She stared coldly at the thin man in front of her, and she recognized him.

  Kui Feng, with an unknown origin, excels at the "Little Ghost Sword" and has a mysterious ghostly evasion technique. He is one of the top contenders in this year's Dongfu Sword Trial.

  A gust of black wind, wearing a black robe made of unknown material, so dark that it didn't have any luster. He was tall and thin, with emaciated hands like twigs, his eyes were gloomy and sinister, and his whole body emitted a thick and heavy yin energy.

  Neither of them was a person who liked nonsense, their eyes collided in mid-air for an instant, and the two suddenly launched at the same time.

  Slender fingers slightly raised, snow-white and delicate five fingers, lightly grasping at the void.

  The ghostly wind only felt that the scenery in front of him suddenly distorted, the sky and earth rotated, and a strong sense of dizziness struck.

  Polar Sword!

  Although there is no sword in hand, the magnetic pole sword intent still has a mighty power.

  The ghostly wind let out a cold hum, and the sharp eyes like an eagle's narrowed slightly, without seeing any movement, he disappeared from his original spot.

  Slender fingers transformed into sword-like claws, slashing through the air beside his body!

  A white bony ghost sword suddenly stabbed out of thin air. The sword and finger seemed to have an appointment, colliding with incredible accuracy.

  She let out a low hum, and unexpectedly, the opponent compressed all his sword intent into the tip of the sword. As their swords touched, she suffered an unseen loss. The gloomy, icy sword intent drilled into her body through her fingertips, causing her to feel her body stiffen.

  Bai Gu Jing Jian, the entire body is a ghastly white, it's unknown what kind of white bone was used to refine and create it. The sword guard is an intact skull, with its mouth open just enough to grip the blade, four sharp curved canine teeth interlocking, in the empty eye sockets, two yellow bean-sized ghost fires lightly flicker. The hilt is made from seven copper coins arranged in a row, woven together with straw rope.

  This white bone ghost sword also doesn't know what name it has, but one look and you'll know it's not an ordinary product.

  Behind the black veil, a hint of anger flashed in her eyes. She had rarely been at a disadvantage after a single collision with someone.

  She was at a disadvantage without using the flying sword, although she was reluctant in her heart, she still took out a black flying sword. She had originally planned that before the new flying sword was successfully refined, she did not intend to use the flying sword again.

  Although this flying sword in her hand was called "Black Obsidian" and its quality was excellent, it didn't quite suit her sword techniques.

  For a woman who strives for perfection in everything, an imperfect flying sword is one she would rather not use.

  She was angry not because she had been taken advantage of, but because her opponent forced her to use the flying sword that she didn't want to use.

  The ghostly wind struck, gaining the upper hand. From now on, it would be a relentless pursuit, not giving her any chance to catch her breath. If it were an ordinary day, she could have taken her time to deal with it, but today, she still had to go find Zuo Mo! She wasn't particularly interested in the sword-testing conference, but whether or not Zuo Mo could enter the top ten was related to the forging of her new flying sword.

  She needs a quick decision!

  She lightly flipped the hilt of "Obsidian" upwards, with the sword tip pointing up, standing upright in front of her. The scenery around her body suddenly warped and distorted, but she alone, positioned at the very center, remained calm and unaffected.

  At this moment, Hakuren's Bone Sword stabbed out from the void in front of Su Mian!

  Unmoved by worldly temptations.

  Seeing that the opponent didn't show any intention to dodge, Gui Feng was slightly surprised, but his hand holding the Bone Sword didn't hesitate at all. The skull-shaped sword tip emitted a mournful whistling sound, like countless resentful spirits wailing, capturing people's hearts. This one sword strike would leave no chance for survival if it hit its mark.

  The flying sword was incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had almost reached Su's veil on her face. Gui Feng felt a slight joy in his heart, but he was also filled with doubt - could it be that Su was not even worth striking?

