Chapter 16                                                             �

But if you provoke the terrible existences in the top ten of the Yulong List, you will be unable to move forward in the future, because the top ten of the Yulong List are probably true disciples in the future, and life and death will be taken away in a moment.

"I hope you will do it yourself!" Hua Qianji swept his gloomy gaze, looked at Jiang Fan deeply, and then left with Ding Mo.

As the two left, Nangong Ling whispered: "Junior Brother Jiang, you are too domineering. I'm afraid Hua Qianji can't swallow this."

"overbearing?"

Jiang Fan turned around and looked at Nangong Ling, and smiled softly: "Senior Brother, the world of warriors is extremely cruel. Everything in this world follows the survival of the fittest. You and I are not domineering, and you can only be stepped on by others."

"But..., I am an ordinary person, how can I compare with those people?" Nangong Ling whispered.

"Mortal? Who is not a mortal in this world? Who dares to say that she is a real genius? Even like Jiang Yunshuang now, she is just in the six realms, and she appears extraordinary in this prehistoric sword sect. In a larger world, she seems extremely mediocre."

"Some people are born as dragons, destined to be extraordinary, and some are born ordinary, but they should not be willing to accept their fate. The peak overlords from ancient times to the present may not be geniuses in the eyes of everyone in the past. Everyone is equal in the path of cultivation. It depends on whether you fight or not. Others are just excuses. Even if you are refining medicine at the Divine Medicine Peak, it is the same. Sometimes it is too low-key, which is not necessarily a good thing." Jiang Fan talked happily.

After being reborn, Nangong Ling is one of the few people who can be recognized by Jiang Fan. Perhaps she is just a passerby on the journey of cultivation. However, Jiang Fan didn't mind giving advice and support at will. As for how much you can understand in the end and where you can go, it is Nangong Ling's own luck.

Nangong Ling was stunned and fell into silence. He called himself a senior brother, but only because he entered the sect for several years before Jiang Fan. However, after these days, he was completely impressed by everything Jiang Fan showed, as if he was the junior brother, and everything was taught by Jiang Fan. At this time, he carefully savored what Jiang Fan said, and was filled with mixed feelings. No one had said these words to him before.

"Okay, I'll go to take the assessment." After Jiang Fan said that, he set out toward the entrance of hell ahead.

"Okay!" Nangong Ling nodded quickly.

Entrance to hell!

After handing over the identity card of the new disciple, Jiang Fan stepped into it directly.

One step away, there was a new world. Jiang Fan felt that the space seemed to be moved, and he appeared in a small world the next moment.

"Is this hell? It's interesting. I didn't expect that there would be such an independent small world under the peaks of the two realms." Jiang Fan murmured.

As you see, there are ninety-eighty-one black ancient towers standing in the earth ahead. The black towers are about a hundred feet high and forty or fifty meters in diameter. There are actually hundreds of layers. There is a light source above each ancient tower, refracting, communicating, and even reflecting this entire small world.

Under many black towers, there are high-level officials of the Honghuang Sword Sect garrison, and many disciples who have entered this place have rushed to prepare for the assessment.

Jiang Fan was not in a hurry. After looking at all this, his pupils suddenly shrank, showing a look of shock and doubt.

The memories of the previous life have not yet awakened, and Jiang Fan cannot remember many things, but he vaguely felt that this scene seemed to have been seen somewhere. Either the top ten places exist in the Nine Realms of Heaven and Huang, or they have seen them in some secret book, or they have heard someone tell them dictated...

"Dark Sacrifice Tower!"

Suddenly, Jiang Fan uttered five words to himself, almost speaking it instinctively.

"Dark Sacrifice Tower? Are these eighty-one black towers? I must have had an impression of it in my previous life, but I can't remember it for a while. However, I already felt this way before my memory awakened. I'm afraid these eighty-one black towers are not simple." Jiang Fan thought to himself.

Then he walked forward slowly and came under a black tower, where dozens of people had stopped.

Unlike the chaotic scenes elsewhere, many people were staring at the top of the Black Tower. On the tenth floor of the Black Tower, there was a white light shining out.

Just as Jiang Fan came, the light on the tenth floor disappeared, and then the light on the eleventh floor appeared again.

"It's so scary. Nie Sheng was like walking on flat ground. He passed the assessment?" Some disciple said enviously.

When a new disciple participates in the assessment, as long as he passes through the tenth floor of the Hundred-Level Tower of Hell, he will be considered a successful assessment and truly become a disciple of the Emperor's Sword Sect.

"The speed is too fast, and I don't know how many levels he can reach in the end." Another person said.

Among them, some people have entered this black tower, and each floor is facing tremendous pressure and even danger. It is difficult to move forward. They know how difficult it is to be able to pass through the ten floors in such a short time.

"Nie Sheng may be able to enter the top ten and become an inner disciple directly." A disciple stood not far away from Jiang Fan and said.

Jiang Fan looked calm, as if he was out of the matter, and he didn't feel much. He had been practicing among the disciples of the Dan Hall this month, and was familiar with some of the disciples of the Dan Hall such as Nangong Ling, but he really didn't know any of the same group of new disciples who arrived.

