Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 1811: One way each

"Go back! This is not where you should be!"

The disciple of Yuangang Palace stared at the disciple of the Phantom Sect who fell to the ground, sneered, his eyes proud.

"Hmph, if it weren't for you secretly attacked, you thought you would be my opponent!!"

The Phantom Gate disciple held his **** left shoulder, full of resentment.

The two went up the mountain almost one after another, and their feet were similar, so they were almost side by side along the way.

What the Phantom Gate disciples didn't expect was that when they walked here, the other party would suddenly attack and kill him by surprise! If the two face off fairly, he may not lose!

"Hehe, the winner is king. This test doesn't say that you can't shoot. One less person means one less competitor. If you don't understand such a simple truth, you can only blame yourself for being naive!"

"Who!"

The Yuan Gang Temple disciple laughed, suddenly, his expression changed, he heard movement, full of sharp eyes, and looked down.

"Luo Feng, Ten Saints!"

Seeing the incoming person, this Yuangang Temple disciple took a deep breath, the arrogant arrogance in his eyes instantly disappeared completely, he hurriedly accelerated his pace, turned and left!

"I remember you. When I get well, I will fight you!" The apparition disciple who fell to the ground shouted to the distant figure.

Luo Feng and Lin Hongyi passed by.

"The road behind is the hardest. Be careful with others." Luo Feng said.

The five flying spirit boats are still hovering slowly in the sky. Up to now, no one from the Holy Land has come forward to stop them. In other words, the behavior of the Yuangang Temple disciples just now is allowed.

In the first test, there are only 1,000 people who can advance. Then, defeating one person will naturally reduce one competitor!

When there is hope for promotion, many people should have this idea.

Along the way, no one did it, because everyone knew that they could not compete for the first thousand places. The gap was too big, and it would not help to beat the people around them.

The situation is different now.

Before Luo Feng and Lin Hongyi, there are only less than two thousand people. It can be said that these people have the hope of promotion. If one person is eliminated, the hope of promotion will be bigger!

However, things can't be done too much, you can only click to the end, after all, everyone is not a disciple of the Demon Sect.

Luo Feng and Lin Hongyi continued on their way.

Soon, the two caught up with the Yuangang Temple disciple, and they surpassed the past a few steps.

The disciples of Yuangang Temple looked at Luo Feng and Lin Hongyi's back, their eyes flickered, and then they fell silent again.

After finally defeating one person, he moved up one position, but he immediately fell back by two, which made him unwilling.

However, when he thought of Luo Feng defeating Qian Yun, the flame in his heart immediately went out.

Qian Yun, that is a nine-fold powerhouse in the Divine Realm. Among the young generations of the Nine Great Sacred Grounds, they are all of the first-class level. Compared with that, he can only be considered second-rate.

"It seems that he dare not take action against you." Lin Hongyi whispered.

"A wise choice." Luo Feng smiled faintly.

Swipe! brush!

One step three steps, Luo Feng and Lin Hongyi's figures, on the stone steps, are like cheetahs, with vigorous movements.

Along the way, there are fewer and fewer people on the stone steps, but more people are injured, and you can see them from time to time.

The situation was as expected by Luo Feng. In order to increase their hope of promotion, everyone began to look for opponents they could defeat. The whole mountain road was filled with tension.

Luo Feng and Lin Hongyi went smoothly along the way. One is Luofeng’s eightfold realm of divinity, which makes people dare not underestimate them. Second, some people have met him at the station and knew his identity. No one dares to stop.

However, this situation ended when the two climbed to 23 or 4 kilometers.

On the stone steps, two Yuangang Temple disciples with mountain patterns on their bodies are walking side by side, Luo Feng and Lin Hongyi are preparing to pass by.

"Hold on!"

The two Yuangang Temple disciples turned around and crossed the middle of the road, blocking the way of Luo Feng and Lin Hongyi.

Luo Feng and Lin Hongyi stopped immediately, and Lin Hongyi said solemnly:

"Go on one side, please keep your way."

