Su Bei walked up step by step. Every time he took a step, he had to fight off an attack that seemed to come from the depths of his soul. Every time, it was the long phantom knife that stretched across the sky, either chopping or slashing.
Su Bei was sweating profusely. He had already walked up thirty steps. He used all his strength to finally defeat this attack. However, when he raised his head, he saw that the road ahead seemed to be endless.
Su Bei sat down cross-legged. The wide stone steps were enough for him to sit down. However, suddenly the long knife appeared again and swiped towards Su Bei's waist.
Su Bei was startled. He stood up and crossed his fists to resist the attack of the long knife. However, he was blocked by the long knife. However, the other person was sent flying by the long knife and fell under the high platform, returning to the original position.
Su Bei was dumbfounded, and he vaguely understood the rules for stepping onto the high platform. Thirty steps, from Su Bei's perspective, was not even a tenth of the way, but it was so difficult.
Su Bei stood under the high platform and looked up. There seemed to be a mist at the top of the high platform. He could not see clearly what was going on on the high platform. The long phantom knife brought deep feelings to Su Bei's soul. Trembling, the bloody aura after the endless killings, and the unrivaled domineering aura.
Su Bei gritted his teeth and felt fierce in his heart. He must stand on the high platform and see the truth in the mist. Maybe then, Su Bei would be able to see the true face of the master of Qiantian Cave Mansion.
Su Bei sat down cross-legged and began to recover his strength. To Su Bei's expectation, the aura of heaven and earth here was much thicker than on the top of the cliff. In just half an hour, Su Bei finished his work and stood up with full energy. .
Su Bei once again walked up to the high platform step by step. The long phantom sword was still slashing at every stone step when Su Bei stepped on it. When Su Bei returned to the thirtieth step again, he stepped on it with more effort. Climb five steps and stand in front of the thirty-sixth step.
Su Bei took a deep breath, slowly raised his foot, and landed firmly on the thirty-sixth step. Boom, his consciousness blurred for a while, and the phantom sword seemed to become clearer. However, the attack became more severe.
Su Bei's soul was trembling. The sword suddenly fell from the void. Su Bei stood there blankly. He was shocked to find that he could not even think of resisting. This was an absolute pressure. , a shock to the soul of Northern Jiangsu.
"No, I, Su Bei, am not afraid of the sky or the earth. I cannot be frightened by a knife." Su Bei yelled in his heart, opening his mouth wide and roaring silently.
Fear often makes people cringe, but without fear, one can move forward without fear. Su Bei roared, getting rid of the shock of the long knife, using all his strength, the wind of his fist was surging, and he struck the long knife with a bang.
The knife shattered, and Su Bei suddenly woke up. Only then did he realize that he seemed to be fished out of the water. Sweat dripped down, soaking the stone steps under his feet.
"What a powerful soul attack." Su Bei sighed secretly and stood tremblingly.
However, Su Bei understood that he no longer had the strength to go up, even if it was just one step, just a step away. In the end, Su Bei gave up calmly, let the long sword hit the high platform again, returned to the starting position, and started again. Meditate to restore physical strength.
In the next few days, Su Bei walked on the high platform step by step. Whenever he could no longer walk, he would let himself be knocked off the high platform with a long knife.
Over and over again, when ten days passed, Su Bei was pleasantly surprised to find that his spiritual power had significantly improved. This was a feeling that could only be understood but could not be expressed. As his spiritual power increased, his speed in meditating to feel the aura of heaven and earth also increased. The same speed up. It used to take half an hour to meditate, but now, a quarter of an hour is enough.
Ten days later, Su Bei had already stepped onto the 72nd stone steps. When he stepped onto the 72nd step, the long knife became clearer and clearer. Su Bei finally saw the long knife clearly for the first time. The color is bright, and the dark blade is engraved with circles of strange patterns.
As the long sword became clearer and clearer, the attack became more fierce. With Su Bei's current soul power, he trembled under the first sword again.
Su Bei understood that the stone steps of this high platform are based on thirty-six. With every thirty-sixth step added, the attack of the long sword will have a qualitative leap. And every time this step is broken, the next thirty-six steps will be It will be relatively easy.
In another five days, Su Bei miraculously jumped thirty-six steps and reached the height of one hundred and eight steps. Su Bei was pleasantly surprised by his progress, and at the same time, he was even more filled with excitement for the master of Qiantian Cave Mansion. of admiration and expectation.
However, when Su Bei jumped one hundred and eight steps, the long sword of the phantom became shorter, but more condensed. Each strike of the sword was enough to cut through the void and kill everything.
Subei's progress slowed down again, for another five days, but the progress was only ten steps.
There is no time in the mountains, and Su Bei doesn't know how long he has stayed in this Qiantian Cave Mansion. He only knows that his hair has grown long and is disheveled on the back of his head, and his beard has also become very long.
