Especially Zhou Gaoyuan, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth and cursed a few words.

At this time, Jun Sanqian said lightly: "Don't worry, the 7th floor, the 8th floor, and the 9th floor are the most terrifying."

Master Fang Wen immediately said, "No matter how powerful this kid is, he will never be able to pass the three levels of tests. He is dead. If he doesn't believe it, let's wait and see."

Many people chattered in the square, with a strong look of surprise on their faces. Obviously, they didn't expect that Han Yang was really alive.

On the 7th floor of the Martial Arts Tower, when Han Yang walked into it, he found a monk wearing a monk's robe standing in the center of the hall.

The monk was very burly, standing there like a small hill, motionless, with a mountainous aura on his body.

Han Yang frowned slightly, his pupils shrank, and a strong look of fear flashed in his eyes.

He had been mentally prepared for a long time. The more difficult the martial arts tower is, the higher the progress it is. It seems that this is true.

This monk gave him a sense of danger. You must know that he did not feel this way before.

But he was not afraid, but instead a few rays of excitement flashed in his eyes.

In the previous day, he finally learned all the thirteen stances of the Sky-Slaying Sword Technique.

In addition to the Jingyun Tianbu that he had successfully practiced before, and with the Sky-Slaying Sword Technique, these two epic skills combined, he is confident that he can defeat anyone.

Thinking of this, a faint curve appeared on the corner of his mouth and he walked slowly over.

The burly monk stared at him coldly with his bronze bell-like eyes. As he walked over, the monk said coldly: "Yes, he can actually walk to this point. This shows that you are really capable, but that's all.

The sea of ​​suffering is endless, and turning back is the shore. I advise you not to go forward any more, otherwise I will have to take action.”

Han Yang smiled slightly after hearing this, and looked at him and said lightly: "You can just take action. My goal is not just here, I want to pass the 9th floor."

A close smile appeared on the corner of the burly monk's mouth, and he snorted softly and said, "It's good that the little donor is not old and has a very big tone. Then let me see what skills do you have."

The words fell.

The burly monk suddenly opened his mouth and shouted loudly.

Han Yang saw a series of dazzling golden lights that instantly erupted from the burly monk.

At the same time, a very amazing sound wave erupted from the mouth on the burly river, sweeping towards Han Yang like a tsunami.

Han Yang's face changed slightly, and he didn't dare to be careless.

He knew that this burly monk was using sound wave attacks and should have great power.

He took a deep breath and suddenly shouted out for life. His voice was so loud that it was like thunder, which shocked the entire space.

He also used a method of sound wave attack. He knew that if he wanted to deal with the sound wave attack of this burly monk, he had to use the same attack so that he could offset each other.

For a moment, the voices of the two people were stirring and entangled throughout the space, confronting each other.

The voice of the burly monk was as continuous as his life, which made Han Yang's heart sound louder.

However, Han Yang's voice was like the roar of the Nine Heavens Dragons, accompanied by the sound of thunder, which made people shocked.

If an ordinary person had faced such a terrifying sound wave attack from these two people, he would have been shocked and bleeding from his orifices, but there was no one here, only them.

For a moment, the two of them fought equally, and they were equally similar.

The burly monk looked at Han Yang's eyes and flashed a few strong surprises. It was obvious that he was not happy with Han Yang. He actually understood the technique of sound wave attack, and the power he used was no less than that of himself.

Han Yang was also secretly surprised, thinking that the great monk's sound wave attack was so powerful. Fortunately, he also knew the various ways, otherwise he would definitely lose this level.

The two fought and fought. After half an incense stick, the burly monk put away his sound attack. Han Yang also put away his eyes when he saw this. The two looked at each other with a strange look.

The Kuiwu Monk said immediately: "It seems that I have really misunderstood. I didn't expect that the little donor had such skills at a young age. I was really disrespectful."

Han Yang also smiled and said, "Your skills are also very good.

Now can you let me pass?"

The great monk laughed when he heard this, looked at him and said, "You are not enough to let me let you go by this alone.

Since you are very conceited, you can do it.

I'll stand here and let you attack.

If you can hurt me within 10 moves, I will let you pass.”

Han Yang frowned slightly after hearing this, thinking that this great monk was too underestimating him.

But then a crisp bell suddenly erupted from the monk's body. Han Yang looked closely and was shocked.

Because he saw a golden bell suddenly appear on the monk's body.

This golden bell protected the monk's entire body.

There are magical runes on the golden bell, constantly flashing with golden light.

Han Yang couldn't help but frown slightly. It seemed that the monk had two brushes.

This is the great monk looking at him and laughing and said, "This is a kind of kung fu you practice. It is called the Golden Bell Cover. It is a very powerful body refining technique. I have practiced it to the highest level and there is no flaw in my body.

I'll give you 10 moves. If you can break my golden bell cover, even if you pass or not, please leave quickly."

Han Yang frowned slightly, looked at him a few times, then snorted, and said lightly: "Okay, it's a matter of determination, I want to see how powerful your golden bell cover is."

It just so happened that he wanted to try the power of his Sky-Slaying Sword Technique.

The monk also looked confident and looked at him smiling, then stopped talking, just standing there, looking at him with a pair of copper bell-like eyes, with a bit of contempt in his eyes.

Obviously, this great monk felt that Han Yang definitely did not have the ability to break his golden bell cover.

Han Yang frowned slightly, and the cultivation level in his body slowly increased. He looked at the burly monk in front of him.

With a thought, the soul-breaking sword appeared in his hand.
Chapter completed!