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She couldn't lose even if she died. Zi Lingyun surpassed Le Qingcheng. She didn't feel any pain or fatigue, so she went all the way forward, stepping on the stone steps, step by step, without any pause.

Han Kong only saw a bright purple suddenly drifting in front of him, and then passed him and rushed in front of him.

The blood oozes from the boots under her feet, leaving drops of red marks on the stone steps, because she walks too fast, and there is not much blood on each step, so a little, like a light The broken flowers blooming on Ke Jianren's sword resembled the blushes on the face of the white jade that was stained with shame.

Seeing the bright purple moving forward without stopping, Han Kong frowned slightly. It was his opponent. However, at this moment, he suddenly felt that he didn't want to see her so hard. He couldn't help but reminded: "The last ten Steps are the most important thing. Don’t use up your aura now, take your time step by step, and you will be able to reach the top."

The more she consumes, the greater the pressure she admits. She is so desperate now, and it will be extremely difficult for the next ten steps. Even if she could have reached the top, she would lose the opportunity because of the previous desperation.

It only took two days to climb here from the foot of the mountain, but the last ten steps, once the best disciples of the three great swordsmen, took ten days.

It was not one step in a day, but the last step, which took nine days.

However, no one answered Han Kong's advice. He was only four steps away from her. He was sure she could hear it, but she ignored it at all and continued to move forward step by step. The further forward, the greater the pressure, he saw that her shoulders were already trembling slightly, and blood was already flowing under her feet.

This is their path of kendo paved with thorns. Every step of the fall is actually a test and comprehension of kendo, so desperately going forward is okay in the early stage. On the last stone steps, she was greeted by a huge setback, and even destruction that detracted from the heart of kendo. Han Kong shook his head and sighed a pity.

However, at this moment, another person surpassed him. It was not Le Qingcheng who had been following him at the Xianjianmen, but Xuan Rumo, another disciple of the Tianxuanjianmen.

Are the disciples of the Sky Profound Sword Sect so desperate? Do they want to try their luck, thinking that as soon as they enter the Sword Tomb, they will be recognized by the Immortal Sword? Han Kong smiled faintly, and shook his head. He didn't say any more, but moved forward slowly. The many stone steps under his feet are the difficulties he has overcome on the way of swordsmanship. They are whetstones after another, making his sword intent more pure.

As he continued forward. I stepped on a corner of my clothes.

Han Kong lowered his head and saw that Xuan Rumo of the previous Sky Profound Sword Gate was pale and sweating on his forehead. He had opened his arms and sat on the stone steps, bracing himself on the scabbard exhaustedly, gasping for breath. , But his eyes were tightly closed, and the painful expression should be that he had fallen into a kendo predicament. Do not know what to do. So fast, it's self-sufficient.

Han Kong sighed and stepped on the corner of the clothes again to step up a layer of stone steps.

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At the foot of the mountain, Xuan Qing was also looking at the scene on the mountain road, leaving Zi Lingyun aside, Xuan Rumo suddenly rushed forward with all his strength. He secretly said that it is not good, after all, Zi Lingyun cultivation base is there, if you desperately, it is very possible to break through and rush to the past, but the Xuan Ru Mo cultivation level is too low, and he rushes forward like this, it will only be unable to succeed.

Xuan Rumo at this time, there are still eighteen steps from the top of the mountain. However, he closed his eyes and sat there with a pale face, blood was already overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and his body's breath was disturbed, and he suffered serious internal injuries. He was just too impatient, and he didn't want to admit defeat for the sake of the Profound Sky Sword Sect.

Thinking of this, Xuan Qing's eyes were a little wet, but his sentimentality became a topic of laughter from others.

"Why are you disciples of the Profound Sky Sword Sect so impulsive? Didn't you give them any pointers before you went up? Now that you exert so much effort, it will be difficult for you to climb to the top afterwards. That's all for one, and now two or three are like this. ."

After Xuan Rumo, a few disciples of the Sky Profound Sword Sect also started to walk forward quickly. Many of them had been injured. Even though they had taken the pill, how could the injuries caused by the Demon Cultivation during the Tribulation Period be short-lived? Moment to fully recover? They were all wounded, but even so, none of them retreated.

They slowly surpassed the people in front. Although they were not as fast as Zi Lingyun and Xuan Rumo, they were also faster than disciples of other sects. Such fastness fell in the eyes of onlookers and became a joke.

"Could it be that the head of Xuan Sect was also seriously injured, so no one mentioned them?" It was an elder of the Immortal Sword Sect who said this. "Elder Xuanqing, True Person Zixiao, could you forget it too? Or did you just forget it? No need to fight for it?"

Xuan Qing turned her head to look at him, then rolled her eyes, and exhaled a sour odor. The man was sprayed on his face without being wary.

Xuan Qing curled his lips and said, "It's up to you."

"You stinky bull nose, dirty and stinky." The elder Xianjianmen's face was pale, and he threw his sleeves and stood aside, only to provoke the head Ling Yun to glance at him, and he stopped talking, but looked at it intently. Mountain road.

Jin Zhongliang has never come back, Ling Yun's heart is anxious and panicked, how can he bother to listen to them bickering.

At this moment, someone said: "Hey, that kid is standing up."

