Liu Zhengyang's pace was still firm, and his eyes became sharper.

And the pressure has also increased, and the sword qi that can be selected in front seems to be less and less.

Fen Hai and others from the outside world saw Liu Zhengyang's blood rushing forward, but he could not help but let out a long sigh: "Sure enough, he is a ruthless man! This guy is worthy of being born as a killer!"

Gu Xuntian's expression changed slightly, and he looked curiously at the sect master beside him and asked, "Lord sect master, although Jian Ya couldn't feel the change in the amount of sword qi in the early stage, after entering eighty steps, it seems that the more you go, the more you can walk. The less sword qi you choose!"

After speaking, he couldn't help but say with some worry: "If this is the case, will he have no sword energy to choose from at the end? I'm not good enough, and my toughness is not good. I don't know how many swords there are after these ninety steps. gas retention?"

Gu Xuntian's voice just fell, and the eyes of the others fell on the sect master. They were also very curious about how much sword energy was left after ninety steps.

They don't have this talent, they didn't get that far.

So they are very curious.

The sect master's expression was indifferent, of course, this is a phantom, and it is estimated that there will not be much change in expression.

"Everyone knows the cause of Jianya. The sword qi left in the first half was left by the seniors in the past who went to Jianya after becoming enlightened. It can also be regarded as adding a heritage to the Immortal Sword Sect."

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

"natural?"

Everyone couldn't help but be a little surprised.

This is the first time they have heard of him. Before that, they were still curious about how powerful it is to leave sword energy within 90 steps of Jianya!

"So, isn't this Sword Cliff at the level of a magic weapon?"

Gu Xuntian suddenly thought of Liu Zhengyang's question about whether there was a Divine Sword in the Immortal Sword Sect, and his expression couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"you can say it this way!"

The Sect Master kept his mouth shut after speaking, obviously not wanting to say more on this issue.

The others looked at each other, then fell silent.

At this time, Liu Zhengyang had cracks all over his body, and the scarlet flesh inside was clearly visible, but his eyes were a little crazy. He wanted to be strong, and he would not be willing to be mediocre!

He wants to make himself stronger in his own way!

At this time, he has already reached ninety-eight steps, and it is ninety-nine steps forward!

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

This feeling is very difficult.

But he still took a step forward.

"Bah!"

Blood spurted 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 stand it!"

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

"Bang!"

A powerful pressure suddenly hit him, directly crushing him to the ground, and his consciousness also fell into an illusion.

The people watching outside couldn't help but get nervous.

Daoqing subconsciously rushed towards Jianya.

"What! Do you want to die!"

The sect master snorted, and then the energy in his palm spurted out, directly wrapped the Taoism, and pulled him back.

Hong Xiu, who used to be lawless in the past, didn't dare to move around at this time, and stayed by Dao Qing's side obediently, very obedient.