Chapter 393: Seventh floor

Chapter 393 Seventh Floor
Under the Phantom Soul Tower, countless monks stared at the sixth floor.
"It's almost a hundred breaths, the light on the sixth layer hasn't been lit yet, it's probably a failure!"
"The previous clearance speed is too fast, it must consume too much for him, but I don't know that the more you get to the top, the stronger the phantom you face. If the soul power is exhausted, it will be difficult to pass the level!"
"Yes, the sixth level must persist for half a cup of tea to pass through. In those days, Nangong Tianyi and Chu Qingkuan almost broke through."
Many people shook their heads and sighed. Today, two people have broken through the sixth floor, and they have already created miracles. How could it be possible again and again?
"Can Xiao Fan break through?" In the crowd, a man in white robe squinted his eyes and said, the man is Bai Yu.
"Even though Xiao Fan is strong, it is almost impossible to break through the sixth floor. Eight peerless warlords will retreat even in the middle of the war." Beside Bai Yu, the brothers Baili Kuangfeng and Baili Wenfeng stood. , Talking is Baili Wenfeng.
The two only passed the second floor, which was slightly worse than Bai Yu.
"Not necessarily, Xiao Fan's strength is no less than Lou Aotian." Baili Kuangfeng shook his head.
"I heard that Chen Feng has broken through the third floor, isn't it true?" Baili Wenfeng didn't catch Xiao Fan very much. He had heard that Chen Feng had broken through the third floor before, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
Baili Gale also showed a hint of curiosity. Chen Feng ranked eighth among the top ten in the imperial city, but after his Baili Gale, he only passed the second floor. How could Chen Feng pass the third floor.
"It's true." Bai Yu nodded, "When I came to participate in the second round of assessment, he happened to come out of the Phantom Tower. The whole person looked a little different from before, but it was different, but I couldn't tell."
Baili Kuangfeng clenched his fists and felt very upset.
"As long as you enter the Battle Soul Academy, there will be a lot of room for improvement in the future, so don't worry about it." Bai Yu didn't care about it, his eyes were full of confidence.
"Yes, Xiao Fan is only breaking fast now. His foundation may not be stable. We are likely to surpass him." Baili Wenfeng nodded.
Bai Yu remained silent, feeling helpless, "Beyond Xiao Fan? How difficult it is. If you know that Xiao Fan can kill even in the middle of the Imperial Realm, you will probably be hit."
Baili Kuangfeng and Baili Wenfeng just came to leave the Fire Emperor Capital. They were not very clear about Xiao Fan's affairs, otherwise they would not be so confident.
"Buzzing~~"
Suddenly, the Phantom Soul Tower bloomed with a bright glow, and the waves of light rippled open.
"The light on the sixth floor is bright, he passed!" The crowd looked at the sixth floor of the Illusion Tower in horror, and their hearts were extremely restless.
"Broken through?" Baili Kuangfeng and Baili Wenfeng both had ugly faces. They were still thinking about surpassing Xiao Fan, and now Xiao Fan has passed the sixth floor of the Phantom Soul Tower, which made their faces hot. The egg hurts.
The only thing that puzzled everyone was that the emperors of the inner court did not appear this time.
You know, anyone who has broken through the sixth floor of the Illusion Tower can enter the inner courtyard directly.
"Senior Huo Sovereign said before that Xiao Fan didn't want to enter the inner courtyard, so they didn't need to come." Someone whispered, remembering the previous conversation between Xiao Fan and Huo Sovereign.
At first, many people thought Xiao Fan was too arrogant and thought that they could enter the inner courtyard beyond the standard. How would they think that Xiao Fan really had this strength.
In the sixth floor of the Phantom Soul Tower, Xiao Fan's face was slightly pale, the sweat on his forehead dripped down, and his head was raised, his clear eyes looked at the entrance of the seventh floor, and he walked up slowly.
"The seventh floor, what would it be?" Xiao Fan thought in his heart, if it were just eight ordinary early-stage phantoms of the Emperor of War, he would still have the strength to fight.
Rumble!
Pushing open the stone gate, Xiao Fan appeared on the seventh floor. What surprised him was that there was no illusion on the seventh floor. What entered his eyes was a thin back.
It was an old man in a white robe with white hair and white eyebrows. He stood with his hands holding his hands and looked up at the stone wall in front of him.
On the desk in front, two oil lamps were lit. Through the dim light, one could vaguely see what was on the stone wall. It was a painting.
The screen is full of dense lines, dense lines, making people feel dizzy, and the whole person's soul power seems to be inhaled in it.
"Do you want to participate in the seventh-level assessment?" The old man suddenly said, his ethereal voice echoed in the space, he did not turn around, his eyes were still staring at the painting.
"Yes." Xiao Fan didn't know why, but he nodded.
"There are three levels on the seventh floor. In the first level, you can only get close to me within three steps, even if you pass." The old man said lightly.
"Can any means be used?" Xiao Fan asked.
"Yes!" The old man still did not look back.
When Xiao Fan heard the words, he stepped on his feet and turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the old man. However, to his astonishment, a huge rebounding force rushed towards him, his figure was unstable, and he rushed towards the rear. .
"When Xiao Wu entered the seventh floor, he should have been shocked by this force." Xiao Fan's heart sank, and when he looked back, the place where he was flying upside down was where the exit on the seventh floor was.
If you are rushed out, does it mean you have failed?
"Phantom battle spirit, come out!" Xiao Fan burst into his heart, his momentum rose again, and the Shura sword volleyed a little and hit the rock wall.
The Shura sword was bent, and one can imagine the terrible force of this rebound.
Xiao Fan's face was flushed red, the blue veins on his forehead wriggled like worms, and his soul power impacted his meridians, his muscles tightened, as if they were about to explode. This huge pressure made him a little desperate.
This is just a breath, so terrifying, what about the real strength of this old man?
Xiao Fan didn't dare to imagine that there were people outside of people, and mountains outside of mountains. This is not bad at all. Who would have thought that meeting a perverted old man in this Phantom Tower?
"Heaven and Earth Xiao kill!"
Xiao Fan exploded, and countless sword auras bloomed from him, his feet pressed hard against the rock wall, opened the way with the Shura sword, and stabled in the direction of the old man.
Puff puff!
However, what is strange is that the endless sword aura suddenly shoots backwards, like a thousand birds returning to the nest, coming straight towards Xiao Fan, blood flying down his body.
Xiao Fan had the urge to scold his mother. The strength of this old guy was too terrifying, even if he faced the Fire Emperor and the Sword Emperor, there was no such pressure.
However, Xiao Fan was also the one who refused to admit defeat, and once again aroused the power of the endless battle soul, burning a trace of golden arrogance on his body surface, and Xiao Fan's aura increased again.
The old man seemed to be a little surprised. He suddenly turned to look at Xiao Fan. A thin face was imprinted into Xiao Fan's eyes, and his long eyebrows were drooping down. He looked like an immortal spirit.
"Relentless blow!"
Xiao Fan roared in his heart, but he didn't believe it. He didn't even have the strength to get close to the opponent for three steps. The pure soul power was poured into the Shura sword and stabled forward.
puff! The void was as if an invisible force was pierced by a sword, and suddenly, the pressure dissipated a lot.
Seeing that the Shura sword was about to pierce the old man's back, Xiao Fan volleyed over and quickly retracted the long sword. Although he didn't think he could kill the old man, he didn't want an accident.
"The murderous spirit is restrained, it's a funny guy." The old man stroked his long white beard and smiled faintly.