Destiny Martial God

In front of the Sword Tower!

According to the time when Yu Haoran entered the 61st floor of the Sword Tower, he has almost begun to be besieged by 54 Martial Saint 7th Rank Swordsmen.

In the eyes of Old Man Cangshan and the other two masters, it will take at most three to five minutes for Yu Haoran to be defeated by the 54 swordsmen and then leave the Sword Tower.

Therefore, they were too lazy to practice breathing by sitting cross-legged with their knees bent.

Ten minutes passed, and Yu Haoran, who was expected to be defeated by the 54 swordsmen, did not appear at the south gate of the Sword Tower. This made Old Man Cangshan unable to help but go around to the west side of the Sword Tower, and then looked up at the Sword Tower. He found that the 61st floor of the Sword Tower was still lit, and he couldn't help but frowned.

Twenty minutes passed, and the light on the 61st floor on the west side of the Sword Tower was still not extinguished, which forced the other two masters to stand together and look up at the 61st floor of the Sword Tower like Old Man Cangshan.

"It seems that Yu Haoran's talent in swordsmanship has far exceeded my expectations. The 61st floor of the Sword Tower is not his limit!" Qian Shuhao said with a sigh, combining his experience on the 61st floor of the Sword Tower.

"Senior Qian, you mean that Yu Haoran is likely to break into the 62nd floor of the Sword Tower!" After hearing Qian Shuhao's sigh, Qiu, a martial saint, immediately asked.

Because in his opinion, if Yu Haoran can break into the 62nd floor of the Sword Tower, then it is normal for his initial judgment to be wrong.

After all, his swordsmanship cultivation can be on par with Qian Shuhao, and his swordsmanship talent has reached the level of the top demon, which is beyond his ability to predict.

Shaking his head, Qian Shuhao took a deep breath and said with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"I'm afraid the 62nd floor is not his limit."

"Zi...!"

The sound of gasping for air is enough to show how amazing Qian Shuhao's evaluation just now is, and it is enough to prove that Yu Haoran's talent in swordsmanship may have surpassed his own amazing talent in alchemy and formation.

"Look, Yu Haoran has successfully entered the 62nd floor of the Sword Tower!" Just when everyone on the peak was shocked by Qian Shuhao's high evaluation of Haoran, the martial saint who had always respected Yu Haoran immediately reminded loudly when he saw the 62nd floor of the Sword Tower emitting light.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Yu Haoran not only did not leave the Sword Tower as quickly as he expected, but rushed directly into the 62nd floor of the Sword Tower, the old man Cangshan snorted in dissatisfaction, and after returning to the east gate of the Sword Tower, he sat down cross-legged.

The other two strong men looked at each other, shook their heads with a bitter smile, and then sat cross-legged in front of their own sword tower like the old man Cangshan.

In the 62nd floor of the Sword Tower!

"The mountains collapsed and the earth cracked!"

Using the powerful physical strength of the ancestor witch body, combined with the gradually improved sixth move of the self-created swordsmanship, he directly killed the martial saint rank 8 swordsman who had just condensed.

According to the power of the attack just now and the strength of the swordsman condensed in space, Yu Haoran found that the 62nd floor of the Sword Tower still could not stop him from moving forward. This made him roar excitedly, and then he raised his sword to kill the two condensed Martial Saint 8th Grade Swordsmen.

Time passed by minute by minute!

Everyone found that Yu Haoran, who broke into the 62nd floor of the Sword Tower, had no tendency to lose, and their eyes gradually showed expectations.

If Yu Haoran could break into the 63rd floor of the Sword Tower with the cultivation of the initial 3rd grade of the Martial Saint, that is, reaching the limit of the Martial Saint realm, then he would successfully enter a ranking list of the Sword Tower, a ranking that records the strength of the Sword Tower for the challengers for tens of thousands of years.

As for the final ranking, it depends not only on whether Yu Haoran can break into the 63rd floor, but also on how many Martial Saint 9th Grade Swordsmen he killed on the 63rd floor.

"Look, Yu Haoran broke into the 63rd floor of the Sword Tower!" Just as the light on the 63rd floor of the Sword Tower just appeared, the Martial Saint who respected him shouted loudly.

"Senior Qian, you have a unique vision!" Seeing Yu Haoran really break into the 63rd floor of the Sword Tower, the martial saint Qiu said with admiration.

"Brother Qiu, it's not that I have a unique vision, but because this is the induction of the mysterious power between true swordsmen."

Shaking his head, Qian Shuhao explained.

"If I exchanged positions with Yu Haoran, and he guessed the level of my final breakthrough, the result would be almost the same."

"Senior Qian, according to your judgment, can Yu Haoran finally enter the top 100 of the Sword Tower rankings?"

Uncle Ling, who was shocked by Yu Haoran's success in breaking through the levels, was completely impressed by Yu Haoran's talent in swordsmanship, and also became very interested in his final strength ranking, and couldn't help asking.

"The time span of the strength ranking of the Sword Tower is too long, and there are too many sword masters that I have never seen or heard of, so I can't guess Yu Haoran's final ranking."

Speaking of this, Qian Shuhao looked at the shining 63rd floor of the Sword Tower and said with a hint of envy in his tone.

"However, based on Yu Haoran's performance on the 61st and 62nd floors, he will definitely be in the top 100!"

On the 62nd floor of the Sword Tower!

Looking at the densely packed Martial Saint 8th Rank Swordsmen in front of him, Yu Haoran took a deep breath, and suddenly exerted force with his left hand holding the iron sword, mobilizing the law of speed to integrate into the body of the Ancestral Witch.

The moving attack steps and the use of his own sword skills made him seem to instantly separate into 81 clones holding iron swords, and immediately killed the 81 Martial Saint 8th Rank Swordsmen condensed in the Sword Tower space.

With his eyes closed, Yu Haoran seized the time to comprehend an idea that suddenly emerged in his mind just now, an idea that his self-created swordsmanship could continue to merge.

He knew that if the two self-created swordsmanship moves could be completely merged, then he could truly create his own swordsmanship martial arts, and the grade would definitely not be lower than the heavenly level.

Moreover, with the confidence of creating his own heavenly level swordsmanship martial arts, he also had the confidence to create a martial arts martial arts suitable for his own mind.

But unfortunately, just when he had just grasped a trace of the idea that emerged in his mind, the Martial Saint Ninth Grade Swordsman condensed by the 63rd Sword Tower made him extremely unwilling to give up the comprehension.

"Kill!"

Looking up at the swordsman with no emotion in his eyes, the unwillingness turned into depression, and the depression turned into anger. After Yu Haoran shouted, he rushed directly towards the Martial Saint Ninth Grade Swordsman.

"Boom!"

As the two iron swords collided, the space on the 63rd floor of the Sword Tower suddenly formed a loud noise.

With the loud noise, Yu Haoran and the swordsman retreated nine steps respectively.

Shaking his arms that were numb from the shock, Yu Haoran looked at the Martial Saint Ninth Rank Swordsman with a solemn look in his eyes.

Because through the head-on fight just now, he found that the Martial Saint Ninth Rank Swordsman condensed in the Sword Tower space was at least twenty times stronger than the Martial Saint Eighth Rank Swordsman.