The bell shaped sword Gang shrouded in the spirit of the third tower first exposed a sword hole the size of a pinhole, and then burst like a cobweb.


    Click!


    The bell shaped sword gang was broken, and the third tower spirit and his sword were also broken, turned into stars and disappeared in front of Long Yang.


    With Long Yang''s accomplishments in kendo, the weakness of the bell shaped sword Gang, the third layer tower spirit, could not escape his eyes. He concentrated his strength on one point, stabbed the sword with the fastest attack speed, stabbed the weakest link of the bell shaped sword Gang, and collapsed in an instant.


    "Return... It''s still a breath."


    Everyone outside the tower already didn''t know how to describe their shocking mood. In their eyes, the tower spirit, which is strong enough to be invincible, is a local chicken and tile dog in the eyes of Long Yang, killing with one sword.


    Is this the horror of level 7 nine star Kendo talent?


    Almost everyone has this idea in mind.


    Did he rush through the seventh floor of the sword tower with one breath?


    The same idea rose in everyone''s heart.


    If so, it would be against the sky. I''m afraid no one can break this record in a thousand years.


    "Unfortunately, this once-in-a-thousand-year Kendo genius is not the son of our wanjian imperial capital."


    "We, the king of swords, are known as the capital of the king of swords. The performance of all talented swordsmen is even worse than that of a foreign swordsman."


    One thought disappears and another comes out.


    All the children of wanjian emperor saw depression from other people''s eyes.


    Chang Jian woke up at this time, but I heard that the first five floors of Longyang passed the pass with one breath. He was attacked by the Qi of shame and anger and fainted again.


    "We must quickly inform the sword king of the situation here and let him decide. If it goes on like this, something may happen."


    One of the nine masters of the martial sea realm in the Xiahou palace has a dignified face.


    With the performance of a demon like long Yang, if you let him continue to break up, I''m afraid he will break through the seventh floor of the sword tower with one breath as everyone thinks.


    In this way, it will definitely stir the whole Tianyang country. Long Yang''s name will be famous everywhere. I''m afraid no one can shake his position in the eyes of swordsmen for thousands of years.


    If Long Yang is the son of Jiaolong City, even the capital of wanjian, they are happy to see such a sensational event.


    It''s a pity that long Yang is a foreign swordsman. If he really breaks through the seventh floor of the sword tower with one breath, it will be a devastating blow to the confidence of the children of Wan jianhuang. I''m afraid he can''t even lift his head when walking outside in the future.


    They didn''t know that this was the purpose of Long Yang to participate in the swordsman competition. Otherwise, before he wants to rescue Xiao Yu, there are plenty of means and methods. There is no need to waste one stone to participate in any swordsman competition.


    If you, the children of wanjian emperor, dare to rob the most beloved woman of Long Yang, you will have to bear the most crazy revenge of Long Yang.


    Don''t you boast that you are the capital of the sword emperor of Tianyang country? I, a foreign swordsman, stepped on all your talented swordsmen one by one in your swordsman competition, so that you can''t lift your head in front of outsiders forever!


    "I''m going to report to the sword King truthfully. First, try to stabilize everyone''s mentality and don''t be impacted by this matter."


    Another jiuzhong expert in the Wu Hai realm said, and quickly flew to the Xiahou palace like lightning.


    When Long Yang reached the fourth floor, he felt a strong sense of oppression, almost suffocating.


    The tower spirit on the fourth floor is a giant Han with a height of more than three meters. He also uses a heavy sword. Look at the weight and width, it is no lighter than the dragon sword.


    This is a power type swordsman.


    "Roar -"


    When the tower spirit on the fourth floor saw long Yang, it broke out in an instant. With a big foot, it waved a heavy sword and flew to the dragon with the momentum of sweeping the four directions.


    "Ow --"


    Long Yang raised his head to the sky and gave out a dragon chant. His blood ran like a river. The flame on the dragon sword was surging. He waved the dragon sword with more violent strength and speed.


    Boom!


    The two huge swords collided with each other in an instant, and their swords burst out. The destructive sword Qi attacked the tower wall wantonly. Different swords appeared on the multiplied star patterns, and all the sword Qi was resisted.


    At the next moment, the tall body of the tower spirit on the fourth floor flew upside down and hit the tower wall heavily, which also led to a burst of strange flash of the breeding star pattern, while the tower spirit on the fourth floor and the heavy sword in his hand burst into stars and disappeared into the tower.


    For Long Yang, whose chaotic immortal dragon body has reached the young dragon stage, its physical defense ability and physical strength have reached a terrible level. The speed and strength of this sword are not only a heavy virtual body in the martial sea, but also a real entity and a sword instant kill.


    "These pagoda spirits have reached the level of perfection in their sword skills. If the children of wanjian emperor can fight with such opponents, their sword skills will naturally advance by leaps and bounds. No wonder they can become the capital of jianhuang."


    Long Yang vomited a mouthful of turbid qi and felt it.


    It''s not that these tower spirits are too weak, it''s that long Yang is too strong.


    "So it is."


    When we saw that after a breath, the tower lamp on the fifth floor was also on, and everyone''s nerves had been numbed by the abnormal attack of Long Yang.


