"Isn't it sorted by my strength?" Leng Rushuang's face showed a trace of sorrow, and the bit of resentment in his heart against Yang Fan disappeared without a trace. Qin Feng looked down on Yang Fan, a ninth-rank bloodline, so why is Leng Rushuang? In this way, in his heart, only Qin Feng and Sima Yun, who are also the three greats, are his opponents, and even Lingmei fairy Lan Lingmei is not too much in his eyes! ! !
next moment... ... .
Leng Rushuang stepped forward and still stepped into Tongren Lane.
Leng Rushuang, as the name suggests, is as cold as frost, and also cultivates ice-attribute martial arts—Hanbing Jue, covered with terrifying cold air, is like the winter god who controls the ice and snow. Those bronze people have not gotten close yet. Was frozen into a piece.
Soon, he broke through the 720 meters Tongren Lane and broke into the last restricted area.
"Hahaha...A mere dead thing, how can I stand it!!!" Qin Feng is proud and arrogant, how can Leng Rushuang, who is also one of the three greats, be willing to let Qin Feng Zhuan be beautiful before facing that one. The bronze man who is enough to make countless handyman disciples desperate, cold as frost and not showing weakness, the air of cold ice fills his body, incarnation of the cold ice demon from the extremely cold land, and fights against him! ! !
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"... ...
Overbearing power ravaged the alley, Leng Rushuang steadily advanced, 725 meters... 730 meters... 735 meters... ... Seven hundred and forty meters...
"Seven hundred and forty-six meters, pass!!!" Outside Tongren Alley, the white-robed chief executive gave an admiring look at the cold asshuang who was being assisted by an outside disciple walking out of Tongren Alley. Seven hundred Forty-six meters is compared to 768 meters. The difference between the two is very obvious, but it does not mean that Leng Rushuang is worse than Qin Feng. If he also masters a forbidden technique similar to spirit explosion , It’s hard to say who loses and who wins! ! !
"Next, you go!!!" This time, Sima Yun was named the last of the three great masters.
"Seven hundred and sixty-eight meters? Do I really have any hope of surpassing Qin Feng?" Sima Yun's eyes rolled, a trace of hesitation appeared in his heart, 768 meters, this achievement was like a mountain of hundreds of feet that made him unable to breathe. Suddenly, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, "Fight, even if you can't compete for first place, you can never lose to Leng Rushuang!!!"
"begin!!!"
When Sima Yun moved, he jumped into Tongren Lane. The three masters are good at each, Qin Feng is good at strength, one hand vigorously Fu Moquan, rarely meets opponents, Leng Rushuang controls the power of ice, the ice secrets all things, and Sima Yun is the best at body skills, quick speed, that is Few disciples from the outside sects have come! ! ! !
I saw that Sima Yun's whole body was like a dragon swimming in the water, moving around and moving, very flexible, and those bronze men couldn't keep up with his speed at all.
In less than half a minute, he reached the last 80 meters of Tongren Lane.
In an instant, Sima Yun's speed slowed down. The limited space in the Tongren Lane prevented him from climbing to the limit. In addition, the speed of the bronze man in this restricted area was far from comparable to that of the previous bronze man. Sima Yun was suppressed somewhat severely, of course, even so, the speed at which he advanced was still higher than Leng Rushuang and Qin Feng.
After 735 meters, almost all of Sima Yun's square space was occupied by the bronze man, making him no longer able to use his body skills and had to rely on his own strength to regret the bronze man's offensive! ! !
"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"...
Fists and hammers collided, but what Sima Yun was good at was speed and body technique. This head-on-head was not his style, 748 meters, just two meters more than Leng Rushuang, and eventually he vomited blood and fell to the ground unwillingly.
"Damn it! How could this happen!!!" Outside Tongren Lane, a touch of unwillingness flashed on the cold face of Rushuang, Qin Feng walked farther than him, that's fine, after all, it was the power of the secret law, not the other. Really capable, but what qualifications does Sima Yun have to walk in front of him
"Next, you come on!!!"
As soon as Mr. Bai finished speaking, Ling Mei fairy Lan Ling Mei Lian walked towards Chiang Mai, twisting her buttocks and walking slowly towards the Tongren Lane, wearing a water blue dress, completely perfecting her graceful figure. The outline was drawn, and the hot curve made countless handyman disciples secretly swallowing saliva! ! !
What a seductive fairy! ! !
"begin!!!"
"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"...
The walls on both sides burst, and a bronze figure swarmed out, surging towards Lan Lingmei like a tide.
Lan Lingmei gently turned around, like clouds and flowing water, and like a fairy dancing, fascinating infinite reverie. The bronze figure resembles the tide and countless, but unfortunately none of them can touch her long skirt, just a few breaths. , It has already crossed the five-hundred-meter mark.
"What a mysterious body, I'm afraid I'm not under Sima Yun!!!"
"It is rumored that the talent of this Lingmei fairy is not inferior to that of the Three Great Masters. It really is not groundless!!!"
"What? How is this possible?" Suddenly, an exclamation came from Sima Yun's mouth, and his handsome face climbed up to the blush. I saw that Lan Lingmei in Tongren Lane had entered the final restricted area. Launched a sprint towards the 750 meters, and what shocked Sima Yun was that, so far, Lan Lingmei hadn't punched or slapped him, completely relying on his agile body skills to break through the barriers, this was incredible.
You must know that Tongren Lane is not comparable to other places, not to mention that the area is limited, and the bronze people are more like a cow, and there are almost no dead ends. Even at his body speed, after 735 meters, he has to face it hard, and Lan Lingmei is now seven hundred and forty meters past, and still hasn't punched a hand. This pair has always been proud of body law, and even once said that opening the Yang line, among the many handyman disciples, discusses body law. As far as Sima Yun, no one dared to recognize the first, he was slapped in the face of Chi Guoguo, and he still slapped his bow left and right.
"Seven... 750 meters, it's difficult... Is it possible that Lingmei Fairy will surpass Qin Feng?"
"Damn it! How could this be like this!!!" At some point, Qin Feng's fists were already tightly clenched, a little bit of sweat soaked his forehead, and he shouted in his heart, "Stop! Stop it! Next!!!"
As if hearing Qin Feng's cry, Lingmei fairy Lan Lingmei finally fell to the ground.
"Seven hundred and sixty-three meters, pass the barrier!!!"
"Huh!!!" Qin Feng took a deep breath after hearing this, five meters, just five meters short, Lan Lingmei will surpass him and become the new first person, and then a deep stroke of his eyes flashes. Deeply jealous, "A good blue Lingmei, the hidden is really deep enough!!!" If he doesn't use the Secret Art—Spirit Blasting, with his current cultivation strength, he will face Lan Lingmei, I am afraid that he will lose too much. Winning a few games, that weird and ethereal body style, makes people scared to think about it, even if you can't touch the corner of the opponent's clothes, how can you talk about defeating your opponent
However, Qin Feng soon recovered his calmness again. As long as he could win the first place, and with the help of the power of the marrow pill to successfully advance his bloodline, he would definitely surpass Lan Lingmei! ! !
at this time... ... .
Master Bai's clear voice pulled back his thoughts, "Young man, it's your turn!!!"