After the battle ended, Shui Qingyang passed another level.

Jiang Mengyin was stunned when she witnessed the whole process. She was really unimaginable that her two powerful opponents were defeated by Shui Qingyang.

Every time she thought she saw Shui Qingyang's limit, the other party would use real results to overturn her cognition.

"Why are you stunned? The sixth wall is almost closed." Jiang Mengyin woke up and hurriedly chased after him.

The seventh wall.

The opponents are three people, one monk, one Taoist priest, and one old man with chicken skin and crane hair.

This battle was more intense and thrilling than any previous one.

All three of them are proficient in the top ten levels of supreme magical powers, and they cooperate with an extremely tacit understanding. They use the three magical powers of Zen Staff, whisk, fire stick, and wind, fire and thunder to complement each other. Each time they make a move, they have great power to shock the void.

Often, when Shui Qingyang finally blocks the attack of two of them, the third person will shoot a cold arrow. The most terrifying thing is that the magical powers of the three are all long-range offensive and can be combined in pairs at any time, without obvious differences between the primary and secondary.

When the battle reached the end of the fierce battle, Shui Qingyang was beaten to the point of vomiting blood for the first time, his clothes were torn apart, and even the Sky Sword had tiny gaps.

The three masters, one of them, are all figures in the Caixia Realm. No matter which star field or planet you look at, they can almost sweep away opponents of the same level, and it is difficult to meet a rival.

Now that the three of them join forces, their magical powers are just complementary, and it is definitely not as simple as adding up three.

From another perspective, Shui Qingyang Energy persisted for so long is enough to prove his strength. He is definitely the top expert in Caixia Realm.

Jiang Mengyin, who was outside, had her hands tangled together, her knuckles turned white, and she held them tightly, and her heart had already reached her throat. She frequently saw Shui Qingyang being injured and was beaten so hard that she kept moving. She didn't even dare to look anymore.

She knew it was not that Shui Qingyang was not good, but that the opponent was too strong. Even if the Jiang family's first person in Caixia realm went up, they would have to be defeated and killed. Any of the three passers-guards was enough to compete with the Jiang family's first person in Caixia realm!

But Shui Qingyang had other ideas. Since the owner of the ruins set up such a test, it means that it is not impossible to pass. The reason why he is in trouble means that he is not powerful enough.

The boundless illusion sea that will be gone in the future will only be ten times more dangerous than here. If you can’t even pass this level, how can you find the Immortal Temple and how can you go home?

Suffering from the surging blood, Shui Qingyang swung nine swords in a row. Under powerful pressure, he kept breaking through the limits, and his sword moves broke away from the inherent trajectory and began to become unpredictable.

The rolling sea of ​​clouds burst out, covering the three people around him with Shui Qingyang as the center. It was the most powerful magical power he had at present, the magical technique.

The body rotated, driving the Sky Sword to swing a circle of transparent sword energy. This transparent sword energy was silent, but it was so fast that it was difficult to react.

Scream! Scream! Scream!

In the sound of the burning iron stone, three balls of light exploded into the sea of ​​clouds. The three guards were very experienced. When their minds were confused, they immediately changed their attack to defend and protected their entire body with magic power. Shui Qingyang's attack was difficult to defeat the three people at the same time.

At this time, Shui Qingyang's disadvantages were fully reflected. He had never mastered the highest magical powers of the top ten levels. When encountering opponents similar to each other, he would eventually suffer a great loss.

After a brief period of falling into a passive position, the three guards came again without fear, without joy or sorrow.

The four of them fought to the point of madness, and the light curtain was filled with various magic powers. The explosion of light balls exploded like fireworks, and sometimes it hurt Shui Qingyang, and sometimes it affected three guards.

Eight hundred moves, nine hundred moves, one thousand moves... and more than two thousand moves were fought, but the four of them still had no choice but to win.

However, Shui Qingyang fell into a clear disadvantage, and the Sword of Duntian was covered with gaps. His chest was covered with blood and his arms were naked. When exposed, there were cut marks of different depths and the deepest one could see the white bones.

The three passers-guards were also injured. Such a tense battle could not have happened at all, but their injuries were much lighter than Shui Qingyang.

Jiang Mengyin was so angry that she didn't dare to take a breath, her face turned pale, her palms were covered in cold sweat, and she mustered up the courage to watch the battle inside the light curtain, fearing that Shui Qingyang would be killed in the next second.

During the three thousand and six hundred moves, Shui Qingyang's steps were chaotic and his qi was weak. He had little magic power left, so it was impossible to use it to use the Water Qilin Technique, but he could use the Wushang Pill to recover his injuries.

But in that case, it will take time to absorb and transform. In addition, Shui Qingyang was a little unwilling to accept it. He was unwilling to rely on external objects and wanted to use his own strength to pass the level.

Although this experience was sinister, in a sense, it was not a test of his practice in Shui Qingyang until now. It really made him very depressed just passing the seventh level.

Three passers-guards rushed forward together, and Shui Qingyang's eyes suddenly lit up. He found that the old man's speed had obviously slowed down, one level lower than the previous one. It should be because after the continuous battle, the opponent's magic power was not as good as before, and the consumption was too high.

Shui Qingyang's eyes rushed directly towards the old man.

The next battle was not as powerful as before, so Jiang Mengyin could see clearly, but it was still thrilling. After more than three hundred moves, Shui Qingyang was covered in blood and cut off the old man's head with one sword.

At this time, the monk and the Taoist priest also encountered the problem of excessive consumption. They were slow to move and weak mana. Shui Qingyang, who was seriously injured, was even stronger than the two of them.

As his confidence surged, Shui Qingyang's sword power also increased. He fought against two, but instead took the initiative. The long sword was like an arm, with no rules, but he could always stab the weak points of the two guards.

At this moment, Shui Qingyang's combat ability was maximized. Facing two strong men of the same level, he was at ease. In terms of practical combat skills, he had reached the level of perfection!

After more than fifty moves, Shui Qingyang split the monk in half. After another thirteen moves, he used all his last little force to pierce the Taoist priest's throat.

After the war, Shui Qingyang collapsed all over and half knelt on the ground, and Zhu Jian gasped for breath.

But he didn't dare to rest, and immediately trembled his hands, took out a Wushang Pill from the storage ring and swallowed it, while absorbing pure spiritual energy to replenish mana.

Strangely, the closing speed of the seventh stone wall this time was very slow. I don’t know if the owner of the ruins also considered that the difficulty was too great, so he specially left time for the passers-by to recover.

But this happened just so Shui Qingyang simply sat cross-legged on the ground and recovered with all his strength.

One hour later, the stone wall was only half closed, but Shui Qingyang had recovered to his peak with the help of medicine, his mana was full, and his condition was in good condition.

He stood up and walked towards the eighth stone wall.

Behind him, Jiang Mengyin followed silently, and a pair of starry eyes remained unfading from Shui Qingyang for a moment. Until now, there was still a trace of surprise in his eyes.

She was really shocked by the guys ahead. It was rare to be so powerful. Jiang Mengyin suspected that not only the Jiang family generation, but even if she traced back to the predecessors of all generations, just in Caixia Realm, she could not find anyone who could compete with Shui Qingyang.
Chapter completed!