The road is right under your feet

Bai Xing was startled and subconsciously turned to look at Su Shixuan and the others.

"Son!"

As soon as Bai Xing turned around, he heard an anxious cry. He felt relieved, his face changed in a second, and he put on a warm smile.

"I'm here."

Su Shixuan exhaled and hurried forward, "Sir."

Ning Chengfeng also came out.

The last piece of stone in Bai Xing's heart finally fell to the ground. He secretly had a guess in his mind and finally had the leisure to look around this place.

???

How could it be exactly the same place as just now?

What are you doing?

What will this level be about?

As soon as the thought came to mind, three figures appeared out of nowhere.

Bai Xing looked over and saw three men in black wearing masks, wrapped tightly as not to reveal a single bit of skin, with varying levels of cultivation.

The one in the middle was facing him, with the same cultivation level as him, and had reached the spiritual perfection.

The other two correspond to Su Shixuan and Ning Chengfeng respectively.

Bai Xing pondered, the reason they thought they couldn't get to the second level was probably because the stone statue would change according to the cultivation level of the person trying to reach the level.

It is usually the cultivation level of the person with the highest cultivation level.

Among those deeds, there are also stone statues whose cultivation is only at the level of Lingju.

There are a large number of stone statues, and Su Shixuan is at the Spiritual Travel Realm, so they are so sure.

The first stage is for screening, which is a threshold.

Bai Xing thought with certainty.

The identities of the three people opposite are very suspicious. Perhaps, if they take off their masks, they will reveal faces exactly like theirs.

Here he comes.

Shirahoshi was inexplicably excited. The 'self' who had defeated himself had appeared.

Bai Xing's eyes lit up, and he looked at the three people opposite with a burning gaze, feeling itchy in his heart and in his hands.

He couldn't wait any longer.

In order to make the other person better become "him", Bai Xing did not use the virtual boundary monument or the water soul sword, but just took out an ordinary long sword.

This is Bai Xingfei's personal long sword. The blade is relatively wide and is only of the third grade.

It was the thing he bought in Taiqing Mountain.

However, his swordsmanship has never been good, and since he is going to hit himself, there is no need to use a good sword.

He doesn't know how to do that.

Upon seeing this, Su Shixuan and the other man took out their swords tacitly.

Su Shixuan took out the soft sword from his waist, while Ning Chengfeng took out the sword he always used.

Sure enough, at the same time, swords exactly the same as those in the hands of Shirahoshi and others appeared on the opposite side.

Bai Xing's eyes became brighter, and without waiting for the other party to make a move, he struck first as a sign of respect.

The moment Bai Xing moved, Su Shixuan and the other man also moved, facing the black-clothed men with the same cultivation level as themselves.

"Bam—"

After a while, a figure flew backwards and fell directly on the wall behind him.

"hiss--"

Bai Xing gasped, stood up with the sword in hand, and tilted his head to look at his right arm. There was a cut there, and the color of that place was slightly darker.

Turns dark red.

Like maoxuewang.

Bai Xing's mouth twitched, and he looked at the footprint on his chest, his expression somewhat puzzled.

This is not science!

He doesn't have such good skills, nor does he have such fast swordsmanship.

Practicing sword skills is a long-term endeavor, and he didn't have the time to practice sword skills in the past.

In just one moment, Shirahoshi was sure that the opponent was not "himself", and the one he needed to defeat was not another "self".

Instead, he was a swordsman with a cultivation level equal to his own, superb swordsmanship, and great experience.

"This is trouble."

Bai Xing clenched the sword in his hand with a serious expression. After a long time, he exhaled a breath.

There are many weapons in the world, and sword is the king of all weapons. There is a reason why it can be established as a separate subject.

As for sword cultivators at the same level, two words can describe them: difficult. Four words can describe them: extremely difficult.

How is he supposed to fight this?

He doesn't know how to use a knife, gun or stick, so what can he use to fight others?

Suddenly, Bai Xing's eyes lit up. He wouldn't rob, but he would snatch it.

The sword in his hand disappeared, and in an instant a blue-green object appeared. It looked like half a long stick with a handle at one end.

This is exactly the Ice-Blue Dark Spear.

The moment Bai Xing fell out, Su Shixuan became anxious, but his opponent was holding him tightly and he couldn't get away, so he was powerless.

He just looked back repeatedly, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his young master had finally stood up and was fine.

The next moment, he was also swept out.

Falling beside Bai Xing, Su Shixuan smiled awkwardly, but the smile was genuine and a little silly, as if he didn't care at all and was actually happy about it.

Bai Xing was helpless, and the hand holding the Bingbi Ming Gun loosened an inch.

There was nothing wrong with Su Shixuan, he was just too nervous about himself. Although Bai Xing felt warm in his heart, he also felt a little uneasy.

He wanted Su Shixuan to put his own safety first, but he didn't know how to start the conversation. He was afraid to see Su Shixuan ask him with red eyes if he didn't want him anymore.

Bai Xing wanted to say something but stopped himself. At this moment, another sound of a heavy object hitting the wall was heard.

Bai Xing was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry. That boy was very good at swordsmanship, but now he was thrown out. He might have been affected by them.

It is estimated that Su Shixuan had the most influence.

Bai Xing glanced at him and saw that he was looking at Su Shixuan nervously. Almost as soon as he came to his senses, he subconsciously looked in Su Shixuan's direction.

Then he wiped the sweat from his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

Noticing Bai Xing's gaze, he felt guilty and didn't dare to look at him. Then he was stunned. What was he feeling guilty about?

Bai Xing snorted coldly, Sima Zhao's intentions were obvious.

Su Shixuan was completely unaware of this. He just stood up and stood behind Bai Xing with a serious expression.

Bai Xing tilted his head slightly and whispered, "Maybe."

Su Shixuan thought about it and shook his head slowly, "My lord, although that person is at the same level as Shixuan, his swordsmanship is unfathomable and quite difficult to deal with."

Bai Xing's face darkened.

"If you hand over the weapon given by the young master, Shixuan has an 80% chance of killing him." Su Shixuan continued, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"That's great." Bai Xing nodded, "Quick battle, quick decision."

After saying that, Bai Xing was the first to rush forward. As he moved forward, a small pistol appeared in his left hand again, and he shot at the man in black repeatedly.

Under the cover of hail of bullets, Bai Xing successfully approached and went behind him without anyone noticing, while at the same time throwing out another Psychic No. 1 and shooting under Qiqi's control.

Forming a flanking attack from both sides.

The man in black was experienced and instinctively sensed the danger. He rolled to the side and successfully avoided the two beams of light.

Suddenly, Bai Xing's expression changed slightly, and he swung the Ice-Blue Dark Spear to block the attack.

A shrill sound was heard, Bai Xing felt a numbness in the palm of his hand, his arms trembled slightly, and he used the force to leap back.

However, a black figure appeared behind him like a ghost and swung a sword lightly.

Bai Xing's pupils shrank, but his body was still flying in the air due to inertia and he couldn't get away at all.

A strong sense of crisis spread, and Shirahoshi's heart skipped a beat.

"The virtual world!"

The virtual boundary monument appeared in response, like a solid shield, blocking Bai Xing.