Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

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From the girl in Tsing Yi, unexpectedly got news about Zhao Qian, Xiao Ye's pressure increased sharply.

Whether it is Zhao Qian's cultivation behavior or the comprehension of the true meaning of martial arts, he can only look up now.

He returned to the secret area of ​​Chongyang with a heavy heart and came to the first area.

A month and a half later, it was the day when the elders in black robe recruited their own disciples. Therefore, the top ten inner disciples practiced very hard and refused to spare a little time.

At the same time, the disciples in the second area madly challenged the top ten disciples.

There are few opportunities for elders in black robes to recruit proselytized disciples. They are naturally reluctant to let go of such rare opportunities. Of course, they only dare to challenge the sixth and subsequent disciples.

"The competition is really fierce." Xiao Ye just sat on the third stone platform, and found that someone in the second area came to challenge.

Xiao Ye didn't even have interest in watching, closed his eyes and practiced.

"He is back." Zhang Huwei jumped on the second stone platform, afraid of being overtaken by Xiao Ye, and quickly cultivating.

Among the top ten disciples in the inner door, the elders in black robe recruited pro-discipline disciples. Naturally, the stronger the strength, the greater the advantage will be.

So this last month and a half, it is very crucial, no one wants to be trampled by opponents.

The air in the first area was filled with a tense atmosphere.

"Go to the first line of heaven!" Xiao Ye came back only one day and stepped directly into the first line of heaven.

Xiao Ye is gone!

The inner disciples in the first area opened their eyes curiously, and some people had already taken out the timing device to calculate Xiao Ye's cultivation time.

As the fastest rising black horse in the inner door, Xiao Ye's every move was very attractive.

Zhang Huwei stared at Xiao Ye's back, a little nervous in his heart.

"This kid's highest record is two hundred and eighty breaths, three hundred and twenty breaths away from me, and there is still some distance away, certainly not catching up with me."

His strength is second only to Leng Feng's inner disciples, he still has this confidence.

Thinking of this, Zhang Huwei calmed down a lot and continued to practice.

It didn't take long for the outside world to suddenly scream, and woke him up again, just to see everyone else looking at themselves with strange expressions.

clatter!

Xiao Ye walked out of the sky and sat back on the stone platform to sit cross-legged, his body breathing a lot stronger.

Zhang Huwei jumped in his heart and quickly asked: "How much is his time from me?"

The disciple responsible for timing swallowed and said hardly: "It is not that he is worse than you, but that you are a hundred times worse than him!"

boom!

This number shocked Zhang Huwei's body, and his face was incredible.

"This is impossible!" Zhang Huwei stepped forward, staring at the timing device, and when he confirmed that the time was correct, he stood on the spot.

Xiao Ye, even surpassed him by a hundred breaths, this gap is almost insurmountable!

In fact, not only him, but other inner disciples could not believe it.

You know, Xiao Ye insisted on the time of 280 days a day ago in the first line of the sky, but now it has directly increased to 420 interest, which is not much different from the cold front.

In just one day, Xiao Ye spanned a time of 140 breaths, and no one would believe it.

"The timing device must be broken." The disciple smiled dryly, "I'll take a new one later."

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Huwei felt relieved and returned to the stone platform to practice again.

The next day, when Xiao Ye got up again and walked towards the first line of the sky, everyone suddenly woke up.

"This timing device is brand new, there must be no mistake." The disciple responsible for timing laughed.

"Guess what, Xiao Ye's actual practice time is probably?"

"I guess about two hundred and eighty breaths."

"I think that the first day that Xiao Ye went to yesterday, and I went in again today, is not the best state, and it can stand up to 270 days of interest."

"Hey, I enter the first line of sky so often, I don't think it will be long before this kid will play with himself and become the second exhibition Hongfei."

The inner disciples in the first area had a lot of discussion.

Time passed by one minute and one second, when the hands of the chronograph reached 280, the first area suddenly fell quiet.

Everything disappeared in front of Zhang Huwei, leaving only the beating figures.

Two hundred and ninety...

Three hundred interest...

Three hundred and ten...

...

When it reached four hundred breaths, everyone opened their mouths, their faces were horrified, and the air seemed to stop flowing.

"Fuck, isn't yesterday's timing device..." someone murmured.

Zhang Huwei's eyes went black for a while, and almost fell off the stone platform.

"This kid actually insisted on four hundred and twenty breaths! Go on like this, and sooner or later overtake me!" Zhang Huwei squeaked directly, and looked in the direction of the sky, a flash of vicious color flashed in his eyes.

In fact, he did not know that Xiao Ye's strength had already surpassed him.

"Four hundred and eighty breaths..." At this time, I wondered who exclaimed.

Boom!

Zhang Huwei, who was full of gloom, fell directly from the stone platform.

"It's absolutely impossible! Yesterday he was only four hundred and twenty breaths. Why did he add so much today!" Zhang Huwei rolled and crawled to the front of the timing device, looking at the number that was still beating, and suddenly Zhang Da Mouth, no longer closed.

"Four hundred and ninety breaths, is this kid going against the sky?" Someone murmured softly.

You know, the first person in the inner door is quickly entering the seven-fold cold front of the congenital realm, and the highest record is only 540 breaths.

clatter!

