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"How rare, how rare! This kid's steps are very steady, it seems like he has some skill …"

Below the Sword Formation, a few people looked at Qin Lie and couldn't help but let out a few deep murmurs. After a while, even more doubtful expressions emerged on their faces. No matter how fast one's steps were, one would not be able to move freely in the Puppet Sword Formation. The Puppet Sword Formation, was not always the same.

After a hundred breaths of time, everyone gradually saw through some clues. Unless he was a genius, otherwise, it would be Qin Lie's terrifying fighting talent and intuition, which was terrifyingly strong. Or perhaps, the attainments in Sword Dao was incomparably profound!

But regardless of which one it was, they all felt overwhelmed. This was clearly a youth of only sixteen years of age!

In front of the huge Dao Palace gate, the sounds of chatting and laughter of the crowd that came to watch the show gradually stopped. Until the end, it had already gradually become quiet, and all of their expressions were that of shock and amazement as they stared at Qin Lie's figure. The battle that they thought they could finish in a few breaths, was actually not even over yet.

The figure that they had looked down upon with light words was still active on the Sword Discourse Arena. He was so handsome that he looked like he was on the verge of bursting into a smile. It was a smile that captivated people.

"No wonder he would attract the Little Saint Ruler's attention. This person is indeed not an ordinary person, it's a pity that he has offended the Mysterious Sky Sect's Little Saint Ruler, and in the future, he will definitely be met with a killing spree. No matter how talented he is, it's useless!"

"It has already reached forty-eight breaths! If it was as easy as dodging, then forget about a hundred breaths. "Even if it were four hundred breaths time, I'm afraid it would still be easy …"

However, there were still some who ridiculed him, "Easy? How could the fame of the Lingyun Sect and Sword Formation be fake? Back then, my ancestor also challenged the Cultivation Level of the Black Tortoise Master to defeat him in four hundred and twenty breaths. For this person to be able to move freely and advance, that is the true killing move!

Amongst the crowd, there was actually a fourteen year old or so youth, whose gaze was unwavering as he looked at the foot of Qin Lie who was on the stage. His eyes flickered, revealing a faint burning passion.

At the same age, there was also a girl who was beautiful and youthful. At this time, she turned around and smiled, "Big Brother Qingming, you call yourself a martial arts fanatic and you claim that you are one of a kind within ten years. Only, in my opinion, this Qin Lie is stronger than you. How about a bet, and guess how long he'll last? "

"Nope!"

"That youth shook his head decisively, and then looked towards Qin Lie's right hand. I heard that a thousand years ago, an Innate Ranker fought, but he could only fight to a draw against this set of Sword Formation. However, this person has never used his sword, so it is not easy for him to guess who it is — "

The Pine Ripple Wind Sword didn't move at all! In the eyes of the youth, this sword was like a poisonous snake hidden in a pile of grass, extremely dangerous. It was fine if he didn't move, but if he did move, it would be a fatal blow.

The girl's eyes froze for a moment, then she shook her head: "If I'm not betting, then I'm not betting, but I'm guessing that Liang Miaozi must be regretting until his intestines turned green. Although I can't see through this Qin Lie, I know that he must have left behind a lot of energy, four hundred breaths isn't a problem. It was said that this person had a close relationship with the master of Zong Shi, and had secretly helped him in many ways. However, this time, our future senior brother here will likely not have much face! "

As she spoke to here, the young girl actually gloated while laughing.

The youth named 'Qingming' swept his gaze towards the first hall in the distance, and sure enough, he saw Liang Miaozi, with an extremely ugly expression, gloomy to the point that water seemed to be dripping out.

He could not help but burst out laughing, but then his face became serious: "Liang Miaozi is our senior after all, so how can he be so rude?"

The girl, however, did not mind at all. The corner of her lips curled up and her eyes focused on the stage.

"It's already at the ninety-fifth breath!"

The youth's expression immediately turned solemn. 95 breaths of time was the time for the transformation of the Puppet Sword Formation! After this, the real killing sword would come!

In this moment, almost everyone could feel the changes in these eighteen puppets. The cold sword aura suddenly became several times sharper. All of the Sword Golems now had a speed increase of at least fifty percent.

Thick killing intent pervaded the stage. As the sword beams flashed continuously, the shadows of sharp blades could be seen one after another, causing the tall and slender figure on the stage to no longer have the calmness from before. The sword images were like rain, as though at any moment, Qin Lie could be sliced into minced meat!

However, Qin Lie who was on stage was not surprised, but was smiling, and did not struggle at all, but actually laughed happily.

