Just as Shi Xiaole put away the parchment, three bright lights appeared in the void, just in the shape of a triangle, and stabbed at him seamlessly.

Sonorous.

Shi Xiaole's arm was slightly numb.

These three attacks, each of which is not weaker than the full force of the Xuanqi Ninefold Peak Swordsman, are replaced by other Xuanqi Quadruple Swordsmen, not to mention that the three swords join forces, and one sword will be defeated.

The sword light was as dense as weaving, appearing and disappearing, and this time it seemed to form a kind of sword formation, and the speed increased exponentially. When the tip of the sword brushes through the air, the sparks are always splashed out with a delay, because the speed is too fast, creating the illusion of the human eye.

Fortunately, Shi Xiaole didn't rely on his eyes, his mind sensed fluctuations, he was like an arm command, and his shot was three life-killing sword qi, and he defeated the second wave of attacks in time.

Unexpectedly, the sword array will change.

The three sword lights condensed into one, and the terrifying sword momentum was like a balloon inflated, spreading with an unstoppable momentum, making Shi Xiaole feel a trace of pressure.

Replaced by three swordsmen at the peak of the Nine Peaks of Xuan Qi, Shi Xiaole would not win easily, but he would never be as passive as he is now.

Because as long as people cooperate, there will be flaws, but the flaws in the attacks controlled by the formation are too small, so small that Shi Xiaole can find them, and they can't change the speed of the formation.

The sound of long swords clashing sounded in a string.

If the heroes outside the silver horns saw this scene, they would definitely change color in shock.

The speed of the three sword shadows has reached the point where it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and often the sound sounds, so that the sword light can be faintly seen flashing.

And Shi Xiaole's sword speed is also incredible, every time he stabs out, it will be accompanied by several deadly sword qi. The three sword lights were shattered again and again, and they condensed again and again.

"Oops!"

Suddenly, the sword light escaped from the ground, Shi Xiaole just wanted to dodge and dodge, his body slammed into the top stone slab, if he hadn't reacted in time, he was almost pierced through the chest by the second sword.

The third sword struck almost in no particular order, finally cutting a wound in his arm.

And then it's the three-sword cycle again.

The situation was very unfavorable to Shi Xiaole, in such a strange space on the fifth layer, it was impossible to dodge normally, once the action was deformed, the sword light would take advantage of the void to enter.

Brush.

As soon as the sword came out, the sword qi was like a red flower, and this time the three sword lights were crushed at the same time.

The fourteenth sword of death.

But soon, the three sword lights took shape at the same time and continued to attack.

A quarter of an hour.

Two quarters of an hour.

Before I knew it, half an hour had passed.

After a long period of nervousness, coupled with the continuous use of the Fourteen Deadly Swords, Shi Xiaole could be said to be exhausted, his face was a little pale, and there were some more wounds on his body.

This is also Shi Xiaole, his attack power, mind, reaction speed, and internal strength are all much stronger than the ordinary Xuanqi Quadruple Master, and his body is a little worse.

If you were someone else, you would have been defeated many times.

But Rao is like this, Shi Xiaole has also reached the edge of the limit, and he can't last long.

"Attacks have slowed down. ”

Shi Xiaole found that the three sword lights were not all consumed, at least compared to half an hour, the speed was at least thirty percent slower. And the magnitude of the slowdown is also increasing.

Taking a deep breath, Shi Xiaole's eyes sharpened. He said that he wanted to test his limits, and there was undoubtedly an opportunity in front of him.

......

"Why haven't you come out yet?"

Outside the silver horns, from time to time, a new Junjie walked into the range of five hundred meters, seeing that everyone looked anxiously waiting, puzzled, and after learning about the situation, they were all shocked and joined the waiting army.

First, everyone wanted to see who the young man in Tsing Yi in Wang Yuan's mouth was. Second, every time ten people enter the tower, they must all come out before they can proceed to the next round.

"Did you hear, just this afternoon, someone climbed to the fifth floor of the Silver Horn. ”

"Impossible, deceitful, right? Who, could it be the little sword marquis of the sunset?"

"No, not any of the three geniuses, it is said to be an unknown person in green clothes. ”

Many people in Baishan City saw the abnormality of the silver horns before, and there was no shortage of some good people to go to find out. As a result, word of mouth spread the news, and when I learned such a news, it immediately spread back to Baishan City like a tide.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and Baishan City was a complete sensation.

As a recognized touchstone of genius in Daliang martial arts, Yinniujiao has been standing for thousands of years, and whoever can be the first to climb to the fifth layer is destined to be famous in the rivers and lakes, and even recorded in the history of Daliang rivers and lakes!

This is the first time in a thousand years, how can it not be a sensation.

For a while, countless figures swept towards the silver bull horn, although they could not get close to the range of five hundred meters, it did not prevent some people from waiting outside in order to grasp the latest movements.

In the winter night, it gets dark early, and the cold wind blows, but it can't cool the heat in everyone's hearts.

"Hey, you said, that person hasn't come out yet, will it, will it be possible, break through the fifth floor and ascend to the sixth floor?"

A thin young man looked around and suddenly whispered a terrible guess.

