Whether you get the sword of Jiufeng disciples, defeat the disciples who guard the sword path along the way, resist the attack of the three-wheeled sword formation, or successfully climb the top of the "Sword Path".

It is impossible to succeed in a disabled boy with no cultivation.

Even the top-level disciples in the Wuling Realm were not sure, because there was almost no room for competition and bloody battles among nearly 10,000 people.

Many disciples who participated in the assessment retreated when they heard this harsh demand, and their eyes were filled with worry.

So, this is simply an impossible task for the little mute.

"Ah, ah..." The little mute looked at Na Lanzhuo, wiped away his tears, and kept bowing to him with clumsy movements.

The little fat man stood up and grabbed the little mute's arm, and said in a deep voice: "Little mute, you are crazy! Do you want to go up and seek death!"

The little mute's little hands were grouped together, holding the little fat man's little fat hand tightly, and his hopeful eyes showed a hint of comfort. He kept babbling at the little fat man.

Almost no one can understand these words, but the little fat man can understand them: the other party said don’t worry, he will definitely succeed, please believe him.

The two weak boys who are incompatible with the surrounding environment are like a pair of brothers who depend on each other, caring for each other.

Qi Yuanjun carried his jade hand on his back and said coldly: "Junior Brother Lan, your promise is extravagant!"

Na Lanzhuo glanced at the little mute, turned around and smiled at Qi Yuanjun and said, "The Sword Sect has always been fair. Except for the entry orders issued in major cities in the Southern Wilderness, anyone who meets the assessment standards I just mentioned, will

Can join the sect."

"I'm not thinking that he's pitiful, I just want to give him a fair."

Qi Yuanjun sneered: "You may have harmed him."

Na Lanzhuo said: "Although he is young, he already has the ability to grasp himself, and the same is true for cultivating swords."

Qi Yuanjun sneered again: "I'm very happy that Jinglong Peak can have a disciple like you."

There was a faint smell of gunpowder between the two, which originated from the competition for the quota of the Dynasty Sword and Martial Arts Competition for Fengxiao Peak and Jinglong Peak for many years.

Jinglong Peak is the leader of the Sword Sect, and Fengxiao Peak has also cultivated generations of beautiful female sword cultivators for the Sword Sect.

When the two strong men meet, the arrogance in their bones, the desire for strength, and the desire for cultivation are hard to hide.

There is a sense of competition here, permeating everything.

"I heard it all clearly."

At this time, three assessment elders wearing white sword robes stood at the foot of the mountain gate, looking at the black crowd of assessment disciples and asked.

Zheng--!

Zheng--!

Zheng--!

The sound of swords blew out of the scabbard came out.

The disciples who were about to enter the room for examination pulled out the mysterious swords in their sheaths. Everyone looked very serious and they nodded at the same time.

The number of people who passed the entrance examination for more than 30,000 people was only more than 3,000, and it may even be less than 3,000.

This elimination rate is more cruel.

In a short while, a fierce battle will definitely take place on the "Swordsman" paved for dozens of miles.

The assessment did not say that people could not be killed.

The white-robed elder nodded lightly, his eyes fell on Na Lan Zhuo and Qi Yuanjun and said loudly: "No need to delay, please draw your sword."

Neither Na Lanzhuo nor Qi Yuanjun moved.

Cang Hongyi was the first to stand up, and without saying anything, slowly raised a black scabbard in his hand, and pointed it on the scabbard and suddenly smacked. With a clang, the sword chant sounded and the sword energy soared into the sky.

A black stream of light flew out of the scabbard, piercing through the void like a black comet, and then crashed into a huge rock halfway up the mountain with a bang.

The sword flew out of hundreds of feet, and Cang Hongyi's control of the sword intent was very accurate. The black mysterious sword entered three points into the stone, but the huge stone did not crack.

The master of sword at the peak, his talent is amazing...

The disciples who entered the room for the assessment were stunned, and then their eyes were filled with envy. Almost no one of them could do this trick.

Then, the sword roars resounded one after another, and all the disciples who came to the examination of Jiufeng set out their swords.

