So he stood up and said in that faint, calm voice: "Although I have failed to control the fire, I have learned something and I will perform it once for you."

"I don't watch, I don't watch, I #y(&)%..." The senior sergeant of the Silver Wings lost control and began to shout wildly. He even struggled to shake his head. He lost control until he could no longer communicate with Tang Ling in the common language of the planet, but shouted a language that made Tang Ling completely unfamiliar.

But Tang Ling ignored him at all, but started to pinch his hand gestures again, and the speed this time was faster and more skillful the last time.

With Tang Ling's hand gesture pinching, the strange resonance from the bloodline that made the senior sergeant of the Silver Wings tribe despair began to appear again.

This time, Tang Ling did not finish pinching this hand gesture, but stopped when he reached two-thirds of the time. He stretched out his right hand, and a condensed, flaming trident appeared in Tang Ling's hand.

The trident emits a heat, and Tang Ling tilted his head, looked at the senior sergeant of the Silver Winged Tribe on the ground, and asked, "Is it wonderful?"

The senior sergeant of the Silver Wings clan had completely lost his eyes and turned a deaf ear to Tang Ling's words.

Tang Ling closed her eyes and could feel this flame trident, just like his own continuation, because the flame trident had been completely imprinted by Tang Ling's own mental power.

"The correct way is to kill you like this." As he spoke, Tang Ling actually held the flame trident with his hand.

The heat of the fire did not hurt Tang Ling at all, and the imprint of the mental power was so strange.

It is so strange that Tang Ling feels that the control of fire from the Silver Wing Clan is completely different, but why is it different? Tang Ling feels that he needs to understand it more deeply! The direction is clear in Tang Ling's heart.

"Go!" Tang Ling let go and threw it hard. The flame trident rushed to the senior sergeant of the Silverwing Clan with a howling sound, and then inserted it hard into its chest.

The high temperature was enough to easily burn through the skin, blood, and muscles of the senior sergeant of the Silver Wings, and directly pierced into its heart.

This race is really similar to humans. Even though the positions of internal organs are subtlely different, there are mostly the same internal organs, such as the heart.

The high temperature turned the heart of the senior sergeant of the Silver-winged tribe into a piece of coke. Tang Ling waved his hand calmly and the flame trident dissipated. Tang Ling walked to the senior sergeant, squatted down and looked at its corpse and said, "You have no way to deal with my fire, right?"

"Why is that? I will definitely have an answer."

"I found the right way, but it's just the skin, and I'll make you completely desperate."

"I didn't lie because I seemed to have found some direction?" Tang Ling smiled confidently but also coldly.

He cannot respect this race as a certain kind of life at all!

After Tang Ling finished these words, the strange force appeared again, pulling Tang Ling out of this space.

**

"Perfect evaluation: a+, in the final battle, the characters approached the correct way of fighting..."

Tang Ling stood in the trimming area, listening quietly to the evaluation given to him from the Dream Realm. At this time, his heart finally fell down. No matter what the reward was? What Tang Ling could not allow was that he had not received any tempering in the Tower of Nirvana.

Now that he has found the right path, he can finally use the Tower of Nirvana to sharpen himself.

"Reward five dream coins."

The mechanical sound of the Dream Realm finally ended, and Tang Ling did not get any increase in authority, but these were no longer important to Tang Ling at this time, because he now had sufficient confidence to pass the Nirvana Tower with scores of s and s or above.

"I have a total of 22 dream coins now." Tang Ling began to count his dream coins. Each level A level pass will be rewarded with 3 dream coins. After entering the medium difficulty, level A level pass will be rewarded with 4 dream coins, plus the 5 I just got...

How much does this count? It definitely doesn’t count! Tang Ling’s great gains in the previous dream world, and no longer thinks how many dream coins there are this time, but these dream coins should be enough to achieve what he wants to do.

Thinking of this, Tang Ling began to click on the super brain in front of her and quickly checked it. The price soon appeared in Tang Ling's eyes.

Return to the first floor of the Giant Nirvana Tower - a dream coin.

Second floor - two dream coins.

Three layers - two dream coins.

When it reaches the medium difficulty, you need three dream coins to return, and four dream coins to the sixth floor just now.

Seeing this price, Tang Ling had the urge to curse. This is counting on his dream coin, right?

If you go back and forth, you will only become a pauper in the end.

This means that you must pass the level with better results, not just S, so that you can replenish more dream coins. If your authority can be improved, you may get a little discount? Otherwise, when you see Kun, you may really become a pauper.

So if you use this correct fur to pass the level, you will get an S-level evaluation. What is the more in-depth correct one? This definitely requires a more advanced and more powerful way...

Tang Ling sat at the table, began to recall the previous battle, and began to analyze the little points he had grasped before little by little. He didn't even bother to eat, drink and supplement, and began to think...

**

"So..." Han Xing spat out the blood foam in his mouth and stood up staggeringly.

At this time, his body was covered with wounds of all sizes, some of which were deep and bones could be seen. What was even more terrifying was that the piece between his abdomen was neatly cut off a piece of flesh and blood, and his white ribs were faintly exposed...

This is actually not very good for Korean stars! Isn’t it normal to be injured during battle? Just like that guy Tang Ling often dances in life and death. In his vague memory, he seems to have died for the battle and survived again...

These Korean stars don't remember them very clearly because they are sure that they have been stolen a memory that cannot be seen, leaving only some vague shadows.

But Korean stars did not try to restore that memory, just because they might have serious consequences. There is no need to remember it now.

