After I failed, I became the darling of the entire sect’s genius group.

Su Shiyuan swallowed silently and asked again:

"The right side is like a mountain..."

Yao Kun stroked his beard, "That's what you need to learn after you finish learning the ones in the middle."

Seeing that Su Shiyuan didn't react much, he was immediately satisfied and felt that Su Shiyuan's performance in stress management was very good.

Su Shiyuan looked at the cliff of Shushan and was stunned for a long time. This...even the most heroic climber would want to give up, right?

"Okay, disciple, you must be tired. Master is leaving first."

After saying that, Yao Kun strode away, seemingly still implementing his disciple's stress management philosophy.

Su Shiyuan was stunned. She had just come here and didn't understand anything yet. Master, are you leaving now? Don't you even tell me the basic situation of the sect?

Su Shiyuan was speechless. Master, your ability to persuade people to quit is second to none.

……

If Su Shiyuan was almost persuaded to quit, some people were being persuaded to quit.

Hundreds of miles away from Danyuan Sect, outside the Immortal Killing Cliff, lies the Immortal Killing Way.

Fuxuefeng and Tang Xinghui looked ahead. There was only a stone path only half a step wide that led to Zhanxian Cliff. If you take one wrong step, there will be a bottomless abyss below.

Here, there is a special restriction on the forbidden air. If you want to get over, you must pass by on the ground.

The Wuya Sword Master has left hundreds of phantom bodies here, and even the Master who ascends to the Immortal Realm may not be able to pass through here.

"Senior Brother Fu, Master Wuya Sword Master is obviously making things difficult for us. Do we still want to go?" Tang Xinghui asked.

Fuxue Fengqing coughed twice weakly and raised his head, but he was extremely determined.

"I want to go. Junior Sister's enemies are very powerful. If we stop moving forward, not only will we not be able to help Junior Sister, but we will become a burden to her."

"Junior Sister Su's enemy?" Tang Xinghui's expression also became firm.

The two of them stepped into the mountain path that was only half a step wide.

The clouds and mist in the mountains turned into the appearance of Wuya Sword Master and attacked Fuxue Feng and Tang Xinghui.

A phantom with a joking smile swung a sword at Fuxue Feng.

Fuxue Feng also struck back with a sword. This sword was supposed to be perfect, but towards the end of the swing, his strength suddenly fluctuated.

This flaw made the perfect sword incomplete. The light of the sword was chopped into pieces by the phantom body, and Fuxue Feng's jaw was shocked.

"What a powerful sword!"

Fu Xuefeng was shocked. Although his sword was damaged due to the injury to his meridians, the sword of the phantom body was even more exquisite. Even if he had no injuries, he might not be able to defeat the phantom body.

Another phantom appeared next to Tang Xinghui.

At this time, Tang Xinghui was clinging to the cliff with one hand, and the phantom looked at him with a mocking expression.

It wasn't until they reached the most dangerous turning point, and the half-step stone path suddenly shrunk to less than a palm wide, that Huan Shen took action.

It slashed out with one sword.

Tang Xinghui immediately drew his sword and broke it in the most delicate way. With the sword bone, he could simulate and interpret the most perfect breaking method in his mind.

However, this sword suddenly turned!

Tang Xinghui changed immediately. And the other party can actually change again!

boom!

The two swords struck together, and the powerful force almost knocked Tang Xinghui off the cliff.

"One sword, two transformations!" Tang Xinghui was shocked. The opponent's ability to deduce sword styles may not be as good as his, but all the changes were integrated into the soul like instinct, and all changes came naturally.

Tang Xinghui used his sword again. This sword made three turns, but all three turns were blocked by the opponent!

In fact, the last sword broke through his defense and went straight to his throat.

The killing intent in this sword seemed to freeze the blood in Tang Xinghui's body!

when!

Just when the sword was about to penetrate Tang Xinghui's throat, an illusory figure walked out of Tang Xinghui's body.

That sword was easily blocked by him.

He even swung his sword diagonally.

This sword changed a full five times. The phantom body could no longer keep up with such changes and was destroyed by one sword.

At the same time, in the Immortal Killing Cliff, Wuya Sword Master, who was sitting in Sisi, opened his eyes and smiled.

"Beheaded one of my phantoms? Interesting."

Two days later, Fuxue Feng and Tang Xinghui finally passed the path of killing immortals.

Fuxue Feng's white clothes were stained with blood and his clothes were torn. Tang Xinghui's appearance was intact, but his level actually dropped to the stage of becoming a god.

Obviously, both of them paid a considerable price in order to pass that cliff.

However, Jian Wuya didn't care about this at all. He just smiled. With just a thought, dozens of phantom bodies came out of his body and rushed towards the path of killing immortals.

With just a look from him, the sword intent of killing immortals suddenly increased several times. At this moment, the Immortal Killing Dao has restored its normal strength. Even if a strong person from the Immortal Realm comes over, he will only end up being slaughtered.

Fuxuefeng and Tang Xinghui were shocked. It turned out that the Immortal Killing Road they had passed had been broken before?

At this moment, Jian Wuya restored the Immortal Killing Way to its original state, as if to declare to them: Now that you have entered the Immortal Killing Cliff, don't even think about leaving.

"Let's get started. I have only taught you all the sword moves once."

While Jian Wuya was speaking, a powerful phantom body came out of his body.

Tang Xinghui: "Master, please wait a moment. Senior Brother Fu was injured in the Immortal Killing Way. Please let him rest for a few days."

Jian Wuya looked at Fu Xuefeng. His white clothes were in tatters. Except for the little blood spots on them, they were still as pure and pure as a plum blossom in the snow.

"Fuxuefeng, what do you say?" His eyes were focused on Fuxuefeng's face, his hand gently resting on the sword, and the murderous aura on his body seemed to be absent.

"I'm fine." Fuxue Feng said calmly, with a trace of blood still remaining at the corner of his mouth.

Jian Wuya nodded, "Very good. Only the dead can rest here."

Tang Xinghui was suddenly startled.

At this moment, he finally understood why so many disciples of Wuya Sword Master died every time.

After several hours of teaching, both Fuxuefeng and Tang Xinghui gained a lot. At this point, Wuya Sword Master is a very qualified teacher.

The methods and techniques he demonstrated may not be acquired by ordinary people after thousands of years of hard training, but within a few hours, he taught Fu Xuefeng and Tang Xinghui.

But if it were just like this, Jian Wuya's reputation wouldn't be so bad.

"Now that you know it, let's get into actual combat. You guys, fight without mercy."

Tang Xinghui was shocked, they were going to fight each other!