  This time, the gathering of masters is a grand affair, and among those who are highly anticipated, two people are particularly mysterious. One is Su, and the other is Gui Feng. The origins of these two individuals are unknown, and no one could have predicted that these two most enigmatic and intriguing contestants would end up as opponents.

  Hit the nail on the head!

  The ghostly wind was unpleasant and startling in his heart. Although his eyes clearly saw the stab, the bone sword in his hand did not have any feeling of stabbing into a real place.

  No good!

  In a state of shock, the ghostly wind suddenly retreated swiftly.

  The bone sword inexplicably swept past the three-inch position of her plain white veil, and the gloomy cold air made her feel a little uncomfortable, but she didn't even blink.

  With a black obsidian sword in hand, he made a swift turn and held it horizontally across his chest. His left hand stood upright with a single palm, his eyebrows furrowed in contemplation, and from his mouth, three syllables were rapidly uttered.

  She started fighting back!

  Zuo Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the symbol array in front of him with satisfaction.

  A small pond about half an acre in size was completely enclosed by him, becoming the center of the Fu array. Although the water flow is much weaker than that of lakes and rivers, it is enough for him. Moreover, being completely enclosed within the array, he doesn't have to worry about others destroying it.

  Seven green flags the size of a palm, along the edge of the puddle, echoing each other.

  These seven small flagpoles were made of third-grade Qingmu wood, while the flag surface was woven from third-grade Tiancan silk and engraved with Fu Zhen. These seven flagpoles of Qingmu wood are like the seven roots, drawing water from the water pan to transform into the power of Mu.

  Around each of the seven green wooden flags, seven second-grade small bronze lion-headed incense burners were arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper, guarding the green wooden flag and forming a second-grade "Li Huo Fu Zhen" array.

  Next to each of the seven dan furnaces, twelve jade plates that had been refined were inserted beside them. The twelve jade plates were connected to each other with extremely fine red gold threads, and a very delicate red gold thread net covered the seven bronze dan furnaces, forming a complete "Three Turns Fire Array".

  Forty-nine small dan furnaces, flashing with a faint glow, responded to each other and formed another talisman - the "Great Departure Fire Talisman".

  Borrowing the power of Water to move, assisting Wood to move, and transforming into Fire!

  "The Fire Separation Array" is not a high-level array, generally speaking, most low-grade alchemy furnaces are engraved with this type of array. "The Great Fire Separation Array" has a higher rank than the "Fire Separation Array", and is usually composed of two or more fire separation arrays.

  The "Great Departed Fire Talisman Array" set up by Zuo Mo, consists of seven departed fire talismans! Moreover, they are also strengthened by the power of Chong Shu Wood Movement and reinforced through three cycles of fire arrays.

  How intense flames can it produce?

  Zuo Mo's heart was filled with anticipation, and he regretted not being able to find someone to try it out on.

  The entire puddle was transformed into a gigantic furnace by Zuo Mo. It's imaginable that the firepower of this furnace would reach an extremely terrifying level. However, he didn't know what kind of extent it could reach either. In his previous attempts, he had used the most ordinary and cheapest materials, and the power they produced was quite satisfactory to him.

  The "Great Firebreak Array" in front of him was almost entirely composed of countless crystal stones, most of which he had bought last time at the Duobao Flying Pavilion.

  He then picked out a bundle of three-foot-long large iron nails from the piled-up small mountain and carried them on his shoulder, with his right hand holding an extremely large hammer!

  Zuo Mo's eyes shone with a faint, eerie glow, and he chuckled, "This is just the beginning..."

  Chang Heng strolled along the mountain path with a carefree air, as if treading on green grass, his expression still carrying a hint of laziness. From time to time, he stopped and gazed at Wei Sheng and Gu Rongping in the distance, who were enthusiastically competing.

  Occasionally, he would see one or two cultivators, and when he saw them, they would turn around and run away as if they had seen a ghost. He didn't even bother to chase after them, and instead continued walking on his own. In the previous two rounds of trials, his opponents all ended up with severe injuries! One had to lie in bed for half a year, while another had to lie in bed for eight months.

