She is Jianxiu

Chapter 464 Four hundred and sixty-three meteors
Seeing the long sword piercing through the puppet's chest, a stream of sword energy scattered behind him, and quickly dissipated into the air.

Then the star slaves fell down like weeds in the wind one after another, grabbing the ground with their heads!

Zhao Chun withdrew the sword energy, at this time the surroundings were illuminated again, and the ground returned to the steps on the wall.

Gazing upwards, perhaps because the climb is getting higher and higher, the top began to shed some soft light, and the little dust floating under the beam of light seemed particularly quiet.

Nine thousand feet!
But only [-]% of the real energy in her body was used up!
"Where the three heroes are outstanding, they are the peerless arrogance. To them, how is it different from ordinary monks?"

Zhao Chun knew that this record might seem unbelievable, but if any one of Ning Yuan on the stream list came forward, he would have the strength to go straight to nine thousand feet, but there is a difference in speed and loss of true energy That's all.

This is the hero of the human race, the elite among the elite of the same level!

If the world's monks are the foundation of the prosperity of the human race, then the heroic figures in the clan determine the extreme point of the prosperity of the human race.

"Let me see what this star slave puppet of the heroic level of the human race looks like!"

She suddenly stepped up, and gradually climbed to a height of [-] feet. When the floor was about to break, the steps were quickly laid out to form a bottom, and a tall puppet jumped down from the top. Judging from its stature, it was a full two feet. Remain!

Its body lines are smooth, not the slightest difference from a real person, its skin color is cold and white, and the joints are connected by things like flesh and blood, and the inner whites of the eyes are distinct, showing an indifference of ignorance.

If he hadn't known that only puppets would appear in the climbing tower, Zhao Chun would have thought that this was a real person!

"Good trick!"

She couldn't help praising, it's not an exaggeration to say that a craftsman who can make such a puppet is amazing!

While admiring, the star slave puppet had already attacked first, because Zhao Chun is a sword repairer, it also holds a long sword, and its figure is as nimble as a leopard when it jumps, and it is more than five feet free when its toes touch the ground, as light as the wind!
quickly!

Even if it is a puppet of the peerless genius level, compared with it, it is like a firefly seeing the bright moon.

Zhao Chun turned back and retreated, not because he was afraid of its attack, but because he was estimating the strength of this puppet in his heart.

Nine thousand one hundred feet is not the end, and the puppets will only get stronger and stronger.

You must calculate your strength, and you can break it with one blow!
The Xingnu puppet's offensive opened up and closed, and once it locked Zhao Chun's figure, it refused to let it go. The long sword in his hand seemed to have no sword moves to guide, but the sword was very flexible, quite a bit like Ji Wuxiu of the Taiyuan Taoist school The meaning of the free and unfettered school is in it, and the sword moves can be changed at any time to cope with Zhao Chun's offensive and defensive strategies.

However, the change of sword moves is a sign, and personal strength is the foundation of victory or defeat.

Zhao Chun's brows and eyes sharpened, and he already had a measure of the puppet's strength in his heart.

"You won't be able to enter the top [-] of the stream list, but you're only mediocre!"

She raised her sword horizontally and put the Star Slave puppet close to her. The two sword winds collided with each other, one of them was swept away, and Chang Jin's sharp sword pierced through it, piercing through the puppet's head without any hindrance. !
crackle!crackle!
The sword gang gathered riots, forming a small vortex.

In the blink of an eye, that star slave puppet lost half of its body!
Only a little powder drifted out from the wind...

It's far from powerful!
Zhao Chun raised his sword and went up.

……

In the Zhaixing Building, there is a place with a height of more than nine thousand feet.

A star slave puppet with a pierced chest lying on the ground, its gray eyes lost its luster, it can be seen that it has already been defeated.

However, the other two puppets remaining in the arena were still full of energy and kept attacking the man with the sword in the arena.

That man was exactly Zheng Shaoyou who had come up the building, but at the moment his breath was slightly disordered, and when he was avoiding the sword move, he showed a bit of embarrassment.