The sword energy of the debut flew through the air, bringing out a burst of violent airflow, some of which were even more terrifying, turning into a hurricane that was flying forward. You can see the hurricane ignited the high-pressure airflow around it.

Bai Zhiyao glanced at Ye Wuzong beside her and said strangely: "Young Master Ye, do you really want to take the assessment?"

If you really participate...oh, this is too overwhelming for the peers.

To her, the senior brothers and sisters of Jiufeng are indeed powerful, talented and have great popularity! But compared with the young man in black in front of her... Well, what do you think, it seems that they are incomparable.

Ye Wujin kept staring at the little mute, and then he heard Bai Zhiyao's question and answered simply: "I will participate... Miss Bai will not cause trouble, nor will I go up to fight with these disciples in person."

Because there is no need...

His heart is in one heart and he puts it on the little mute. With the eyes of the dignified Nine Nether Sword Emperor, he can't tell that the innate "Little Mute" is the world-famous "Invincible Sword Body"!

This sword body is more mysterious than Ye Qingyun's War King body, because once he is vigorously cultivated, he will not go astray in the way of sword cultivation, and he will be able to cultivate the "sword machine"!

What is a sword machine?

Opportunity!

The darling of the heaven who obtains the innate swordsmanship is a person with endless opportunities among the sword cultivators!

He ended up like this and was inseparable from his grandfather's relationship.

But Ye Wuzong didn't care about these things.

Because the sword machine on the little mute's body was taken away.

It cannot be said that it has taken away all of them, it should be said that it has taken away most of them.

A boy of a few years old can create so many top-grade iron swords like a skilled forge in the countryside. This touched him very much.

Besides, he could see.

The little mute wants to climb the "Swordsmanship", it is not just a matter of intent or just a talk.

He took a step and stepped on the sword path at the gate of the sect.

He also officially entered his own "sword path"!

Unfortunately, a group of people who are in a good fortune can't see what the "unparalleled sword body" is, what the sword machine is, and there is no way to see the good fortune and evil fate in cause and effect.

"That's good, I'm really worried that Mr. Ye would take action..."

Bai Zhiyao smiled sweetly. She didn't say the second half because she didn't know the consequences.

Then, Bai Zhiyao also set off his sword.

She changed into a green streak, four feet long, with a very thin blade, and a green light filled it. It suddenly came out of the sheath, breaking hundreds of feet away, reaching the invisible end of the sword path.

"Bai's sword-controlling technique."

After being improved by Ye Wuzong, he cultivated the sword heart and could control the distance even further.

Everyone was amazed!

Even Qi Yuanjun and Na Lan Zhuo turned around and looked at Bai Zhiyao in surprise.

"Junior Sister Bai has also become one of the great masters of swordsmanship, which is in the middle stage. It seems that we can't take it lightly anymore."

Na Lanzhuo ordered the disciples of Jinglong Peak to draw the sword.

Then, he also set out his sword.

call out--!

A sword brought out a spiral hurricane, and then disappeared instantly.

Looking from afar, you can vaguely see a dazzling purple mysterious sword that has already reached the peak of the sword path!

"Sword King!"

Everyone was extremely surprised!

Ye Wuzong also glanced at the Lan Zhuo and found that the other party was indeed a sword king, but it was only in the early stage.

Qi Yuanjun followed closely.

Soon, flames emerged from the Phoenix Fire Sword, and the purple long sword was inserted into the side of the distance.

Also the King of Swords!

This moment.

The swords of the disciples of Jiufeng are all standing on the sword path, shaking brightly, blooming with brilliant light.

For disciples who are entering the room for examination, this is faith and the real goal of getting the token of disciples in the room!

With the cold and solemn words of the elder of the white robe fell.

"Three incense sticks, now, the entrance examination begins!"

Boom boom boom boom-!

The true qi soaring into the sky was connected together, and a stream of air rose up, and the true qi of various colors filled the sky. Some released the bloody soul, some released the sword intent of cultivation, some took the sword step, and some flew up.
To be continued...