Xie Changsheng took a deep breath and said angrily, "You don't always have this tone of teaching, okay?"

Xie Rou laughed, her face exuded a cold glow, she looked at Xie Changsheng provocatively, and said, "If you don't want to be taught by me, at least now you have surpassed me in cultivation, and you can beat me." ”

Xie Changsheng clenched his fists, his face was slightly pale, and he said indignantly: "I will definitely surpass you." ”

Xie Rou still smiled and said: "That's the best, otherwise in the future, if you can't even beat one of Lilingjun's disciples, it will be a real shame." ”

Xie Changsheng lowered his head and stopped talking, but at this time, Duanmu Lian on the stage had already finished saying all the rules of the sacrificial sword trial.

The eyes of the vast majority of people once again focused on He Chaoxi.

Among all the students who participated in the sacrificial sword trial, He Chaoxi, Zhang Yi, and Su Qin had the highest cultivation, and they were all above the middle grade of the third realm, maybe Zhang Yi and Su Qin would be closer to the upper grade of the third realm than him, but the gap between them would not be too big, and the green vine withered glory technique cultivated by He Chaoxi might have unimaginable use.

In terms of physical strength, it is obviously He Chaoxi, who has spent a lot of time on cultivation, is stronger.

Under such rules, He Chaoxi is naturally the most likely person to win.

However, among the many people who were watching He Chaoxi at this moment, Mo Chen didn't think so.

He knew that he would surprise everyone in this sword sacrifice trial.

......

All the students who participated in the Sword Sacrifice Trial began to march along the mountain path towards the entrance of the Sword Sacrifice Canyon.

No one checked whether they had hidden food on them, because in the next three days, all the students in the Sword Sacrifice Canyon would not be able to see above because of the formation in it, and they would even get lost inside, taking a lot of unjust paths, but the spectators above could see their every move clearly on the suspended platform.

Ding Ning followed in the middle of the team, and the mountain road down became wider and wider, but in the end it did not lead directly to the bottom of the canyon, and what appeared in front of them was a cliff with a drop of about ten zhang.

There are hundreds of cyan vines hanging down to the bottom of the cliff.

Even if he hadn't seen the sacrificial sword trial of the Qingteng Sword Academy, Ding Ning had guessed that all the students who participated in the trial would fall into the canyon through such vines, and as long as there was a slight time difference, the magic circle below would naturally separate them.

Duanmu Lian, who walked to the edge of the cliff in front of him, didn't have any nonsense, and said seriously and coldly: "Each person chooses a vine to go down, and there is an interval of twenty breaths before and after." ”

"You have to be careful. ”

Nangong Caishu looked at Ding Ning and said softly with some concern: "Don't be anxious. ”

Ding Ning knew what her true meaning was, so he smiled slightly and said, "You too, if you can't beat it, run, this kind of long trial, no one knows what will happen in the end." ”

Nangong Caishu recalled the meaning of Ding Ning's words, and looked at the students in front of her who had begun to slide down in turn, she glanced at Ding Ning, "You first or me first?"

Ding Ning said: "I'll get better first." ”

Nangong Caishu looked at him and said seriously: "I hope you can always be ahead of me." ”

Ding Ning smiled slightly, "Accept your good words." ”

......

It was Ding Ning's turn, and Ding Ning's movements were very slow and careful.

He crouched down, grabbed the vine with both hands, hung his body down, and then grabbed the vine with his feet like climbing a bamboo pole, and slowly slid down.

The watching figure slowly fell into the mountains and forests below, and Nangong Caishu, who arrived at the edge of the cliff behind him and waited, was full of deep worry in his eyes.

After all, no matter how talented you are in cultivation and comprehension, some of your body's movements and reactions take time to practice.

Ding Ning's movements at the moment were too clumsy compared to any other cultivator.

However, for Ding Ning at this moment, the most difficult thing is to try to be as clumsy as possible, so as not to let so many spectators see that he is too agile.

After all, today's battle was no better than the battle against so many Jianghu characters in the dark night alley, this was the first stop that officially appeared in front of the Changling cultivator, and he couldn't be unscrupulous.

His feet landed steadily, and after making sure the grass below could carry its weight, he began to survey his surroundings.

Looking down from above, this canyon overgrown with all kinds of giant vines was clear, only a labyrinth of countless passages divided by many small trees and giant vines, but at this moment, when he really fell into it, stepping on the soft ground at the bottom of the canyon, he saw that there was a thin mist everywhere around him.

And this mist is not an ordinary white mist, but a strange pale cyan color.

This fog doesn't seem to hinder much from seeing things in the distance, but it has a strange refractive effect, which makes everything around it slightly distorted and hazy.

The surrounding vines are also very different from when looking down from above.

When looking down from above, it seems that there is still some open space between some trees and vines, but standing here, you can see that the trees and vines are all impermeable, only some arch-like passages.

There was silence in his ears, and the students who came down at about the same time as him should not be far away from him, but they didn't hear any footsteps, it seems that the magic circle in it also has the effect of isolating sound, so it is difficult to avoid and pursue some enemies through sound, and the probability of sudden encounters is greatly increased, and at the same time, the difficulty of hunting beasts is also greatly increased.

According to the detailed rules that Duanmu Lian talked about before, after entering this canyon, if he didn't leave immediately, it would be a violation to wait here, so Ding Ning began to move, walking towards an arch-like gap in front of him, and at the same time he closed his eyes slightly and began to perceive quietly.

He felt that the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi here was really very disordered, and under the interference of the absorption and release of some unique Yuan Qi from the countless green vines around him, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in this place was like countless chaotic swords floating in it.

