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Originally everyone thought that Sword Twelve would bring Yuan Futu out of the Tongtian Sword Tower, but when they saw the suzerain come out alone, everyone couldn't help being shocked. Obviously, the elder who had only reached the middle stage of Hunyuan had already decided to challenge the second floor of the Sword Tower up.

At this moment, Yuan Futu stared at the steps in front of him, felt the powerful heaven and earth vitality permeated by the faint blue light, and judged that the strength of the formation on the second floor of the sword tower was at least twice that of the first floor.

He didn't know what he would encounter yet, so he felt somewhat uneasy. Yuan Futu shrugged his shoulders, took out the God of Returning Pill from the jade bottle, and held it in his mouth. He suddenly felt that the exhausted natal bead was refilled with energy. .

Immediately, he walked up the steps.

In an instant, the whole person came into a blue sea of ​​light, filled with rich and powerful elemental atmosphere.

"The vitality of the heaven and earth on the second floor is so strong, I really don't know what the top floor will be like, but in this way, my recovery speed will also increase a lot." Yuan Futu held the Gale Seal tightly in his hands, carefully walked forward.

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Suddenly, a ray of light burst out from the distant light mist, showing a rich earthy yellow color, mixed with a powerful aura of piercing clouds and cracking stones.

Yuan Futu, who was extremely cautious, had already made preparations, and instantly opened his earth shield, and the two earth energy collided violently, almost sending his body flying.

After taking a few steps back to stabilize his figure, Yuan Futu looked up, only to find that the sword spirit was standing in front of him.

"You...why are you here?" Yuan Futu's face was full of shock. He found that standing in front of him was the first-level guard who was killed by himself just now, and an extremely powerful force of earth was circulating in his body.

But the sword spirit didn't reply, and looked at Yuan Futu expressionlessly, as if the only command left in his mind was to kill it.

At this moment, the surrounding blue mist gradually dissipated, and countless shadows emerged.

Yuan Futu's pupils shrank suddenly, his heart twitched violently, and he said in astonishment: "Could it be that any sword spirit on the second floor of the sword tower is as strong as the guardian on the first floor!"

This is the second floor of the sword tower. The strength of each sword spirit is comparable to that of the peak Hunyuan, so only masters above the realm of the law god can pass the examination and go to the third floor to meet the standard of the sword master.

kill!kill!kill!kill!kill!

The original tranquility was suddenly replaced by a powerful killing intent, and the energy in all the sword spirits throbbed with excitement.

Yuan Futu knew something was wrong, so he realized that what he was thinking about here was not how to enter the third floor of the Sword Tower, but how to survive. Thanks to the map of the second floor that was imprinted in his mind by Sword Twelve earlier, he never He hesitated and fled in the direction of the passage, not to mention facing a group of sword spirits at the peak of Hunyuan, even one of them would be difficult for him to resist.

Stepping on the wind seal, Yuan Futu started the speed to the limit, but Yuan Futu found that the sword spirit behind him was not slow at all, and said in surprise: "Good guy, their flying strength is almost as good as the top-grade innate spirit treasure. Is this the benefit of not having a physical body!"

The sword spirit is formed from pure elemental force, so it has an innate advantage in speed.

After a few bangs, countless elemental swords struck out of the air, which contained powerful magic formulas. It was obvious that this group of sword spirits, like the guardians of the first floor, already knew how to use the classics of exercises.

Yuan Futu sacrificed the Tianyuan sword to slash back and forth. Facing an elemental sword of any attribute, he immediately poured the elemental force in the sword to counteract it. The Xuantu Gale Array branded on it will not have much effect at this moment. After all, there are more and more sword spirits gathered. If it is not for the speed advantage of the Gale Seal, I am afraid it has already been messed up. The sword slashes to death.

"Even if a hundred practitioners at the peak of Hunyuan are not as good as a master of the realm of the God of Law, the difference in quality cannot be made up by quantity. If they can't survive here, I'm afraid they will never be able to defeat Pang De at the Sword Discussion Conference." Let's get together!" Yuan Futu is well aware of the gap in strength, he must find a way to survive here.

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw nearly a hundred sword spirits attacking from behind, entangled like a god of death, afraid that if they slowed down a little, they would be chopped into meat paste, and now he has no strength to resist , I couldn't help but feel a little desperate.

At this moment, there was a sudden shock in his mind, and the left eye began to hurt sharply again, and the long-silent magical energy suddenly burst out.

"Why... at this time?!"

Yuan Futu didn't know why the eyes of reincarnation opened suddenly, but in his blood-colored eyes, the purple patterns had already brightened.

The Eye of Reincarnation holds the power of the past, can penetrate history, touch the senses to experience what happened in the past, it can be hundreds of years, or even hundreds of millions of years ago.

But at this moment, an illusory figure appeared in Yuan Futu's line of sight. The figure was holding a long sword, with one hand on his back, walking freely and comfortably in the two-story sword tower, fighting with countless sword spirits .

Those sword spirits kept urging the magic formulas, as if they had released their vitality to the strongest, forming a berserk aura, and it seemed that as long as the figure had a sword in hand, any attack in front of him would be like a flash in the pan, dissipating into nothingness in an instant.

Yuan Futu felt very familiar with this extremely miraculous power, and couldn't help recalling the sword intent he felt in front of the Tianxuan Cliff that day, and suddenly said: "Wisdom sword can level the world, it is "Tianxuan Sword Art"!"

Wisdom Sword is the second sword intent of "Tianxuan Sword Art", it does not have any attack power, but it can form an impeccable defense, as long as it relies on a little elemental power, it can defuse the enemy's vast offensive like a river and sea .

"It's this one!" Yuan Futu was ecstatic in his heart. If he wanted to survive in the second-floor sword tower, the Wisdom Sword was undoubtedly the best choice for him. He immediately raised the Tianyuan Sword, and tried to evolve it by using the Earth Origin Force known for its defense. Wisdom Sword.

At this moment, a sword spirit suddenly struck in the light and mist in front of him. It seemed to have been lying in wait for a long time, and the fire elemental sword in his hand formed a image like a fire dragon, with a threatening momentum.

Yuan Futu found that all the sword spirits practiced only one kind of kung fu classics, but this is natural, no matter how skillful the first suzerain is, it is impossible to teach different kung fu classics to thousands of sword spirits .

Seeing the fire dragon attacking, Yuan Futu narrowed his gaze, the purple pattern in his left eye became brighter and brighter, as the Tianyuan sword was slowly raised, he was already immersed in the wisdom sword intent of that figure.