As everyone was talking, they saw the light on the black tower changing brightly. The disciple, who should have been named Nie Sheng, had probably entered the fifteenth floor of the black tower.

"It's seventeenth floor!"

"The 19th floor, my god, is it going to break through the twenty floor?" Some disciples lost their voice.

But after a moment, the light on the twenty-story of the Black Tower had just lit up, and the next moment it had recovered as before.

A young man in blue clothes walked out of the black tower, with a slender figure and a sword-like eyebrows. The moment he walked out of the black tower, many disciples rushed forward, and all kinds of praise and envy were heard.

"The 19th floor, Nie Sheng, right? Not bad, the record of ranking first today at this time." Even the senior deacon in charge of guarding this place nodded slightly.

The young man named Nie Sheng nodded, and surrounded by everyone, he walked away, as if he was going to watch the battle for others to participate in the assessment.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Nie Sheng stopped and turned his gaze to Jiang Fan.

"Who is he?" Nie Sheng spoke.

Everyone around him shook their heads immediately, but some disciples walked up directly: "Senior Brother Nie is asking, what are your name?"

"What's my name to do with you?" Jiang Fan glanced at the man and walked straight forward.

Perhaps because he was shocked by Nie Sheng's performance just now, no one was evaluating under the tower for the time being, Jiang Fan was about to set off.

"Have a personality!" Not far away, Nie Sheng actually laughed.

He came to Jiang Fan in a few steps, and had an unquestionable tone: "Let's practice with me in the future."

Many powerful disciples of the Honghuang Sword Sect often follow many people. The so-called "one person has attained the Tao and the dog to ascend to heaven" has happened too many times in the Honghuang Sword Sect. For example, the current master of the Eight-Meridian Peak, when they were all true disciples in the past, even the martial servants who followed them now have a great say in the sect.

When he heard Nie Shengshu say that, many disciples behind looked at each other, all with envy, and then a look of jealousy appeared in their eyes when they looked at Nie Qing.

Why?

This guy came out of nowhere, but why did he fall in love with Nie Sheng in the blink of an eye? After that, he would not be so delicious and spicy. Drinking a sip of soup left by Nie Sheng is far more beneficial than what he has practiced himself.

"This bullshit luck is a bit better." Someone stomped his feet and cursed inwardly.

Under the black tower, Jiang Fan glanced at Nie Sheng who appeared in front of him and said lightly: "Get out of here!"

"What did you say?" Nie Sheng showed a strange look.

Looking at each other, Jiang Fan's eyes flashed: "I have some talent, it's all right. If I can go further in the future, although I am not qualified to become my martial arts servant, I can still do my job by running errands. Let's wait for it first."

"Arrogant!" Nie Sheng's voice was as cold as frost.

A true energy rolled in, and Nie Sheng took a strong step forward, and the distance between him and Jiang Fan was less than one meter.

"There are no conflicts in the assessment area, otherwise the sect will be dealt with in accordance with the rules." Not far away, the deacon guarding the place spoke.

The deacon then looked at Jiang Fan with a warning: "Don't cause trouble."

"Hahaha..." Nie Sheng laughed and made way out, looking at Jiang Fan playfully.

Ignoring Nie Sheng, Jiang Fan looked at the deacon of the sect, his eyes slightly cold.

It’s interesting. Nie Sheng is simply a mess. He got over here to cause trouble. How did this guy say that? Tell me not to cause trouble?

"I, Jiang Fan, want to cause trouble, but no one can stop me." Jiang Fan spoke directly.

The deacon's face changed, but before he could speak, Jiang Fan had already entered the interior of the black tower.

"There are such people in the world? They are more arrogant than me, Nie Sheng. They are not so good at seeking death." Nie Sheng looked at Jiang Fan's back and said.

The group of disciples behind were a little confused. The brief scene just now seemed like a dream. What did they see? It would be fine if someone didn’t even give Nie Sheng’s face, but even the noble deacons dared to contradict him?

You should know that, putting aside the strength of strength, just by identity, a deacon in the sect is no less than a true disciple.

Inside the black tower!

After entering the first floor, Jiang Fan felt a huge pressure coming from all around. The space here seemed to be constantly squeezing. The warrior's body was not strong enough to a certain extent and could not bear it at all.

But it was nothing to Jiang Fan. He had already moved to the second level in just a few steps.

In the second floor, there is also pressure from the surrounding space, which is much stronger than the first floor, but it still has no effect on Jiang Fan. He continues to move forward and step into the third floor.

....

The first five levels are all space pressure. When they reach the fifth level, Jiang Fan felt that pressure. If the warrior's body tempering is not perfect and the defects are too big, he may not be able to withstand even if he reaches the Tongmai Realm.

On the sixth floor, as soon as he entered this place, Jiang Fan saw a combat puppet appear in front of him.

"roll!"

He was straightforward and did not need to use the sword, but directly punched him.

This combat puppet is probably equivalent to a warrior who opens three major veins. He is probably stronger than a warrior of the same level when fighting. After all, the puppet does not know how to hurt.

But an amazing scene happened. Jiang Fan only punched the puppet's chest and then Jiang Fan's palms and fingers changed, and he removed the puppet's limbs in almost the blink of an eye and continued to move towards the seventh level...

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