The Heavenly Tower soars into the clouds, and the top is not visible. The tower is simple and engraved with countless mysterious runes, exuding the atmosphere of timeless vicissitudes.
The nine-color divine light circulates endlessly on the tower, corresponding to the nine laws of heaven and earth: gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light, and darkness. An invisible pressure makes everyone feel awe.
"Climbing the Sky Tower, let's begin!"
Elder Xuanchen's voice echoed in everyone's ears like the constitution of heaven.
Almost the moment the voice fell, a figure turned into a sword light and was the first to rush into the gate of the Tianta.
It is Ling Jianchen.
He didn't say a word, and didn't even look at Ye Feng, but his soaring fighting spirit and decisive momentum said everything. He will use his best method to win back everything he lost a hundred times a thousand times in this third level!
"Hey, I'm quite anxious." Ye Feng touched his chin, not anxious at all.
He watched the disciples rush into the Sky Tower one after another.
A trial disciple named Ma Xiaotian came over and said, "Brother Ye, why don't we go in? It is said that time is also part of the achievement of the Tower of Heaven."
"Why are you so anxious?" Ye Feng yawned lazily, "Let them find out the way first, why don't we follow behind to pick up any leaks?"
Ma Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly. He knew Ye Feng was joking. With Ye Feng's strength, there is no need to pick up any holes. “Okay, you go too, come on.” Ye Feng patted him on the shoulder.
"Brother Ye, then you..."
"I'll wait and take a look at the scenery." Ye Feng waved his hand.
Ma Xiaotian said no more, gave Ye Feng a heavy fist, and followed the crowd into the tower.
Soon, Ye Feng was the only one left on the platform.
He looked up at the huge sky tower, and then at a huge light screen suspended next to the tower, which displayed the progress of all the disciples in real time.
At this moment, Ling Jianchen's name was far ahead, and the word "一" lit up behind it and flashed rapidly, clearly indicating that he had entered the second level.
Ye Feng stretched, and his joints made a crackling sound.
"Okay, it's time to work."
Before he finished speaking, his figure had disappeared and he stepped into the gate of the Sky Tower.
Outside world, Taixuan Immortal Gate Square.
All eyes are focused on the water mirror. The water mirror is clearly divided into hundreds of small grids, showing the scene of each disciple in the Tianta.
Of course, the ones that attracted the most attention were the pictures at the top that belonged to the talented disciples.
At this moment, Ling Jianchen’s picture was being maximized.
The first floor of the Sky Tower, Golden Pass.
This is a world composed of Gengjin energy. The ground is made of hard metal, and the air is filled with the sharp power of metal. A ten-foot-tall puppet guard, whose entire body was made of golden metal, was holding a giant ax and was attacking Ling Jianchen.
"What a fast sword!" Elder Duanshui stroked his beard and praised.
In the water mirror, Ling Jianchen was seen with an elegant figure. Facing the puppet's thunderous strike, he did not dodge. He shook the long sword in his hand and pulled out several sword flowers.
"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"
In the crisp sound of the clash, the seemingly indestructible giant ax was swung away by him in an understatement.
"The man and sword merge into one, and the body follows the sword. Jian Chen's understanding of the sword has improved again." A satisfied smile appeared on Elder Duanshui's face.
Ling Jianchen succeeded with one blow and showed no signs of fighting. With a flash of sword light, the person appeared behind the puppet.
"Broken!"
He shouted softly, and the long sword drew an arc from bottom to top, and pierced an energy node at the back of the puppet's neck.
"Crack!"
The movements of the gold and iron puppet stopped suddenly, and its huge body shattered into pieces, turning into the purest power of the golden law and dissipating in the air.
The whole process is smooth and smooth, taking no more than ten breaths.
"Beautiful!"
"As expected of Senior Brother Ling, his grasp of timing is simply superb!"
"It's so strong. If it were me, I probably wouldn't even be able to catch the puppet's axe."
A round of cheers rang out in the square.
Elder Xuanchen also nodded slightly: "This boy has a pure sword heart and is a good young man."
Elder Chiyang curled his lips and said nothing, but just turned his attention to another screen that had just been lit up.
That belongs to Ye Feng.
At this time, Ye Feng also stepped into the first floor.
The same environment, the same gold and iron puppet, was activated the moment he stepped in, roared, swung the giant ax, and chopped it down on the head.
The power seemed to be three points stronger than when he attacked Ling Jianchen just now.
"Humph, this kid finally got in. I want to see how useful his brute strength can be in this tower that tests the understanding of laws." One of Zhao Tianyu's followers sneered in a low voice.
Everyone held their breath.
Faced with this ax that cracked mountains and cracked rocks, Ye Feng's actions almost made everyone's eyes pop out.
He didn't dodge or fight, he didn't even glance at the giant axe, he just walked forward leisurely with his hands behind his back.
"Is he crazy?!"
"Hard wire? Use your head?"
"It's over, it's too much pretense!"
"Cang!"
A deafening bang resounded throughout the square.
The bloody scene of brain bursting did not appear.
The huge metal battle ax struck Ye Feng firmly on the forehead.
Then...
"Crack...click..."
In the dead silence, the giant ax that was comparable to a middle-grade fairy weapon began to have fine cracks from the ax blade, spreading rapidly like a spider web.
"Bang!"
The giant ax shattered into pieces and turned into metal fragments all over the sky.
Ye Feng was unscathed. He even raised his hand to scratch the place where he was hit and frowned.
"The strength is too weak, it's like scratching an itch. Moreover, the material is not good, it is too brittle."
He muttered and raised his feet under the dull "eyes" of the gold and iron puppet.
Then, give it a light kick.
"Bang!"
The ten-foot-tall, indestructible gold and iron puppet was like a kicked sand sculpture. Starting from the soles of its feet, it disintegrated inch by inch and turned into a pile of metal powder. It was blown away by the wind.
In the square, there was deathly silence.
Everyone stared blankly at the scene in the water mirror with their mouths wide open, feeling that their souls were being strongly impacted.
If Ling Jianchen found the weakness of the puppet by relying on his exquisite swordsmanship, it belongs to the skill stream.
Then Ye Feng... this is just fucking unreasonable!
What rules and what weaknesses are all a joke in the face of absolute strength and defense!
"Cough...cough cough..." Elder Chiyang choked on his own saliva, and his fat face turned red. He pointed at the water mirror and spoke incoherently with excitement, "God... God's body! This is the legendary supreme body of God! It is invincible and powerful! Lao Xuan, let me tell you, this kid must belong to my alchemy hall! Whoever steals it from me will fight with me!"
Elder Duanshui's expression has become a little ugly.
His proud disciple spent ten breaths and used exquisite swordsmanship to pass the first level.
This Ye Feng walked in, was hit with an axe, and then kicked. Adding up the front and back, did he have three breaths?
This gap hurts my self-esteem a bit.