    As for other swordsmen''s breaking into the tower, it has completely become a foil. No one pays attention to it except some relatives and friends.


    "The first level is the type of fast sword, the second level is the type of assassination, the third level is the type of defense, the fourth level is the type of power, and there are three levels. It should no longer be the type of sword skill only for one aspect."


    Long Yang said to himself as he shot up to the fifth floor.


    In fact, if Long Yang wants to know what kind of tower spirit is good at on each floor, he just needs to ask Kang pangzi, but he doesn''t think it''s necessary, so he doesn''t ask.


    Long Yang came to the fifth floor. A middle-aged virtual body with a sharp sword was already standing in the tower waiting for him.


    Before the Dragon raised his sword, a powerful sword momentum rolled over him like a mountain.


    "Two and a half percent of the sword power“


    Long Yang felt the power of the sword at once.


    To deal with Long Yang with the potential of the earth level is undoubtedly to show the flaws of his whole body in front of Long Yang. Unless he is a martial artist two or three small realms higher, he will die.


    "Draw swordsmanship!"


    Long Yang ignored the other party''s sword potential, and still killed the tower spirit on the fifth floor with one move.


    The tower spirit on the fifth floor is full of flaws. No sword skill is more effective than pulling sword.


    It can be said that the tower spirit on the fifth floor died the most unjustly.


    At this time, the jiuzhong master of Wuhai territory had gone and returned.


    "The sword king said that he must not continue to rush like this. He must open the sword array and stop him on the sixth floor."


    The nine masters of the Wuhai territory said.


    "That''s not good. If other sword kings know that our Xiahou palace operates secretly, once it is sent to the sword emperor, our Xiahou palace may lose its trust and be laughed at by the world."


    Wu Haijing jiuzhong, who was called Lao Wu, frowned. He was obviously disgusted with the way to suppress foreign swordsmen.


    "Lao Wu, how many times have I told you that you have to change your bad temper, or it will come out of your mouth one day. We servants only have to obey orders and do our duty. As for others we don''t have to worry about, don''t worry."


    The jiuzhong master of Wu Haijing who stopped Lao Wu last time scolded again, and his face was very ugly.


    Lao Wu just sighed and said nothing more.


    Long Yang didn''t know that in order to prevent him from getting the first place in the sword tower, the Xiahou palace arbitrarily changed the competition rules and wanted to open a stronger sword array to deal with him.


    At this time, just as long Yang was stepping on the sixth floor of the sword tower, on the outskirts of Jiaolong City, a black robed swordsman was standing by the river, looking far away, his eyes blurred, and he didn''t know what he was thinking.


    Suddenly, the black robed swordsman seemed to feel something, the confusion in his eyes disappeared, and his whole body exuded a frightening sense of killing.


    "Little master, the sword king asked you to go back to him."


    A middle-aged swordsman appeared in front of the black robed swordsman and knelt down on one knee.


    "I''m no longer your little master, and I won''t go back. You go. If you tremble again, I''ll kill you."


    The black robed swordsman turned his back to the middle-aged swordsman, cold and heartless.


    The middle-aged swordsman''s lips moved. Finally, he didn''t say anything. He got up and disappeared out of thin air.


    "Come out."


    The middle-aged swordsman had just left. The tone of the black robed swordsman was still without a trace of emotion, as if he were talking to the air.


    However, as soon as his voice fell, a figure came out of the ground.


    "Gaga, unexpectedly, Si Ruoming, who was once a jade tree facing the wind, became like a human and a ghost for the death of a poor woman."


    The newcomer is also dressed in a black martial robe. He is about the same age and height as Si Ruming, but his face is as bloodless as a dead body. He laughs at Si Ruming that people are not like people and ghosts are not like ghosts. In fact, he himself is not much better.


    "Xia Hou climbs the mountain. If you dare to speak and humiliate her again, I''ll kill you!"


    Si Ruoming suddenly turned around, and his killing breath shrouded the other party. His tone was no longer indifferent. His eyes and hands were beating violently, and he would draw a sword to kill at any time.


    "Gaga..." Xia Hou seemed to want to laugh at Si Ruoming when he climbed the mountain. When he saw Si Ruoming''s intention to kill, he retreated and stared at Si Ruoming warily, saying: "Si Ruoming, I''m looking for you this time. I have a big business to cooperate with you."


    "I''ll help you kill Xia Hou crossing the river together. Give me the incomplete map on Xia Hou''s body, and the incomplete map on Xia Hou crossing the River belongs to me. How about it?"


    Before Si Ruoming said anything, Xia Hou couldn''t wait to climb the mountain.


    "Why should I trust you?"


    Si Ruoming soon regained his cold face.


    "I''m Xiahou''s most trusted brother."


    Xiahou climbed the mountain proudly and confidently.


    "Here you are when it''s done."


    Si Ruoming stared at Xia Hou climbing the mountain for a long time until he shuddered. He nodded, then turned around and walked away on the river.


    "Xiahou crossed the river. I crossed the mountain."


    "Gaga, Gaga


    Xia Hou went over the mountain and disappeared in place. Only the gloomy laughter echoed over the river for a long time.