Le Qingcheng surpassed Xuan Rumo, and more and more disciples surpassed him. He felt gusts of wind passing over him, and some even stepped on the hem of his clothes, and another stepped on his foot. He doesn't want to stop here, he can't stop here. He stood up swayingly, holding the flying sword, without opening his eyes, he moved forward again.

"That kid actually used the flying sword in his hand as a walking stick. The flying sword was Jian Xiu's life, and it was used by him to explore the way." A disciple whispered, those voices made Xuan Qing's face more ugly, but when he was anxious, I remembered what someone said to him in the past.

"You are too emotional, that's why you have been stagnant."

Yes, he is indeed too emotional, he cares about the Sky Profound Sword Sect, his disciples, and everyone in the gate. He can't see through and can't break it. If he becomes a mighty power, he has to abandon all this. Then why should he stand alone on the top of the mountain?

The scenery is good though. There is only one person, but also lonely. Xuan Qing looked at Xuan Rumo's swaying figure, looked at the wound on his body cut by the sword Qi, only felt that his heart was also tightly grasped. The elders of other sects hope that those disciples will survive to the end, even if they die, they must climb up. However, at this time, he really wanted to tell Xuan Rumo, don't hold on, those sword wounds have made him a blood man.

Not only Xuan Rumo, but also the disciples of the Sky Profound Sword Sect, as long as they try their best. Every disciple is their hope, so you don't have to fight your life here.

Xuanqing's face was ugly, and the real Zi Xiao wasn't much better, Zi Lingyun had already moved forward to ten steps, she was at this time. Standing in place, his body was a little squashed. The aura is exhausted, is she going to be unable to hold it anymore?

However, at this moment, everyone heard a scream, and then they saw Zi Lingyun take out the flute and slowly played it under the pressure. The sound of the flute rushed into the sky, splitting her on the way. thorns. She stepped up a step, playing the flute, and took another step forward.

In just an instant, she actually took two steps. And there, there are the last ten stone steps close to the sword mound. At this time, Han Hai Sword School Han Kong was still in the position of the eleventh step. And Le Qingcheng of the Fairy Sword Gate was in the thirteenth step.

Neither Fairy Sword Gate nor Hanhai Sword Sect wanted to see this situation.

"God, she took four steps forward."

"Again, another step!"

"Gosh, she only has three steps left."

In the blink of an eye, she took seven steps in a row. And now, with only three steps left, Zi Lingyun can reach the top.

Both Master Zi Xiao and Xuan Qing's hearts hung tightly, because they were seriously injured. At this time, the elders at the foot of the mountain were the only two of them, both of them staring at the top of the mountain without blinking.

At this time, Jiang Yunya, who was sitting under the tree, also opened his eyes. He raised his head and looked at the figure on the top of the mountain.

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Previously, Han Kong advised Zi Lingyun not to be anxious, but at this time he himself was anxious. After taking a few steps unsteadily, he found it difficult to move forward. His legs were too heavy to be lifted, and the action of raising the legs made him feel anxious. The aura that has been carefully controlled in the body is rapidly depleted.

This situation fell in the eyes of the elder Chen of the Hanhai Sword Sect, which naturally caused his face to change drastically, "Do not be impulsive." It's just that he can't make it through, that Kendo can only be climbed once, and there is a strict age limit.

"God!" There was another sensation in the crowd, just because in this short period of time, Zi Lingyun, she took a step forward again. The bright purple floated on the high mountain, and the melodious flute sound passed to everyone's ears, which shocked their hearts.

At this time, even Ling Yun, the head of the Immortal Sword Sect, couldn't help but look sideways. Could it be that this time, the Sky Profound Sword Sect could perform miracles? He looked at Le Qingcheng, who was standing on the ninth step, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

If Jin Zhongliang was there, at this time, perhaps he was only one step away from the top of the mountain.

Thinking of this, Ling Yun shook his head. It's too early to say anything. The last two steps of the disciple of the Profound Sword Sect that day, I'm afraid it won't be so easy. NS.

And Le Qingcheng was not impatient or impatient from beginning to end, and she was the one with the best strength at this time. She still had hope, and hoped that she would be the first to reach the top of the mountain.

At this moment, a huge black shadow passed by, could it be an attack by the magic road? Impossible, they didn't feel any magic.

The shadow obscured the sky, and it was actually a Kunpeng.

"Head, I'm late." A loud voice came from Kunpeng. Ling Yun's tight face suddenly relaxed when he heard this voice. It was a relaxation from the inside out, first the corners of the mouth were slightly bent, and then the smile But he couldn't stop the expansion. Later, he didn't want to cover up, but laughed, "It's fine to come back, no later than no later."

He is still alive, he is back.

Jin Zhongliang jumped from Kunpeng, and his master came down with him. If it weren't for the master's lead, he would not know where the sword grave was.

When they landed, the huge Kunpeng turned into a swan size and fell on the ground, while Kunpeng's body was squatting with a golden mouse. This combination is amazing.

"Head, elder, master, I'll go first." After Jin Zhongliang finished speaking, he went to the mountain road and stepped up the first step. His movements were very fast, and the speed of his forward movement was stunned.

At this moment, Jiang Yunya, who had been sitting, also moved.

Naturally, his movements drew countless ridicules again, but when he saw the speed of his advancement, those loud ridicules all disappeared and turned into whispers. In the end, there was no sound.

Because Jiang Yunya was also fast, he even followed Jin Zhongliang closely.