The Demon Cultivator of the Sword

Chapter 85 Clown Mo Yan
The Island of Demons!

The ninth room in the south.

The reason why Mo Yan was able to hold on for so long was not because he was stronger than Lin Yun, Li Daoxuan and others.

It was purely because his attacks were much weaker than those of Li Daoxuan, Lin Yun and others.

Weak attack means slow level-clearing speed.

So when Li Daoxuan and others passed the sixth level and faced opponents who were much stronger than themselves, Mo Yan had not yet decided the outcome with the flesh and blood puppet in the sixth round of tests.

"Seven Fingers of Phantom!"

Mo Yan stretched out both hands and shot out seven beams of light from his fingers.

puff!

The flesh and blood puppet was ultimately inferior in speed. Although it avoided six finger beams, it could not dodge the last one and was hit in the head by the finger beam, killing it instantly.

After killing the flesh and blood puppet, Mo Yan exuded an aura that was no less powerful than that of Yan Chihuo before he entered the land of ghost service, and his cultivation had clearly reached the late stage of Baoyuan Realm.

"Humph, the Feitian Demon Sect will still be my world in the future."

Mo Yan snorted coldly. If he had been afraid of Gu Yuan before entering the Island of Ghost Servants, he might have been afraid of Gu Yuan. But not now, because not only had his cultivation level improved to the late Bao Yuan Realm, but his Tongtian Demon Art had also made progress, reaching the peak of the ninth level.

He is only one step away from the tenth level and is confident that he can break through within a year.

As for Gu Yuan, before entering the Guiyi Island, although he was also at the peak of the middle stage of Baoyuan Realm like him, he had only reached this realm not long ago.

Even if he could pass the sixth test, it would be impossible for him to break through to the late stage of Baoyuan Realm unless he could pass all seven levels.

But this has not happened for hundreds of years.

The seventh round of tests.

Mo Yan took a deep breath, because his opponent was a flesh and blood puppet that was more powerful than the sixth-level monster overlord.

Mo Yan only lasted a few rounds before he was defeated and teleported out of the Ghost Island.

From then on, Gu Yuan was the only one left in the Feitian Demon Sect.

"Mo Yan is out."

On the Ghost Island, all the seven sixth-rank sect elders looked over, staring blankly at Mo Yan who walked out of the light gate.

Mo Yan looked indifferent on the surface, but in fact his inner vanity had been greatly satisfied. He glanced at Li Daoxuan, Lin Yun, Bing Ling and others, and seeing that they came out earlier than him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But when he returned to the Feitian Demon Sect, he was stunned because he suddenly discovered that Gu Yuan was not there.

Those who did not come out with him included Sikong Sheng and Yan Chihuo. As for the Black Dragon Empire's eldest prince, he came out after Li Daoxuan. His cultivation was still at the peak of the late Baoyuan realm, but his aura was becoming more unfathomable in the eyes of many young people.

The place of ghosts.

The ninety-second closed stone chamber in the north.

No one could have imagined that Yan Chihuo could hold on until now. It seemed that everyone had underestimated his strength, because since the sixth round of competition, the flesh and blood puppet already had the strength of a sixth-level demon beast overlord. The flesh and blood puppet in the seventh round was even more powerful, and was only one step away from reaching half-step true essence.

Moreover, he has cultivated the half-step true essence of the top-level earth-level skills.

"Fire Slash!"

"Fire Dragon Slash!"

"Earthshattering Slash!"

"Golden Flame Slash!"

With a long sword in hand, Yan Chihuo used all he had learned to fight with the flesh and blood puppet.

If Gu Yuan was here, he would definitely be able to see that Yan Chihuo's sword intent was growing at a very fast rate. Later on, his sword skills became more and more domineering, and his sword light became more and more powerful, merging with the sword light wielded by the flesh and blood puppet.

The body of the flesh and blood puppet that had been suppressing Yan Chihuo suddenly froze, and the right arm holding the sword flew up. On the other hand, Yan Chihuo had lost the strength to fight again after swinging the sword just now, and was smashed in the chest by a punch from the flesh and blood puppet's other hand.

But Yan Chihuo smiled at this moment.

"I have made a breakthrough. My sword intent has finally reached 60%. Li Daoxuan, I am still ahead of you after all."

Although he was defeated, if he had not increased his sword intent to 60% just now, he would not have been able to cut off the right arm of the flesh and blood puppet.

After the disastrous defeat, Yan Chihuo was teleported out of the Ghost Island.

Because the Ghost Island will not hurt people, Yan Chihuo's injuries recovered after he went out.

However, the terrifying sword intent on his body frightened almost the entire young generation present.

That is 60% of the sword intent.

And his cultivation level, surprisingly, was the same as that of the Black Dragon Empire's eldest prince, and he had also reached the peak of the late Baoyuan realm.

"Sixty percent of the sword intent?" Li Daoxuan, the eldest disciple of Wuqing Sect, narrowed his eyes slightly. His sword intent was only fifty percent when he entered the strange land, and there was only a thin line away from sixty percent. If nothing unexpected happened, he would not be able to break through in one or two years.

Fortunately, he did not gain nothing on the Demon Island. He has already improved to 50% of the peak. In the following period, he is confident that he can improve to 60% within a year.

"Sixty percent of the sword intent, not bad, so-so."

Compared to other sects, the people of Feitian Demon Sect were obviously much more relaxed. Seeing that Yan Chihuo's sword intent had reached 60%, the great elder rarely became serious, curled his lips, and went to the Van Er track.

Mo Yan thought that the Great Elder was confident that he could defeat Yan Chihuo, and immediately said with shame: "Don't worry, Great Elder, in this Hidden Dragon Ranking competition, Mo Yan will never disappoint the sect's expectations. I will definitely make it into the top three."

"It's okay. You don't have to feel so stressed. Gu Yuan's strength has surpassed you, Li Daoxuan, and Yan Chihuo. In this Hidden Dragon Ranking competition, let alone the top three, he has a great chance of getting first place."

But the Great Elder's next words surprised Mo Yan.

"How can this be?"

He asked in disbelief and dissatisfaction.

"Yes, before entering the Land of Ghost Servants, Gu Yuan's sword power had already reached 60%. Moreover, in the Land of Ghost Servants, he easily subdued Lin Yun. This was witnessed by Ling Xue herself, so it cannot be false."

Ling Xue's master, the second elder, spoke.

Mo Yan still refused to accept it, but after seeing that the elders did not seem to be pretending, he opened his mouth but ultimately did not say anything. He was secretly calculating in his heart.

Humph, Gu Yuan, it looks like there will be a battle between you and me.

But what if you defeated Lin Yun? You only defeated Lin Yun, who had not yet entered the late Bao Yuan realm.

I can handle it with one hand now.

When we return to the sect, I will let you see the difference in the core disciple ranking competition.

Thinking of this, Mo Yan couldn't help but feel a little proud.

The Feitian Demon Sect's core disciple ranking competition is usually held after the inner disciple ranking competition is over.

This time it was postponed because the ghost land was opened.

Thinking about how Gu Yuan had only been in the peak of the middle stage of Bao Yuan Realm for a short time, after passing the sixth level, he stopped at the seventh level and could not break through to the late stage of Bao Yuan Realm, his strength would not improve much after that if he switched to practicing martial arts, and might even decline instead.

Mo Yan felt relieved.

After all, there is still a year and a half before the Hidden Dragon Ranking competition. In just a year and a half, it is impossible to cultivate the top-level Earth-level skills to a very high level.

In a word, in a battle of skills, the advantage is on my side.

(End of this chapter)