Yong Heng Zhi Zun

When the red fire formula reaches the eighth level, Li Fuchen's cultivation speed has increased.

To know that the sixth level of red fire formula is already equivalent to the seventh level of red jade skill.

"The seven peaks of practicing Qi State should be able to break through to eight levels in one month at most."

The sunshine in winter is warm on people. On the rockery in the yard, Li Fuzhen slowly opens his eyes.

It is more difficult to break through the practice of Qi. However, Li Fuchen's understanding is too adverse to heaven, and he practices the red fire formula to the eighth level.

For him, the later it is, the easier it will be to break through, because he will elevate the skill to a higher level.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

There is a small lake in the first-class waizong disciple area, which divides the area into four small areas.

On the sparkling lake, a figure is running fast, like walking on the ground.

The runner's legs are long and powerful, and the soles of the feet are covered with a layer of light blue genuine Qi. Every time I step on the lake, the real Qi is like marshmallow, flattened and then bounced up.

Whoosh!

Close to the shore, the runner's body bounced up and landed lightly on the ground.

"It should be this area."

The boy's legs are very long, almost 60% of his height, and his long and narrow eyes are unruly.

After a while, the boy found Li Fuchen's yard.

Shua!

In a flash, the boy stood on the wall of the courtyard.

In the courtyard, Li Fuchen is practicing his sword technique. He suddenly raises his head when he detects the movement.

The eyes of the two people looked at each other in an instant, as if there were invisible sparks flashing through the void.

"What a tough look."

The rebellious boy's eyes narrowed.

"The breath is strong."

Li Fuchen is afraid of some small troubles, but if the opponent's strength is very strong, he is still interested in playing with each other.

This youth breath is nearly twice as strong as Wang Hu. I'm afraid that among the top 500 disciples, he can rank in the top 400 or even the top 300.

"Are you Li Fuchen?" Asked the boy.

"Not bad."

Li Fuchen put away his wooden sword.

"My name is Nie Ming. Let's have a fight with me."

"Why?"

"No why, because you offended elder martial brother Fang."

"I see." It seems that Nie Ming is under the so-called elder martial brother Fang, and he is not a general one. He should be one of his masters.

"This is not a place to fight. You and I will go outside."

Pushing open the courtyard door, Li Fuchen came to the open space outside the yard.

On the spacious open space, two people stand ten meters apart.

"What's your ranking among the top 500 disciples?" Li Fuzhen looked at Nie Ming carefully. His legs were much longer than those of ordinary people, and his legs were very strong. He gave people a feeling of agility, like wind and thunder.

"No, 272."

Nie Ming is quite proud.

Among the top 500 waizong, one is more abnormal than the other. Many of them have been in the state of practicing Qi for one or two years.

The accumulation of these people is very strong, and their skills have basically reached the eighth and ninth level. In addition, with other advantages, they can crush more than 90% of the Jiuchong waizong disciples in the practice of Qi.

"Two hundred seventy-two?"

This ranking is much higher than Guan Xue.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Guan Xue has not yet exposed the possibility of the latest strength.

"Do something!" Li Fuchen did not pull out his sword. If he did, he would not be able to hold back a few swords, even if he did. He would like to know how strong the top 300 of waizong 500 ranked.

"Be careful. That's interesting."

Nie Ming's body shape flashed, and his legs attacked Li Fuchen like a storm.

Yellow level high-level leg technique - paiyun leg.

Li Fuchen grinned, his legs also met like a storm.

The middle level leg technique of yellow level - whirlwind leg.

Crackling!

Several breathing time, two people do not know how many feet, only know that within a few meters, all is the sound of gas explosion.

Nie Ming's accomplishments are high and his Qi level is nine. His introduction skill white wave Jue has reached the eighth level. What's more, what he uses is the Yellow level high-level leg technique. It is reasonable to surpass Li Fuchen in all aspects.

However, Li Fuchen's entry-level skill, the red fire formula, also reached the eighth level.

Although the whirlwind leg is not as high as the opponent's cloud dispelling leg.

However, Li Fuchen's own realm is high, and he has cultivated whirlwind legs to the highest level.

In addition, Li Fuchen's physical strength reached an astonishing 5000 kg, which not only made up for the disadvantage of cultivation, but also exceeded a lot.

"Sure enough, it is said that his physical strength is extremely amazing. Just now I had a pair of feet with him, and the hard smell almost broke my real anger."Nie Ming looked dignified. Before he came, he didn't pay much attention to Li Fuchen. He thought it was easy to defeat the other party with his own strength.

Now he doesn't think so.

"What kind of body building skills are you practicing?" Nie Ming asked.

He also practiced the body building skills, but only the ordinary body training skills of the golden bell jar, which was a little stronger than the iron cloth clothes, and the more powerful body training skills were too difficult. He didn't intend to waste a lot of time and resources on the body building skills.

"Red battle body!"

Li Fuchen did not intend to hide, the voice came.

"What, you have cultivated the red level fighting body, this guy."

Nie Ming was surprised.

At present, only one of the waizong's disciples has become the red level combat body. The rest of them either give up or are still trying.

According to records, only one person of waizong can really practice red level combat body every five years.

"Li Fuchen, you and I will fight on the water." Nie Ming suddenly stepped on the ground, just like a roc spreading its wings, plundering into the lake.

On land, he is not sure to beat Li Fuchen, only in the water, he has some opportunities.

This was something he didn't expect before he came.

"With you."

Li Fuchen's feet are wrapped with a layer of light red real gas, and his body is a bullet, which also swept into the lake.

Hua Hua Hua Hua Hua

Like water spiders, they come and go freely on the lake.

"This guy is too intelligent! You can show your true Qi. " Nie Ming took a puff from the corner of his mouth.

It's easy to show the true Qi of hands and feet. According to the concentration of real Qi in the soles of Li Fuchen's feet, the opponent's entry-level skills have at least reached the eighth level, which can't be described with high understanding.

Abnormal.

This is Nie Ming's only idea.

"Look, there's a big fight on the lake."

There are hundreds of first-class waizong disciples living in the area of the first-class waizong disciples. Because the lake is not big, many people have seen the great war on the lake. One by one, they can't help but wonder, plunder into the lake, and easily stand on the water surface with the ability to show the true Qi.

"It's Nie Ming. This guy is one of the seven masters under Fang liehai."

"Yes, Nie Ming ranks fifth among the seven masters, and his strength is quite strong."

"I don't know who his opponent is. I haven't seen him."

"I know who he is. His name is Li Fuchen, the one who has been widely circulated recently."

"It turned out to be him. I heard that it was easy for him to obtain contribution points. I don't know whether it is true or not."

There are almost no weak ones who can become first-class waizong disciples. Most of the top 500 waizong disciples are first-class waizong disciples. Now Li Fuchen is really famous.