Porter of Two Worlds

The entrance to the Martial Arts Inheritance Land is still a three-meter-high hole, but it is dark and cold, and it is made of unknown metal.

The entrance is gloomy and cold, and a fierce and murderous aura is about to burst out from inside, making people feel chilly. Just looking at it makes people feel cold all over, like a giant beast's mouth waiting to swallow the person who enters it!

Martial arts and Shinto are really different, I feel a little nervous, the legendary zongzi won't come out of it, right?

Looking at the entrance of the Martial Arts Inheritance Land in front of him, Bai Yang was a little hesitant, because the atmosphere here was too disturbing.

Looking inside with the neck up, after a hundred meters of passage, there is an empty hall.

The hall was dark and cold, the temperature seemed to have dropped by tens of degrees, and there seemed to be a gloomy wind blowing, making one's hair stand on end.

Even if there is a light body the size of a table on the top of the hall to illuminate everything, it still gives people a dark and weird feeling.

This hall is a hundred meters high and hundreds of meters wide. The ground is dark and cold. It is made of solid gold and iron. The walls are also made of the same material. It is easy to think of the word death row.

In the hall, there were more than ten people at this time, and they seemed to be experiencing something terrible.

They walked forward with difficulty, and every step seemed to be under boundless pressure.

Could it be that a gravity formation is set inside? Bai Yang was feeling weird, so he decided to observe first before talking.

So he stood at the entrance and stretched his neck to look inside, but he didn't go in.

Of the dozen or so people, some were ahead, some were behind, and they moved forward step by step.

The person in the front was trembling and trembling, sweating, his eyes were wide open, his eyes were red, his body was pure white and full of vital energy, he would fall down at any time.

Bai Yang didn't know this person, he was a middle-aged man in gray clothes, with an ancient sword on his back, giving off a sharp and sharp look.

Roar……

Suddenly, a low growl came out of his throat, and he took a step forward again.

Boom, the true essence swelled, the air exploded, and the ground seemed to be shaking.

Pfft, it's weird, after he took this step, his face suddenly turned pale, his true essence collapsed, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, not only that, his eyes were bleeding,

All of a sudden weary down.

Pa da, he lay on the ground, twitching all over his body and froze for a moment.

died!

I wipe, what the hell!

Seeing this scene, Bai Yang was taken aback. What the hell kind of place is this? People can still die after walking two steps? At best, Uncle Zhao is fooling people.

Looking left and right, Bai Yang found that there were more than a dozen corpses lying in the hall, both front and back, with strange death patterns and grim expressions, as if they had experienced something terrible.

Paralysis, there can't be ghosts, right? Uh, ghosts are at best ghosts in this world, and I didn't feel any strange fluctuations.

Bai Yang couldn't figure it out, what was going on?

The person in front died, and the expression of the person behind changed slightly, but they did not stop moving forward.

They were full of real energy, and they were shining one by one, as if they were wearing sacred battle clothes. They moved forward step by step, and walked forward with difficulty. They never stopped their steps because someone died.

Is this the inheritance of martial arts? So bloody and horrible!

Bai Yang's heart froze, and he realized that martial arts inheritance might not be so easy to obtain. The Shinto side tests wisdom, so what is the martial arts test?

can not understand.

After thinking about it and looking at the pitch-black entrance, Bai Yang stepped in anyway.

Swish, as soon as he entered the tunnel, Bai Yang's hair stood on end, his whole body was cold, and a sense of unknown fear enveloped his heart, as if he was being targeted by a dark poisonous snake.

I want to see what kind of monsters and ghosts there are.

Bai Yang gritted his teeth and strode in. Not even Jian Yun, that cheating bastard who left so many behind-the-scenes, couldn't handle me. Are you afraid of a mere test?

He walked along the passage into the hall, and the more he went forward, the more uneasy he felt in his heart. Although the people in front heard Bai Yang's footsteps and knew that someone was coming, no one looked back, as if he would die if he breathed a sigh of relief. .

Stepping into the hall, Bai Yang looked forward and immediately saw their target.

On the 100-meter-high pitch-black wall in front, there is a vertical crack, as if cut by a sword, piercing through the wall.

The cracks were pitch black, almost integrated with the wall, so Bai Yang hadn't noticed it with his naked eyes before.

Seeing that crack, Bai Yang felt cold all over his body. He didn't know why, but felt that the crack was extremely terrifying, and he couldn't say what it was.

Are they going to walk into that crack? But Mao has an expression like a dead father? Bai Yang had a strange expression on his face.

Looking around, he probably knew the reason.

On the edge of this hall, there is a three-meter-high stone tablet with a stylus and silver hook writing a passage:

The place where martial arts is inherited, bear the sword intent I left behind, step into the cracks, and enter the next test!

There are not many words on the stele, but every word gives people a sense of murderous intent. Every stroke, as if a cold sword is about to spray out to kill the person who reads the word.

The legendary sword intent? Bai Yang stared.

Well, he doesn't understand at all...

what……

While Bai Yang was looking at the stele, there was another loud roar in front of him, the voice was full of unwillingness, he fell to the ground spurting blood, bleeding from his seven orifices, and then stopped moving.

