The mountain is nine poles high, and the first step is soaring to the sky.

Ye Xingyu's face was solemn, he didn't say a word, and on the mountaineering road, no one accompanied him, and the high place was cold.

Looking at the mountains, no one can catch up with him.

Too much Tianjiao was left behind by him, and he was used to it.

"Are you still more than three hundred steps away......" Ye Xingyu muttered in a low voice.

If you look closely, you will see that his legs are trembling slightly, and compared with the light clouds and wind before, he is already sweating, his breath is short, and his steps are difficult.

One step ahead, one step more.

He stopped and went, and every time he took a step, he would lose some of the true qi in the dantian.

It seems that the limit has been reached.

"I practiced swords at the age of seven, refined qi at the age of eleven, and achieved foundation building at the age of sixteen, but in five years, there is no opponent in the entire Nanling!"

"Up and down for 10,000 years, no one can match! I...... How could it not break the record of 6,900 predecessors?! ”

Ye Xingyu's eyes were resolute and full of confidence.

In this way, he walked towards the height of the seven thousand steps, step by step, getting closer and closer.

I don't know when, his footprints were filled with a little bloodstains, obviously his feet were rotten, and blood overflowed from the soles of his shoes, staining the road to Wushan red.

Even so, Ye Xingyu still did not waver in any idea of giving up.

Just go up the mountain, just go up the mountain.

"Six thousand eight hundred seventy-three...... Seventy-five...... Seventy-nine ......"

"Eight hundred and eighty-four ......"

Ye Xingyu counted silently in his heart, seeing that the six thousand and ninth steps were close in front of him, he gritted his teeth and took another step forward!

In an instant, the figure was shaky.

Invisibly, the terrifying suppressive force of the mountain almost crushed him, and the whole person bent down and lay on the stone steps.

"Six thousand...... Nine! ”

Ye Xingyu clung to his teeth, bit the tip of his tongue, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

There are a hundred orders left.

He glanced at the true qi in the dantian, almost exhausted, and numbly took another pill.

At this point, he could no longer walk steadily, and almost all of his limbs were borrowed and ...... upwards Clamber!

First.

The word simple, in his eyes, is not only the first in Wushan this time, but also the first in history!

Since his cultivation has been successful, Ye Xingyu has never tasted failure.

He always succeeds and always comes first.

Too much Tianjiao has become his stepping stone, he is the most dazzling new star in Nanling, and it is also all the hard work of the Ye family, you must know that in the entire Nanling City, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are watching him at all times.

In this case, how could he be willing to fall here?!

"Six thousand nine hundred and ninety-six...... Nine hundred and ninety-seven ......"

"Ninety...... Eight! Nine ......"

With a pop, Ye Xingyu's throat was sweet, blood gushed out, and his internal organs were being greatly suppressed all the time.

The first in the history of Gosan, it was done!

But this is still his ultimate goal, what he wants to fight for is the extremely terrifying height of the seven thousand steps!

If it weren't for that, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to bear the fall a long time ago!

"Nine hundred and ninety...... Nine! Poof...... "Ye Xingyu couldn't move an inch, and spurted blood again.

I don't know where he got the strength from, but he slowly climbed up from the stone steps, and his resolute back was so straight as a red tassel gun, it was unstoppable!

Finally, he took that step.

"Seven! Thousand! Stairs!! ”

Ye Xingyu roared in a low voice like a beast, and when his feet were steady, he raised his head and took a deep breath.

He did it.

At this moment, Ye Xingyu was in high spirits, every pore in his body was blooming, and his ears were gradually clear.

He knew he was in the spotlight.

"What kind of evil is this son, no one can match it through the ages!"

"This perception is terrifying!"

"With such understanding, how fast will this son cultivate a martial art?!"

"Even if I wait for these old bones who have lived for hundreds of years, I am ashamed to be inferior to ......"

There was a murmurful discussion at the foot of the mountain, and the corners of Ye Xingyu's mouth hooked up a touch.

As before, it is inevitable that it is always incredible, those that are impossible to do, he can always slap others hard, and tell the world that what no one can do, he Ye Xingyu can.

"How can they understand the height at which I stand?"

Ye Xingyu smiled indifferently, closed his eyes, and listened to the praise that he was tired of hearing for a long time.

Although this height is a bit far from the foot of the mountain, it is nothing to the monk's ears.

When going up the mountain, everyone is constricting their hearing and automatically filtering out those sounds, since the mountaineering has reached the limit and can no longer take any steps up, there is naturally no need to restrain their hearing.

"By the way, will this Wushan test the person who was carried out?"

"This ...... There is no precedent! ”

"If not, then this son's understanding is inevitably too shocking, and he can do this with people on the mountain, let alone alone?"

"In short, the little girl on his back must not be simple......"

Listening to this, Ye Xingyu frowned, vaguely sensing that something was wrong.

What little girl ......?

Also, what does it mean to not carry people?

Just when Ye Xingyu was puzzled, a rush of footsteps came from behind him, and the speed was so fast that it didn't look like he was climbing Wushan at all.

Miscellaneous...... What the?!

Meng Qian, who sealed the door in the green, was defeated by his former subordinates, and he actually caught up?!

That's impossible!!

Before he could turn around, a gust of wind blew past him, and the moment he passed by, Ye Xingyu was extremely stunned.

"Borrow it."

Fang Mu carried Xia Yan on his back and said breathlessly.

At this moment, the confident smile on Ye Xingyu's original face instantly froze and disappeared.