Zhao Zhicheng's muscles raised high, like dragons, ferocious and terrifying.
He shouted to the sky, exerting his strength, his arms surged, one person's size, and tiny scales grew on it, as if they had turned into a monster.
Lin Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly. He felt the pressure from the other party. He did not resist and his body retreated like lightning.
Rumble!
Lin Xuan left a golden phantom on the spot, and then he hid to the side.
puff!
Zhao Zhicheng was traveling like a monster, with great strength and strangled the phantom left by Lin Xuan with both fists.
"Escape, I see where you can escape?" Zhao Zhicheng looked crazy and his whole body was as good as a demon.
Instead of fighting with him, Lin Xuan drew out the Red Flame Sword, and a powerful sword intent burst out from his body, with a high fighting spirit in his eyes.
"I just warmed up just now, and now it's the official competition!" Lin Xuan's expression was cold, as if the sword god was reborn, and there were countless sword energy surrounding him on his body.
With a sword out, the green spiritual power gathered into sword lights, forming a sword rain all over the sky, covering Zhao Zhicheng. Each sword contained half-step sword intent, and the terrifying power made people desperate.
"Is this the sword intent? It's really scary!" Many core disciples' faces changed slightly, and they looked at Lin Xuan in the field with lingering fear.
The long sword roared and the sword energy soared into the sky. The aftermath made them tremble, let alone Zhao Zhicheng, who was shrouded in it.
"Iron Body Art!"
Faced with such a terrifying attack, Zhao Zhicheng also twitched. He shouted loudly, and a layer of silver horny 3 quickly formed on his body, and his whole body seemed to be made of copper and iron.
clang clang clang!
The sword energy hit him, making the sound of metal intersecting, making the eardrum tremble and clanging.
Ordinary inner disciples were frightened by this scene, and even the core disciples frowned. This kind of attack made people unable to hide and could only resist.
When the sword rain disappeared, the entire arena became like a sieve, without a perfect place, Zhao Zhicheng's body was covered with sword marks, and the dense wounds were shocking.
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Zhao Zhicheng shouted wildly, "Wind-torn hand!"
When the two huge palms pulled hard, the air in front was drained, as if the space was divided into two halves, and that kind of force wanted to tear people apart.
Click!
Half of the ring was cut open by this force and spread to the distance.
It's so terrifying. This power is no longer something that ordinary martial artists in the Condensation Realm can do. It has exceeded the limit of the human body.
"It's over!" Lin Xuan stepped on the magical thunder step, turned into an arc, and quickly escaped from the space.
With a sword, the thunder and lightning sword energy formed in the air, and with the power of the half-step sword intent, it slashed down with a bang.
Crack Crack Crack Crack!
No matter how strong Zhao Zhicheng's body was, he could not withstand the power of the half-step sword intent. He flew backwards, and there was a half-foot-long hole in front of him, and white bones could be vaguely seen.
In the field, Lin Xuan was fluttering black hair, and his body was filled with this terrifying sword intent. Around him, golden arcs formed small swords, constantly wandering.
He killed Zhao Zhicheng with one sword, and no one could match this power.
Several disciples quickly carried the seriously injured Zhao Zhicheng away and left the place without looking back. It can be imagined that this incident must have swept the entire inner sect.
Tang Yi and Xiang Chen looked at Lin Xuan in the field, their eyes full of fighting spirit. As expected, this young man would be their biggest enemy.
Putting away the sword intent, Lin Xuan greeted the two of them, and then left quickly. The quota for the core disciples was obtained, and then they were waiting to enter the blood trial.
In the following days, in addition to Lin Xuan, some people began to challenge core disciples, but the chances of winning were not high. After all, core disciples represent the strongest level of a sect, and the resources they enjoy on weekdays are far more than ordinary disciples.
But there are exceptions, that is, Shangguan Liuyun, who entered the inner sect with Lin Xuan, defeated the tenth core disciple and won a place. Moreover, Dong Ying and Zhao Zhicheng were injured one after another, and were all squeezed out of the core disciple.
Ten days later, the sect announced the last quota.
Among the core disciples, except Lin Xuan, Shangguan Liuyun and a female disciple named Yunyue, the rest are core disciples of Yuan, and the remaining five are Murong Qianling, Zheng Jun, Kong Hao, Guo Jia and Hong Feng.
These five people are all personal disciples of the elders of the inner sect. They are powerful and have entered the Spirit Sea Realm. They are all under twenty-four years old, which fully meets the standards for entering the Blood Trial Land.
Among them, Murong Qianling is the disciple of Elder Hua, while Zheng Jun is the disciple of Elder Xue.
This news surprised Lin Xuan slightly. He didn't expect that Elder Xue would actually have an apprentice, and his strength reached the Linghai Realm.
Five days later, these fifteen people will gather in front of the hall and lead the elders of the sect to the blood-colored trial land.
Many disciples sighed helplessly, lamenting that they had no chance with the Blood Trial, and some younger disciples were determined to participate in the next trial.
The fifteen people who received the quota were preparing for the trial wholeheartedly.
Lin Xuan’s practice in the past few days is very simple. He did not learn new martial arts, but continued to consolidate his existing martial arts, and used ten times the gravity and spiritual wine to temper it every day.
On the third day, Murong Qianling found Lin Xuan and went to see Elder Hua with him.
Elder Hua was the woman in the palace dress that day. She was Murong Qianling's master and had also entered the blood trial.
This time, Lin Xuan and the others were invited to inform them of some information.
The Blood Trial Land is opened every seven years, and the Xuantian Sect has established a sect for 600 years. During this period, I don’t know how many times it has entered. Although the situation is not exactly the same each time, the general information is still found.
Lin Xuan is holding a map in his hand, which is a map of the Blood Trial Land, with mountains, forests, rivers, and palaces on it, just like a small world.
"Entering the Blood Trial Land is just an opportunity, and it depends on your own chance to change your destiny." Elder Hua said simply, "It is roughly divided into three areas. The first is the outer area. There is little danger there, and there are not many relative resources to cherish. When you are on the outer area, you are mainly careful of the disciples of other forces."
"The second area is the Blood Forest, where all kinds of monsters are lurking, two of which are listed as forbidden areas. One is the bat cave, where a third-level top monster is dormant inside. The Bat King, when encountering it, there is almost no possibility of escape."
"There is another place that is a mysterious valley. No one knows what is inside. Anyone who is close to them has died inexplicably. You must not go to these two places!"
Lin Xuan recorded the two forbidden areas and continued to listen.
"The third area is the Blood-colored Palace, which is the real treasure land. There are countless elixirs and weapons in it. In the past, many disciples from the Condensation Realm entered, and when they came out, they were already warriors from the Spirit Sea Realm."
"Not only saves years of hard work, but also the warriors who have advanced to the scene are obviously stronger than ordinary spiritual sea realm warriors."
Chapter completed!