  For the vast majority of participants, they would rather encounter Gu Yongping than Chang Heng. This is actually a choice between losing and being seriously injured for half a year, and most people naturally prefer to lose the game rather than be seriously injured.

  Anyone who can move around as freely as Chang Heng is a master with absolute confidence in their own abilities. Ordinary participants mostly find a place to hide and wait. The longer they persist, the higher their ranking will be. This simple truth is understood by everyone. Cultivators who have reached this level are not lacking in patience.

  Chang Heng finally met a cultivator who didn't run away without seeing him.

  A cultivator who looked very ordinary, and had not left any impression on Chang Heng in previous competitions. With a yellow face and garlic nose, wearing a short combat outfit, the opponent appeared to be quite calm, staring at him with great interest.

  He suddenly sniffed his nose and tilted his head, muttering to himself: "There's a familiar smell."

  The other party's expression was stunned for a moment, and then revealed an ecstatic look.

  He often didn't know why the other person was so happy, just like he didn't know why there would be a familiar scent on the other person's body. But he also couldn't be bothered to ask, his right hand directly reaching for the copper ring at the center of his own collarbone.

  The sound of swords and bones scraping against each other was heard again, a chilling scene reappeared.

  The bright red blood sword was slowly pulled out from the collarbone.

  Often, I find that the cultivators opposite me stare at the Blood Spider Sword, the look of manic joy on their faces disappearing, replaced by what seems to be disappointment.

  Disappointment?

  For some reason, a smile often floated at the corner of his mouth. His short hair was as hard as iron wire and like a forest of swords, also carrying a hint of murderous intent.

  Luo Li carefully concealed himself in a mountain valley, compared to the calmness of his senior brother and the carefreeness of Chang Heng, he had to be much more cautious. Sitting cross-legged at the very center of the mountain pass, his flying sword floated quietly beside him, its tip pointing upwards, his eyes tightly closed as he cultivated the sword intent in his chest.

  He is like a hunter waiting by the tree stump for rabbits, any enemy that appears at the entrance of the valley will face his long-prepared thunderbolt.

  Looking back on his past arrogance, he was like a bystander, calmly examining himself. Originally intending to use the "Invisible Sword Manual" and "Empty Sword Manual" to restore the "Invisible Empty Sword Manual", but inadvertently took another path, one that belonged to him alone.

  Although his talent was not as outstanding as Wei Sheng's, he had his own strengths. Before Zuo Mo appeared on the left, he was always the most talented disciple of the Empty Sword Sect. However, due to his favored treatment, his personality gradually became arrogant and looked down on everything, and people also became more superficial. But Zuo Mo's one move was like a morning drum and an evening bell, which suddenly awakened him.

  Luoyi, who had woken up, became exceptionally diligent and hardworking, and began to show off his talent.

  The greatest beneficiary of the opening of this gate is Luo Li. As for what Wei Sheng obtained from his trip to the Sword Cave, no one knows clearly, but the Great Master Brother was not interested in other classics at all. Zuo Mo was only interested in alchemy and talismans, except for flipping through "Ice Crystal Sword Manual", he didn't even bother to flip through other sword manuals.

  Luo Li is different.

  He racked his brains over the "Empty Sword Manual" and the "Formless Sword Manual", but to no avail. In desperation, he had to seek another way out, like a starving man searching for food, he pondered almost all the sword manuals of his school, hoping to gain some inspiration from them.

  Especially the four-product sword keys such as "Cloud Sword Key", "Red Flame Sword Key" and "Green Liu Sword Key", he was even more tirelessly pondering and thinking. Who would have thought that by relying on these three sword keys, he actually merged the "Empty Sword Key" and the "Formless Sword Key"?

  It is simply a reorganized version of Jian Jue, different from Wu Kong Jian Jue.

  He named it "I'm Gone"!

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