Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

"Then what do you want!" Wan Yun's eyes were deep, and there seemed to be a cold sword light flashing in the depths of his eyes, and his whole body had an intimidating aura.

Everyone looked at Lu Hao curiously, not understanding how this loser could suddenly have the courage to question the leader of the Wanjian Sect.

"Of course we have to swear a blood oath. Otherwise, if anyone among us comprehends your supreme swordsmanship, we will face your assassination." Lu Hao was not afraid of Wan Yun's cold and murderous gaze at all.

"I think what Cang Yun said makes sense. It would be safer to swear a blood oath." Xia Lingyue offered an assist at this time.

"Well, what this kid said makes sense." The other cultivators talked about it. After all, this spell was of the Venerable level. In order to prevent it from being leaked, the Wanjian Sect would do anything.

"Then how do we make a blood oath!" Wan Yun flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly.

"Just repeat after me. I swear on the lives of every member of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect that if a cultivator outside the sect comprehends our Ten Thousand Swords Transforming into Dragons, no one shall retaliate and kill that person. Otherwise, we will give birth to a son without an anus, and everyone in the sect will be cuckolded every day. We will be struck by lightning while practicing, jumped to death while going out, and beaten to death in competitions. In short, we must die, die, die, die...!"

Lu Hao had a serious expression on his face, and in his last breath he shouted the word "die" a hundred times.

Hearing this, everyone showed a strange expression.

"Boy, you're going too far!" Wan Yun said with murderous intent.

"Please forgive me, senior. We, the younger generation, are just trying to protect ourselves." Lu Hao bowed with a sincere expression.

In the end, Wan Yun was forced to make such a vicious blood oath.

"Wait a minute, senior!" Lu Hao suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong with you?" Wan Yun said coldly.

"There are a total of one hundred words about death in the oath, and you missed one." Lu Hao said seriously.

"Fuck your mother!" Even though Wan Yun had a good temper, he couldn't help but curse. The spiritual power in his palms surged, and he wanted to kill Lu Hao directly.

"Forget it, let's just leave it at that. Old people are getting more and more irritable these days." Lu Hao showed an expression that said he really couldn't do anything about you.

"Since the blood oath has been made, let the test begin!" Xia Lingyue said with a smile.

"Our Sword Cliff is very unique and not easy to enter. Your life and death are determined by fate." Wan Yun said with a wave of his sleeves.

"Thank you for the reminder, senior!" All the young men who took part in the test bowed respectfully. At the same time, they were excited in their hearts. If they could obtain the Heavenly Master-level spells, their strength would greatly improve.

All the monks who participated in the test lined up in a row. As Lu Hao always believed in the principle of "I would rather die than my teammates", he naturally stood at the end in a wretched manner.

"This guy is such a coward, he has no masculinity at all!" A beautiful pregnant wife sighed.

"Maybe he's afraid of being the first to be eliminated and losing face." A young man said with the same disdain.

The first cultivator to walk in was a fat man with broad shoulders and a big waist. As soon as he stepped into the sea of ​​swords, he felt a spiritual sword energy attacking him. Almost in an instant, a tiny wound appeared on his skin, and drops of crystal blood seeped out.

"What a sharp sword energy!" everyone exclaimed.

The fat man walked through the sea of ​​swords for more than ten steps and turned into a blurry bloody man. The blood blurred his eyes.

The fat man insisted on walking for another five steps. Suddenly, he covered his neck in pain. His head fell off, followed by his feet, thighs, and finally his whole body turned into pieces of meat and fell to the ground. Every piece of flesh and internal organs was as smooth as a mirror, and blood flowed to the ground like a fountain.

The long sword in the sea of ​​swords became more and more crystal clear after absorbing fresh blood, and there was a faint sound of joyful sword sounds coming from it.

"Oh my God, this sea of ​​swords is so terrifying. Is there any cultivator who can pass through it?" Many people looked shocked.

"It's so easy for you to obtain the Heavenly Master-level spells, and how come there is no way to pass through this sea of ​​swords? Disciple, go and demonstrate it to them." Wan Yun said with a smile.

"Yes, Master!" Gao Lingtian glanced at everyone coldly and arrogantly, and stepped into the sea of ​​swords. He seemed to have formed a resonance with the sword energy inside. He walked slowly all the way, with only some slight wounds on his skin, and he did not become a bloody cover.

"Gao Lingtian is so young, yet he can resonate with the sword energy. He is truly a genius in swordsmanship." The emperor of the Dune Kingdom nodded.

"He is really outstanding!" A different kind of brilliance appeared in Xia Xinyi's beautiful eyes.

Then the Thirteenth Prince took a step forward, his whole body enveloped by the imperial dragon energy, which actually blocked out these sharp sword energies. Even so, some wounds still appeared on his body, and blood soaked his clothes.

"Well, that's right. The imperial dragon energy has been cultivated to the tenth level, and he is actually crossing the sea of ​​swords!" Wan Yun nodded and praised the truth.

The Emperor of the Dune Kingdom and the two old guys, Wan Yun, boasted to each other and praised the strength of the other's descendants.

Fang Chen of the Xianyin Sect used the golden armor on his body to resist the sharp sword energy, but a ray of sword energy still cut his handsome cheek, and blood slid down his chin, making him look sad and handsome.

"Fang Chen is so handsome, he is also crossing the sea of ​​swords!" The beautiful wife placed her hands on her chest with an expression of admiration on her face.

"I remember that the person you admire most is Lu Hao from Yuntian Sect, right?" her best friend said with a smile.

"Lu Hao and Fang Chen are tied for first place in my heart. They are both my favorite people." The beautiful wife said with a smile.

"You scumbag, do you want to eat both of them?" Her best friend laughed and joked with her, forming a beautiful landscape.

The remaining monks began to enter the sea of ​​swords one after another. More than half of them were strangled into pieces of flesh, and the other half relied on magic weapons to resist the invasion of sword energy. They walked inside with difficulty, their bodies covered in blood.

Especially the further in they went, the fiercer the sword energy became, and almost no one could walk out of the sea of ​​swords unscathed.

"Boy, it's your turn. I wonder if your strength is as powerful as your mouth. I'm really looking forward to it." Wan Yun looked at Lu Hao and smiled coldly.

"Brother Cang Yun, you have to cheer up!" Qin Miaoyin's innocent little face flushed red, and she mustered up the courage to shout towards the front.

"Stop shouting. Even if you don't feel ashamed, I do. With Cang Yun's strength, he might be eliminated as soon as he takes the first step in." Xia Xinyi said, pulling her sister.

"I don't believe so!" Qin Miaoyin stared at the young man with her beautiful eyes without blinking.

As Lu Hao took a step forward, everyone opened their eyes wide with a look of disbelief on their faces.

"This must be fake!" Xia Xinyi exclaimed in shock, covering her bright red lips.