Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Extreme Walker is Born

For the sudden scene, not only Ouyang Xueji and them, but also the disciples who came later, were extremely shocked, ruthlessly taking the pill and increasing their strength, but they didn't even break through the five hundred meters, which was really terrifying.

Just one kick and one palm, how terrible this is.

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes couldn't be closed, and they wanted to find out what kind of puppet this was, and they actually had such terrible strength.

"Shouldn't it be? The puppet of the peak of the martial artist, Ye Teng's kid, only the peak of the early stage of the martial artist, why can he pass, does Ye Teng have any hole cards" Everyone discussed, but the result of their discussion, they didn't dare to think about it, they could compete with the hole cards of the peak of the martial artist, how terrible this was, it was simply an existence that they couldn't look up to.

Ouyang Xueji on the side did not have any waves, she was pranayama physical condition, she was attacked by Yu Xiaoyu just now, and now her body is still in a state of injury, with the strength of her late martial arts, if she wants to break through five hundred meters, in her heyday, it is possible, but now, she does not have this courage, and her injured body, anyone, can not bear it, let alone herself as a girl.

Soon, everyone was not discussing, nor was they in a good mood, and finally struggled, and basically stopped at about four hundred and forty meters, and Yu Xiaoyu, with the Yu family's swordsmanship, broke through to four hundred and seventy meters on the side.

If you want to break through five hundred, it is rare to stop, and the peak martial artist, whoever encounters it, will be unbearable.

I have to say that Ye Teng's ability to reach the limit really surprised everyone.

and the previous Feng Ying, who directly broke through five hundred meters, although this kind of combat power has not entered the limit, it is already extremely against the sky.

Even Ye Teng relied on his own body and body method to dodge it.

Inside, as long as you can succeed and move forward, it is ability.

Ye Teng in the extreme space has fought to the fullest, sweating profusely, being attacked by the white-scaled tiger again and again, crushed again and again, Ye Teng is also very desperate, but now, there is no way, the strength is too low.

"No, I can't just give up, I don't believe it, I can't defeat you," Zhan Tian thought secretly.

"Spirit Armor Pit" Ye Teng roared, and a black sword also appeared in his hand, using the aura of his whole body, slashing towards the four of the latter.

"Flash"

With the help of the Spirit Armor Pit, Ye Teng unleashed the strongest blow and slashed down towards the latter's legs.

Smack

A sword came out, with a terrifying sword aura, descending like a revived sword god.

However, with two snaps, the thigh of the white-scaled tiger was instantly cut off by one-third, and then Ye Teng was slapped away with a punch.

Ahem, cough, cough

Ye Teng, who flew out upside down, his face was pale, without a trace of blood, and he coughed up mouthfuls of blood in his mouth.

Looking at the white-scaled tiger in horror, "Is this the white-scaled tiger?

"No, it's actually a swordsmanship, you can cut a third, then I'm here a few times, isn't it okay" Ye Teng thought secretly.

"Boy, you are like this, there will be no supply of aura, you can recover well now, and then directly use the Four Seasons Sword Technique to confuse the latter, in the use of the Ninety-Five Sword Technique, as long as you cut off one of the latter's legs, the latter's combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced" Jian Lao, at this time, said lightly.

Hearing Jian Lao's words, Ye Teng had no choice but to run the Devouring Technique and begin to recover his body.

And in the outer passage, Ouyang Xueji opened her eyes, and the fierce light in her eyes flashed, as if at this moment, she was the real little witch.

"Ye Teng, no matter how strong you are, I will catch up with you," Ouyang Xueji said, running the exercises and heading forward.

In an instant, everyone saw that Ouyang Xueji moved.

"Isn't it? Little witch, she actually moved again, what does she want to do, does she want to sprint 500 meters?"

"This is not necessarily, it is covered by Ye Teng's light, how can she be willing, just now she must be recovering the aura she lost just now, now she is recovering, in this shot, with the strength of the late stage of the martial artist, she should be able to pass five hundred meters, right?"

"This is not necessarily, at five hundred meters, they said that they would defeat the puppet of the peak of the martial artist, the peak of the martial artist, but it is not something that can be compared with the later stage of the martial artist."

"That is, it is not at a grade at all, how to compete"

"Hasn't Feng Ying passed?"

"Feng Ying is cultivating, Feng Dance for nine days, can this be compared?"

Everyone is talking about it, you say a word, I say a word, and the people who break through the second level are fewer and fewer, but they have not broken through the limit of the channel.

Until now, no one has succeeded.

"You say, what's going on with Ye Teng, why is there no movement from him, even if he gets a few points, there is no movement"

"This kid may be the same as the little witch, right?

"Impossible, right? Ye Teng is different from them, when he runs five hundred meters, he can do it in one go, how can he recover?"

"That's weird, it won't be killed at the last limit, right?"

"This is impossible, right? Could it be that the limit is a puppet of the strength of the martial commander?"

For them, the only puppet who can kill Ye Teng is a martial artist, and other than that, they can't think of any possible possibility.

On the other side of the back of the test, Feng Ying's eyes moved.

Looking at the limit, "This Ye Teng, can he really break through the limit, but ......" The latter thought that it was impossible for him to even enter the limit, but after five hundred meters, he continued to go to the limit, and finally failed, and Ye Teng directly broke into the limit, which was simply a blow.

"It's really getting more and more interesting, Huang Jianfeng, it seems that he is going to make a strong comeback?" Feng Ying said lightly?

However, her words were not heard or seen by anyone on the side.

Not only her, but even Linjiang couldn't sit still, and he didn't expect that Ye Teng would enter it for such a long time.

"Ye Teng, this kid, do you want to fail" Linjiang's mind came up with the scene of Ye Teng's failure at the limit.

"I hope you don't fail, right?" said Linjiang with some confidence.

What everyone is worried about or not, Ye Teng is not clear.

Now Ye Teng's complexion has recovered poorly, when Ye Teng doesn't make a move, the white-scaled tiger doesn't make a move, as if waiting for Ye Teng to recover, and fight with himself, just like an old friend who hasn't met before?

Ye Teng opened his eyes, "Can you fight?"

The long sword in Ye Teng's hand was clenched, and the terrifying sword qi wandered on the sword's body, rippling wave after wave.

The breath of the peach heart leaf sword soul in the body wandered on the long sword with a trace.

"Spirit Nail Pit"

"Ninety-five swordsmanship, the first sword"

Ye Teng's body was running, and the terrifying power supplied him, and with the power supply, the long sword in his hand was raised to the top of his head, and he slashed down with a crazy sword.

"This is ......" Ye Teng was stunned, because at this moment, he was a little unable to control the long sword, he was going to cut his thigh first, but in the end, he directly hit him head-on?

"Ah......h

Ye Teng closed his eyes, let out a loud roar, and slashed down with a sword, the white-scaled tiger, as if he felt something, roared, and punched out.

With a curry sound, the fist was like mud, and it was slashed down by the long sword, directly from the head.

Curry

A sound like glass shattering sounded, and the white-scaled tiger was instantly cut in half.

Then, a terrifying aura enveloped Ye Teng, and Ye Teng's side lost consciousness in an instant, and the black sword in his hand was put into the storage ring at the moment when it finally fell.

"Huang Jianfeng, Ye Teng, pass the limit, full score"

"I'll go, isn't it, the Extreme Clearer, finally born"