Chapter 1292: Nine-story legend

"Nine floors..."
Looking at this magnificent ladder, Ye Fan whispered to himself, his eyes became a little complicated.
"Once you set foot on the ninth floor, you will have no retreat, you need to think twice!"
The voice of vicissitudes appeared at this moment, specially reminded.
"Since the opportunity is already in front of you, there is no reason not to cherish it. Today I will fight it hard for myself and for..."
Ye Fan secretly decided in his heart.
The ninth layer has always existed only in the legend, and being able to step into it can fight for the supreme glory for Nanban. In addition, there are countless benefits behind it.
As for the so-called no retreat, for Ye Fan, who has an immortal body, the threat is not as great as he imagined.
With that in mind, Ye Fan stepped forward and walked up the ladder step by step.
"brush……"
Every time Ye Fan took a step, every time he walked up a step, the steps behind would disappear one step later. This was a situation where all the ladders leading to the upper floor did not exist before.
At the same time, it also indicates that while there is no retreat on the ninth floor, only one person can go.
The previous idea that Baidi wanted his brother and sister to go together was simply impossible.
Just as Ye Fan was going to the ninth floor, outside of the Upper Realm Ladder, the entire Kinmen had completely rioted.
Almost all the strong men of Nanban gathered here. At this moment, they all looked up at the invisible high place of the upper realm ladder, with all kinds of expressions on their faces.
Horror, admiration, even fear.
"The...the ninth floor is lit up, could it be..."
"Someone has entered the ninth floor!"
"Is it the legendary ninth floor? This... how is this possible?"
At the highest point of the upper realm ladder, where it meets the sky, a light shining brighter than the sun emanated from there, which aroused everyone's amazement and shock.
In a corner of the crowd, which is also the place closest to the upper realm ladder, a group of young people are standing still, with a dull look on their faces.
"Miss Cao, when you got down, how many people were left on the floor where you were on the first floor?"
Lai Zhiqing looked around, only to find that the number of people was chaotic, and she didn't want to count too much, so she asked Cao Yuxin.
"I went to the seventh floor, only Ye Fan, Baisha and Fang Jie were left behind!"
Cao Yuxin's complexion at the moment, her eyes flickering, she didn't know what she was thinking.
"Brother Fan, Baisha and Fang Jie haven't appeared at this moment. Could it be that all three of them have gone to the nine layers?"
Li Panan exclaimed from the side.
Whenever they are eliminated, they will come to their place, unless they die directly.
"Impossible. Although the Ninth Floor is a legend, only one person can step into it. Of the three of them, two must have failed!"
Jin Jaetian interjected.
At this moment, his face was more excited than anyone present, and the law that Nanban disciples could only reach the eighth floor was finally broken.
"Ye Fan, I hope it's you!"
Jin Zaitian was still whispering to himself, Baisha and Fang Jie, the latter he knew very well that with Fang Jie's strength, it was impossible to reach the ninth floor.
The only one left to compete with Ye Fan was Baisha.
It's a pity that Jin Zaitian didn't know that he had cultivated with all his strength, and the real Fang Jie had already died in the hands of Bai Di.
Following Cao Yuxin's disclosure, everyone around him also began to talk, speculating about who stepped into the Nine Layers, creating legends and myths for Nanban.
"It goes without saying that it must be Miss Baisha. Baidi is dead. Among the younger generation of Nanban, she is the strongest!"
"Hmph, Baisha, you haven't seen her look in front of Ye Fan. Nanban can defeat Ye Fan's young genius. Only Baidi and Baisha can join forces!"
In the crowd, there was an argument immediately. As the first sect, the Temple of the Lord has a permanent history, and it has carried too many firsts in the battle of the ladder, so that most people still prefer the Temple of the Lord.
In the ladder leading to the ninth floor, Ye Fan didn't know how long he had been walking, let alone the outside world Jinmen had already exploded because of his own decision.
Stepping onto the ninth floor was not his original intention in the Battle of the Ladder, but the difficulty along the way, which forced him to this situation.
If Chao Ruge didn't happen, Ye Fan would really have to listen to Venerable Feiyun's reminder and stop abruptly on the sixth floor.
"brush!"
I only felt that after a long time, Ye Fan finally finished the ladder, and his eyes suddenly opened up, but Ye Fan was slightly taken aback.
The ninth floor that no one can step on in the legend is exactly the same as the eighth floor previously destroyed by the seeds of kendo.
In a normal space with the outside world, a stone monument also stands in the center.
"world!"
Ye Fan looked at the two big characters like dragons and phoenixes on the stone tablet, and couldn't help chanting.
Perhaps this is the only difference from the eight-story space.
On the stone stele on the eighth floor, Ye Fan clearly remembered being engraved with Xuan Huang.
"Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang...What does this mean, is it impossible to break this stone tablet?"
Ye Fan muttered to himself, inevitably feeling a little speechless in his heart.
If this nine-level test is so, then he is afraid that he is somewhat powerless. The breaking of the Xuanhuang Stone Stele is based solely on the strength of the kendo seed breaking space. It is difficult for Ye Fan himself to do it.
"Welcome to the Nine-Floor Space. Here, you will only have two feelings, endless satisfaction or endless regret!"
The voice of vicissitudes appeared, some strange introduction.
"Senior, my test? But breaking the stele?" Ye Fan asked, looking up at the sky.
"Hehe, break the stone tablet again, do you want to go to the tenth floor?"
Perhaps it was the vicissitudes of life who joked for the first time watching Ye Fan arrived at the last floor.
Ye Fan fell silent after hearing this, and quietly waited for the vicissitudes of life.
"The test of the ninth level is not to break the stone monument, but to defeat your strongest opponent!"
The voice of vicissitudes officially explained.
"The strongest opponent?"
Ye Fan was shocked when he heard it. Before Baidi and Baisha joined forces, the two swords were already enough to sweep the Southern Barbarian genius. The power generated by the Demon Divine Array is even more terrifying. Is this not enough to call it the strongest?
"On the road of martial arts, there is no strongest, only stronger. Because the definition of the strong is often refreshed with the changes of time, space, and everything, but there is an enemy who can always prove whether you are qualified to be counted as one. The strong."
The vicissitudes of life sounded with a sense of sigh.
"Who is it?" Ye Fan asked subconsciously.
The strong is indeed an eternal topic, but whoever does martial arts practice, who does not want to become strong, and who does not want to reach the top, overlooking all living beings, but the troubled times and the unpredictable fate, the road of martial arts is full of too many thorns, attracting countless people who want to become The strong were killed for it.
"This enemy is yourself!"
The voice of vicissitudes explained immediately.
"Myself!"
Ye Fan had a sudden stop after hearing it, and instantly understood what the voice said.