On the sixty-third floor of the Sword Tower!
If he didn't use the secret technique of overdrawing his Ancestral Witch bloodline, he wouldn't be able to last until the end.
Therefore, when he planned to further overdraw his Ancestral Witch bloodline to obtain more strength, he suddenly slapped his forehead.
Challenging the Sword Tower wasn't a matter of life and death. It was just to test the limits and potential of his sword art. Overdrawing his Ancestral Witch bloodline was purely a waste and a joke.
It seemed that his idea of going to the Twin Bull Mountain to use the three treasures there to temper his sword art was too timely and too correct.
Because he relied too much on the secret techniques to increase his strength, if this continued, his talent in the sword art would be destroyed sooner or later.
After thinking through all this, Yu Haoran instantly felt relaxed. The sixth sword art that was close to perfection, Mountain Crumbles and Earth Splits, was instantly perfected.
"Mountain Crumbles and Earth Splits!"
His extreme speed allowed him to instantly arrive beside the ninth grade Martial Saint swordsman. He waved his iron sword and performed his self-created sword art. The sword qi formed by the iron sword directly blasted into the swordsman's body.
The ninth grade Martial Saint swordsman who seemed to be unharmed had already been shattered by the sword qi.
As the swordsman in front of him gradually disappeared, Yu Haoran's mind became clearer and clearer. He hurriedly recalled the five sword arts that he had just created. He planned to further familiarize and perfect the five sword arts while he was in a clear state before finally fusing them together.
"One Sword Slash Into Two!"
The first sword art that he had created directly cut off the arm of a ninth grade Martial Saint swordsman.
"Straightforward!"
The second sword art that he had created was less than a third of a second apart. It directly cut off his head.
"Starry Dots!"
The third sword art that he had created instantly severely injured the second ninth grade Martial Saint swordsman. At the same time, one sword slash directly took his life.
When the third ninth grade Martial Saint swordsman was condensed in the space of the Sword Tower, Yu Haoran fully utilized the six sword arts that he had created. He either performed them continuously or intermittently. Basically, he could kill a ninth grade Martial Saint swordsman with just two moves.
However, when the number of ninth grade Martial Saint swordsman in the space of the Sword Tower reached fifty-four, it gradually became difficult to rely on the six sword arts that he had created.
However, not only did he not have the intention to change his sword technique, but he also continued to familiarize himself with and perfect his six self-created sword techniques. Gradually, he began to work on his seventh self-created sword technique. It was a sword technique that combined attack and speed.
Relying on his incomplete attack and speed sword arts, he easily killed fifty-four ninth grade Martial Saint swordsmen, withstanding the encirclement of sixty-three ninth grade Martial Saint swordsmen.
However, in the face of the continuous attacks of eighty-one ninth grade Martial Saint swordsmen, they gradually fell into a disadvantageous position. Soon, there was even a possibility of them being killed.
Of course, under the protection of the special rules of the Sword Tower, even if they were cut in half by a sword artist, they wouldn't really die.
It was precisely because there was no real danger of death that Yu Haoran, who had always been relaxed, gradually felt the essence of attack and speed sword techniques. When he was about to be killed by the three swordsmen, he successfully created the seventh sword technique.
"Rain of blood!"
Accompanied by a soft yell, a streak of sword-qi that even spiritual sense could not track quickly slashed across the necks of the three ninth grade Martial Saints.
The three iron swords that were about to slash, stab, or slash towards him instantly stopped.
Immediately after, the three iron swords and the three swordsmen disappeared from the space.
"Senior Qian, do you think Yu Haoran can pass the test on the sixty-third floor of the restaurant and enter the sixty-fourth floor of the Sword Tower?"
Ever since Yu Haoran entered the sixty-third floor of the Sword Tower, one and a half hours had passed.
After such a long time, Yu Haoran still did not fail. This made the Martial Saint expert with the surname Chou suddenly have a shocking thought in his mind. That was whether Yu Haoran could enter the sixty-fourth floor of the Sword Tower.
"If that kid with the surname Yu can enter the sixty-fourth floor of the Sword Tower, I, Cang Shan Old Man, will immediately leave the Sword Tower, leave the Twin Bull Mountain, and never step into the Sword Tower again."
Before Qian Shuhao could reply, Cang Shan Old Man, who was sitting cross-legged at the east gate of the Sword Tower, swore an oath to express his attitude of looking down on Yu Haoran.
Regarding this, Qian Shuhao could not help but frown.
However, as a loose cultivator, he did not reprimand Cang Shan Old Man for being too narrow-minded, nor did he give an answer as to whether Yu Haoran would be able to successfully enter the sixty-fourth floor of the Sword Tower.
Of course, Cang Shan Old Man's unexpected action against Yu Haoran made the people at the peak even more dissatisfied. However, they were afraid of his powerful strength and did not dare to speak out.
However, most of the people present were praying in their hearts, praying that Yu Haoran could enter the sixty-fourth floor of the Sword Tower. This way, not only would he be able to ruthlessly slap Cang Shan Old Man's face, he would also be able to force him to leave the Sword Tower, leave the Twin Bull Mountain, and give the people present hope of entering the Sword Tower.
"It's lit up, the sixty-fourth floor of the Sword Tower is lit up!" Just as everyone was praying in their hearts, the Martial Saint expert who respected Yu Haoran almost jumped up and shouted in excitement when he saw the sixty-fourth floor of the Sword Tower gradually emitting light.
"He really succeeded!" The Martial Saint expert with the surname Chou muttered to himself with a face full of shock.
"Uncle Ling, immediately collect information on Yu Haoran and see if you can become friends with him!" Liu Xing reminded with a serious expression.
"Xing 'er, I have already arranged for people from the High Heaven Pavilion to head to the Emperor Qin Empire to collect information on Yu Haoran." Uncle Ling said with a gratified expression.
"According to ancient legends, when the rules of the Heavenly Dao are gradually perfected, the Way of the Sword and the Way of the Saber will respectively produce three geniuses whose talents surpass the monstrous Heaven, Earth, and Man, reaching the Divine Realm."
Qian Shuhao guessed as he watched the sixty-fourth floor of the Sword Tower gradually light up.
"Could it be that Yu Haoran is one of the Way of the Sword?!"
"Damn it!"
Cang Shan Old Man's expression instantly turned gloomy as a strong killing intent flashed in his eyes. A pitch-black ball appeared in his left hand hidden under his wide sleeves.
On the sixty-fourth floor of the Sword Tower!
After successfully killing eighty-one Ninth Grade Martial Saint swordsmen with his self-created seventh sword technique, Yu Haoran entered the sixty-fourth floor of the Sword Tower full of anticipation. He wanted to try his self-created sword technique and see if he could challenge the First Grade Martial Honorable swordsman formed by the Sword Tower.
However, what made him feel incomparably depressed was that the grade one Martial Honored Realm swordsman that was formed by the Sword Gauntlet merely glanced at him and an unbearable terrifying Sword Qi directly strangled his life force, causing him to completely faint.
When he regained his consciousness, he found himself on the first floor of the Sword Tower.
"It seems that either my cultivation has reached the Martial Honorable Realm or I have created my own ninth sword technique. Otherwise, I will not be able to withstand the gaze of the Martial Honorable swordsman."
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