Trial tower,

With Su Fan waved his hand, the thirty-six short swords dispersed by the Wanyun Shuttle suddenly turned into a swimming fish and passed through exquisite arcs in the air.

The "swimming fish" flew over the back of the last surviving silver-backed monkey, bringing up a bunch of blood.

The silver-backed monkey couldn't help but scream again!

"No, no, this feels too deliberate." Su Fan frowned, his fingers slightly opened, and the thirty-six short swords dispersed instantly, rushing towards the silver-backed ape with a strange but different arc.

The silver-backed ape wanted to escape, but thirty-six short swords flashed across its left leg and directly cut one of its legs.

"boom!"

The silver-backed ape roared in humiliation. It glanced at its companion's corpse, with sadness and evil spirits all over it.

It is the longest living among its companions, not because it is the strongest, but because the hateful human being is using it as a test piece, and it wishes to tear this human to pieces!

"Forget it, I won't tease you anymore." Su Fan blinked his finger and a short sword passed through the head of the silver-backed monkey.

“1300 points!”

Su Fan took a look at the points ranking, felt the strong and weak aura coming from the mountains and forests, and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

"Sure enough, the first talisman Tianblade was already very difficult." Su Fan was thinking about what to do next, "It is because the solid runes are missing, but the main composition of the sky blade is still the other three runes. I have dismantled it into eighteen types of weapon tactics, but I still can't find the fit."

Although he is only in the stage of engraving runes, he has begun to comprehend the first talisman diagram.

The Tianbian pursues extreme sharpness, and its running trajectory is also the simplest aggressive rune arrangement. But even so, Su Fan still dismantled eighteen running trajectories from the talisman diagram, and each running trajectory can form a separate weapon tactic.

However, these eighteen types of weapon tactics are still somewhat difficult for him now.

"It is said that the talisman was formed, but in fact it is just a formation. Could it be that I had a problem with dismantling it?" Su Fan's brain was always running, only a small part of his spirit was splitting to explore the situation outside.

"The first fish swim array that was disassembled was actually the edge trajectory of the Tianbian, and the second scattered sword array corresponds to the Qi-power cutting trajectory of the Tianbian... But after disassemblying it alone, I always feel that it loses its charm."

If anyone knew that Su Fan had actually dismantled the Heavenly Blade Talisman to 18 kinds of trajectories, he would have been scared long ago.

What kind of monster is this that can dismantle a complete talisman in pieces when the fifth grade of the mountain is opened?

I'm afraid that only a ninth-grade immortal cultivator can do such a method, right?

"There are thirteen green-eyed wind wolfs here!" Thirty-six short swords flying up and down around Su Fan suddenly turned into a wisp of breeze, with the arc of "S", flying towards the thirteen green-eyed wind wolfs that were only fourth-grade.

In less than half a minute, these green-eyed wind wolf fell to the ground one after another.

"This wind blade array is taken from the scattering trajectory of the Qi-power scattered in the Heavenly Blade Talisman..." Su Fan shook his head, "Is there too few short swords of Youyunsuo? Can't they combine them together for comparison?"

Su Fan was not as crazy as others when he hunted mutant beasts. Instead, he kept experimenting with the eighteen weapons and tactics he had split out during the battle.

...

There are still thirty seventh-grade monks standing outside, and they are still waiting.

Because they entered directly from the backstage, they were free to choose the location where they appeared. The six seventh-grade monks who entered before chose one of the geniuses, wanting to try their skills.

The rest of the people also had this idea.

"Who will try that Dibei?" someone asked.

"Dibei? I'm afraid it's necessary to have the seventh-grade immortal path. Otherwise, if the Holy Dao monk enters, he will probably escape successfully!" Others were also thinking. Dibei is very strong and has a big reputation. Almost no one has seen his real trump card. Faced with such an existence, even if all seventh-grade monks are present, they may really capsize in the gutter if they are accidentally!

"I'll go, let me see what is so powerful about the mythical and legendary Emperor Ziwei!" A seventh-grade immortal cultivator entered the trial tower.

"I'll try Zhang Xianwu!" Another great monk from the Holy Dao entered the trial tower.

Soon, all the seventh-grade monks in groups of three or three entered the trial tower, and there were twenty-four seventh-grade monks left outside.

"Then let's wait and go in?" Liu Qi was still among them, and he was always paying attention to Su Fan's points changes.

Unfortunately, Su Fan's ranking has always been at the bottom from beginning to end!

"That Su Fan is really unreasonable. His points are nearly 3,000 points less than the second-last person. With such a performance, how can he take on a big responsibility?" The irritable man almost cursed.

Some seventh-grade cultivators also showed resentment. Why can such a guy become the descendant of the immortal saint and waste so many cultivation resources?