He had originally thought that he would need to drag it out for at least three hundred and forty breaths before he would have a chance of breaking through.

He didn't expect this opportunity to come so early.

He took a step back to the right and stepped onto the Earth. The three Sword Golems immediately charged forward. There were four rays of sword light behind him, stabbing towards his back at an extremely fast speed.

Qin Lie didn't change his expression at all as he continued to move to the left, step by step. At that moment, he was already seven steps away from the only gap left in the ice wall.

However, right now in front of him, there were a total of fourteen sword shadows flying through the air! Fourteen puppets had sealed off almost all space around him.

At this moment, Qin Lie could clearly hear the sounds of ridicule below the stone platform.

Lin Fei, who was watching from the side, sighed and closed his eyes again: "Ninety-nine breaths, suicide —"

You want to die?

Qin Lie laughed even more heartily. How could he not know that the flaw just now was actually a trap?

However, if he did not take the initiative to enter the trap, how could he break the formation?

For such a peak Sword Formation, it was necessary to put it to death in order to survive!

First, he took a deep breath, then, it was within Qin Lie's body. The power that had been stored up for a long time also flowed into his limbs like a nuclear explosion. And then his whole body suddenly rushed forward. From the moment he stepped onto the Sword Brilliant Platform, the Pine Ripple Wind Sword in his hand had also finally flashed with a dazzling sword light.

He thrust forward!

The green-colored sword silhouette that was swift like a bolt of lightning directly charged into the opposite side, within the sword screen that had just opened. From an incredible angle, he pierced through the wall.

With a dull thud, the sword in Qin Lie's hand paused for a moment. Then, with unstoppable force, he pierced through the sword puppet's chest. The enormous power completely minced the crystal Glyph Array that was embedded within. The puppet was thrown out of the Sword Discourse Arena. His body shattered into pieces, and countless fragments flew off in all directions.

The sword screen, which had originally been so wide it could not be seen, now had a huge gap in it.

In an instant, the entire Dao Palace fell into a deathly silence. Everyone was dumbfounded as they watched this scene.

The Lingyun Sect disciples who stood in front of the Dao Palace gates no longer had the mood to pay any more attention to the examination;

As for the youths, they stood in a scattered line, wishing for nothing more than to directly stand on the arena and see the battle as clearly as possible.

"How is this possible? He actually broke it …"

"So this flaw is hidden within killing intent!" I say, how is it possible for there to be a truly perfect Sword Formation in this world? "

The swordsman in the sect widened his eyes as he stared at her with fire burning in his eyes. It was as if there was a peerless beauty in front of him, his pupils motionless.

Liang Miaozi was already preparing to leave, but he suddenly froze, his face full of shock and disbelief.

This was something that no one could break, the Sword Formation that was difficult to break through an Innate Ranker, was it broken just like that? Ninety-nine breaths, in the hands of a young man who was still wet behind the ears?

How is this possible?

Originally, he thought that it was impossible for Qin Lie to enter the inner sect of the Cloudsoaring sect. However, unexpectedly, in just a blink of an eye, such a miraculous twist had occurred, causing everyone to almost not dare to believe their own eyes.

At this moment, there was only the first snow, and it was a wild ecstasy without any distracting thoughts.

Qin Lie, who was on the stage, was also slightly startled. The instant the sword in his hand pierced the puppet 'heart'. All of a sudden, he felt a stream of icy cold air flowing from the tip of the sword into his body.

He didn't even have time to react before he had already entered the aura sea. It was a good thing that this cold air current did not cause any discomfort even though it had entered his body. On the other hand, he was slightly recovering from the intense exhaustion.

At the same time, a thought flashed through his mind.

"Could that guess be true?"

At this time, Qin Lie did not dare to split his attention to check inside of his body. His figure followed the habit of rushing forward as he charged out of the Puppet Sword Formation.

Sword Formation, at least three people, and at most eighteen. This battle had yet to end.

Breaking a puppet was far from being called breaking a formation!

And every step and every strike of his sword had to be precise, not the slightest bit off!

Moving to the left, stepping on the ground, Qin Lie's sword light flashed again as he moved diagonally behind him.

Right Back Blade!

"The second sword, break!"

Yet another dull 'dong' sound rang out, and the powerful and heavy sword light directly smashed apart the puppet's head that was behind Qin Lie, and it did not even have the time to turn around!

Sawdust flew everywhere, but Qin Lie's figure flashed again, with the sword puppet, which only had his body left, unable to move, as a cover. With his feet moving to the right, he walked towards his bottleneck.

Side thrust!

"The third sword, break!"