This kind of arrangement can be said to be useless for cultivators above the sixth realm, and it is completely possible to use the true yuan accumulated in the body and the heaven and earth yuan qi to directly open up a channel of vitality to communicate with the heaven and earth outside the array, but for students of their realm, it is enough.

Looking down from the suspended viewing platform between the vine bridges above, the entrance to the Sword Canyon can be described as crowded at this moment.

Because nearly a hundred students had slid down the vines for miles at a time, the area was now full of people for those watching the ceremony.

Even in the area of dozens of feet, there are four or five students moving forward, but they are not aware of each other at such a close distance, which makes the whole picture a little ridiculous.

Xie Rou's gaze always followed Ding Ning's body.

At this moment, less than ten zhang away from Ding Ning, there was a student of the Qingteng Sword Academy.

The Qingteng Sword Academy student's name is Zhao Qing.

He is a person from Zhao Di Pinghu, and the Qingteng Sword Academy that Yuanwu entered through the examination in the eighth year of Yuanwu was admitted two years earlier than Nangong Caishu, although it is still only the realm of refining qi, and like the vast majority of students of the Qingteng Sword Academy, he has not been able to break through to the third realm.

However, any place of cultivation in Changling is more stringent for candidates from Zhaodi, Handi, and Wei who did not belong to the territory of the Great Qin Dynasty before, and Zhao Qing can enter the Qingteng Sword Academy, which is naturally more outstanding than the ordinary students of the Qingteng Sword Academy.

The strength of his arms is naturally many times greater than that of ordinary teenagers of the same age.

This is a natural physique relationship, his father, who was originally a famous wrestler in Zhao Di.

The strength of his arms is naturally beyond that of ordinary people, and he can use many swords and swordsmanship that ordinary people can't use.

Therefore, he usually uses a broadsword that weighs several times more than an ordinary long sword, and the swordsmanship he cultivates is also the Tempest Sword Sutra that opens and closes.

An extremely heavy sword, with a speed like a violent wind, the power is naturally amazing.

So deep in Zhao Qing's heart, he didn't think that he had no hope of winning.

Because he had already experienced a sword sacrifice trial, he knew very well that this was not a competition that anyone who walked fast could win, and he walked even more carefully and slowly than Ding Ning.

At the moment when he had just slowly walked through an arch-like gap, between the trees behind him, several green vines suddenly stretched out silently, rapidly approaching his back.

When these living creatures were still a few feet away from his back, Zhao Qing, who was extremely vigilant, finally reacted, shouted loudly, pulled out the broadsword he was carrying with his right hand like electricity, and swung it back with his backhand.

There were several popping sounds.

These green vines were all shattered into countless cyan debris by his sword.

It's just that before he could breathe a sigh of relief, another green vine stabbed out like a sword in the forest beside him.

The surface of this green vine shone with a cold light that was different from that of the few green vines.

Zhao Qing realized something, and his face changed suddenly.

A sharp cry erupted from his mouth again, and the true qi in his body no longer stingy poured into the broadsword in his hand.

Several straight runes on the body of the broadsword in his hand lit up, and a snow-white sword aura shone all over his body.

The sword aura at the front end of the broadsword was particularly intense, a mass of several feet square, giving people the feeling that he was not using a sword, but like he was using an axe.

With a bang, the swords and vines intersected, and there was a sound like the impact of gold and iron.

His body shook slightly, and this obviously different green vine was also cut off by his sword.

However, at this moment, a chill suddenly appeared in his heart.

He subconsciously looked at his feet.

The fallen leaves under his feet suddenly boiled and jumped upward.

Several tiny vines instantly wrapped around his ankles, and the slightest tug caused his body to lose its balance and fall forward.

The broadsword in his hand flashed again, slashing at his feet.

With a few pops, the vines under his feet were all cut off by him, but at the same time, he couldn't stop the few vines shooting in front of him again.

His whole body was dragged on the ground for several feet, and then he hit the tree wall, and he was bound more and more tightly by more vines, not to mention swinging his sword, even breathing became more and more difficult, and his face was red.

Zhao Qing let out a sad scream.

He was extremely unwilling, but he knew that the only thing he could do at this time was to stand still and stop struggling.

"Why is this year's sacrificial sword trial so much more difficult than in previous years?"

When such a question flashed uncontrollably in his mind, many people's exclamations also sounded in the Sword Sacrifice Valley, but they were all isolated by the unique formation.

Looking down from the viewing platform in mid-air, the mountains and forests around the entrance of the Sword Sacrifice Canyon had turned into a boiling green sea at this time.

There were many people fighting in a panic, the broken branches and leaves of countless vines were flying, and many were already entangled like him and could not move, and could only accept the result of defeat at the beginning.

All the students of the Qingteng Sword Academy who were in it were thinking the same as him at the moment.

Why is this year's sacrificial sword trial so difficult?

In previous years, in this kind of area, it was impossible to have the particularly powerful vines that they habitually called the Vine King.

However, this year, not only have the number of attack points that seem to be attacked greatly increased, but it even seems that there will be such a vine king in every attack point.

Di Qingmei, who was standing on the edge of the viewing platform, had a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth at the moment.

He naturally understood the shock and confusion in the hearts of these students at this moment, because this change was precisely at his behest.

No matter how difficult it is, it's fair to everyone, but it can better ensure that people like He Chaoxi, who he wants to win, win.

......

On the viewing platform on the other side, Xie Rou's brows frowned slightly.

Compared to other places, Ding Ning's route seemed to be relatively calm.

But at this moment, she saw a slight movement in the wall-like vine forest beside Ding Ning.

Several vines, which were originally hanging softly, suddenly poured into some kind of power, and became hard, like several small swords, and began to stab out quietly.

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