Rules of Super Seminary Advent

"I'm really looking forward to the meeting between this little guy and Senior Li! Sword God and Sword Demon, these are the goals that my sword cultivator has been pursuing throughout his life!"

Feng Qingyang secretly thought that after all, the sword god Li Chungang and the sword demon Dugu Qiufei both had the same title.

There may be sword masters, sword kings and other powerful sword cultivators in the world, but the only sword demons and sword gods are Dugu Qiubai and Li Chunkang.

Feiyangyang stood in front of the stone tablet with a solemn expression and a hint of awe in his eyes.

He slowly bent down and bowed deeply, his movements solemn and pious.

Time passed by, and after a long time, he straightened up, took a deep breath, and turned around.

At this moment, his gaze became extremely determined, and his eyes shone with a fiery light, like a blazing flame.

"I, Feiyangyang, will definitely live up to my senior's instructions, and I will never let Dugu Nine Swords be humiliated!"

He held the sword in his hand tightly, his voice was low but full of power.

After saying that, he stepped forward resolutely and walked on the eighth floor of the sword tower.

Every step was steady and powerful, as if he was declaring his determination and belief to the world.

A faint light fell on his body like a veil, reflecting his firm back.

At the same time, a long shadow was projected on the ground, like a black line leading the way, guiding him in the direction of progress.

The road ahead is rugged and winding, leading to the endless unknown distance.

However, there was no hesitation or flinching in Feiyangyang's steps.

At this moment, his heart was filled with infinite longing for the future and his unremitting pursuit of the highest realm of swordsmanship.

The sword energy whizzed past, causing his hair to fly.

He just walked forward step by step, leaving behind him a series of solid and firm footsteps.

No matter what difficulties and obstacles await Booyangyang ahead, he will not be afraid and move forward bravely.

Because he knows very well that only by experiencing the baptism of wind and rain can the sword be sharpened;

Only by constantly surpassing yourself can you reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship and become a true peerless swordsman.

At the same time, several others also found inheritance stone tablets that suited them one after another and completed the inheritance.

Among them, Hong Fengding and Wen Ningyu did not choose to continue looking for a way to enter the ninth floor. They were both seriously injured and had lost the ability to enter the ninth floor.

If you rush forward greedily, your life may be in danger.

They all have the appearance of sword immortals, but they don't want to perish at this stage.

Although others have obtained the inheritance of the Sword God, they also want to obtain the inheritance of the Sword God, so naturally they would not think that Hong Fengding and Wen Ningyu would give up like this.

"Lao Fei, I won't accompany you anymore. I probably won't have a chance to go to the ninth floor!"

Hong Fengding is very satisfied now. After all, the inheritance he received is very suitable for him. Even if he fails to get the inheritance from Sword God Li Chungang, he will be satisfied.

Feiyangyang nodded and responded: "Old Hong, take care of yourself. I want to give it a try. After all, I, the swordsman, would rather break than bend!"

After that, Feiyangyang, Shan Chengjie, Dong Fengming and Xue Changge continued to look for the entrance to the ninth floor.

Although they now have the inheritance of the ancient sword immortal, they are still struggling in the eighth level.

Boiling Yangyang took a deep breath and went against the terrifying torrent of sword energy, as if walking with difficulty in a swamp.

The closer you get to the entrance to the ninth floor, the more terrifying the sword energy becomes.

Boiling Yangyang and the others all exploded with all their sword energy to resist the sword energy in the sword tower, raised their heavy legs, and continued to move forward.

After a while, Feiyangyang and others arrived at the entrance of the ninth floor almost at the same time.

They all want to be the first person to enter the ninth level. Everyone moves forward and refuses to stop even if there is endless sword energy on their bodies.

"Snapped!!!"

"Bang!!!"

In the silent eighth floor, several harsh sounds suddenly sounded.

Unexpectedly, when Shan Chengjie and the others were just a few steps away from the entrance to the ninth floor, they were suddenly suppressed to the ground by the sword energy.

These few short steps were an insurmountable gap in their eyes.

The closer you get to the entrance of the ninth floor, the pressure of the sword energy becomes heavier and heavier, several times stronger than at other locations on the eighth floor.

"Stand up for me!!!"

Shan Chengjie, as the number one genius of the younger generation in the Sword Domain, resisted the pressure that was like Mount Tai crushing his eggs, and managed to hold himself up until he was crushed.

The veins in his arms popped out, every inch of the muscles were tense, and the bones made a tooth-piercing crunching sound.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead like raindrops, instantly soaking his back.

But Shan Chengjie remained unmoved at all, still desperately resisting the endless pressure of the sword energy.

Little by little, his body began to rise slowly. Although it was extremely difficult, he did not give up.

"what!!!"

Shan Chengjie roared angrily, and finally he stood up straight, like a tenacious and unyielding green pine.

Although it was crumbling, it still stood proudly, showing its unyielding will to the endless sword energy.

Shan Chengjie took another step, but he didn't expect that the infinite sword energy would bend his waist again, and even his knees could not stop shaking.

But even so, Shan Chengjie still didn't give up, even if he walked at a snail's pace, he had no intention of stopping.

Not to be outdone, Xue Changge and Dong Fengming struggled to get up, their bones creaking under the strain.

The two of them took a step at the same time, and suddenly a more powerful sword energy pressed on them.

With a "plop", Xue Changge and Dong Fengming were crushed again and fell to the ground.

The two laughed bitterly, and immediately gave up the idea of ​​moving forward. They sat cross-legged and meditated, sharpening the terrifying sword energy.

Feiyangyang gritted his teeth and struggled to get up. His condition was much better than that of Xue Changge and Dong Fengming.

However, he did not stride forward like the former, but shuffled his steps, crawling like a snail.

But such a little cleverness cannot deceive the sword energy of the sword tower.

"laugh!!!"

In an instant, Boiling Yangyang was pressed down by a stronger sword energy.

Due to the sudden and terrifying pressure, Boiling Yangyang was almost pushed to the ground, and his entire upper body was in contact with his calf.

Boiling Yangyang's palms were still one centimeter away from the ground. His arms were shaking, but he refused to support his palms to the ground.

"No, I promised senior that I would never bring shame to senior Dugu! Here, stand up!"

Boiling Yangyang roared in his heart, and then under the shocked eyes of Xue Changge and Dong Fengming, he slowly straightened his waist, and a "cracking" sound like exploding beans came from his waist.

"This guy...doesn't want his life?!"