In a blink of an eye, another month passed, and Ye Xingchen's third level of Wanjian Art was always a little short of breaking through. He immediately realized that he had encountered a bottleneck.

"What a pity, if there is another inherited stone sword and I can see with my own eyes the third level of the Sword Emperor used the Ten Thousand Sword Technique, I might be able to break through." Ye Xingchen thought to himself, a little regretful.

At the same time, looking at Si Kou Guanyu not far away, Ye Xingchen's eyes were filled with a hint of coldness.

If Si Kou Guanyu hadn't destroyed the inherited stone sword, he had already broken through to the third level of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, and could control one hundred swords and ten swords. The gap between them was very big.

With Ye Xingchen's current strength, after opening the Golden Gate in his body, he has the confidence to defeat the ordinary Three-Star War King, but if he is allowed to practice the third level of Ten Thousand Swords, then he has the confidence to fight with the Four-Star War King.

"That young saint son is only a saint son after all, not a saint son, so his talent should not be as talent as mine." Ye Xingchen thought about the terrifying young saint son, and he couldn't help but analyze it in his heart.

"I can go up to level seven. Brother Ji said before that the son of the God of War family can go up to level seven. And that young saint son is just a saint son, so he can go up to level six or even just level five at most."

"That young saint has the cultivation level of the first-star war king. The more fifth level, the six-star war king, the more sixth level, it is just close to the seven-star war king, and it is also an intermediate war king."

"In this way, if I practiced the third level of the Ten Thousand Sword Art and had the strength comparable to the four-star war king, then even if I was not his opponent, I could protect myself."

...

Ye Xingchen's eyes shining. After analyzing in his heart, he became even more anxious about breaking through the third level of the Ten Thousand Swords Art.

The current form is very dangerous for him, because the young saint may encounter them at any time, and it is impossible for him to avoid them by luck alone.

Moreover, even if they pass this level safely, they may meet that young saint son in the next level.

So Ye Xingchen was very eager to enhance his combat power.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a powerful aura came from nearby.

Ye Xingchen suddenly turned his head and couldn't help but smile: "Brother Fang, congratulations on entering the realm of the Nine Star Wars General."

Next to him, Fang Yiming slowly opened his eyes with a look of joy.

Yes, at this time, Fang Yiming had already broken through the bottleneck and entered the realm of the Nine Star Warrior General.

"Haha, I have been tempering the realm of the Eight-Star Warrior General for a long time. I thought I could only break through to the realm of the Nine-Star Warrior General when I was in martial arts at the Third Academy, but I didn't expect to break through at this Sword Emperor Tomb." Fang Yiming said excitedly.

From the eight-star warrior to the nine-star warrior, his strength has been greatly improved, and his fighting spirit has been much stronger.

You know, Fang Yiming has a red gold armor, and the defense of this thing can even block the attack of the young saint son, which shows that it is very powerful.

Before, Fang Yiming's combat aura was limited, and the power of the Red Gold Armor was limited.

At this time, Fang Yiming was promoted to the realm of the Nine Star Warrior General, and his combat energy was greatly improved, which naturally made the Red Gold Armor more powerful.

"You fought with that puppet before, and the pressure brought by the Sword Emperor Tomb invisibly, it is normal to break through." Ye Xingchen said with a smile on the other party.

Fang Yiming nodded. It was precisely because he felt the crisis and was anxious. Under such strong pressure, he forced himself to break through the limit and enter the realm of the Nine-Star Warrior General.

The so-called despair also has opportunities, that's what it means.

"Just a waste. Even if you are promoted to the level of Nine Star Wars General, you are no match for me." At this time, Si Kou Guanyu on the opposite side opened his eyes and looked at Fang Yiming with disdain and said.

"Haha, you're right. The waste is always a waste. Even if you are not afraid of death and come to the Sword Emperor Tomb, you will never be able to defeat Brother Ye." Fang Yiming retorted. A month of cultivation has made him calmer and no longer angry with Si Kou Guanyu's words.

Moreover, this time when Si Kou Guanyu was angry, he glared at Fang Yiming fiercely, then looked at Ye Xingchen again, and said coldly: "Ye Xingchen, when the Third Hospital meets martial arts, I will definitely defeat you and become the number one in the Third Hospital meets martial arts."

"Tsk tsk, it's interesting. I haven't come yet. I didn't expect you to be rebellious in your own nest, haha!"

Suddenly, a sarcastic voice rang in the hall.

Then, a familiar figure slowly walked out from a door not far away, wearing a gorgeous dress, carrying a long sword, with a sharp eyes, like a sharp sword unsheathed.

"It's him!"

Ye Xingchen's face changed.

Si Kou Guanyu and Fang Yiming also showed horror on their faces.

The young saint son actually came, how is this possible? Has the other party killed the others?

No, if the opponent kills others, that means that all ten levels have been opened, and there should be changes here.

A series of doubts emerged in the hearts of Ye Xingchen and the other two, but they had no time to pay attention to this now. As soon as they saw this young saint son, they immediately entered the door next to them and left the hall.

"Escape, go run with despair!"

"Mortals really want to see your painful and desperate expressions, hahaha!"

The young saint looked at Ye Xingchen who was running away in a hurry, his eyes full of arrogance and sneer.

...

In front of a stone road, Ye Xingchen and Fang Yiming rushed over quickly.

Fang Yiming ran and said in shock: "Brother Ye, why did that guy appear? Did we guess wrong? Even if all ten levels are opened, we will be trapped here."

"Impossible. If the Sword Emperor is useless, how could he create the Sword Emperor's tomb just to trap us juniors? He is not that bored!"

Ye Xingchen shook his head and said, "There is only one possibility. The young saint son deliberately lets go, preparing to kill us first, and then catch us all in one go, so that anyone among us can avoid escaping because of passing the level."

"Damn it, this guy is going to wipe us out." Fang Yiming felt very angry, and then he saw the stone road in front of him, and he couldn't help but look confused: "After that being said, Brother Ye, why did you bring me here? And you also seem to be very familiar with this place."

"This is the gateway I entered!" Ye Xingchen stared at the gravel road in front of him and said in a deep voice: "This road was originally my last plan, just in case. Each of the ten gateways we entered was different. After most people passed the test, the test disappeared. However, my test is different, and my test is still here."

As he said that, Ye Xingchen pointed to a stone tablet next to him.

Fang Yiming couldn't help looking, with a look of confusion on his face: "Hundred steps to reincarnation?"
Chapter completed!