Liu Zhengyang's steps remained firm, and his eyes became sharper.

The pressure also increased, and the sword qi that could be selected in front seemed to be less and less.

Fen Hai and others from the outside world saw Liu Zhengyang's blood soaking but still striding forward, and couldn't help but sighed: "Sure enough, he is a ruthless man! This guy deserves to be born as a killer!"

Gu Xuntian's face moved slightly, and he looked at the suzerain next to him curiously and asked: "Sect Master, although Jianya could not feel the change in the amount of sword energy in the early stage, after entering the eighty steps, it seems that he can go further. The less sword energy you choose!"

After speaking, he couldn't help but said with some worry: "If this is the case, will he have no sword aura to choose at the end? I am waiting for insufficient qualifications and poor resilience. I don't know how many swords are left after these ninety steps. Qi stays?"

Gu Xuntian's voice just fell, and the eyes of other people fell on the Sect Master, and their hearts were also very curious about how much sword energy remained after ninety steps.

They don't have this talent, and they haven't gotten that far.

So they are very curious.

Sect Master's complexion was indifferent, of course this is a phantom, and it is estimated that there will not be much change in his complexion.

"Everyone knows the cause of the sword cliff. The sword qi left behind in the first half of the sect is the predecessor who went to the sword cliff to stay after enlightenment, and it can be regarded as an addition to the fairy sword sect."

"But after ninety steps, those sword auras are not left by the predecessors, but naturally brewed!"

"natural?"

Everyone couldn't help but be a little surprised.

This said he was the first time they heard about it. Before that, they were still curious about how powerful it is to leave sword energy within ninety steps of Jianya!

"So, isn't this Jianya a magic weapon?"

Gu Xuntian suddenly thought of Liu Zhengyang asking the Immortal Sword Sect about any divine swords, and his expression was a little surprised.

"You can say that!"

Sovereign said that he said nothing, obviously he didn't want to say anything more on this issue.

The others looked at each other and then remained silent.

At this time, Liu Zhengyang's body is already covered with cracks, and the scarlet flesh and blood inside is clearly visible, but his eyes are a little crazy, he wants to be strong, he will not be willing to be mediocre!

He wants to make himself stronger in his own way!

At this time, he has reached ninety-eight steps, and then ninety-nine steps forward!

It seems to be close at hand, but his body has already begun to bear extremely powerful pressure, and even he himself can hear the squeaking sound coming from his body.

This feeling is very difficult.

But he still took a step forward firmly.

"Bah!"

The blood splattered out, but was immediately divided by coercion, as if there was an invisible barrier in front of him.

Liu Zhengyang gritted his teeth: "Just this little pressure? I can withstand it!"

After speaking, he roared, and then his body broke apart again, but he took a steady step forward.

"Boom!"

The strong pressure suddenly hit him, directly overwhelming him to the ground, and his consciousness fell into the illusion.

The crowd onlookers outside couldn't help feeling nervous.

Dao Qing subconsciously rushed towards Jian Ya.

"What are you doing! Do you want to die!"

Sect Master Li yelled, and then the breath gushing out from his palm, directly enveloping Dao Qing, pulling him back.

The former lawless Red Sleeve didn't dare to move at this time, and cleverly accompanied Dao Qing's side, very clever.