Chapter 373

The entrance to the place of martial arts inheritance is still a three meter high hole, but it is dark and cold, cast by unknown metal.

The entrance was grim and cold, and a fierce and murderous spirit was expected to gush out from the entrance, which made people feel cold. It was like a giant beast's mouth waiting for people to swallow in!

"Wudao and Shinto are really different. I feel so hairy that the legendary zongzi will not run out of it?"

Looking at the entrance of the place where martial arts are inherited, Bai Yang hesitates. The atmosphere here is too disturbing.

When I reach my neck and look inside, I can see that there is an empty hall after 100 meters of passage.

The hall is dark and cold, and the temperature seems to have dropped by dozens of degrees. It seems that there is a shady wind blowing, and the hair is creepy.

Even if the top of the hall is illuminated by a luminous body the size of a table, everything can be seen clearly, which also gives people a dark and strange feeling.

The hall is 100 meters high and hundreds of meters wide. The ground is dark and cold. It is made of solid gold and iron. The wall is also made of the same material. It is easy to associate the word "death row".

In the hall, there are more than ten people at this time. They seem to be experiencing something terrible.

They struggled forward, each step as if under boundless pressure.

Is there a gravity array in it? Poplar heart strange, decided to observe in the first say.

So he stood at the entrance, craned his neck to look inside, but did not go in.

Among the more than ten people, some of them are ahead and some are lagging behind. They are advancing step by step.

The person in front of him was shaking and falling, cold sweat rolling, his eyes were wide open, his eyes were red, his whole body was pure white, and he would fall down at any time.

This man, Baiyang, did not know him. He was a middle-aged man in grey clothes. He carried an ancient sword, which made him feel fierce.

"Roar..."

Suddenly, there was a deep growl in his throat, and a step was made again.

Boom, Zhenyuan drum, air explosion, the ground seems to be shaking.

Puff, strangely, after he took this step, his face suddenly turned pale. Zhenyuan collapsed, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. Not only that, but also his eyes were bleeding and he was suddenly depressed.

Bata, he lay on the ground, convulsed for a moment, stiff.

Dead!

"I wipe, what the hell!"

When Bai Yang saw this scene, he was shocked. What kind of ghost place is this? Can you die after two steps? Uncle Zhao is still lame at most.

Another look around, poplar found that there are more than a dozen corpses lying in the hall, both before and after, with strange death forms and ferocious expressions, as if they had experienced something terrible.

"Paralyzed, can't there be a ghost? Well, in the world's parlance, ghosts are yin and gods at most, and they don't feel any strange fluctuations "

What's the situation?

The man in front of him died, and the man behind him changed his face slightly, but he didn't stop moving forward.

They are full of real yuan drum, one by one, as if wearing a sacred battle suit, step by step forward, hard to move forward, never because someone died and stop their own pace.

Is this the inheritance of martial arts? So bloody and terrible!

When Bai Yang congeals in his mind, he finds that the inheritance of martial arts is not so easy to take. What is the test of wisdom in Shinto? What is the test of martial arts?

I don't understand.

Think about it, look at the dark entrance, poplar or step into.

Shua, just entered the passage, the white poplar hair a vertical, cold, unknown fear enveloped in my heart, as if a snake in the dark to stare at the same.

I'd like to see what kind of monsters there are.

Baiyang gnaws his teeth and strides in. Even Jianyun's father left so many backhands that he hasn't finished me. Are you afraid of a mere test?

He entered the hall along the passage, and the more he went forward, the more uneasy he felt in his heart. Although those people in front of him heard the footsteps of poplar and knew someone was coming, no one looked back, as if he would die with a sigh of relief.

Stepping into the hall, the poplar's line of sight looks forward, suddenly found their target.

There is a vertical crack on the dark wall which is 100 meters high in front. It seems that it is cut out by a sword and runs through the wall.

The cracks are dark, almost integrated with the wall, which was not noticed by the naked eye of poplar before.

See that crack, poplar all over the cold, do not know why, only feel that crack terrible incomparable, what is specific he can not say.

"They're going to walk into that crack? But why is Mao like a dead father Poplar looks strange.

Looking around, he probably knew why.

At the edge of this hall, there is a three meter high stone tablet with an iron pen and a silver hook on it, which reads:

the place where martial arts are inherited, bear the sword spirit left by me, step on the crack, and enter the next test!

There are not many words on the stone tablet, but every word gives people a feeling of killing. Between the strokes, it is like a cold sword blade that wants to blow out and kill the people who watch the words."Sword in legend?" Aspen's eyes stare.

Well, he doesn't understand

"Ah..."

When the white poplar is looking at the stone tablet, there is a roar from the front again. The voice is full of reluctance. It spurts blood and falls to the ground, bleeding from seven orifices, and then it does not move.