In the meantime, Su Bei came out of the cave and caught a lot of big fish in the lake in front of the cave. They all moved back to the cave. What reassured Su Bei most was that Xiao Jin only woke up during this period. Three times, and these three times, Xiao Jin just opened his eyes, looked at Su Bei, and then continued to sleep.
It seems that eating the fire frog's inner elixir and Jiutian Lihuo is enough for Xiao Jin to consume for a long time. Of course, Xiao Jin is no longer a little snake, but has become as thick as a baby's arm, and can no longer coil around Su On Bei's wrist. Su Bei had to challenge the stone steps every day, so he took off Xiao Jin, put it in the corner of the cave, and let it sleep.
Su Bei was now standing at the height of the 300th level. He was full of energy and roared to the sky, but there was no reply from the cave. Su Bei took a firm step upwards and crushed another attack.
One step, one step, another step, down to earth.
The long knife that attacked Su Bei's soul had turned into a five-foot-long, pitch-black blade with circles and cloud-like patterns. However, Su Bei could not see clearly what the handle looked like. Every time he looked carefully, If you want to see the handle of the knife clearly, you will be horrified and feel that your soul will be sucked away by this black knife.
Three hundred and sixty steps, the number of days in the week, Su Bei stood quietly at the 359th step. The stone steps in front of him were clearly visible, but the stage was shrouded in fog. Su Bei stood vigorously. Looking closely, I still can't see everything clearly.
"It seems that only when you take the last step and stand on the high platform can you truly see everything clearly." Su Bei raised his feet and finally stepped on the last stone step, about to stand on the high platform.
Buzz.
That was not a hollow sound coming from the soul, it was a real sound, a knife cry. Su Bei watched in horror as a dark short knife penetrated the fog, and the blade was directed towards him, slashing at him.
A sword slashed out with the short sword and suddenly appeared on the blade. The several-foot-long sword slashed at it with an aura of destruction. Su Bei looked at the sword in horror. Although he was not frightened, he exhaled and let out an angry sound.
drink.
"Cut." During these years, Su Bei fought with the phantom sword every day. The increase in soul power and each attack of the sword shocked Su Bei. Naturally, over time, Su Bei gradually
Understand the law of power operation in long knife attacks.
Turning the fine gold blade into a sword, Su Bei shouted the word "cut", and the same short sword, with the momentum of the sky and the sword of ten feet, was slashed forward.
clang.
The two knives collided, and the dagger issued by Su Bei was shattered by the black dagger without any suspense, turning into pieces of golden aura and dissipating in the air.
Su Bei's eyes widened in anger, and he stepped firmly on the 360th stone step with his right foot, shouting: "Cut, chop, chop, chop..."
A sword of fine gold slashed towards the dark dagger like a moth flying into a flame. When Su Bei slashed ten times in a row, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth, turning into blood mist all over the sky.
Su Bei looked at the pitch-black short knife that was close at hand, and his heart trembled. He saw the handle of the knife, which was simple and unpretentious, as black as the blade. On the handle, there was the same pattern like a cloud pattern, but it was smaller than the blade.
The one above is even more heart-wrenching.
The short knife fell, but suddenly it was stained with the blood mist sprayed by Su Bei. The short knife suddenly emitted endless black brilliance, and the sound of swords sounded as if coming from a distant and unknown place. Su Bei's eyes were blurred.
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The dagger stopped awkwardly in front of Su Bei's face. The next moment, the dagger flew back into the mist leisurely. Su Bei suddenly felt the pressure lighten, and with a push, he was actually standing on the top of the high platform.
The fog cleared, and there was only one person standing on the high platform. Su Bei stood quietly, staring blankly at the black knife handle exposed on the ground in front of him.
"For future generations, I am so lucky, so lucky, hahaha..." The voice that Su Bei had heard appeared again, but there was a wild and uninhibited meaning in his wild laughter.
"Senior." Su Bei was startled, bowed and shouted respectfully.
"For future generations, congratulations on being able to stand on this high platform. Have you seen the handle of the knife in front of you? Pick it up, it will belong to you, and with you, kill immortals and demons, and achieve eternal supremacy."
"Hegemony?" Su Bei secretly laughed, but did not dare to show it openly, but said in confusion: "Senior, what are you..."
Su Bei gradually felt that something was wrong. He could only hear his voice but not see his person, and he often answered questions he asked inappropriately.
"Pick it up, it will belong to you, and it will go with you..." Repeatedly, the man said repeatedly.
Su Bei took a deep breath. He had seen the horror of this knife. If he said he didn't want to own it, it would be a lie. However, looking at the endless black handle and the knife on the handle.
The circle is like a character-like pattern.
A sense of shock came from the soul. This was no better than the shock when he was attacked by the shadow of the knife on the steps. At this time, Su Bei's heart was trembling.
However, possessing a peerless weapon defeated his fear. Su Bei stepped forward and slowly reached out to grab the handle of the knife.
Blade of Heaven.
The moment Su Bei grabbed the handle of the knife, the name of the knife suddenly came to his mind.