Another death!

Bai Yang only felt his teeth sore, why would someone die while walking? And the death is so miserable!

Although there is only a trace of the supreme sword intent left by the great master who can kill the king of murder, it is not something I can bear. It is hateful, the inheritance is ahead...

Once again, someone was unwilling to roar, and when he finished saying this sentence, his whole body was full of vigour, and then, with a pop, his whole body exploded!

Blood gushed out, his corpse exploded, and he exploded strangely.

Holding the grass, do you want to be so scary, he is inexplicably exploded after bearing the so-called sword intent?

Bai Yang was dumbfounded, wondering if he should run away.

I understand!

Just when Bai Yang was hesitating, a voice like this came from not far away from him.

Nimma, who? Bai Yang was taken aback, and the blood-pattern sword was instantly taken out of the interspatial bag, floating by his side, ready to chop at any time.

Glaring, paralysis is not a ghost.

It was a man in a black robe, with his back against the wall behind him, keeping silent all the time, Bai Yang hadn't noticed before.

He was attracted by the eerie atmosphere of this place, so he was in no mood to observe others.

It's you? The other party looked at Bai Yang at this moment, and took a step back subconsciously.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Bai Yang looked at the other party angrily and said, So it's you, I said the suspect, why are you standing there sneakily?

Hearing Bai Yang's words, the black-robed man's expression twitched, and he said speechlessly, Master Bai, my name is Fan Yixian, not a suspect.

It doesn't matter, don't worry about these details, you just said you understood, tell me, what do you understand? Bai Yang waved his hand and said.

He did recognize this person, Fan Yixian, one of the first people who followed Yu Feifeng to Mihe Forest, he usually doesn't talk much, and likes to hang out with Fang Ye.

Why should I tell you? The other party dropped such a sentence, and his figure rushed towards the crack in front of him.

want to run?

Bai Yang's eyes widened, and the silver chain on his wrist flew out with a swish, entangled it and forcibly pulled it back.

The other party fell to Bai Yang's feet with a bang, and said speechlessly, Young Master Bai, I didn't offend you, did I? Can't you pretend that I don't exist?

Speak clearly for me first, what do you understand? I'm very curious, don't try to run away if you don't speak clearly, or I'll beat you up, you know, I can do it Bai Yang stared road.

I￥%...

Fan Yixian wanted to scold her, who did I provoke, and you won't let me go just because I said something extra?

Master Bai, let me go first, I'll tell you. Fan Yixian was so angry that Bai Yang made him lose his temper, so he could only compromise.

That's right.

Bai Yang controls the chain to let him go, but the chain rattles and vibrates beside him, which means you run one and give me a try.

Fan Yixian stood up, subconsciously took a step away from Bai Yang, then pointed to the crack in front of him and said, Master Bai, this place tests a person's willpower.

And then? Bai Yang nodded.

Then, that crack was actually left by Senior Jianlin, who left behind the inheritance of martial arts, and tore open the wall with a sword. It contains a trace of the sword intent of Senior Jianlin.

Quickly explain clearly, don't dawdle, Bai Yang urged.

Fan Yixian almost rolled his eyes, did you ever ask someone like that? If I hadn't been afraid of your ability to beat the Grandmaster, I would have beat your father to such a degree that even your father didn't even know you.

Taking a deep breath, Fan Yixian continued: Because that crack contains a trace of the sword intent of Senior Jianlin, everyone who wants to enter the crack and go to the next level must use their willpower to resist that trace of sword intent , if one's willpower is not firm enough to resist, one will be killed by that trace of sword intent.

Speaking of which, this is the place to test your willpower? But how do you get there? Bai Yang narrowed his eyes.

Resistance, this is the only way, if you can bear it, go through it, and the closer you get to the crack, the stronger the sword intent, there is no other way. Fan Yixian choked out such a sentence.

Tsk, what you said means you didn't say anything, Bai Yang was speechless, waved his hand and said: Don't talk about such useless things to me, tell me honestly, how did you get there, you understand what you just said subconsciously, don't think I didn't hear it, you must There is a way

I……

Fan Yixian really wants to scold her, how can I tell you how I have been observing here for a day?

However, he saw that Bai Yang's chains were rattling and shaking again, so he had to compromise, well, this man can't be offended, it's okay to tell you, anyway, you won't be able to make it through if you tell you.

I thought of a way. In the past, you must first rush over at the fastest speed. Secondly, you need to divert your attention. After all, although the sword intent exists, it is dead. It is not aimed at anyone, but you should pay attention to him. He will target you, as long as you don't think about or look at the crack, you won't feel the sword intent.

However, this is very difficult, because everyone wants to enter the crack, and the preconception keeps it in their hearts. It is impossible to ignore him. If you force yourself not to think about it, the more you will pay attention to the crack. The easier it is to be targeted by the sword...

Before Fan Yixian finished speaking, Bai Yang waved his hand and said, You mean, you just need to divert your attention from the crack and walk over it, right? That's fine, you have nothing to do, Go... (To be continued.) 8