Starting from helping someone rob a wedding, he was forced to hide in the Sunset Sect

Tian Xianglong looked at Xu Yeyu and asked in confusion: "Why is the last shadow you?"

This test is to pull a monk into an illusion, and then select the three strongest people from this person's memory.

The three strongest people in Xia Xiaomo's memory are Pan Qiu Shui, Zhang Yunxue and Xu Yeyu.

Tian Xianglong could understand the two people in front. The first phantom was a sword cultivator in the Jindan realm, whose realm was higher than this person.

The second phantom was a sword cultivator in the Spirit Building Realm, two realms higher than this man, but the third phantom's realm was lower than the previous two.

In Tian Xianglong's opinion, the order in which these three phantoms appeared was wrong.

The order should be Xu Yeyu, Pan Qiu Shui, and Zhang Yunxue.

Of course, Xu Yeyu could also be the second phantom, a human cultivator recognized by his own people, so his talent must be very high.

After Tian Xianglong saw that the second phantom was a cultivator at the fifth level, it thought that the third phantom was a cultivator at the same level.

Who would have thought that the third phantom's realm was actually the lowest.

No matter how you look at it, the male cultivator in front of him is definitely a cultivator of the third realm, not a cultivator who deliberately hides his cultivation level.

So Tian Xianglong was very puzzled.

Xu Yeyu opened his eyes, looked up at Tian Xianglong, and said, "Maybe in her heart, I am very powerful."

He also didn't expect that Xia Xiaomo's last shadow would be him. Xu Yeyu thought it was the deputy leader of the Sunset Sect.

What Xu Yeyu didn't know was that Xia Xiaomo had never seen Jiang Yu take action, so he was naturally not among the three shadows.

"This test of yours is a bit too difficult. If the cultivator taking the test has seen a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm, he will not be able to fight back at all." Xu Yeyu said.

"This illusion can only simulate cultivators below the sixth realm. In the fantasy beast secret realm, you can improve your cultivation by capturing fantasy beasts, and the highest level you can reach is the late Jindan realm."

"This is only theoretically possible. You can't possibly capture all the mythical beasts in the illustrated book. Some mythical beasts are very rare, or there may only be one."

“But as long as you capture enough phantom beasts, reaching the Jindan realm will be no problem,” Tian Xianglong added.

Xu Yeyu is a cultivator recognized by its own people, so it said more.

If it were another human cultivator, it would not say so much.

Xu Yeyu understood what it meant. In this illusion, only cultivators at the fifth level at most would appear. Even cultivators at the Golden Core level would be able to fight.

But he and Xia Xiaomo had collected three pieces of Tianxianglong's stone slab fragments in advance, and then the Bingtianworm used the teleportation formation to teleport the two here.

If it is the last day of the secret realm, Xu Yeyu and Xia Xiaomo will both reach the Jindan realm, and at that time they will collect four pieces of stone tablet fragments to summon the Tianxiang Dragon.

This will greatly reduce the difficulty of the test.

Xu Yeyu thought that Tian Xianglong should adjust the difficulty of the test according to their current realm.

Xia Xiaomo couldn't defeat the second phantom, but she caught Elder Zhang's Qingfeng Sword.

Tian Xianglong recognized her performance and gave her the second bead.

It also helped Xia Xiaomo heal her wounds, allowing her to recover to her best condition and challenge the third phantom.

But Tian Xianglong didn't expect that the third phantom was a cultivator of the third realm, and this person was still in its sight.

"I can still continue to help her, just say a few words." Xu Yeyu said.

"No problem." Tian Xianglong replied.

When Xu Yeyu heard Tian Xianglong's answer, he put his hand on Xia Xiaomo's shoulder again and closed his eyes.

Tian Xianglong's eyes emitted silver light, and it looked at Xu Yeyu for a long time.

No matter how it looked at it, the person in front of it was only a cultivator in the third realm.

In fact, it still has a question: how did this person enter the illusion it created?

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Xia Xiaomo's eyes were surrounded by golden rings. She made a hand gesture with one hand, and the spirit sword made a clear sword sound in an instant.

Her opponent is Xu Yeyu, and Xia Xiaomo uses secret techniques right from the start.

The sword intent was as turbulent as a violent wind, and the dust around it flew up and filled the air.

Her spirit sword turned into a paintbrush in mid-air, quickly moving across the air, leaving behind a trail of thick, colorful marks.

The bamboo sea surged like waves, the willow branches danced lightly in the breeze, and the sound of flutes came from afar, melodious in the wind.

Deep within the painting, there is a strong and latent murderous intent, and a hint of chill is faintly visible.

Xia Xiaomo uses the Mo Yu Sword, which is the sword technique of the Sunset Sect's Yu Jian School.

The scroll surrounded Xu Yeyu, and the sword intent wandered in the scroll.

A gentle breeze blew by, causing ripples in the air.

The wind rose and the clouds moved, and the sword intent danced with the wind, transforming into invisible sword techniques that surrounded Xu Yeyu.

Each sword technique contained sword intent. They intertwined and entangled in the air, forming a sword circle that enveloped him.

The bamboos in the scroll came towards Xu Yeyu, but were blocked by this layer of swords.

The shadows of hundreds of spiritual swords appeared above his head, emitting sharp light.

Sword shadows slashed towards the scroll one after another, and under the attack of the Qingfeng Sword, ripples began to appear on the scroll.

The afterimages of the bamboo forest and willow trees gradually blurred in the ripples and slowly dissipated in the wind.

Xia Xiaomo had thought before, what if one day she faced a swordsman like Xu Yeyu who was proficient in both the Lujian School and the Yujian School of swordsmanship.

How should she defeat him?

But she only thought about it for a while and stopped thinking about this question. Apart from Xu Yeyu, such a sword cultivator could not exist.

At least she won't encounter this kind of swordsman at her level.

Xia Xiaomo felt a little regretful, wondering why she didn't think about this problem carefully at that time.

Xu Yeyu's shadow was right in front of her, and now she was facing this kind of swordsman.

Then we can only use violence to dismantle the sword enclosure.

The spiritual sword in Xia Xiaomo's hand gradually turned black, wisps of black aura emerged from the sword, and the temperature around it dropped sharply.

"Try my sword."

She used her body skills to come in front of Xu Yeyu.

Chengying!

She swung the spirit sword, and a black aura burst out instantly, transforming into a dark sword shadow, bringing a suffocating cold and oppression.

Xia Xiaomo slashed at Xu Yeyu's sword with her sword.

A crack appeared on the sword circumference, as if it was torn apart by some powerful force.

As the cracks continued to expand, the crisp sound of ceramic breaking continued to be heard, and the shattering sounds became more and more frequent.

The sword circle began to gradually disintegrate, the sword energy dissipated as if it was torn apart, and the sword light gradually disappeared into the air.

The spirit sword in Xu Yeyu's hand was burning with flames, and he raised his hand and swung out the sword.

When the two spiritual swords collided in the air, darkness and fire clashed violently in the air!

The darkness surged out like a tide, suppressing the intensity of the flames, while the flames fought back with even greater violence, devouring the breath of darkness.

Xia Xiaomo fell from the air, she rolled several times on the ground and finally lay on the ground.

She breathed rapidly, and the black aura on the spirit sword gradually dissipated, leaving only a faint chill in the air.

Xu Yeyu fell heavily to the ground.

The flames on the spirit sword have gone out, and only a faint glow remains on the sword.