I saw Xuanyuan Potian already standing on the third step. His tall and strong body gave people a strong visual shock, as if he was looking down at the sky.
However, if you observe carefully, you will find that Xuanyuan Potian's body has begun to tremble slightly, as if he is contending with some kind of force.
Xuanyuan Potian raised his right foot again and walked up the stairs. In an instant, an extremely powerful storm force surged out of the void, crushing everything and bombarding him, trying to destroy his body.
"Kill!" Xuanyuan Potian shouted violently, veins appeared on his arms, his strength surged again, and he punched out. The terrifying power disintegrated the storm bit by bit, and he successfully stepped onto the fourth step with his right foot.
Without any pause, Xuanyuan Potian raised his left foot, and with his strong body, he lifted it to the fourth floor.
The fourth step is successfully stepped on.
However, even though Xuanyuan Potian was standing on the fourth step, his body was shaking violently, swaying like fallen leaves in the strong wind.
I saw that Xuanyuan Potian's face was extremely ferocious at this time, his eyes were scarlet, his facial muscles were twisted, and his whole body was trembling, as if he was about to fall down in the next moment.
It's hard to imagine how much power he is experiencing.
"You should have also seen that this pavilion is blessed by the power of wind. There are nine steps. Each step is more powerful than the next. Especially starting from the fourth level, the power increases exponentially." Ximen Guyan suddenly said.
Qin Xuan's eyes flickered, this pavilion was indeed not as simple as it looked, and he couldn't help but respect Ximen Guyan even more.
It was just a pavilion, but he transformed it into a training place. He used the power of wind to temper his body. His methods were so profound that it was awe-inspiring.
After a while, Xuanyuan Potian finally adapted to the strength of the fourth floor steps, stood firmly on the steps, and looked towards the fifth floor.
I saw a flash of fanaticism in his eyes, licked his tongue and head, and raised his right foot again, as if he was going to challenge the fifth floor.
At this moment, a look of nervousness appeared on the faces of Qin Xuan and others. Xuanyuan Potian wants to challenge the fifth level. Can he succeed?
I saw Xuanyuan Potian's right foot stepping towards the fifth step. Before he landed on the step, a light blue light suddenly shone in the pavilion. In an instant, a storm that destroyed everything swept out and blasted downwards.
Kill and go.
Xuanyuan Potian's expression suddenly changed. Before he could react, an extremely violent force hit him. His chest seemed to be pressed by a huge boulder. It was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.
The next moment, everyone saw a figure flying backwards from the steps and landing heavily on the ground in an extremely embarrassed state.
"Did you still fail?" Qin Xuan's heart trembled.
Xuanyuan Potian practiced the body refining method of Xuanyuan Palace, but still stopped at the fourth level, which shows how difficult the fifth level is.
Ximen Guyan looked at this scene, nodded slightly, and stepped onto the fourth floor on his first try. Xuanyuan Potian's performance was already outstanding.
"Ahem." A faint cough sounded, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
Xuanyuan Potian stood up in disgrace, patted the dust on his body vigorously, and murmured: "Damn it, it's so difficult to climb these broken stairs."
"..." Everyone was speechless for a while. They were originally worried that Xuanyuan Potian would be seriously injured, but now it seems that they were worried too much, and nothing happened at all!
Of course, this does not mean that the power of the pavilion is not strong. After all, not everyone has a body as terrifying as Xuanyuan Potian's and has super strong resilience.
Xuanyuan Potian walked towards this side, his eyes swept over Qin Xuan and Jian, a hint of joking flashed in his eyes, and said: "Which one of you will go first?"
Qin Xuan was about to speak, but Jian had already walked out first and walked straight towards the pavilion. When Xuanyuan Potian challenged him, he couldn't wait.
Seeing that Jian had already walked towards the pavilion, Qin Xuan said nothing and continued to wait where he was. He was also curious about how far Jian could go.
"Father, at which level do you think the sword will stop?" Ximen Bingyue asked softly to Ximen Guyan.
Ximen Guyan glanced at her lightly and said, "I don't know where he will stop, but he must be better than you."
"How partial." Ximen Guyan said bitterly, turning his head away, too lazy to say another word.
Qin Xuan saw that Yan Qing had been silent. Thinking of what Jian had said to him before, his expression became strange again. Could it be true?
"Hey, why have you suddenly become so quiet?" Qin Xuan said via voice message.
"Would you please be quiet?" Yan Qing responded lightly, but did not look at Qin Xuan.
"Okay." Qin Xuan said helplessly, then looked at the sword.
The speed of the sword was very fast. When he reached the first step, a sword energy burst out from his body that shot straight to the sky. The sword whistle was extremely loud and resounded in the air.
Obviously, the way he walked was different from that of Xuanyuan Potian. Xuanyuan Potian chose to climb the steps with his physical body, while he chose to use his sword energy to clear the way.
