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Except for the harvest within the fifth layer.

Xiaoyao was also able to obtain four exercises from within the Sword Pavilion, and these four exercises were carefully selected, and finally chose a Xuan-level intermediate-level body method and a Xuan-level low-level auxiliary type exercise. As for the yellow-level exercises, he chose a few at random, and then chose to leave the Sword Pavilion.

At this level, the yellow-level exercises could no longer keep up with his footsteps, so he didn't choose them carefully.

But he chose the body method and auxiliary exercises well.

He chose [Shadow Step] for body exercises, which are several notches higher than the original shadow-like exercises, both in terms of foundation and effect, and this exercise is also good at close-quarters dodge effects. The original seventeenth-level shadow companion has been transformed, and now the shadow step level has also reached the level of thirteenth.

As for the auxiliary class.

It is a technique called [Rampage].

This exercise can form an extremely violent Xuan Qi in the sea of qi, and when you use a sword move, you can double the attack effect when you stimulate it at the same time, which is a good exercise.

"It's time to go, too."

Xiaoyao smiled at the corner of his mouth.

This time the Sword Pavilion and his party have gained a lot of money, and after he plans to leave the Sword Pavilion, he will enter the Heavenly Evil Cave to cultivate for seven days, and strive to improve the Evil Moon Sword Spectrum by a few points, and at that time, he can rest assured and receive the sect task, so as to accumulate a large number of contribution points and assist in improving his strength.

"Ding!"

"Do you want to leave the Evil Moon Sword Pavilion?"

"Yes!"

The sound of the system fell, and the illusion flashed in front of Xiaoyao's eyes.

Outside the Evil Moon Sword Pavilion, players who were thousands of meters tall gathered here, and their eyes were all focused on the red banner that poured straight down from the top of the Evil Moon Sword Pavilion.

Envy.

Admire.

Frightened

All kinds of complicated expressions emerged from their eyes, and each of them looked at these few words, and they all understood in their hearts that from now on, Xiaoyao had already established the status of a core disciple, at least, in terms of strength, he had reached the level that only a core disciple could reach.

The fifth floor of the Sword Pavilion!

This is an honor that belongs only to the core disciples so far!

All eyes were concentrated, and the small bluestone square outside the Evil Moon Sword Pavilion suddenly distorted, and a large number of eyes were suddenly projected, and when they saw the gradually clear figure, their eyes were shining.

The figure of the free man gradually became clear.

Seeing the familiar environment again, his calm expression was indifferent.

The players in front of them spread out from under the cliff, and as far as the eye could see, there were all players, and their eyes were all condensed on their bodies, and the complexity in their eyes was completely displayed in front of them.

The brow furrowed slightly.

A huge red banner fell from the top of the Sword Pavilion, and Xiaoyao couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

It turned out that he was the one who caused the trouble.

His expression was slightly cold, he didn't like the atmosphere of being watched by thousands of people, and his body flickered, and he swept down the cliff directly, intending to leave this area and go to the Heavenly Evil Cave.

"Escape!"

"I'm going to challenge you to see if you're qualified to become a core disciple!!"

"Do you dare, or do you dare?!"

The sound of arrogant and soft shouts suddenly came from a distance, causing Xiaoyao's hurried body to stop abruptly.

Countless light inhalation sounds were endless, resounding through the heavens and the earth in an instant, and looking at the place where the voice came from, I just saw a black-robed strong figure shooting from the high mountains in the distance, and the mysterious aura around the body was permeated.

"It's Fuyang!"

"The strongest person among the elite disciples!"

The exclamation sounded instantly.

Xiaoyao turned his head indifferently and looked at the person who was stepping forward. The exclamation in his ears made him slightly surprised, looking at the man whose body was two meters away, full of powerful explosive power, it was difficult to associate with the name 'Fuyang'. But since the other party was able to challenge the fourth layer of the Sword Pavilion successfully, and was the first among the elite disciples, such a name, Xiaoyao did not dare to underestimate it in the slightest.

"Reason!"

Thousands of eyes looked, there were curious people, there were people who watched the excitement, and there were also people who observed the reaction.

In front of the disciples of the Evil Moon Sword Sect for thousands of meters, Xiao Yao knew that at this time, he could no longer tolerate him retreating, even if he didn't want to fight, for the task of the chief disciple, for the identity of the core disciple, and for the arrogance in his heart, he would definitely not choose to retreat at this time.

If that's the case.

Then it's not like he's free!

Raising his eyebrows slightly, he stared at the floating Yang who shot more than ten meters in front of him, and said indifferently: "I am a core disciple, and you are only an elite disciple, if you want to challenge me, give me a reason to accept!" ”

The floating stride came, and the surrounding players avoided it.

With Xiaoyao and Fuyang as the center, the surrounding area was instantly emptied of a field with a radius of 100 meters.

"Why?"

"I only know that if your strength can't convince me, it's an insult to the identity of the core disciple!"

"Do you dare to fight, or don't you dare to fight, just give it a good time!"

Fu Yang's voice was very loud, and when he heard Xiaoyao's words, a look of impatience suddenly appeared on his face, and a huge broadsword was held in his hand and rotated violently in the air, making a whooshing sound.

"It's not like someone ordered it to come."

The carefree gaze looked around and landed on Fuyang's face.

On the floating and strong body, his face is honest, his eyes are clear, and there is no haze, which makes Xiaoyao doubt in his heart. He sees a lot of people, and he has learned the art of looking at people, and the floating expression in front of him is natural, without the slightest artificiality, not at all like what he originally thought, but it was instructed by others.

