Chapter 1866 Draw

"It's not a wise move to enter the Fengjian Tower at this moment."

An old man sighed, causing everyone to nod their heads in agreement.

Although Sword Twelve didn't get through the Fengjian Pagoda, it was quite powerful to get through the third floor. Many long-established kendo people couldn't do it.

In this case, no matter who entered the Fengjian Tower behind him, it would be compared by everyone.

If it surpasses, it is nothing, if it is not as good as Sword Twelve, it will be a shame.

In the eyes of everyone, getting through the third floor was already incredible, and Ling Xian could not surpass Jian Twelve.

"Isn't it wise..."

Listening to the discussion behind her, Ling Xian smiled lightly, walking calmly without pausing.

Whether he is wise or not depends on whether he can surpass Sword Twelve. If he does, no matter how stupid he is, it is wise.

What's more, he doesn't care about everyone's opinion, what he cares about is the top-quality sword quenching stone.

Although it is not as good as the Fengjian Stone, this thing is also a rare thing, and it can make the sword of Dao Dao sharp.

Therefore, Ling Xian did not hesitate at all, and walked into the Fengjian Pagoda.

As soon as you enter the Fengjian Tower, the first thing you see is not Jianyi, but an old man with a smile on his face.

He looked at Ling Xian with a smile, as if he was looking at a white spirit stone.

"One million spirit stones, right?" Ling Xian smiled, waved his sleeves, and millions of spirit stones appeared.

Seeing this, the old man's smile grew stronger and stronger, and said, "Young Master, please come in."

Saying that, he moved out of the way, and the light curtain behind him dissipated.

Seeing this, Ling Xian stepped out and stepped over the light curtain.

Suddenly, the murderous intention came, and the ice cold added.

I saw two human-shaped phantoms appearing, both holding swords in their right hands, like gods.

That sword intent swept across the eight deserts, and it was cold and sharp, which made the scalp numb and shudder.

At the same time, Ling Xian's three powers were sealed.

The only thing that can be used is the Sword Intent of the Wind that the Nine Swords Elder passed on to him.

"One enemy two..."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, not panicking.

Although he couldn't use other powers, what Jiujian old man passed on to him was not only sword intent, but also a kind of supreme supernatural power.

At the moment, he condensed the wind into a sword and pointed at two phantoms.

brush!

The sword glow broke through the sky, the killing intent was shocking, and the shadow sword on the left was like a big wave of the Yangtze River, surging and continuous.

The phantom sword on the right is like a raging fire, violent and fiery, and extremely terrifying.

The two kinds of sword intents are powerful, and if it were an ordinary person, they would probably be stiff and motionless, and they would not even have the courage to fight back.

"Jian Twelve can pass the first floor, so can I."

Ling Xian chuckled lightly, fighting two phantoms with the sword intent of the wind.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them had already fought a hundred moves. If they were placed outside, they would be shaken and devastated.

The phantom sword on the left is endless, and the phantom sword on the right is mad. The two attack and defend one after another.

However, it was unable to suppress Ling Xian.

His sword was too fast, no matter if it was a violent fire sword or an endless water sword, it couldn't stop him from attacking.

"Disappear."

Indifferent words fell, Ling Xianfeng sword broke through the air, and the peerless edge was fully displayed, and the two swords were broken clean.

At the same time, the two human-shaped phantoms also dissipated, which meant that he got through the first floor.

Immediately, a silver-white stone emerged, releasing a soft and bright light.

It is the quenching sword stone.

"It really is a top-quality sword-hardening stone, much better than the one you got in the ring."

Ling Xian smiled with satisfaction, and took the sword quenching stone in his pocket.

Then, he climbed the steps and came to the second floor.

The same as the first floor, the moment you set foot, the murderous intention comes, and the sword is added.

The difference is that there is one more phantom, in other words, there is one more sword intent.

brush!

Three phantoms shot out, showing their sharp edges, splitting the earth and opening the sky.

Even if he is as strong as Ling Xian, his expression is a little dignified.

Judging from the number, there is only one more sword intent, but in fact, the difficulty has doubled!

Therefore, Ling Xian did not dare to be careless at all, he turned the wind into a sword and fought against it.

Brush brush!

The sword light whistled, Qi penetrated the rainbow, and the three sword intents intertwined, forming an airtight attack net, suppressing Ling Xian.

However, it only seems to be suppressed, in fact, Ling Xian is not at a disadvantage.

He looked as usual, dealt with it calmly, and showed everyone's demeanor.

In the blink of an eye, one hundred strokes have passed.

Although the three phantoms cooperated seamlessly, they were dead after all.

And Ling Xian is experienced in hundreds of battles and has quite a lot of fighting experience, so he finally defeated them one by one with the wind sword.

The phantom dissipated, the divine stone appeared, and another top-quality sword-hardening stone was embraced, making Ling Xian show a satisfied smile.

"One million spirit stones can be exchanged for two top-quality sword quenching stones. It's a good deal. Do you want to go out and do it again?"

Ling Xian smiled brightly, and then took a big step to the third floor.

It's no different from the second floor, it's still a sudden killing intent, and it's still an extra sword intent.

This made Ling Xian's expression dignified, but he was not flustered or afraid.

In terms of quantity, the four sword intents are indeed dominant, but their strength is similar to Ling Xian's wind sword intent.

In this case, the comparison is actually a move and an experience.

The phantom has no sanity. Although the sword moves are exquisite, only that kind of change can easily be seen through.

On the other hand, Ling Xian is experienced in hundreds of battles and has extremely rich fighting experience.

Therefore, although he was suppressed at first, after a thousand moves, he broke the four phantoms one by one.

"It's not too difficult."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, took the top-grade sword quenching stone from the third floor, and then climbed to the fourth floor.

…

Outside the Fengjian Pagoda, most people meditate to cultivate and feel the meaning of the sword.

A few people gathered together to chat, and the topic was how many floors Ling Xian could break into.

It was not long before Ling Xian entered, so they did not pay attention to Fengjian Pagoda.

While they were chatting, one of them suddenly caught a glimpse of the second floor of the Fengjian Pagoda from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Look, the second floor is lit up!"

"what?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and looked at Fengjian Pagoda subconsciously, and then became even more stunned.

Just because the second floor was really bright, it meant that Ling Xian passed the first floor!

This surprised everyone present, but soon, they returned to normal.

Sword Twelve Pearl Jade is in front, just to get through the first floor, everyone will naturally not be shaken.

But after a while, everyone couldn't sit still, and they all showed a bit of shock.

Just because the third floor lights up, it means that Ling Xian has got through the second floor.

What shocked everyone even more was that half an hour later, the fourth floor was lit up, which meant that Ling Xian got through the third floor and tied with Sword Twelve!

"Where is this fierce man? He was able to pass the third floor and tie with Sword Twelve!"

"Strong enough, I thought he would lose face."

"Now, it's not him who is embarrassed. Maybe it will be Jian Twelve."

There was a lot of discussion, and it was hard to hide the shock.

Sword Twelve is the same.

Originally sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes, he opened his eyes now, a little surprised and a little nervous.

Ling Xian has already reached the fourth floor. If he passes, he, who is originally a pearl, will be reduced to a foil.