Save Reloading Immortal

The trial of the infinite sword is very simple, that is, climbing the mountain.

However, it is not the ordinary mountain, but a sword mountain made up of swords.

The sleek Zhuo Bufan must climb up against the own body.

“Every sword at your feet is crawled by Nie Fei. He can climb up, can you?”

“Nie Fei was just a small fisherman, a mortal before he met me.”

“After his parents were killed, he accepted my trial for revenge.”

“I didn’t think that he was successful.”

“But two hundred thousand years, I never saw the second Niefei. No one has climbed up except him.”

“Now I know that Nie Fei is not a waste material. He has surpassed your so-called geniuses many times.”

An infinite sword, a Nie Fei, his feelings for the former Master is obviously very deep.

However, his words angered Zhuo Bufan.

“Nie Fei, Nie Fei, Nie Fei!”

“When I climb up, I want you to shut up, I want you to know that Father is your Master.”

Zhuo Bufan whispered.

He couldn’t stand the infinite sword and repeatedly mentioned Nie Fei.

What Zhuo Bufan likes the most is to compare him to others.

People are different and there is no comparability.

Anyone has more than the other’s Ability.

Even if you are embarrassed, there are things that Emperor can’t compare.

Therefore, Zhuo Bufan did not want the infinite sword to regard him as the second Niefei. Zhuo Bufan is Zhuo Bufan, not what he is.

Zhuo Bufan’s roar, let the infinite sword smashed.

The sword was infinite, and he still did not forget the man.

Only, he decided to forget him now.

“Then you climbed up, as long as you can climb up, Father will recognize you as the Lord. From then on, he will never mention the surname Nie.”

Nie Fei is the first Master of the Wushu Sword, so the character of the Wushu Sword is more or less influenced by Nie Fei.

If you want to describe it, the infinite sword is a sturdy iron, tender and tender.

“Then, let’s wait for Father!”

Zhuo Bufan once again made a low squat and then struggling to climb up.

Even if it is sore, even if it is a thousand swords.

Blood is everywhere, and there are countless wounds.

Zhuo Bufan didn’t say anything more.

“Coming!”

Zhuo Bufan has been able to see the top of the mountain, and with less than a hundred meters left, he can climb to the top of the mountain.

However, the road under the feet is gone.

The rest are all sharp sword tips, let alone settle down, and there is no place to even drop the hand.

He could only grasp the blade that was spent on the steep sword wall with his hand, and the blade cut through his palm, and the blood began to penetrate.

He didn’t scream and climb quickly.

“It’s going to be successful.”

Seeing that there are still less than a few meters.

But at this time, a cliff blocked Zhuo Bufan.

The last cliff is umbrella-shaped.

Zhuo Bufan wants to climb up, and it is necessary to climb from the bottom of the umbrella-shaped cliff to the edge to climb up.

“You can only fight together!”

Zhuo Bufan came to the bottom of the umbrella-shaped cliff, and then struggling one, and grabbed one of the swords that was paid out with both hands.

“Uh!”

Zhuo Bufan The whole person, hanging on the sword.

The body is directly suspended in the air.

Next, he began to hang his body like a monkey and swayed out to the edge of the cliff.

His hand has already been bloody. It is completely on the bones and hangs on the blade.

When he climbed halfway, he looked down and saw that under three hundred meters, there were countless swords and sharp edges.

If it falls, Zhuo Bufan is absolutely dead.

“I will not die if I am mad, I will definitely pass the trial.”

At this moment, fear has overcome the pain.

Zhuo Bufan swayed to the edge and looked at the cliff.

However, at this juncture, suddenly, the sword that started the game was broken.

Hey!

With a crisp break, Zhuo Bufan looked dull.

In the next second, his whole person fell directly from the sword cliff, and then he was worn by Wan Jian…

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Boom!

Opening his eyes again, Zhuo Bufan appeared in front of the familiar three doors.

“Oh, I am finally back.”

Zhuo Bufan has not returned to the Save File space for a long time.

As Zhuo Bufan Cultivation Base gets higher and higher, his strength is getting stronger and stronger.

Now, it will not die easily.

Therefore, Zhuo Bufan has basically not returned here for several years.

This time, he had to take risks in order to pass the trial.

However, he was not lucky, and he was buried in Jianshan at the last minute.

“Fortunately, I have saved the file!”

Zhuo Bufan knew that there would be an accident in this trial, and he did not expect him to be counted.

“That kind of pain, have to go through another one?”

Zhuo Bufan now Load File has always meant that he has to experience the pain of Knife Mountain.

But now, Zhuo Bufan has no other choice.

Later, Zhuo Bufan got up and came to the front of the first Load File door.

He reached out and touched the wall and found that the Load File door was still falling sand.

“In such a fall, it will not take long for the three gates to collapse.”

Zhuo Bufan can feel that the Save File gate has begun to collapse.

As he gets higher, the amount of energy consumed by each Load File is greater.

The Load File Door is built with White Sands of Time. Once the sand is lost, the Load File Door is no longer possible to load File.

So Zhuo Bufan is now in urgent need of dug up more White Sands of Time!

“Next time, when you come here next time, be sure to bring some White Sands of Time.”

After Zhuo Bufan finished, he pushed the door open and started Load File and returned to the trial.

“Come back!”

Although the trial process was painful, Zhuo Bufan didn’t want to give up so easily.

He once again took part in the trial and once again experienced the pain.

This time, Zhuo Bufan’s willpower is obviously stronger.

Faced with a wound, Zhuo Bufan didn’t even scream.

“Kid, if you can come up, from now on, you are my Master.”

“I will completely forget the surname Nie!”

The infinite sword has repeatedly encouraged Zhuo Bufan.

Encouragement is more useful to him than to stimulating Zhuo Bufan.

This time, Zhuo Bufan said nothing, knowing the last moment, he escaped the broken sword that wanted him, and then turned over to the cliff.

When he was bloody and full of scars on the top of the mountain, the sword was worthless.

I saw Zhuo Bufan grabbed the infinite sword and pulled him out of Jianshan.

For a time, the entire Jianshan began to collapse and the entire space began to collapse.

Zhuo Bufan lost power and began to recover bit by bit.

“From now on, I am your Master.”

Zhuo Bufan held a high-handed sword and couldn’t help but sigh.

Then, he began to contract with the swordsman of the infinite sword until the depths of Divine Soul, branding the seal of the contract.

In the end, Zhuo Bufan slowly fell from the air.

In his hands, clasped the black sword.

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