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The Sword Tower's 63rd level!

If he didn't use the ancient Magi bloodline's secret art of overdrawing himself, it would be hard for him to last until the end.

Therefore, when he decided to use more of the Ancestral witch's blood to increase his power, he suddenly reached out and patted his forehead.

Sword Tower was not facing a life or death crisis, they were only testing the limits and potential of their own Sword Truth, the secret technique to overdraw the bloodline of the Ancestral Mage was simply a waste and a joke.

It seemed like his idea of going to the Double Oxes Mountain to borrow the three treasures there to train his sword skills was too timely and too correct.

He had to rely too heavily on the secret techniques to increase his strength. If this continued, his talent in the path of the sword would be destroyed sooner or later.

After thinking through all of these, Yu Haoran suddenly felt at ease. The sixth sword move, which was originally close to perfection, now felt perfect in an instant.

"Collapse Earth Splitting Mountain!"

His maximum speed allowed him to instantly arrive at the side of the ninth stage Martial Saint Blade Master. He brandished his iron sword and unleashed the Sword Qi he created using his own Sword Qi, through the guidance of the iron sword in the Blade Master's hand, it directly shot into his body.

Although the ninth stage Martial Saint Blade Master looked unharmed, her body was already destroyed by the Sword Qi.

As the swordsman in front of him gradually disappeared, Yu Haoran, whose thoughts were becoming clearer, quickly thought back to the five moves he had created just now. He planned to take advantage of his current clarity to familiarize and perfect five moves he had created himself, then carry on the final fusion.

"Halfway through!"

The first sword technique he created chopped off the arm of a ninth stage Martial Saint swordsman.

"Straight to the point!"

The second self-created sword move with a interval of less than a third of a second had directly sliced off his head.

"Dazzling!"

The third move, self-created sword technique, instantly grievously injured the second sword artist of the ninth stage of Martial Saint, and at the same time directly cut him in two with one move.

Once the Sword Tower space had condensed three swordsmen of the ninth stage of the Martial Saint, Yu Haoran would make full use of the six moves he had created, whether it be by continuously using them or occasionally using them, most of them were moves that could kill a swordsman of the ninth stage of the Martial Saint in two moves.

However, when the number of ninth grade Martial Saint swordsmen gathered at fifty-four, it would slowly become difficult to create a sword technique based on only six moves.

However, he did not have any thoughts of changing his sword techniques. On the contrary, through his continuous familiarity and refinement of the six sword techniques that he had created himself, he gradually began to study the seventh technique he had created himself, a sword technique that combined attack and speed in one move.

Relying on his incomplete attacks and speed sword techniques, he had easily killed fifty-four ninth stage Martial Saint swordsmen, and survived the siege of sixty-three ninth stage Martial Saint swordsmen.

However, in the face of the continuous attacks of the eighty-one ninth stage Martial Saint Swordsmen, who were like raging waves, they began to gradually fall into a disadvantageous position, and there was a possibility of being killed along with them.

Of course, under the protection of the Sword Tower's special rules, even if the swordsman were to cut him in two, he would not truly die.

It was also because there was no real danger of death that Yu Haoran, who had always been relaxed, gradually felt the essence of his attack and speed sword technique. Just as he was about to be slashed by the three swordsmen, he successfully created his seventh move.

"Bloody Rain!"

With a light shout, a stream of sword Qi that even Divine Sense could not track quickly slashed across the necks of the three ninth stage Martial Saint swordsmen.

The three metal swords that were about to cut, stab, or slash at him instantly stopped.

Immediately after, the three iron swords and the three swordsmen disappeared from the space.

"Senior Qian, do you think that Yu Haoran can pass the test of the 63rd floor and break into the 64th floor of the Sword Tower?"

It had been an hour and a half since Yu Haoran had made it into the sixty-third floor of the Sword Tower.

In such a long period of time, Yu Haoran still did not fail his trial, which made the enemy Martial Saint Expert suddenly have a shocking idea, and that was, whether or not Yu Haoran could break through to the 64th floor of the Sword Tower.0

"If this kid surnamed Yu is able to charge into the sixty-fourth floor of the Sword Tower, then I, Cang Shan, old man, will immediately leave the Sword Tower, leave the Double Oxes Mountain, and will never step into the Sword Tower again."

Qian Shuhao still had a future answer, but the old man Cang Shan who sat cross-legged at the east gate of the Sword Tower used the method of a poison oath to express her contempt for Yu Haoran.

Regarding this, Qian Shuhao could not help but frown.

However, the rogue cultivator's rule of doing things by himself prevented him from berating the old man Cang Shan for being too narrow-minded, and also did not give Yu Haoran the answer to whether or not he would succeed in breaking into the sixty-fourth floor of the Sword Tower.

Of course, the old man's unexpected actions against Yu Haoran caused the people at the peak to be even more dissatisfied. They only feared his valiant strength, and didn't dare to say anything.

But most of the people at the scene were praying in their hearts, praying that Yu Haoran would be able to charge into the sixty-fourth floor of the Sword Tower. That way, they would not only be able to slap Old Man Cang Shan in the face, but also be able to force him to leave the Sword Tower, leave the Double Oxes Mountain, and give everyone here hope to enter the Sword Tower.

"It's lit up! The 64th floor of the Sword Tower is lit up!" Just as everyone was praying in their hearts, Martial Saint Expert, who respected Yu Haoran, saw the light that gradually appeared on the Sword Tower 64, and was so excited she almost jumped up and shouted.

"It really succeeded!" Martial Saint Expert Chou muttered to herself in shock.

"Uncle Ling, immediately collect information on Yu Haoran, and see if we can become friends!" Liu Xing reminded him solemnly.

"Xing'er, I have already arranged for people from Lingxiao Pavilion to head to Great Qin Empire to gather information on Yu Haoran." Uncle Ling said in a pleased tone.

"According to ancient legends, when the rules of the Dao of the Heavens are gradually perfected, the Dao of the Sword and the Dao of the Saber will produce three talented geniuses that surmount the demon-level and reach the Deity-level."

Looking at the light that gradually lit up the sixty-fourth floor of the Sword Tower, Qian Shuhao guessed in his heart.

"Could it be that Yu Haoran is one of the Heavenly Swordsmen?!"

"Damn it!"

A thick killing intent immediately flashed in the eyes of the old man with a gloomy face. A black ball appeared in his left hand, which was hidden under his wide sleeves.

In the sixty-fourth floor of the Sword Tower!

Relying on his own creation of the seventh sword skill, he had successfully killed eighty-one swordsmen of the ninth stage of Martial Saint. Yu Haoran was filled with anticipation as he entered the sixty-fourth floor of the Sword Tower. He wanted to try out his own creation of the sword skill and see if he could challenge the sword artist of the first stage of Martial Saint who was condensed by the Sword Tower.

However, what made him extremely depressed was that the first grade Martial Saint swordsman condensed within the Sword Tower space only needed to glance at herself to feel an unbearable, terrifying sword aura that directly strangled his life force, causing him to completely faint.

When he regained consciousness, he found himself at the first level of the Sword Tower.

"Looks like either my cultivation reached the Quasi-Martial Saint realm's strength, or I would have to create my ninth sword skill, or else I wouldn't be able to endure the gaze of the Martial Saint Swordsman that contains the profoundness of the sword."

After taking a deep breath and formulating his cultivation goals, Yu Haoran walked out of the Sword Tower's south gate.

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