Nine thousand eight hundred feet, 98 floors!

The strength of the star slave puppet is definitely in the top ten in the list of heroes!

And you have to face three at the same time!
What's more... Zheng Shaoyou smiled wryly, he only had one out of ten true energy left in his body, he might have a chance of winning with one against three in his heyday, but now, it's difficult!
Don't think about quitting!
His heart was shocked, and he quickly gathered his mind to parry the blow from the puppet's falling sword.

Cloud Water Sword Intent!

The air on all sides surged like a stormy sea, and the star slave puppets were visibly blocked by the naked eye.

Zheng Shaoyou's eyes were delighted, and he took this opportunity to urge his true essence to burst out, and slashed open the puppet's chest and abdomen with all his strength. As he approached, regardless of the chest and abdomen being torn, he drew his sword and slashed forward!
"not good!"

The distance between the two was extremely close, and this blow was almost inevitable. Zheng Shaoyou's eyes were fierce, and he went straight to meet the falling sword, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his backhand, and pierced the long sword in his hand through the puppet's head!

The star slave puppet's eyes darkened, and his limbs were weak and limp in the next moment. It's a pity that the sword he cut earlier fell on Zheng Shaoyou's shoulder, and blood flew everywhere!
And when he was fighting this puppet, there was another powerful enemy watching and helping him. At this time, he took advantage of the situation and cut through the air. The long sword passed straight through Zheng Shaoyou's chest, causing him to lose consciousness and fall into a ball. In the snow-white halo, it fell into the abyss of more than nine thousand feet along with the broken ground...

……

One pass ten, ten pass a hundred.

The matter of Zhaixinglou spread to the surroundings through the mouths of countless people.

Almost all the nearby monks filed in at the same moment, just to see Yingjie ascending the tower.

120 On the eight hundred-step monuments, the stars that become brighter after two moments have already climbed on the top, and you come and go, and you are not willing to be behind others.

"Nine... 98 steps..." Someone moved his head slightly and couldn't help swallowing.

Normally, in the Star Picking Tower, someone who climbed six thousand feet would be able to frighten one side, but now the two of them are going straight to the top, which is really terrifying!
"...the last time someone climbed to the top, when was it?"

Immediately someone who knew it answered, "I'm afraid it was more than 2000 years ago!"

"Could it be that if I wait for today, I can really witness that a person who climbed to the top will fail!"

As soon as these words came out, the four fields were terrified, and everyone was moved and trembled.

"Fifty steps!"

Everyone raised their eyes and saw two stars parked at "Jiu Shi Ba", one of them suddenly blazed brightly, picked it straight up, and suddenly arrived at the position of "Jiu Shi Jiu"!

"It's too fast, and the speed is still amazing at this moment, who can stop it, who can stop it?!"

"Don't stop me, I must see what the person who climbed to the top looks like!"

The crowd boiled completely, and the loud shouts almost pierced the sky.

And the two stars have always been going hand in hand, and now that one has successfully climbed upwards, the other inevitably becomes the target of public criticism.

Tens of thousands of gazes cast their gazes away, and the hearts of all the monks were beating like drums. Their expectations kept skyrocketing. Since ancient times, it has never been heard that two people will climb to the top in one day. This will be unprecedented. Anecdote!

And after a while, that star suddenly went dark...

Failed!
This person failed to break through the eighth floor of No.90 and stopped at nine thousand eight hundred feet.

A deathly silence permeated the air, and no one dared to speak a word.

Master Qingyang's eyes were like torches, and he suddenly looked at the round platform!
A figure wrapped in white light descended.

The man's face was pale, and he staggered a few steps before he stood still.

Master Qingyang was slightly stunned, and it took a long time before he sighed:

"Come back, you've done a good job and swim less."

With a tall and straight figure and a handsome face, he is exactly the disciple of Qingyang, Zheng Shaoyou!
　There is always a weird sense of shame when writing this part, I don’t know why (entangled)

　　
　
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