"Impossible! The fifth layer has broken the thousand-year record, and the sixth layer will never be able to be climbed. ”

Immediately someone loudly retorted.

"Brother Zhang, what do you think?"

The free swordsman looked at Zhang Silou.

Among the people present, only Zhang Silou had been to the fourth floor, and he had the most right to speak.

Hearing this, everyone looked at Zhang Silou in unison.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Silou's voice was imperceptibly hoarse: "I once heard the kamikaze boy say that if you want to break through the fourth layer, you must have the combat power to cross the fivefold realm. The fifth layer, maybe it's sixfold, or maybe it's an even stranger request, if you want to break through, it's comparable to ascending to the sky. But that brother can not be, perhaps, there is a glimmer of hope. ”

From the perspective of reason, and even personal emotion, Zhang Silou also favored Shi Xiaole's inability to pass the test.

Ascending to the fifth layer has already left these so-called geniuses behind, and if they still ascend to the sixth layer, many people's hearts will not be able to stand it.

But if there is no hope, how can the other party not come out until now?

With a long breath, Zhang Silou suddenly felt that he was a little sad.

Climbing to the fourth floor was enough to raise his prestige to the next level. But now, who will pay attention to him, just as a foil.

......

On the fifth layer of the silver horn, it was so quiet that only the sound of the long sword clashing remained, and the frequency was so high that people's hearts beat faster and blood boiled.

Shi Xiaole has reached the point of exhaustion, and his body is full of blood.

The power of his swordsmanship was only one-third of that of his heyday, and he could defeat three sword lights in dozens of moves, but now he had to move three hundred moves.

Fortunately, the recovery period of the three sword lights has also become longer, from the first moment to the current one hundred and fifty breaths, giving Shi Xiaole a certain amount of rest.

And every time like this, Shi Xiaole will be desperate to run Brahma and self, hoping to recover to the greatest extent. Invisibly, his understanding and application of this internal skill has become more perfect.

Three times.

Five times.

The recovery period of the sword light suddenly increased by a multiplier.

Shi Xiaole saw hope, his numb arm, and insisted on waving with willpower beyond the limit, squeezing power from his blood and even his soul.

Three hundred breaths.

Six hundred breaths.

A quarter of an hour.

When the last sword shattered the sword light, the Qingfeng sword fell to the ground, and Shi Xiaole lay on the ground, losing even the strength to take a big breath.

There was silence all around.

Shi Xiaole waited for the moment when he was slashed by the sword light and left the silver horn.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the mountain shook, choking dust, and at the highest point of the fifth layer, the stone wall cracked through it, revealing a more ancient and vicissitudes of concave and convex stone steps.

"Passed?"

Shi Xiaole was surprised and delighted, but found that his muscles had already become numb and he couldn't laugh at all. After a full two hours, he had the strength to get up, and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, and his luck recovered.

Although everything experienced in the silver horn is only an illusion, as long as people do not leave, there is no difference from reality.

At this time, the outside world has already reached the time of nightfall.

"Why haven't you come out yet?"

"I've never seen anything happen in there, someone has been in Silver Horn for so long. ”

A lot of people are starting to get impatient.

But more people seem to be extremely curious. There are even a few people who maliciously speculate whether there is something wrong with the formation, and Shi Xiaole has an accident inside.

"According to you, I'd love to take on that guy right now. ”

In the crowd, the 'Rainstorm Swordsman' Xie Dong had long lost his initial arrogance, and said to Zheng Dan with an expectant expression.

The reason why he wanted to fight Shi Xiaole was not because he was unconvinced, but because he wanted to see how big the gap between him and the fifth layer was through the other party.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to force him out of his strength. ”

Zheng Dan said lightly.

Two more hours passed, and the time came to be ugly.

The fifth layer of silver horns.

"It's finally recovered. ”

Shi Xiaole's injuries were not serious, mainly skin injuries, so as soon as the internal strength recovered, he was basically fine. Standing up, he walked towards the stone staircase.

The stone ladder is simple in form, and the mottled traces reveal the vicissitudes of a long time ago. Walking up the stairs step by step, Shi Xiaole finally came to the sixth floor.

For a moment, he felt the entire silver horn vibrate, and then calmed down.

In the outside world, a layer of dazzling but not dazzling powerful light suddenly shone in all directions, and the shape of a ripple could not help but spread rapidly to the surroundings.

Anyone who comes into contact with this ray of light only feels that even their souls are throbbing and trembling.

In Baishan City, countless vigilant warriors sensed the strange fluctuations coming from the air, and they all got up from the bed, pushed open the window, opened their mouths, and were dumbfounded.

"No, this, this ......"

Outside the silver horns, many people stared blankly at the high light, as if they had lost the ability to think, and even their necks stiffened.

"The sixth floor, he, he ascended the sixth floor. ”

Wang Yuan's expression was dull, and after a long blank period in his mind, he had the illusion of dreaming.

Suddenly, he remembered that he regarded himself as a 'senior' and mentioned the picture of Shi Xiaole, and he was so ashamed that he wanted to go underground.

"Fake!"

Xie Dong's eyes bulged. It took him a long time to accept the fact that Shi Xiaole had ascended to the fifth layer, and now all this was almost beyond his ability to bear.