Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

On the eighth floor of the Sword Tomb, Ye Chen was already slowly advancing to the ninth floor.

His steps were very slow, but his movements were a little stiff, as if he was drawn by some kind of force, which made people feel a little puzzled.

Outside the sword mound, almost everyone was staring at the light curtain. Looking at the situation inside, they widened their eyes and almost held their breath.

But just as Ye Chen walked forward a few steps and was about to reach the next floor, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

This scene made everyone present a little confused.

Logically speaking, after the Excalibur recognizes its owner, it should not continue to exert pressure. This Excalibur, which has been silent for a long time, should be drawn out impatiently.

Everyone looked at each other with some doubts, but no one could give an answer.

But since Ye Chen didn't succeed, but stopped suddenly halfway, then he might not get this divine sword. Seeing this, the Pavilion Master showed a slight smile on his face.

At this time, Ye Chen already felt the strong sword intent filling every inch of the surrounding space, which made the air thicker and made it harder to move forward.

Now every step forward, one must comprehend a level of sword intent. Only by understanding the charm emanating from this divine sword can one be qualified to obtain it.

Just after walking less than ten steps, Ye Chen already felt full of pressure. The distance in front of him was less than ten meters, as if thousands of miles were separated, as if he could never finish walking in his lifetime.

"Hey, he seems to have stopped, he was not recognized by Excalibur, but rejected!"

Ge Lao stroked his beard, with a smug look on his face.

The other elders also showed complacency, but they didn't smile obviously due to the presence of the Holy One.

The pavilion master nodded slightly, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Yes, Ye Chen was just a casual cultivator before, and he has learned a lot in his life. He is not a pure sword cultivator, and it is normal that he is not recognized by the Excalibur. You can't be too greedy, can you?"

The Holy One stood there quietly, staring at the light curtain motionless, without saying a word, with a very flat face, as if he didn't care.

However, seeing that Ye Chen hadn't moved for a long time, he still frowned slightly and clenched his fists.

A quarter of an hour passed, and there was still no movement inside, everything was as usual.

The sword intent on the eighth level is too strong, and those who don't have a deep understanding of the way of the sword can't go deep here. Most of the disciples still stay below the fifth level, and there are only a handful of people who can successfully enter the sixth level.

And the only ones who could reach the eighth floor were Ye Chen and Jian Xin.

Jian Xin has been seriously injured, and has been meditating on the spot to heal his injuries, and has not moved for a long time.

This scene makes people a little anxious.

"Can Ye Chen do it? I'm really anxious to die. If you can't, hurry up and don't just stand there."

"That's right, if it wasn't for him, Senior Brother Jian Xin would have already entered the ninth floor."

"In my opinion, Senior Brother Jianxin was approved by Excalibur, not Ye Chen. Otherwise, how could Excalibur prevent him from entering?"

"I think so too, this Ye Chen is really too much!"

Everyone discussed it, but there was no result for a long time, which made people wait a little anxiously.

After another hour, nothing happened on the eighth floor of the Sword Tomb, and the picture was almost still.

Jian Xin was still meditating on the spot to heal his injuries. Judging from this, it was almost difficult to recover from his previous injuries within three or four hours.

And Ye Chen still stood in place, with his eyes closed, like a statue, without any movement.

If the screen in the light curtain hadn't been switched to another layer, everyone would have thought there was something wrong with the glazed heart mirror.

Seeing this, the Pavilion Master's face suddenly felt a little smug.

He whispered: "Holy One, from my point of view, this noble disciple is afraid to stop here. If you continue to stand in such a stalemate, it will be of no use. On the contrary, you will easily hurt yourself. Why don't you bring him out sooner?" .”

The saint shook his head lightly and said: "You must be afraid, right? You are afraid that Ye Chen will really take away the Excalibur."

Hearing this, the Pavilion Master gasped, even though what he said was true, he couldn't admit it.

He quickly retorted: "What are you talking about? I am thinking of his safety. No one can stay in such a strong sword force field for too long, otherwise there will be sequelae."

The holy venerable waved his hand and said: "That said, I would like to thank the pavilion master for his kindness. I appreciate your kindness."

Just as the words fell, Ye Chen finally moved.

After suddenly opening his eyes, he slowly walked into the ninth floor.

The ninth floor is the last floor of the Sword Tomb Trial. Just when one stepped on this floor, sword intents from all directions, engulfed in sword energy, hit the face head-on, like a rainstorm of pear blossoms.

However, as soon as these sword qi came to a distance of one foot in front of Ye Chen, they immediately dissipated and turned into sword intent and floated elsewhere.

This is a spacious stone room, and the surrounding ground is a piece of scrap copper and iron. Only a long sword in the center is inserted on the stone platform, leaving only half of the hilt outside, and it is sealed by eight chains, and the other end is connected to the surrounding stone wall. Like a prisoner in captivity.

Ye Chen walked forward slowly, raised his hand and waved a palm, cutting several iron chains in an instant.

Afterwards, the long sword began to tremble, emitting a sharp sword cry, like cheers of joy.

Seeing this, the expressions of everyone in Tianjian Pavilion became very serious at the same time.

Obviously, Ye Chen was about to get this divine sword, how could they accept it.

The pavilion master wanted to rush in immediately and kill Ye Chenzhen in the sword mound, but because the saint was at the side, there was no chance to do it.

Ye Chen walked forward slowly, raised his hand and pulled out the divine sword, only to see the four simple characters "Xuantian Jiuli" engraved on the body of the sword.

Raising his hand and swinging a sword, the whole sword mound was shaken, and the mountain shook suddenly, many large and small stones rolled down from the wall, like an earthquake.

"Ye Chen, quickly hand over the Excalibur, you have won No. 1 of this trial, come and get the reward." The Pavilion Master said loudly.

At this time, Ye Chen had already walked out, and when he heard this sentence, he immediately wanted to laugh.

The Excalibur that I finally obtained, and it was approved by the Excalibur, how could I give it to others.

"Pavilion Master, I'm afraid it's inappropriate to go back on your word?"

Shengzun gave him a cold look, and was so frightened by the pavilion master that he shrank his neck.

Of course the pavilion master could see the situation clearly, and knew that if he really made a move, he would not be an opponent at all, so he dared not make mistakes.

But even so, the Holy One still didn't intend to stop here, he just stopped hiding his aura and released his aura.

Immediately, a divine charm descended from the sky, covering almost the entire Tianjian Pavilion, like a round of sun shining on the top of the head.

This made thousands of people in Tianjian Pavilion unable to hold their heads up, including the pavilion master himself, who was also suppressed and unable to resist.