After a few breaths, the light and shadow dispersed.

Shan Hong stood with his sword in hand, his clothes and hair were all messed up, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked up and saw the phantom walking slowly towards him with a heavy hammer on his shoulder.

After the brief confrontation, Shan Hong felt huge waves in his heart.

The five-level perfect Dragon-Tiger Huntian Hammer, the nearly perfect Dragon God Diamond Sutra, as well as a huge number of upper, middle and lower martial arts, as well as the unique skill that moves like thunder.

This unique skill covers the essence of various martial arts, and even has a bit of a "dragon-elephant fusion" flavor, and its power far exceeds his Pure Yang Sword.

In his perception, the figure carrying the hammer became more and more powerful, like a mountain moving sideways, and it was about to crush him into powder in the next moment!

"Is this really Li Yuan?!"

Shan Hong was in a trance, seeing the ghost-like figure in front of her.

Just looking at this scene, he couldn't remember the young man who was a little green, bowed to everyone he saw, and was quite humble.

Damn it...

The corner of Shan Hong's mouth turned bitter, and she felt a little confused.

Based on this brief encounter, he was almost certain.

"I'm afraid Lin Fangzhui didn't even land a single move..."

"Roar!"

The violent dragon roars again.

Shan Hong stamped his feet, followed the sword, and his powerful Qi poured out, pushing him to cut through the sky, like a rainbow, and struck the probing thunder dragon.

"!"

Sixteen floors away, He Lianfeng seemed to hear the sound of bones exploding. Fortunately, the health furnace had its own mechanism, otherwise he would have been unable to help but rescue him.

"This kid..."

Looking at the figure in the light curtain, who was holding a heavy hammer on his shoulder, there seemed to be no weak figure at all. He Lianfeng stood stunned for a long time, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Shan Hong was born with a clear sword heart and was a rare swordsman prodigy in the sect. Compared with the previous generation and the true successors of previous generations, Shan Hong was not far behind.

The only people who can defeat him quickly are Long Xinglie in the current generation, Dou Yue and Nie Ying in the previous generation, and only a few old guys like them in the next few generations.

"This boy is already at the peerless level, only slightly inferior to Xing Lie, but the difference is only in age... Long Xixiang, a young boy from his hometown, has gained a good disciple."

He Lianfeng was stroking his long beard with his hands, feeling quite happy, but then he remembered Long Xixiang's abnormal movements that day, and he suddenly felt enlightened.

"Good on you, Long Xixiang!"

"Out again?"

There were more and more spectators outside the Dragon and Tiger Tower. Seeing Shan Hong come out again, some shook their heads subconsciously and prepared to leave, but some realized something was wrong.

Slowly walking out of the tower door, Shan Hong was in a daze. He looked around, glanced at the crowd of spectators, walked to the side with a dull face, sat on the ground holding his sword, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath as if there was no one else around.

His attitude of keeping away from strangers suppressed the comments and onlookers around him.

"Did he break in, or didn't he break in?"

The onlookers were quite surprised and unsure.

Only a few people, such as Xin Wenhua, noticed the strangeness.

"He just had a fierce battle with someone, and he probably lost."

Xin Wenhua narrowed his eyes slightly. He and Shan Hong were old rivals. From a distance, he could also notice the surge of sword intent on his body. This was clearly the shock of energy and blood after the battle.

And based on this person's temperament, if he wins, he will probably attack the sixth floor in one go, rather than leaving halfway.

"He lost too?"

Xin Wenhua suddenly became curious. After thinking about it, he tentatively took a few steps closer and asked via voicemail:

"Junior Brother Shan, who are you fighting with?"

"You want to know?"

Shan Hong answered this time. He glanced at Xin Wenhua coldly, and when the latter nodded, he suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth:

"If you want to know, you might as well try it yourself."

"ah?

Xin Wenhua raised his eyebrows, sensing the deep malice, and immediately turned around and left. Although he was curious, he was not Shan Hong.

Going in and out like crazy, that's really disgraceful.

"Who is that person?"

After walking a few steps, Xin Wenhua still couldn't help but turn around and asked through a message: "Internal or external? Elder or helmsman?"

Shan Hong twitched the corner of his mouth and replied via voice transmission: "It looks like a dragon and holds a heavy hammer."

"ah?"

Xin Wenhua was startled, and while he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard an exclamation from behind:

"It's the fourth floor, Master Li has reached the fourth floor!"

Buzz

The heavy hammer broke through the air, making a long-lasting buzzing sound.

"Too weak..."

The heavy hammer smashed the twelfth tower guard on the fourth floor, and clouds and mist surged around him. Li Yuan truly felt the huge changes.

The countless fierce battles with the unknown sword master in the bronze tower turned into a secret that he had not thought about in detail before.

This foundation allowed him to fight his way through the fourth floor with an almost devastating attitude!

"Who is the sword master?"

In a battle at the same level, Li Daoye, who once reached thirty, felt a little frightened.

Among the thirty people he killed were contemporary true heroes like Lin Fangzhui and contemporary helmsmen like Yan Sanxing. These were all heroes of the moment!

As for myself, who easily kills everyone, my best record so far is only withstanding more than fifty sword blows.

"No, I have a great mastery in opening up the meridians. Maybe I can withstand more than ten or twenty knives? But at most, I guess it's less than a hundred knives, right?"

"Buzz."

The rolling clouds and mist broke Li Yuan's thoughts.

Carrying a heavy hammer on his shoulder, he looked around and saw that the originally unchanging yellow mud land had turned into a plain with green grass and shrubs.

Not far away there are several mountain peaks, streams, birds and animals, and the environment has changed greatly.

"Is the fifth level the real path to choosing a master?"

Li Yuan put down the heavy hammer, reached out and pulled out a few weeds, pinched a few handfuls of soil, and found that the health stove was carefully placed on the fifth floor.

The plants and trees are no different from the outside world, and are much more real than those in the secret realm of health preservation.

And equally real is the swordsman coming out of the valley.

The swordsman was wearing a black martial robe with a long sword in his arms, and a cold face. He was clearly the deputy master of Longyin Hall, Lin Jia, whom he had seen before.

"A master who reaches the level of deputy hall master on the fifth floor?"

Li Yuan stood with his hammer and looked at Lin Jia, but he was not in a hurry to take action...

Before entering the tower, he carefully observed that except for Long Xinglie, none of the contemporary true disciples or inner disciples had reached the sixth floor.

"Can I reach the sixth floor to kill?"

Li Yuan was a little eager to try.

Different from being ravaged by the knife in the bronze tower, he was really enjoying the push all the way, and he had a strong desire to continue pushing.

"Well, let's give it a try!"

At the same time as his mind changed, Li Yuan only heard the sound of a sword, and his eyes were shrouded in the light of the sword. Lin Jia's sword technique was very familiar to him, it was the Hanyue sword technique that Lin Fangzhui had used.

But in Lin Jia's hand, the power increased dramatically.

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Chapter completed!