But even so, a deep seed was planted in Han Xing's heart. Only fearless battles can bring greater gains.

Especially for him, he already has enough talent for swords, but he still wants to go further or even reach the end for the sword in his hand.

So, what is injury?

"Do you admit defeat?" A cold voice appeared.

A figure who was only about one meter and two in height also stood in front of the Korean star. This was the "monster" that the Korean star met this time.

The creature that looks a little weak, short and thin, the only thing worth noting is its arms. In terms of proportion, it is a bit unreasonable. Although it is only one meter and two meters tall, its arms are 80 centimeters long. Except for its head, it almost hangs on the ground.

What's even more terrifying is that such an arm can be extended, so the dagger held in its hand becomes even more powerful. What if its sword is accompanied by a magnetic force and repulsive force?

Is this the natural instinct of this monster? Han Xing was too lazy to think about this question. What he was thinking about was his father's words: "What is the real sword? It is purity. The answer you need to look for is - what is the purity of the sword?"

Yes? What is it?

"Human, admit defeat! You can't fight again!" Perhaps both are swordsmen, this monster also has some swordsman spirit. It doesn't feel that it is so hateful. It just wants to oppress the Korean star to admit defeat.

The monster did not lie. On the surface, Han Xing could not fight anymore, because apart from the terrible injury on his abdomen, Han Xing's arm was also twisted at a miraculous angle. It was during the previous battle that the monster burst out with a huge repulsive force, which made Han Xing's sword, which had concentrated all its strength, swept away by this strange repulsive force, and the result was that his arm was broken like this.

This is the hand of Korean star holding the sword. If he is twisted and broken like this, why should he fight again?!

This is already a level of hell difficulty, the seventh level. But less than five minutes have passed. Even if the Korean star doesn't want to admit defeat, why do he think he can pass the seventh level and let Dreamland automatically determine his failure in the challenge?

Dignity and life, Korean stars can only choose the same choice! He is different from what Tang Ling faced before, and he has not retained any strength at all.

However, what people didn't expect was that if he asked his opponent to admit defeat, the Korean star would stand up staggeringly.

He spit out the blood foam from his mouth and said with a weird smile: "So... do you think you are really a swordsman? Did you really win?"

The monster's face showed an unhappy and impatient expression: "I understand, do you want to retain the dignity of a swordsman and choose to die? Then I will fulfill you."

Korean star's twisted hand could no longer use force, so he could only barely hook his sword with his bent fingers. He laughed indifferently, then grabbed his sword with his other hand and said, "You are wrong. I don't want you to fulfill my death, but to fight with you again. Life and death are no longer important."

"Fight again?" The monster's face showed a sarcastic look.

"Fight again! What is the sword that relies on external forces? Your sword is not a pure sword at all." Han Xing shouted, inserted the sword in his hand and inserted it in front of him.

The monster suddenly became angry and raised the sword in his hand: "You will die under my sword to prove my sword."

While speaking, the monster stabbed with a sword, and his arms were extended, and he could not avoid it.

At this time, Han Xing held his sword with one hand, without any intention of avoiding it. What's strange is that the sword he held began to shake violently.

"I trust you all."

The monster's sword had already stabbed Han Xing in front of Han Xing's eyes, and at this time, the sword that Han Xing inserted on the ground had already shaken to the extreme. Han Xing let go at this moment, and the sword automatically jumped from the ground!

With a 'shoulder', he used his sword body to block the monster's sword tip, and then, as if someone was using it, a standard sword swinging style swept the monster's sword open.

The moment it swept open, the familiar magnetic force on the monster's sword came again.

But at this moment, a phantom that was exactly the same as his sword appeared on Han Xing's sword body, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the monster.

"What is this?" A deep confusion appeared on the monster's face.

Han Xing did not intend to answer. He closed his eyes from beginning to end, his face covered with beads of sweat the size of beans...

"Brush", the phantom sword stabbed at the monster. The monster would never think that the phantom sword had no damage. It subconsciously returned to the sword and automatically exerted its repulsive power to block the phantom sword.

What's strange is that this phantom sword was really blocked, but at the moment it was blocked, the sword suddenly shattered and turned into hundreds of fine and dense small swords, all from various tricky angles, using the most standard basic movements of using the sword, "sting, picking, entangling..., etc., and once again stabbed the monster in front of you.

‘Puff puff puff’, the sound of the sword stabbing into the body came. The monster’s repulsion and the face so skillfully applied in his hand were completely unable to resist the sword stabbed by Korean stars.

Because! These swords are alive! At least some of them are alive! Just like someone is using them, they will avoid repulsion and attack again!

How can this be stopped? Then what is this illusory sword shadow?

The monster's eyes were full of doubts, and he stood quietly, with dozens of blood holes of different sizes gushing with light red blood.

It used all its strength and said with great difficulty: "Is this a pure sword?"

"No, no, part." Han Xing opened his eyes, with a look of confusion that had not dissipated. He said this, and his whole body suddenly fell to the ground.

"Some of my tribe members are also..." With a 'pitch', the monster also fell to the ground.

The difference is that Korean stars still breathe, but the monsters are completely gone.

"Is this my family's sword intent? It's so desperate." Before he was completely unconscious, Han Xing had only such an idea in his mind.

The despair that Han Xing thought was not that the sword intent was too powerful and made others desperate, but that the practitioners themselves would despair because of the sword intent.

It may be the most correct way of swords, but it is the way of swords that has no end, and it is not even clear until the end.

In a coma, Korean stars were rumored to be out of this space.
To be continued...