I saw the sword finger pointing forward, and the sword energy slashed forward, tearing the space apart, as if opening a path for him. He stepped forward, as if stepping on flat ground, and walked up to the first floor easily.
"This..." Ximen Bingyue was completely dumbfounded, wasn't it? How could he be so relaxed? Didn't they board the same pavilion?
Ximen Bingyue looked at Ximen Guyan again and asked: "Am I your biological daughter?"
As soon as these words came out, Ximen Guyan was stunned for a moment, stared at her, and said, "What do you think?"
"I don't think so. How could they be so strong? Am I really weak?" Ximen Bingyue said a little disappointed.
She originally thought that her talent was very strong and that few people of her age could match it. However, she discovered today that there were many people who were better than her.
Hearing Ximen Bingyue's disappointed words, Ximen Guyan's expression suddenly became serious, and he said solemnly: "You are arrogant and lazy by nature. When will you really practice seriously? Although talent is important, what is more important is acquired practice.
"
Ximen Guyan's voice was like a thunderbolt from the blue, exploding in Ximen Bingyue's head. She looked at Ximen Guyan with a dazed look, as if she had realized something.
She has grown up with the aura of being the jewel in Ximen Guyan's palm since she was a child. She has so high aspirations, but she has not really focused on her practice. Now she is not as good as others, which seems understandable.
"I understand." Ximen Bingyue nodded slightly. Unusually, he didn't say much, but looked at the sword in front of him seriously.
Ximen Guyan looked at his daughter's expression, and a smile appeared deep in his eyes.
It seems that letting these little guys come here is the right thing to do, and this girl can finally get serious.
On the steps, a figure in black walked forward with difficulty, surrounded by endless terrifying sword energy. A powerful and boundless sword spirit enveloped the sword's body, resisting the power of the storm coming from all directions.
The black robe was flying, the sword was vibrating, and the sharp sword whistling sound was constantly coming from the void. The sword stood proudly on the steps, with a thin body, but revealed a peerless grace.
At this time, Jian was also standing on the fourth floor of the stairs, looking at the fifth floor. Although the distance between the two floors of stairs was extremely close, they seemed to be separated by an endless distance and could not step on it.
Xuanyuan Potian looked at the sword attentively. He had stopped at the fourth level before, not knowing whether the sword could break through.
I saw both hands stretching out the sword, and a white light shone in the sky. The light was extremely dazzling and piercing, and it turned out to be a sword.
The sword is rarely shown in front of people, but at this time, he took out the sword.
I saw the right hand of the sword stretched forward, holding the sword suspended in front of me. The tip of the sword pointed diagonally forward, and an extremely terrifying sword intent roared out, as if it had turned into a giant beast from the wild, ferocious and terrifying, killing.
everything.
"High-grade spiritual weapon!" A bright light flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes. The sword in his hand was actually a high-grade spiritual weapon. The quality was extremely good!
Xuanyuan Potian sighed softly and said with emotion: "If I had known this, I would have used my weapons, and maybe I could still struggle."
"If you can become one with the weapon and your soul, you can indeed struggle, but can you do it?" A plain voice came, and naturally it was Ximen Guyan who spoke.
After the words fell, Xuanyuan Potian suddenly became extremely embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Don't pay attention, I'm just talking."
After being reminded by Ximen Potian, Qin Xuan immediately understood something. When he looked at the sword again, a bright light suddenly flashed in his eyes, as if he suddenly became enlightened.
For a sword, it is by no means as simple as a weapon, but more like a partner, a partner who depends on each other for life and death. The two have long been integrated into one, regardless of each other. The person is the sword, and the sword is the person.
It is very difficult to reach this level. At least Qin Xuan has only seen Jian do it so far.
With a loud sword chant, the sword stepped forward suddenly, its momentum surged, and the sword in his hand bloomed with a bright sword's brilliance. The light continued to expand, covering the sword's body. At this time, the sword seemed to have truly transformed into a peerless sword.
, sharpened.
"Such a strong sword intention." Qin Xuan's heart stirred up a storm. The sword at this moment was too strong. It truly made the human sword merge into one, not just the body, but also the soul.
"This son has a very strong character and first-class talent. If nothing happens, he will achieve extraordinary things in the future." Ximen Guyan thought to himself.
The whole body of the sword was bathed in the glory of the endless sword, and the momentum was like a rainbow. He allowed the surrounding storm to bombard his body, but he still moved forward. Finally, his right foot stepped on the fifth step, and then his left foot also went up.
When Jian stood on the fifth step, his aura seemed to have reached a peak, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, as if he wanted to completely release the sword intention in his heart.
"What a monster." Xuanyuan Potian exclaimed. Although he had kept his hand before, he didn't keep his sword. If he really fought, he might not be able to win.
Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling sound, and Jian's figure quickly retreated, but his expression remained calm, even more calm than Xuanyuan Potian.