The incomparably swift and fierce sword light arrived almost instantaneously and completely pierced through the neck of a sword puppet that had come around from the right. The powerful impact even caused the wooden statue's head to be completely severed.

At this moment, the entire drill grounds was completely silent. Almost everyone had already gathered below the stage.

More and more Lingyun Sect disciples rushed out from the depths of the Dao Palace. He had no time to get close to watch and could only gaze into the distance. That elegant figure, which was no more than an ordinary Pine Ripple Sword, brandished waves of breathtakingly cold sword light on the Brilliant Sword Discourse Arena.

Pieces of wood flew around, and another sword puppet was smashed into pieces by Qin Lie's sword light. The crowd beneath the Sword Brilliant Sword Discourse Arena finally burst into a buzz as they discussed amongst themselves. It was as if all the surprises he had accumulated had all exploded at this moment.

There were only about a hundred Lingyun Sect disciples that walked out of the Dao Palace. There was astonishment in all of their eyes, and their expressions were unsettled.

"What are the origins of the people on the stage?" For the past ten thousand years, the number of people in our sect who have endured past four hundred breaths of time are few and far between. It was broken by him just like that? "

"To think that it was only a basic sword technique used all along. Is this what it means to return to one's original nature? "

"Not only is it a sword art, even its movements are incredible!"

"A young man who's only sixteen years old, how can he possibly return? What can I really do? However, he had already practiced this set of sword technique to perfection. My teachers are right. "No matter how shallow the martial arts are, if one can master them to the extreme, then one can still possess unpredictable might —"

At the Dao Palace entrance, the two young men and one young girl, were also stupefied.

When Qin Lie stepped into the Puppet Sword Formation's trap, even though they thought that their eyes were extraordinary, they still thought that this brat was courting death. The outcome of this battle could already be seen with a single glance.

Then in less than a breath, the youth on the stage had already turned the tables. When it was the most impossible, he would destroy the Sword Formation in one go.

"So this Qin Lie can actually be this handsome!"

After staring blankly for a long while, when the girl finally regained her senses, her cheeks were red like a lovestruck flower. "I, Xi Mengyao, have lived for fifteen years, but this is the first time I've been moved by someone. If it wasn't for the fact that this fellow came from an ordinary background, I might really have plans to marry him. "Brother Qingming, he is truly stronger than you —"

"Although it is a basic sword technique, it has already exhausted all the principles of the Sword Dao!"

The youth lightly nodded and didn't refute. His tone was full of praise, and there was not the slightest hint of disapproval. "At least for now, I'm not his match! But within ten years, I will still be the one and only talent in Lingyun Sect, and not him! "

Xi Mengyao was slightly startled, even though she had witnessed people of the same age as him with A Sword s who were practically unscathed and had broken through the Sword Formation. His childhood sweetheart, however, was not swayed in the slightest, and her words were full of terrible confidence.

Then, the young lady laughed again, thinking that if this Qin Lie, was like them, not knowing what would happen in the future.

Liang Miaozi, who was standing in front of the first hall, had a face as pale as paper. Looking at the unusually robust figure, his gaze was like an arrow, and it was as if he wanted to pierce through the youth's body.

The moment the first puppet was destroyed, he felt regret. At this moment, he wished that he could tear that person to shreds!

How was this an ant that he could pinch as he wished? In the last ten thousand years, at this age, how many people were able to achieve such an exquisite sword technique? No wonder the Little Saint Ruler was defeated by him

Liang Miaozi's face slightly turned purple, but he could already feel several eyes that carried a bit of pity and schadenfreude looking at him from afar. The deepest part of his chest seemed to be aching.

The Longsword slashed obliquely, slicing off the legs of one of the sword puppet. Then, like a flash of lightning and fire stone, he turned back to the back of the sword and completely penetrated the 'heart' part of the other puppet that was placed inside the Beast Crystal. Qin Lie then moved continuously, carefully moving away from his original position.

Under his feet, there were all kinds of puppet parts. Not only did it stop these few intelligent wood men, but it also restricted his movement.

He was slightly out of breath and the Qi channels in his body that were in constant conflict seemed to be on the verge of exploding. Qin Lie's spirit was even more vigorous.

After the first strike, every time he killed a sword puppet, an ice-cold and sharp aura entered his body.

Each time, it allowed his body to recover a bit. Even now, his physical strength was still unimaginably plentiful. It was completely within his expectations. He had exhausted all of his physical strength and was extremely weak.

It also allowed him to completely ignore everything else, and not be able to hear the noise coming from below.

All honor and disgrace, all scheming, had been thrown aside. All they could see were the swords in their hands and the puppets in front of them.