Martial Arts Overlord

Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

Five figures on the stone road accelerated in vain, sprinting towards the peak of Zhongling Peak!

Looking from a distance, on the stone road, five streamers of different colors, flying at high speed, and fast, dragging five long tail lights behind.

"it has started!"

"Fast speed! The four wicked geniuses really all have reservations!"

"Luo Feng also has reservations, it is incredible."

"Well, now it seems that we all look down on Luo Feng. He is not in the top twenty, nor is it in the top ten. At the beginning, I am afraid he will aim first!"

"His! The first place! If he really stepped on the back of the four wicked geniuses, he won the first place. That would undoubtedly be the greatest miracle of this lords meeting!"

"Hehe, he wants to be number one, and it is easier said than done. None of the four wicked geniuses is a soft persimmon."

"There are only five hundred left. See who is better at them!"

Seeing five people speeding up towards the peak, the spectator's heartbeat also accelerated at the same time, his breathing was heavy, his eyes did not blink, some people clenched his fists tightly, and his palms were sweaty.

They all want to witness the moment when the first place is born!

On the stone road.

The ranking has begun to change.

Fang Qingxue stepped on the ice lotus, like a fairy flying out of the moon palace, with her clothes flying, her speed is the fastest, and she has surpassed Jinshitai, temporarily ranking first!

Jin Shitai chased behind Fang Qingxue, the eight golden sword shadows hovering beside him, exuding a strong sword, the whole person seemed to turn into a huge sword light with the thickness of the door panel, tearing the air, emitting a harsh crackling, and wanting to recapture the first!

Zilei Xiaoren and Leng Feifan tied for third. The thunder raged on one of them. One was surrounded by snow and ice. The stone road was divided into two completely different worlds by thunder and ice.

Luo Feng followed behind Zilei Xiaoren and Leng Feifan, ranking fifth.

"Oh, I can still keep up, it seems that I look down on you!"

Zilei Xiaoren looked at Luo Feng and saw that he was biting behind him tightly. He couldn't shake it away. There was a touch of surprise in his eyes, and he was a little cold.

In his opinion, Fang Qingxue, Jinshitai, Leng extraordinary were people who could sit on an equal footing with him.

They are qualified to compete with him!

What is a Luo Feng who has just stepped into the eighth part of the divine realm? I also want to come across!

Thunder throbs!

Luo Feng used his sword as a sword to perform the wind and thunder pacing again. The speed was soaring in vain, turned into a ray of snow and thunder, and approached within three steps of the Zi Lei Xiaoren.

"What surprises you is still behind. I will be number one in this test."

Luo Feng's voice was not loud, but was clearly introduced into everyone's ears with the wind.

As soon as this remark was made, Fang Qingxue, Jinshitai, Leng extraordinary, Zi Lei's eyes changed at the same time.

Zilei Xiaoren's eyebrows shook, his eyes revealed a anger, and he grinned:

"First place! That's a big deal! I'll let you take a good look at what a joke you have!"

Zi Lei sneered, while his voice sounded, his real element fluctuated, becoming utterly intensive. The thunderbolt, which was only the thickness of the baby's arm, skyrocketed to the thickness of the thigh, tearing the air to the ground.

boom!

The air was stepped on in one step, and the figure of a purple real man rose into the sky, turned into a ray of electric light, and flew towards the front. The speed was more than doubled just now! Leng extraordinary transcendence in one fell swoop, followed by Jinshitai!

One or two breaths, Zilei Xiaoren and Fang Qingxue side by side! Breakthrough to the first place!

"Purple Thunder is the first real person!"

"Innate spirits are indeed overbearing."

"On this stone road full of restraints, you can run real dollars, just like cheating!"

"Who makes him an innate spirit body. He needs the care of heaven and earth, and was born in response to the chance. Once the innate spirit body is born, it is cheating."

"As long as he has the real body in him, he can stick to the end, the first place is at his fingertips!"

Seeing Xiao Lei's real person throw away Leng Feifan and Jinshitai and rank first with Fang Qingxue, everyone's eyes were revealed with envy.

Congenital spirits automatically begin to cultivate as soon as they are born, and their induction, fit and use of the vitality of heaven and earth far exceeds that of ordinary people. As long as they are not slack, Jiucheng can step into the god-dividing realm!

It can be said that the innate spirit body is a person born for martial arts!

For ordinary people, to enter the martial arts path, they need to smash their bones and train their veins. Even if they practice step by step, the hope of being promoted to the Divine Realm is inexorable.

Both are doomed from the moment they are born!

Zi Lei Zhen Ren, is such a person who has the heaven and earth to care for and is born with the opportunity!

"Haha, everyone, I'll take a step!"

Zi Lei sprinted to the first place with a grin and a laugh, and immediately broke out Zhenyuan with all his strength, wanting to throw Fang Qingxue and others away in one breath!

Do it!

Lei Guang exploded, and the speed of Zi Lei's little real person accelerated again, gradually surpassing Fang Qingxue.

Seeing this scene, the whole heart lifted up immediately.

Five people are less than 400 meters from the peak!

Once Zilei Xiaozheng is too far ahead, it is not easy to fight for it again! The first place will be finalized!

"Purple thunder, why worry."

"Octopus sword step, sword travel in all directions!"

Jin Shitai couldn't help it first. His hands were stunned, his pupils turned black and golden, and a powerful sword was sprayed out. The eight golden swords around him trembled violently, and a sound of clear Yue Jianming, suddenly Combine them into one, becoming a huge sword urn over ten meters long!

Hey!

The golden sword-wrap encased Jinshitai, cracked the air, and flew forward at an incredible speed, approaching the small real man in purple thunder!

His eight-pole sword step is what he found from a historic site, and it is a sky-level light-weight martial art, and it also contains a sword step!

This sword step can be intended to be a sword, a sword to protect the body, and the human and the sword in one, the fastest can reach a hundred times the speed of sound! It's faster than Jianguang cut out by ordinary Divine Realm!

Jinshitai's eight-pole sword step is only practiced to Xiaocheng, far below the speed of a hundred times the speed of sound. Here, the real element cannot be operated, and the sword step can only be motivated by the sword. The effect is greatly reduced. .

However, this is enough to surpass others!

brush!

But with two breaths, Jinshitai has caught up with Zilei Xiaoren.

"It turns out you still have such a peerless science. Then look at who of us can stick to the peak!"

Zi Lei looked at Jinshitai with sharp eyes.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Jin Shitai's use of this trick was extremely labor-intensive and certainly could not last. Otherwise, the other party would not have to wait until now.

Zilei Xiaozhenren expected that the sword step of Jinshitai was originally a life-saving secret method that exploded to the limit speed.

Now he ca n’t run the true Yuan, but can only be motivated by the sword, and the mental burden can be imagined!

Jinshitai originally wanted to use the sword steps to win the championship in the last 100 meters, but he did not expect that Zi Lei Zhenren broke out so early, and he could no longer sit by and ignore it.

Now, we can only see who can persist to the end!

Just when Zilei Xiaojin and Jinshitai were attracted to each other.

Suddenly, a chill swept across.

On the calm, rocky road, a biting cold wind and heavy snowfall raged on the wind.

"Purple Thunder, Jinshitai, it's not just you."

An indifferent, indifferent voice sounded, and the speaker was very cold.

He was in the fury of snow, with sharp eyes and a bitter chill.