Chapter 1055
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Inside the Sword Gauntlet!
On the ninth floor of the Sword Gauntlet!
"Cut them in half!"
Eighty-one ninth grade Martial Disciple swordsmen were cut in half from head to toe within ten seconds.
On the eighteenth floor of the Sword Gauntlet!
"Straight to the point!"
Eighty ninth grade Martial Warrior swordsmen were chopped into pieces by the iron sword in thirty seconds.
On the twenty-seventh floor of the Sword Gauntlet!
"Dotted Dots!"
Eighty-one ninth grade Martial Master swordsmen were pierced between their eyebrows within a minute.
On the thirty-sixth floor of the Sword Gauntlet!
"Walking Snake Worm!"
Eighty-one Martial Grandmaster Realm swordsmen had their necks cut off and their heads separated from their bodies within five minutes.
On the forty-fifth floor of the Sword Gauntlet!
"Mountain Shaking Mountain!"
Eighty-one Martial King swordsmen had their meridians and dantians shattered by the powerful slapping force of the iron sword within ten minutes.
On the fifty-fourth floor of the Sword Gauntlet!
"Mountain Collapses and Earth Shatters!"
Eighty-one swordsmen in the Martial Royal Realm had their heads smashed by the iron sword within 20 minutes.
On the sixty-third floor of the Sword Gauntlet!
Looking at the eighty-one ninth grade Martial Saint swordsmen that were quickly condensed within the space of the Sword Gauntlet, Yu Haoran took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.
… …!
Outside the Sword Gauntlet, on the top of the mountain!
Looking at the eastern floor of the Sword Gauntlet, which lit up to the sixty-third floor in less than an hour, not to mention the people present, even Qian Shuhao, who had the ability to break into the sixty-fourth floor of the Sword Gauntlet, was shocked like a stormy sea.
Because even if he used all of his strength without holding back, it would take him at least two hours to reach the sixty-third floor of the Sword Gauntlet.
However, Yu Haoran was able to reach the sixty-third floor of the Sword Gauntlet within an hour with the cultivation of an early third grade Martial Saint. It was enough to show that the concept of the sword art he grasped had all advanced to the profound level. The power of every sword art attack was at the level of Heaven Rank Sword Qi.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to kill thousands of swordsmen condensed within the space of the Sword Gauntlet in such a short period of time.
"It seems like I need to use the secret agents of the sect to kill this monster called Yu Haoran in advance. Otherwise, I will definitely not be his opponent in the Hidden Dragon Ranking competition of the five Regions."
After the shock, Xu Ruwen's heart immediately surged with a strong killing intent.
"Uncle Ling, there's no hurry to recruit Qian Shuhao. What I need to do now is to establish a friendship with Yu Haoran as soon as possible. That will also increase the deterrence of our sect," Liu Xing, who had also recovered from his shock, suggested to Uncle Ling with a serious expression.
"Xing 'er, you decide on this matter yourself!" Uncle Ling, who had neither agreed nor disagreed, suddenly felt a sense of defeat.
"Look, Teng Yunjie has also reached the 63rd floor of the Sword Tower!" Just as the crowd was immersed in their thoughts due to Yu Haoran's stunning performance, a Martial Monarch expert who happened to be facing the north side of the Sword Tower immediately reminded them loudly.
"The student has surpassed the master!"
Qian Shuhao said emotionally to the Martial Saint expert surnamed Chou as he looked at the light that lit up the sixty-third floor of the Sword Tower in the north.
"Brother Chou, it seems like we're all getting old!"
"Yeah!" The Martial Saint expert surnamed Chou could not help but nod in agreement as he felt a sense of loss that came from living in seclusion in the mountains.
Qian Shuhao raised his head and looked at the Sword Tower again. The loneliness in his eyes was gradually replaced by determination.
After that, he took out a blank jade slip from his storage ring and used his Divine Thought to record his comprehension of the Way of the Sword. After that, he handed the jade slip to the Martial Saint expert surnamed Chou and instructed him.
"Brother Chou, please give this jade slip to Master Yu."
"Senior Qian, what are you doing?"
Looking at the determination in Qian Shuhao's eyes and his strange action of giving out the jade slip, the Martial Saint expert surnamed Chou could vaguely guess what he was thinking.
However, he wanted to hear confirmation from Qian Shuhao.
"The environment of the Twin Bull Mountain is too comfortable. It has worn away too much of my drive and courage. It has also affected my progress in the Way of the Sword."
Facing the interrogation of the Martial Saint expert surnamed Chou, Qian Shuhao did not hide his thoughts and spoke truthfully.
"Next, I plan to go to a few dangerous places in the Tianxuan Continent to explore. I hope to reawaken the courage in my bones and further improve my Way of the Sword."
"Senior Qian, I'm not as good as you!" After getting confirmation from Qian Shuhao, the Martial Saint expert surnamed Chou said with admiration and a hint of shame.
"Brother Chou, everyone's path is different. The path that I'm going to take may not be suitable for you."
After comforting the Martial Saint expert surnamed Chou, Qian Shuhao cupped his fists and bade farewell.
"Brother Chou, goodbye!"
"Senior Qian, I won't see you off!"
After watching Qian Shuhao leave the peak of the Right Bull Mountain, the Martial Saint surnamed Chou glanced at the jade slip in his hand. He began to make up his mind about what he had been planning for a long time but had not made up his mind to do.
…!
On the 63rd floor of the Sword Tower!
"Blood Rain!"
After reopening his eyes, Yu Haoran roared and the iron sword in his hand instantly split into eighty-one iron swords.
Then, under the control of Yu Haoran's mind, the eighty-one iron swords quickly enveloped the eighty-one swordsmen at the peak of the Ninth Grade Martial Saint realm and began to spin rapidly.
As the iron swords spun faster and faster, a horrifying gale that could peel off one's skin gradually formed in the space of the Sword Tower.
The gale that enveloped the eighty-one swordsmen at the Ninth Grade Martial Saint realm was so powerful that it could directly destroy a Lower Grade Martial Emperor defensive artifact.
"Pa!"
"Puff!"
After the iron sword in the hands of the first Ninth Grade Martial Saint swordsman was broken by the horrifying gale, the gale immediately approached the swordsman who had lost the ability to use his defensive power.
Then, layer after layer of energy was forcefully removed by the gale, causing the strength of the Ninth Grade Martial Saint swordsman to weaken at a speed visible to the naked eye.
With the death of the first Ninth Grade Martial Saint swordsman, the eighty swordsmen who were enveloped by the gale truly began to die.
Thirty minutes later!
After the last Ninth Grade Martial Saint swordsman was completely shredded into countless energy fragments by the gale, the entire 63rd floor of the Sword Tower suddenly quieted down.
He reached out his hand and pointed at the gale that was spinning in mid-air. The gale that had stopped immediately returned to the shape of iron swords. Then, the eighty-one iron swords quickly merged together and became an ordinary iron sword again. After that, it returned to Yu Haoran's hand.
"Brother Yu, it's a success!"
Just as Yu Haoran closed his eyes and carefully experienced the seventh move of the Blood Rain Sword Technique that had been modified, the second clone's surprised voice immediately rang in his mind.
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