After adjusting his emotions, Liu Wuxie stepped into the arena again.

The opponent was still Wen Yumo. From him, he couldn't feel a trace of warmth, as if he was a human-shaped sword energy.

It is rare in the world to be able to practice one of the swords to such an extent.

Liu Wuxie took a deep breath, and this time he fought for three breaths and was killed by him.

Defeat Wen Yumo?

Liu Wuxie never thought about it.

It is considered successful if you can last ten breaths from him.

Wen Yumo is not Li Dagao, and there is no level between the two.

There are countless monks in the world, but they are divided into three or six levels. Wen Yumo is definitely the one who stands at the top.

Wen Yumo has challenged a large number of strong people in recent years, among which there are quite a few of them at the ninth level of Hedao Realm, and they are all defeated by him.

In one of the battles, he faced the third level of the main god. With his extraordinary swordsmanship, he successfully killed the opponent, and he suffered heavy damage.

In a sense, Wen Yumo and Liu Wuxie are the same type of people, because Wen Yumo is the best among silver talents, and is only one step away from golden talents.

Facing such an opponent is not only a honor for Liu Wuxie, but also a nightmare for Liu Wuxie.

Liu Wuxie just raised the Divine Feather Sword, and the boundless sword energy was like a shocking wave, which made him very difficult to breathe.

The whole person seemed to be in a sword wave. No matter how hard he tried, he could not get rid of the impact of the sword wave.

When Liu Wuxie reacted, Jianlang had already wrapped it up. The suffocation made Liu Wuxie fall into an endless abyss.

When his consciousness recovered, he returned to Crystal House No. 7 again.

"Two breaths!"

Liu Wuxie smiled bitterly.

He thought he could hold on for three breaths, but he only held on for about two breaths.

Relying on his strength in body, if it were other death robbery realms, Wen Yumo's sword energy was torn to pieces in half a breath.

After a brief adjustment, Liu Wuxie discovered that his willpower, mental power, physical body, and the purity of the holy treasure qi were tempered in all aspects.

The state of life and death on the verge of verge can stimulate all the potential of the human body, and at that moment, it will drain all the energy and spirit in the body.

This is the method of hardening and tempering. Most people will completely collapse after persisting three or five times.

Death is not scary!

It is terrible that the moment when you are on the verge of death, the most tests a person's willpower!

"My sword bones and sword heart seem to be more complete than before."

When consciousness came into his body, he checked the situation of the sword bones and sword heart, and could clearly feel it. Under the suppression of Wen Yumo's sword intent, the sword bones and sword intent in his body were constantly evolving.

This discovery made Liu Wuxie immediately feel energetic.

"Since I can't defeat you, then use your sword intent to sharpen my sword bones and sword heart. I hope that one day, I will also understand the supreme sword technique, and be invisible and tangible! "

Liu Wuxie said solemnly.

Even if he breaks through to the realm of life disaster, he will never want to defeat Wen Yumo. Since that is the case, he will regard Wen Yumo as his stepping stone and sharpen his own sword holy path.

Liu Wuxie has never been so firm, and the fighting spirit in his eyes is almost unable to be suppressed, as if a magical sword about to be unsheathed was needed, and a refreshing battle was needed to lay the foundation for the magical sword.

Come to the crystal wall and continue to choose Wen Yumo.

The many elders standing in the Crystal Hall clearly saw the changes brought about by Liu Wuxie.

"He is transforming. Once he turns into a cocoon and becomes a butterfly, his future talent for swordsmanship will sooner or later surpass Wen Yumo."

Wang Xun murmured.

In the past three years, only a swordsman genius like Wen Yumo was born.

Unexpectedly, three years later, I was fortunate to see Liu Wuxie's birth.

The Wen Yumo that Liu Wuxie is facing now is just an image from three years ago. Now Wen Yumo is already a powerful person at the main god level, and his strength is even more unfathomable.

No one in the same level can defeat Wen Yumo.

In the past three years, countless geniuses have challenged Wen Yumo, but all of them ended in failure without exception.

When he arrived at the arena, Liu Wuxie did not choose to defend this time, mobilized all the holy treasure energy and rushed forward strongly.

press!

He kept pressing and stimulating all the power in his body.

As the moment his body rushed forward, the sword waves that roared like mountains came towards him again.

This time, Liu Wuxie did not avoid it, but chose to resist.

"The Body of the Holy Dragon!"

Liu Wuxie roared at the sky, his body changed rapidly, turning into a holy dragon hovering in the sky.

The sudden scene caused the faces of many elders in the Crystal Hall to change suddenly.

"As we expected, he successfully practiced the body of the Holy Dragon!"

The elder who investigated Liu Wuxie's cultivation level stood up in shock.

"The origin of the holy dragon remains in the Holy Dragon God Tower, and it is not surprising that the body of the holy dragon has been cultivated."

There was not much change in Takuyaku's face, as if he had expected all this.

"puff!"

At this moment, one of the Void Saint Elders squirted out a mouthful of old blood, which shocked all the elders present.

"Elder Wei Dian, what's wrong with you?"

The other elders came forward to ask why they suddenly vomited blood.

"Did you calculate his fate?"

Wang Xun asked immediately.

The elder who called Wei Dian nodded with difficulty.

Among these elders, Wei Dian was proficient in magical calculation techniques and wanted to calculate Liu Wuxie's fate, but was backfired.

"I can't see his fate. He doesn't seem to exist in this world!"

After a while, Wei Dian took a break, he explained the results he had deduced to many elders in detail.

As soon as these words were spoken, a hissing sound came from the Crystal Hall, and many elders took a breath.

"Are you sure you can't speculate on his fate?"

Takui Iwakun asked with a serious face.

Everyone present knew that Wei Dian's magical abilities could cause him to be backfired, so this person was not simple.

Facing Tuoyanguo's inquiry, Wei Dian nodded with difficulty. He was backfired by fate and needed a long rest.

Liu Wuxie transformed into a holy dragon, and his strength has improved a lot.

"Qingfeng Thunder-inducing Art!"

He knew very well that in terms of swordsmanship, it would be better to find another way and use the power of holy thunder to suppress Wen Yumo's sword god realm.

The body turned into a holy dragon, drove straight in, and successfully broke through the first defense circle and teared a large amount of sword rule power.

Just as Liu Wuxie continued to attack, the even more terrifying sword intent formed the eternal divine mountain, which made Liu Wuxie unable to breathe.

I saw dense fine lines appearing on his body, cracking themselves.

Just like a mirror, hit by some force, and then split into pieces. At this time, Liu Wuxie's body was like this.

"Bang!"

The body exploded and turned into endless blood, scattered between heaven and earth.

"Five breaths, I persisted for five breaths!"

Back at Crystal House No. 7, Liu Wuxie gasped.

I became a holy dragon for the first time, and there are still many places that I don’t adapt to.

After a moment of challenge, Liu Wuxie returned to the arena again, and transformed into the body of a holy dragon like before.

Seven breaths!

Ten breaths!

Fifteen breaths!

Twenty breaths!

Liu Wuxie can no longer remember how many times he was killed.

From the beginning of insisting on half a breath to twenty breaths, it took him a day.
To be continued...