi Ming's fingers trembled slightly, and as his fingers trembled, the tip of the flying sword actually changed as well, trembling even more violently.

The flying sword continued to vibrate and ring, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.

Yi Ming made full preparations for the next move, and the Duxu Sword Sect lived up to everyone's expectations and set up a sword energy formation on the bluestone steps leading to the third hall.

Yi Ming's eyes focused and he immediately quickened his pace. Facing the increasingly powerful sword energy, he moved quickly towards the third hall while maintaining sufficient vigilance and having enough strength left.

Yi Ming did not move, but he did not wait for the sword energy to weaken or disappear at all. Instead, he felt it was getting stronger and stronger.

However, when Yi Ming glanced sideways, he saw a green light reflected from behind the main wall. It was the second level of Tianjian Mountain, and he had passed it again.

The sound of the sword suddenly stopped.

"hiss!"

Yi Ming's pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes fixed on the tip of the sword, his mind raced, and his fingers trembled slightly with the changes of the sword tip.

"The first palace is fast, the second palace is complicated, what is the third palace?"

This is the sound of countless sword energies colliding and annihilating each other.

Yi Ming cursed, then moved the sword in his hand, and subconsciously performed the "Ten Thousand Swords Technique" plus the light-transforming shadow technique. Then countless sword shadows were suddenly activated, densely packed towards the sword energy in the sky, a style of fighting that completely relied on quantity to win.

Yi Ming pointed the sword in his hand continuously, and released continuous sword energy, forming a large sword energy field in front of him, which completely destroyed the sword energy coming from the front.

“Shh…shh…shh…”

Without the opposing sword energy, the countless sword energies stimulated by Yi Ming shot out in all directions, about to hit the walls and beams of the hall.

“Swish, swish, swish!”

"The first mountain path has one sword per level, which allows the cultivators to be fully prepared. However, this kind of caution will lead to disaster on the second mountain path, because the sword energy will become stronger and stronger."

The endless sword energy stabbed towards Yi Ming from the front, as if it was endless.

Almost all the sword techniques in the countless sword manuals turned into afterimages, passing through his mind one by one, resisting the flying sword in front of him.

But Yi Ming smiled.

The afterimages of sword techniques and sword skills in his mind were rapidly decreasing, and in his eyes, the sword path of the incoming flying sword was also rapidly decreasing.

It must be said that swordsmanship is really a method of competing in skills! Yi Ming was so nervous that he could not feel the passage of time at all. He didn't know how long it had been before the flying sword finally pierced three feet in front of Yi Ming.

And Yi Ming's fingers finally stopped trembling and lightly touched his chest.

(End of this chapter)