When the time reached five hundred interest, Xiao Ye finally came out of the first line of heaven, robe hunting, dancing wildly, breathing into the sky.

A silent shock permeated the first area.

Five hundred interest, which is only forty interest worse than the cold front!

Since Leng Feng became the head of the inner disciples, his strength is superb, and he is above all the inner disciples. Even if the top five disciples of the inner disciples join forces, they are not rivals of the cold front.

Leng Feng, can be called the first person under the personal disciples! The pride of the young generation of Chongyangmen!

There are even rumors that the elders in black robes have long said that they would take Leng Feng as a disciple.

And Xiao Ye's record is almost catching up with the cold front, how terrible this is!

The cold front, who was in the middle of hard work, opened his eyes and sat on the stone platform, as if he was a peerless spear, exuding a fierce aura, so that people can't look directly at it.

This is the first time he has shown his intent after becoming the first person in the inner door.

"Oh, in the inner door, there finally appeared an opponent who made me a little interested. I look forward to you in the future, you can fight me." Leng Feng finished talking, and closed his eyes.

"I in the future can fight you?" Xiao Yewen Yan pouted, and I am afraid that soon you will not be my opponent.

Xiao Ye walked back to his own stone platform, stabilizing his surge of cultivation, and a powerful wave of true energy swept away.

"Never let him enter the first line of heaven again!" Looking at Xiao Ye's back, a vicious look appeared on Zhang Huwei's face.

Even Leng Feng recognized Xiao Ye's potential, which made him able to sit still.

The next day, when Xiao Ye was ready to enter the front line again, Zhang Huwei's figure appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

"Xiao Ye, from now on, you are not allowed to enter the first line of heaven!" Zhang Huwei holding an iron hammer in each hand is his innate weapon.

Do you think I am threatened, and stop me from entering the first line?

Xiao Ye smiled coldly in his heart and spit out a word in his mouth: "Go!"

After talking, Xiao Ye stepped over Zhang Huwei and headed towards the front line. For such people, he was too lazy to start.

"you!"

Zhang Huwei was stunned for a moment, then his face rose red, and a crazy color flashed in his eyes: "I must kill you!"

boom!

The magnificent innate instinct rose from Zhang Huwei, holding a hammer and striding towards Xiao Ye.

At the same time, the verdant martial arts intentions are wrapped around Zhang Huwei, making it more powerful.

Zhang Huwei's true meaning of martial arts is almost materialized.

Rumble!

Zhang Huwei is like a giant. Every time he falls, the ground will tremble, and he will catch up with Xiao Ye in a few steps.

"Give me death!" Zhang Huwei yelled, the magnificent innate ingenuity and martial arts true intention intertwined, he waved two iron hammers in his hand and smashed towards Xiao Ye.

"Is Zhang Huwei crazy? Even the martial arts intentions are used. This is to ignore the rules and kill Xiao Ye!" The other disciples were shocked.

Any disciple of the inner disciples who understand the true meaning of martial arts will generally use it as a hole card, and it is not necessary to use it easily.

The true meaning of the yellow martial arts formed a powerful force of oppression, and Xiao Ye was imprisoned.

"Huh, did the second disciple in Neimen realize the true meaning of one-and-a-half months of martial arts?" Xiao Ye suddenly turned around, with a disdain on her face.

"Zhang Huwei, you don't even have the qualifications to let me draw a knife!" Xiao Ye Changxiao, dancing wildly, eyes fierce, running the Four Heavens.

"Get out of here!"

Xiao Ye danced his fists, two reals, one imaginary, and three giant tripods. He appeared on the top of his head. The blood in his body was roaring and surging like the Yangtze River.

boom!

Xiao Ye's double fists, struck hard with Zhang Huwei's two hammers, burst into a fierce light, and the powerful power fluctuated, sweeping in all directions.

boom!

A physical force so powerful that Zhang Huwei feared, smashed his two hammers out of his hand, and even flew his body out with blood, spurting blood.

"Dare you dare to stop me with this strength?" Xiao Ye snorted coldly, and walked into the front line of the sky, leaving everyone with a dull face.

Xiao Ye, with his physical strength alone, defeated Zhang Huwei in one move, and he didn't even pull out Tian Jue's sword!

This turmoil soon passed, but everyone had a strong fear of Xiao Ye.

Now Xiao Ye is already the second-ranked inner disciple.

"This guy is not going to step on even the cold front?" Some people speculated, and at the same time looking forward to it, will this fast-rising black horse come into a fierce collision with the cold front?

But what disappointed them was that the following month was very calm, and Xiao Ye's time spent practicing on the first line of the sky was always dozens less than that of the cold front.

"Ah, yes, Xiao Ye is no better than a cold front." Someone shook his head and sighed, thinking that Xiao Ye's black horse had exhausted its potential.

Xiao Yesi ignored the remarks of the outside world, and under his painstaking cultivation, cultivation practice had reached the mid-sixth level of congenital realm.

"Half a month later, it was the day when the elders in black robe recruited proselytized disciples, and I should let go of my hands and feet." Xiao Ye opened his eyes and a smile appeared on his face.

In the past half a month, he will continue to practice hard in the first line of the sky, and he will be improved to the sixth stage of the congenital realm.

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