Two Yuangang Temple disciples, one is middle-aged in their forties, at the pinnacle level of the Divine Realm, and the other is a tall young man, at the initial stage of the seventh stage of the Divine Realm.

The middle-aged man looked at Luo Feng and Lin Hongyi condescendingly with a big hand, and said coldly:

"Everyone is a holy land disciple, I will leave you a little face, you back a hundred meters!"

Luo Feng smiled, "You are afraid you don't have this strength."

The middle-aged man glanced at Luo Feng and said indifferently: "In the early stage of the Eightfold Distraction Realm, the cultivation level is good. If you are outside, I may not be your opponent. Unfortunately, here, you can’t run the true essence and cultivate the realm. It's useless. I'll give you another chance, within ten breaths, step back 100 meters, otherwise, you will bear the consequences."

On this stone stairway, the true essence cannot work, and the only things that the martial artist can rely on are physical strength and artistic conception.

These two Yuangang Temple disciples are all horizontal martial arts practitioners, with blood and blood like a rainbow, and strong physique, so they dare not put Luo Feng in their eyes. This is why they can walk all the way here.

Luo Feng stepped forward, "I also give you a chance, within three breaths, give way."

"So arrogant!"

The young disciple of Yuangang Temple sneered and said: "Brother, since he doesn't know the current affairs, then teach him a little lesson."

Boom!

While speaking, a roar like thunder rang out from the disciple of the young Yuangang Temple, his figure accelerated in vain, and he rushed towards Luo Feng as fast as lightning, and his right fist blasted out with the power of thunder.

"Fu Mo cross the sea!"

Luo Feng didn't make a move. Lin Hongyi's eyes flashed sharply, and he took the initiative to greet him. The center of gravity was lowered, and his fist was like a wrathful dragon.

Boom!

When the two fists touched, the air immediately rippled with layers like real ripples, and the strong wind radiated in all directions.

The young disciple of Yuangang Temple only felt his arm numb, and only felt an irresistible force, passed from the opponent's fist, as boundless as the sea, unstable body, and fell heavily to the ground.

"You are only in the Sixth Realm of the Distraction Realm, how can you have such a great power. What kind of boxing is this!" The young Yuangang Temple disciple looked surprised.

He is also a horizontal martial artist, and his cultivation is a realm higher than the opponent, but his strength is actually crushed by the opponent!

"Damn! Thunder Fist!"

The middle-aged Yuangang Temple disciple was furious, a powerful mood of thunder filled his body, and a force of blood like a big river, the whole person flew forward and approached Lin Hongyi in three steps. , A punch outrageously with the momentum of thunder!

Seeing the fist hit, Lin Hongyi suddenly closed her fist and stood up. In her pupils, a death storm was brewing and finally broke out!

Om!

A breath of despair spread. Between heaven and earth, everything has no vitality, no hope, only death and despair are left. Even the thunder cannot be born, only annihilation!

"Ah!"

The mood of thunder in the middle-aged Yuangang Temple disciple was directly suppressed by Wusheng general trend. He looked at Lin Hongyi, and a trace of despair appeared in his heart for no reason, and a trace of retreat emerged from the depths of his pupils.

"A hundred steps shake your feet!"

The general trend of no birth, Lin Hongyi took a step~IndoMTL.com~Boom!

The stone steps seemed to sway, and the strong shaking force passed out in circles.

Hey! Huh! Huh!

The middle-aged Yuangang Temple disciple stepped back three steps in a row, looked up and saw Lin Hongyi, his face turned pale, and said in fear: "Don't kill me...Don't kill me..."

In the end, the middle-aged Yuangang Temple disciple directly sat on the ground, trembling.

The general trend of infertility affected his mental will. For a moment, he had the idea of ​​fear and withdrawal.

In normal times, such a thought is not fatal.

It’s just that there is spiritual pressure here, and negative emotions are easy to give birth to. As soon as his fearful thoughts appear, it is immediately magnified infinitely. In the end, he almost fell into despair, only thinking that Lin Hongyi in front of him is like a female murderer. , Very scary.

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