One more death!

Poplar only feel teeth sour, for Mao someone walking on the hang? And the death was so miserable!

"The supreme sword meaning left by the great master who can kill the king of killers is just a trace, but it is not what I can bear. Hateful, the inheritance is ahead..."

Once again, someone didn't want to roar. When he finished this sentence, he was really fierce and extreme. Then, poof, he exploded!

The blood spurts thin, the corpse collapses, he strangely explodes.

Do you want to frighten people like this? It's hard for him to bear the so-called sword meaning?

Baiyang gaped, wondering if he wanted to run away.

"I see!"

At the time when the poplar was indecisive, there was such a sound not far away from him.

"NIMA, who?" The white poplar is frightened, and the blood stripe sword is taken out of the space bag in an instant. It floats around and has to be chopped at any time.

If you stare, paralysis is not a ghost.

He was a man in black, with his back against the wall behind him. He kept silent all the time, but the poplar didn't find it before.

He was attracted by the strange atmosphere of the place. He was not in the mood to observe others.

"Is it you?" The other party at this time to look at the poplar, subconsciously back a step.

Relieved, poplar looked at the other side did not have a good airway: "so it is you, I said the suspect, why are you standing there furtively?"

Hearing Bai Yang's words, the black robed man's expression twitched and said speechless: "young master Bai, my name is fan Yixian, not a suspect"

"it doesn't matter. Don't care about these details. You just said that you understand. Tell me, what do you understand?" The poplar waved and said.

He knew this man, fan Yixian. He was one of the first people who followed Yu feifeng to the miaohelin. He didn't talk much at ordinary times and liked to go to Fang Ye.

"Why should I tell you?" The other side left such a sentence, the figure a show to the front of the crack rushed in the past.

Want to run?

Poplar eyes a stare, the wrist of the silver chain Shua fly out, it will be entangled to pull back.

The other party slammed at the foot of the poplar, speechless: "young master Bai, I didn't offend you, did I? Can't you think I don't exist? "

"Make it clear to me, what do you understand? I'm very curious. Don't try to run if you don't speak clearly. Otherwise, I'll beat you. You know, I have to do it. "Said Bai Yang.

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Fan Yixian wants to scold his mother. Who do I invite to offend? You won't let me go because I have one more word?

"Master Bai, you let me go first, I'll tell you well." fan Yixian was so angry that he could only compromise.

That's right.

But let go of a chain. I mean, let go of the chain. I mean, let go of the chain.

Fan Yixian stood up, subconsciously took a step away from the poplar, then pointed to the crack in front of him and said, "young master Bai, this place tests one's willpower"

"and then?" Bai Yang nods.

"Then, the crack is actually left by the sword master who left the martial arts inheritance, once tore the wall with a sword, which contains a trace of sword meaning of the former Jianlin master"

"speak clearly, don't linger" urged by Bai Yang.

Fan Yixian almost rolled his eyes. Did you ask people that? If it is not for fear that you can hang the strength of the master, I will fight your father does not know you.

After taking a deep breath, fan Yixian continued: "because the crack contains a trace of sword spirit of the sword master, everyone who wants to enter the crack and go to the next level must use their own willpower to resist that trace of sword intention. If their will is not firm enough to resist, they will be killed by the sword meaning"

"in other words, this is the test of willpower The place? But how do you get there? " The poplar's eyes narrowed.

"Hard resistance, this is the only way to carry it, and the closer you get to the crack, the stronger the sword will be. There is no other way," fan Yixian said.

Tut, said is equal to did not say, poplar speechless, waved and said: "don't give me this useless, tell me, how to get through, you just subconsciously said that sentence understood, don't think I didn't hear, you must have a way"

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Fan Yixian really wanted to scold his mother. How can I tell you the way I've been observing here for a day?

However, when he saw that the poplar chain was clattering and shaking again, he had to compromise. Well, this master can't afford to be provoked. It doesn't matter if he tells you that you can't get through.

"I think of a way. In the past, first of all, I need to rush at the fastest speed. Secondly, I need to divert my attention. After all, although the sword meaning exists, it is dead. It's not aimed at anyone, but at you. If you don't think about it or look at the crack, you won't feel the sword meaning.""However, this is very difficult, because everyone wants to enter the crack, and the preconceived will keep it in mind. It is impossible to ignore him and force himself not to think about it. The more he will pay attention to the crack, the more likely he will be targeted by the sword..."

Before fan Yixian finished speaking, Bai Yang waved his hand and said, "you mean, you just need to shift your attention and not pay attention to the cracks and just walk over, right? Well, it's none of your business. Go ahead... "

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