"Good!"

"Come on!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Yao's vigilance suddenly disappeared, the long sword was in his hand, and he said calmly.

"That's so cool!"

"Here, take my sword!"

In the midst of laughter, Fu Yang's right foot slammed on the ground in vain, and the whole person burst out with a bang, and the speed of the instant explosion was amazingly fast, making the pupils of Xiaoyao's eyes constrict instantly.

The figure vanished, and the next moment it appeared in front of him, and a giant sword swept through the air and smashed down.

Right.

It's smashing!

The sword move, which should be known for its lightness, was like a heavy weapon in Fu Yang's hands. He didn't think of it as a sword at all, but more like an axe, a hammer.

Before the people arrived, a surging force had already roared violently.

The wild Xuan Qi was centered on the floating air, like the thunder on the flat ground, and the powerful impact instantly swept around, and the large number of players quickly retreated in a slight change in their expressions, but their eyes were firmly fixed on the center of the battle. No one will choose to leave, because this level of combat can be called the top battle.

In front of a mountain peak temple beyond the cliff, three figures stood in the wind.

Their eyes were cold, and they looked at this side with a smile.

Sou~

The giant sword struck, and Xiaoyao only felt a strong wind blowing in his face, his body flickered, and his feet turned into a heavy afterimage. The long sword was unsheathed, and the sword body dragged the giant sword to make a sound of gold and iron contending.

The sword qi is rampant.

Xuan Ye's sword intent ran through the long sword, causing the entire long sword to glow with light blue fluorescence.

Fu Yang's strength is worthy of being the first among the elite disciples, and every time Xiaoyao makes contact with his long sword, he can feel the wild sword aura blowing from the opponent's giant sword, like a huge wave, rolling endlessly. But with the shadow step, the evil moon sword spectrum, and the Xuan Ye sword intent cultivated at the same time, although Xiaoyao was concentrated, he still had a trace of residual strength.

Zheng Zheng~!

The long swords quickly connected each other, and every time the giant sword smashed, it was driven by the Shadow Walk, and then the huge force was unloaded.

The more Fu Yang fights, the more aggrieved he becomes.

Xiaoyao's own strength has a certain advantage compared to him, and in the contact between the two swords, there is also a huge force blasting towards his arm, coupled with the shadow step, every time he feels that he is going to hit Xiaoyao, he is dangerously avoided. The rapid consumption of the Xuan Qi in his body made him look extremely depressed.

"There's a kind of you don't want to hide!!"

"Tempest!"

In the midst of the explosion, Fu Yang said angrily, and the giant sword roared and slashed, directly crushing towards Xiaoyao's waist.

The hurricane burst out in an instant, as if the ropes of restraint were strongly hindered in the performance of the Shadow Walk, and his expression was cold, and he instantly decided to use force to control the force.

"Rampage!"

"Xuan Ye Sword Intent!"

The two forces in the sea of qi surged towards the long sword at the same time, and in a state of being unaware, a wisp of evil aura also rushed into the long sword, dyeing the long sword that was originally glowing with a faint blue fluorescent light with the light of black water.

Zheng !!

The two swords collided suddenly, and the violent impact exploded where the two swords met.

Xiaoyao's body trembled and took a step back. In the trembling hands of his hands, dozens of pieces suddenly cracked and fell to the ground.

And the floating on the opposite side retreated three or four steps in a row.

Double-foot pedaling popping.

"Drink!"

In the middle of the light drink, Fu Yang's right foot stepped backwards fiercely, smashing the entire ground, his arms trembled slightly, as if he had lost his strength, and he was paralyzed weakly...... He raised his head, gasping for breath in his mouth, his eyes were fixed on Xiaoyao, and suddenly a smile of admiration rose on his face: "I lost!" ”

"Xiaoyao, your strength has won my respect, and you have the qualifications to become a core disciple!"

"I'll come back to you, though!"

With a smile, Fu Yang directly picked up the giant sword in his hand, and walked through the scattered crowd without turning his head, but the players who approached could still see from his trembling right arm that he was not easy.

Xiaoyao slowly withdrew.

The long sword fell one by one, reflecting the sunlight and glowing with a faint dazzling light.

"A rare honest man."

He looked at Fu Yang who turned to leave, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered at the same time and turned into an afterimage and left the area.

……

"Fu Yang lost!"

"But the long sword of the free has also been shattered, so who won the hell?!"

"Idiot! Don't you see that the long sword that is free is just a second-order high-level weapon? How could it not be destroyed under that blow and collision?! ”

“……”

As the two left, there was a pause in exclamation.

Everyone talked about each other, feeling envy and admiration for the strength of the two, but no matter what the final discussion was, they all understood that after this battle, Xiaoyao's strength had been confirmed. He has the strength of a core disciple, at least, even the first person of the elite disciple is not his opponent!

Excitement filled everyone's face, and perhaps in the next period of time, the details of this battle would spread from their mouths to the entire Evil Moon Domain. And the name of Xiaoyao will spread again.

The mountain tops in the distance.

The Moon Demon's expression was cold, he stared at the many disciples of the Evil Moon Sword Sect who were discussing and refused to disperse, and said in a deep voice to Dusk Yun and Ye San, who were also cold-colored next to him: "The strength is stronger than Fu Yang, but the strength is limited, and there is still a gap between the two of you, so I don't know if he has any back-up moves that he hasn't used." ”

"What to do next, you know?"

"Hmm!"

The two nodded intently.

The moon demon smiled weirdly, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

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