You should know that most of these cultivation resources were fought for by their lives. Although they all received honor values, everyone knows that honor values ​​are just a symbolic subsidy and cannot match the true value of these resources at all.

In other words, these cultivation resources are actually the contributions made by all the great monks above the seventh grade to the entire Chinese country.

It can cultivate more strong people and save the danger of China.

They are willing.

But if these resources are wasted meaninglessly, even if that person is the descendant of the Immortal Saint, they will not be convinced!

"We don't have to make a conclusion so early, and we will talk about it after the Great Cultivator of Boxyang comes back." Liu Qi said loudly, "Every genius has a different temperament. Su Fan is not weak and has also performed many tasks. These are his indelible achievements. It is too early to draw a conclusion."

"Then wait and see."

Wang Yang took the initiative to test Su Fan’s seventh-grade holy path cultivator!

...

Su Fan was about to continue looking for a person to practice, but a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

"Seventh-grade cultivator?" Su Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. The Gun Saint Li Hanxiao said that these seventh-grade cultivators did not accompany him to travel around the mountains and rivers.

"You are Su Fan? You're having a leisurely play in this forest." Wang Yang took out a big knife from behind, "Your performance is not up to standard."

"It's not the level?" Su Fan chuckled, "I don't understand what senior said. What does it mean to be in a state of failure? Isn't it enough to get the most points in the end?"

"You still want to win the first place?" Huang Buyong seemed to be amused. "You can look at the points list by yourself. Just based on your current points, it is several times different from the second to last. You still want to win the first place. Are you telling me a joke?"

Su Fan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Box Yang.

"Okay, I heard from Li Shuang and Liu Qi that you are good at your strength. It seems that you still lack training now. Let me try your best today!"

Before he finished speaking, the earth shook loudly, and boxwood rushed over like a tank. Wherever he passed, the ground was full of terrible gullies!

Su Fan instantly retreated, shrank into an inch and moved to the extreme, one step a hundred meters, although the boxwood was extremely fast, Su Fan could always take a step that faster than him!

"Senior, we have agreed that it is your first move!" Su Fan said as he stepped back.

"What are you talking about? Let's talk about it!" The speed at Huang Yang's feet was a little faster, "Slash the ground!"

Anyway, this is in the trial tower, even if Su Fan is broken into pieces, it is not a problem, and it is not really dead, so Bombay exerted all his combat power without hesitation!

Su Fan's eyes narrowed, and his figure instantly swayed like a butterfly. At the moment when the sword energy came, Su Fan suddenly took a small step to the left.

"boom!"

"boom!"

...

The earth shattered and the earth was shattered everywhere, and the five or six big trees in front were directly cut into pieces by the sword energy!

Su Fan glanced at it and said, "Wow, it's really good. If this knife was slashed, it would probably be slashed into pieces."

"Come again!" Wang Yang was very dissatisfied with his failure to slash Su Fan. He lifted his sword and rushed towards the direction where Su Fan was!

"Senior, you are forcing me!" Su Fan shouted at the top of his throat, then turned around and ran away!

"Want to run?" Box Yang kept leveraging the force on the ground, and the earth rumbled, as if a heavy tank was telling him to raid. Wherever he passed, the mutant beasts fled everywhere!

After running for almost three minutes, Su Fan's speed finally slowed down.

"Run again?" Huang Yang shouted, and another slash was slashed out!

Su Fan seemed to have accepted his fate, and suddenly turned around while rushing at high speed, then held the dragon-patterned meteorological iron sword on his waist with one hand.

Wang Yang was surprised, "Good boy, dare to fight me, my impression of you has changed now!"

In less than 0:00 a second, Wang Yang suddenly felt dozens of strong winds coming in front of him, and immediately his internal force surged, trying to block these things.

But the strong wind seemed like a swimming fish. Even though it was blocked by internal force, it was still struggling hard. Finally, with a strange arc, it suddenly drilled into the internal force protective cover.

"puff!"

A nearly inaudible sound rang out, and Box Yang's figure rushing forward at high speed was like a cloth bag. It rolled on the ground for dozens of meters before slowly stopping.

"Kill the seventh-grade cultivator, and get 10,000 points!"

Su Fan took a look at the points ranking list, "Look, won't you catch up soon?"

The "corpse" on the ground slowly dissipated, and Su Fan breathed a sigh of relief. This battle seemed to be nothing but difficult, but in fact it was extremely dangerous.

The speed of the seventh-grade Holy Dao monk is indeed not enough. Even if he has shrunk to an inch, he has not been able to do it for one hundred meters. If he hadn't used his mental power to move his combat uniform forward at critical moments, he would have been caught up long ago.

Once you are caught up, you will inevitably be killed into pieces by a knife!
Chapter completed!