These disciples ran with their legs, and they ran for more than 100 meters, and they were so tired that they couldn't breathe, and that appearance really made people worry that they would burp if they couldn't get up in one breath.

"That bastard didn't catch up."

A disciple asked.

Someone looked back, and this look, almost didn't come up in one breath.

"It's... This... How is this possible! ”

Before the man finished speaking, everyone's faces became ugly, and the sound of footsteps sounded in their ears, step by step, very steady, and rhythmic.

They don't have to look back to know what's going on.

Lin Xuan's guy caught up, and from the sound of footsteps in his ears, he could hear that the distance should not be too far, only about ten meters away.

Some disciples don't believe in evil, so they turned around and peeked at it, and they suddenly felt like they were mourning.

No, he ran with all his might, but only a meter or two away.

What they didn't know was that the way they were running just now was like jogging in Lin Xuan's eyes.

"Eh, senior brothers, why did you stop." The corners of Lin Xuan's mouth showed an arc, and he asked cheaply.

He remembered that not long ago in the square outside, these people had laughed at him.

He, Lin Xuan, is very vindictive, and now that he has the opportunity to take revenge, how can he let it go.

Moreover, these people dared to call him a toad just now, and they were simply begging to be beaten.

"Lin... Lin Xuan, rest for a while. A disciple gasped for breath, revealing a glimmer of hope.

The implication of his words was that he hoped that Lin Xuan would not go any further, stop and rest.

You're not tired after walking for so long! Why is it that his face is still not red and breathless, and he is still not human!

Lin Xuan pretended not to understand what he said, and said frankly, "This senior brother, if the junior brother is not tired, he will not rest, and he will hurry up the time." ”

During the conversation, he had already taken three or four steps forward, and he would be on par with these disciples with just a few more steps.

"Let's go!"

A disciple glared at Lin Xuan viciously, didn't care about resting, and walked forward.

The others didn't want to be surpassed by Lin Xuan, so they could only move forward with a strong spirit.

However, all in vain.

At this time, they had reached the point where they had run out of oil and dried up, even if they didn't want to be surpassed by Lin Xuan, they really had no strength in their bodies, they really didn't have it, and they couldn't squeeze it out at all.

In Lin Xuan's eyes, the walking of these disciples became slow motion, and each step required several breaths.

Therefore, after only five or six breaths, Lin Xuan was behind these disciples.

"Lin Xuan, stop!"

The last disciple felt Lin Xuan coming and spoke.

This disciple didn't leave, but stood in place, looking at Lin Xuan coldly.

The other disciples all stopped, gasping for breath while looking at Lin Xuan viciously.

They didn't say anything, but the meaning was obvious, if Lin Xuan dared to surpass them, they would not be finished with Lin Xuan!

However, Lin Xuan was neither a bird nor a bird, and took a light step.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

This Lin Xuan really dared to be parallel to them.

This was not enough, Lin Xuan walked out again.

In this way, in the sluggish expressions of a large group of disciples, Lin Xuan surpassed them all.

"Lin Xuan, you bastard!"

An earth-shattering roar came from behind Lin Xuan, followed by a continuous pop.

Lin Xuan didn't reply, shook his head and smiled.

These people are too naïve. He didn't have to look to know that these people were all tired.

After walking forward for a while, Lin Xuan overtook them in the cannibalistic eyes of several disciples, and at this time he came to the second half of the second layer.

At this time, there were only three disciples in front of him.

The closest to him was a female disciple, looking from the back, with a slender figure, dressed like black hair like a waterfall, giving people an elegant temperament.

Lin Xuan didn't take long to parallel with this female disciple.

"Lin... Lin Xuan? The female disciple turned her head and looked at it, she was shocked, and she stammered when she spoke.

Lin Xuan tilted his head slightly, seeing that the other party was delicate and beautiful, he was a good beauty. However, Lin Xuan didn't feel anything else, bowed his head slightly, and surpassed her with one step on his feet.

The female disciple looked at Lin Xuan in the distance, and her slightly emaciated back looked a little sluggish, but it gave people a feeling of being indomitable.

"Senior Brother Lin is so handsome..."

The female disciple muttered.

Lin Xuan overtook the other two disciples after a while, and walked into the third layer very easily.

At this time, the pot had exploded outside, and the picture of the light mirror was showing Lin Xuan standing on the path on the third floor.

"Lin Xuan actually passed the second layer!"

"He's a piece of waste, how can he pass through the second layer!"

"This is incredible, you must know that Senior Brother Wu has only passed the fifth layer!"

Everyone couldn't figure out why Lin Xuan was just an ordinary person, why he was able to go to the third layer. I still remember that with Wu Gang's talent, he only passed the fifth layer.

It's nothing to say, but if you really want to compare, the gap between the two is huge. Lin Xuan was just an ordinary person, while Wu Gang was a genius with a single-attribute spiritual root.

Single-attribute spirit root, this kind of qualification is already a demon-like existence in the Spirit Sword Sect.

Ouyang Heping looked at the thin young man on the screen, and Er'er's face showed a chill.

This bastard actually walked through the second floor!

"Wen Feng!" At this moment, a figure hurriedly walked over.

The person who came was a young man of seventeen or eighteen, he was wearing a pale blue outer disciple costume, with a beard, a thick body, and a voice like thunder.

Ouyang Heping put away the chill on his face, showed a little apology, and said to the stout man, "Wen Dong, Wen Feng, he.. Hey, mourning. ”

He actually wanted to say something comforting, but it turned into a long sigh.

People are dead, so what's the use of talking about that? Besides, he really doesn't say comforting words.

Zhou Wendong looked at Zhou Wenfeng, who was staring at him, his fists clenched tightly, his face was gloomy and about to drip water, and his voice was as low as thunder, "Senior Brother Ouyang, what the hell is going on!" ”

Zhou Wenfeng is his younger brother, he entrusted Ouyang Heping to help take care of one or two, but he didn't expect that it had only been more than a month, and his younger brother had actually died.

How angry Zhou Wendong was at this time can be imagined.

Ouyang Heping groaned, as if he was sorting out the wording of what to say, as if he didn't know how to speak.

In fact, he really didn't know how to explain to Zhou Wendong.

He had some friendship with Zhou Wendong, and because Zhou Wendong had recently taken over the task and went down the mountain, he entrusted Zhou Wenfeng to him and asked him to help take care of one or two. However, people did not take care of them, but they died.

Ouyang Heping felt a little apologetic in his heart.

Wu Gang walked over at this time, and secretly hated iron and glared at Ouyang Heping.

You are a second goods, this little thing can't be solved, and you have to go out in person, I'm really angry with Lao Tzu!

Ouyang Heping shrunk his neck, looking a little innocent.

He did feel innocent.

Damn, Lao Tzu is also nesting fire, isn't it just a lesson for a waste, it was originally a matter of hand-to-hand capture, how could it be like this.