Chapter 437 -- Hard Waiting

The sword light kept flashing, harvesting the lives of one swordsman after another, making them disappear into the sword tower.

However, in the sword tower, there are a large number of foreheads. The disappearance of these swordsmen has no use at all, and Lin Yuan's body is gradually stained with blood.

However, every danger can't be locked by Lin Yuan's powerful mind. Escape the deadly attack, the sword rhyme is generated and shot out.

The fiftieth.

The 80th.

Poo!

After killing dozens of swordsmen, Lin Yuan was swept by the sword gas again, and a blood line soared out.

Under such circumstances, Lin Yuan still did not give up. He held the sword in his right hand, and the Qiankun sword collected the purple-gold sword rhyme, killing two rushing swords one after another, but then he was stabbed by a swordsman.

Puff!

Lin Yuan fought with countless swordsmen, and there were more and more sword marks on his body. In the end, almost like Yan Nantian, his whole body was stained with blood, and his face showed a trace of madness, but in his crazy eyes, calmness flashed.

"I didn't expect the 75th floor to be so difficult. Every swordsman has a perfect cooperation. Moreover, every swordsman has mastered the ultimate swordsmanship. In fact, dozens of swords have mastered the existence of half-step sword rhyme. Is this my limit?"

"Okay, if you can't break through once, then twice, twice or three times. This time when you come to the ancient battlefield, you need this kind of experience."

Lin Yuan did not forcibly break through the barrier this time, but guerrillated aside to find flaws. At this moment, Lin Yuan's pressure suddenly decreased.

"After all, I still have a preliminary understanding of kendo. Even if the last time I killed the dragon, heaven and man united in the dark, I understood kendo again, but that's just the introduction to the sword rhyme, and I want to understand it deeper..." Lin Yuan whispered.

"This time, it's hard!" Lin Yuan decided that at this moment, he actually closed his eyes and his mind sank into the purple mansion. In the center of the purple mansion, the Haotian Tower emitted light, and the Taoist beads were suppressed in the center, producing a sword rhyme from time to time.

"Sword marks, it's up to you this time." Lin Yuan looked at the shining sword marks on the surface of the beads, and his mind entered it in an instant, and wonderful dark witches appeared in Lin Yuan's heart.

In the sword tower, Lin Yuan seemed to dodge by instinctive movements at this moment, but at the moment when Lin Yuan's mind entered it, a strange sword rhyme also rose, covering Lin Yuan's whole body.

The void has a sword shadow, cutting into the surrounding swordsmen, and is killed by Lin Yuan's Qiankun sword from time to time.

Outside the sword tower, there has been no movement for a long time, and those warriors' expectations for Lin Yuan are getting lower and lower, and even some warriors have read that Lin Yuan has broken through the seventy-fifth floor and are not confident.

According to their observation, once a warrior spends more time in a certain level, he is less and less likely he wants to break through.

However, how do they know that Lin Yuan is actually not going all the way forward, but preparing for the following levels.

Of course, it is impossible for Lin Yuan to explain all over the world at this time.

"What's going on? Why hasn't Lin Yuan come out for so long?"

"There won't be a problem!"

"It's impossible. Lin Yuan must still be breaking through the barrier, otherwise, once he fails, he will also be transmitted by the sword tower."

The sword tower is very mysterious. No matter how many people enter, they will not meet each other. In this way, although it seems that the body enters it, in essence, it is only the spirit enters, and the body outside will not encounter anything unexpected, but if you can't see Lin Yuan, everyone is a little anxious.

A day passed quickly.

Most of the people who waited here before turned their eyes to the place of Yannantian, which entered the 76th floor a day ago.

In the sword tower, Yan Nantian's whole body at this time can be said to be full of blood. His clothes have long been broken, and his body has also been covered by blood scabs.

Countless swordsmen's bearer's sword spirit attacked, and Yannantian's key button resisted. However, this had reached his limit. He killed the approaching and thought he saw it. However, his fists were difficult to defeat the public, and another sword spirit attacked, and Yan Nantian's body was directly bombarded.

"Puff!"

Blood spewed out, and Yan Nantian's face seemed pale and weak, but there was no time to consider it. The strength of the 76-layer swords was stronger than before.

"Wan!"

A sword light hit, followed by countless sword lights. Yan Nantian on the opposite seemed to know that he could not resist, but did not give up.

The sword light flashed, and a white sword spirit bloomed, killing the front few people, but after all, it couldn't resist so many swordsmen.

His chest was pierced by a sword, and his body was pierced by Dongchuan. At the moment, a trace of regret appeared on Yan Nantian's face, and his figure gradually disappeared and turned into nothingness.

"Look, Yannantian's ranking has ended, 76 levels"

After the man finished speaking, a figure appeared in the outside world with a fierce momentum, as if because the artistic conception of fighting in the sword tower had not yet disappeared. Yan Nantian's body had a special rhythm around him, which was impossible to look at directly.

"Lin Yuan, 75th floor!" Yannantian bricks, looking at the ranking above the sword monument, frowned.

"He is a genius. It seems that he is qualified to participate in it." Yan Nantian then smiled and disappeared directly.

"Yan Nantian's strength has improved. Last time he only stopped at the 75th floor, this time he actually broke through another level."

After Yannantian left, some martial artists suddenly became lively and talked about it one by one. They all knew that although his horror was only one level, the difficulty did double.

Although the outside world has been unfolded, Lin Yuan still closed his eyes in the sword tower, and a wisp of sword spirit emitted and shot in the sword tower.

On the 75th floor of the sword world, Lin Yuan has killed 40 or 50 swordsmen. Although the speed has slowed down by two, the sword marks on his body are obviously much less and has made significant progress.

Sneer!

The sword danced, the sword light was horizontal, and Lin Yuan's swordsmanship increased again. Although he closed his eyes, his mind was completely silent to understand the swordsmanship in the bamboo, and his own swordsmanship naturally followed his heart.

Lin Yuan's swordsmanship is progressing, and so is Kendo.

Fifty!

70!

Wow!

Breaking through the sword tower consumes too much for the mind and will die. For Lin Yuan at this time, every sword he sends out is naturally emitted, and every sword contains Taoist rhyme.

"Why hasn't it come out yet?"

After the excitement, the warriors could only focus on Lin Yuan again because there were no other swordsmen. However, the passage of time made them feel impatient again.

"Let's go! The 75th floor is not so easy to break through. The higher the sword tower goes up, the more difficult it is to break through. Lin Yuan's breakthrough to the seventy-fifth level is already a demon among geniuses. Let's not think about miracles.

"It makes sense. Every time the sword tower is increased, the more details need to be mastered. Otherwise, Yannantian will not stop on the 76th floor with the existence of half-walk soul and sword rhyme."

"When Lin Yuan went in again, although it was deeply hidden, his strength also had the peak of Zifu. According to the news, Lin Yuan also seemed to have sword rhyme, and there might be miracles."

"You go! I still want to wait."

Of course, some people don't change their minds.

"Fool, just wait here for nothing! It's a waste of time."