Li Changan's eyes flickered, "Miss Mingyue, if it's not possible, why don't you try it first?"
Li Changan stared into Mingyue's eyes and suddenly chuckled, "Could it be that Miss Mingyue has already made her move on the Daoyun chessboard?"
Mingyue covered her mouth and chuckled, but did not refute.
Just when Li Changan was wondering whether the person before him was Mingyue, suddenly, a figure rushed out from the first circle and stepped into the Linghuai barrier with a radius of one hundred feet.
boom!
What was shaking was not the sword tomb world, but the minds of everyone, as if the power of heaven had descended in an instant, making everyone's eyelids jump.
The man was a middle-aged man with a sword on his back. He swayed and then stopped.
"Huh, not bad." Li Changan narrowed his eyes.
"This person is Li Sanjian, a well-known casual cultivator who often goes in and out of Chaoyang City. He has reached the middle level of Xinzhao cultivation." Mingyue explained on the side.
Li Sanjian's face turned noticeably pale, he calmed himself down and took the second step.
The steps were smaller, but still steady.
Then came the third and fourth steps. As he got closer and closer to the Daoyun chessboard, Li Sanjian's aura became increasingly faint, his face turned as pale as paper, and his whole body trembled.
"No, thirteen steps is already very good." Baili Youqin said.
Those who can come here have all gone through a nine-tenths screening. Whether it is talent or luck, they are absolutely extraordinary. But even so, Li Sanjian has only taken thirteen steps.
As Baili Youqin finished speaking, Li Sanjian fell to his knees with a bang, and a streak of blood burst out from his knees.
Li Sanjian was quite decisive. Seeing his knees shattered, he slapped the ground, flew backwards, and hit the rubble hard, then got up in a panic.
There was a brief silence.
After about half an incense stick of time, the second person stood up.
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