Tang Rui is running wildly, and other Linghu disciples are also running wildly!

It's just that the strength and physical strength of the warrior are limited after all, and if you want to maintain a high speed of progress, even if you want to maintain a high speed, you can't even unite the gods.

For example, the powerhouse of the Gang God Unity Realm, when fighting, many people's speed is easy to break the speed of sound.

However, in the long run, it will become extremely difficult to break the speed of sound. Because the consumption of physical strength and strength is too great.

Even people like Lin Ruhai, who didn't become a king before becoming a king, didn't dare to take such a violent speed to hurry, so their speed was five or six hundred kilometers an hour.

But ordinary people don't dare, but Tang Rui dare!

His flesh was incomparably stronger, and the resistance of the air around him was not even calculated. As for the rest, Tang Rui doesn't have to care about it either, he can keep himself in that state of crazy impact all the time.

1,000 km, 800 km, 500 km......

Tang Rui's distance from Linghu Lake was getting less and less, but as he ran wildly, some of the obstacles from the fierce beasts became more and more.

After slashing a giant eagle into the void again, Tang Rui, with a trace of blood, quickly put away his sword armor.

Although the sword armor is easy to use, the energy consumed is too fast, and the pair of wings is used to hurry, and the speed is not comparable to Tang Rui's speed.

Tang Rui is advancing!

The situation in Thang Long Lake has become even more deadlocked. Yuan Luo didn't find the giant Jiao who was ready to shoot, and the powerhouses of the fierce beast clan such as the Starry Sky Giant Tortoise were still waiting for the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow......

It's just that the distance between these fierce beasts and Yuan Luo is getting wider and wider, and they feel the power of Yuan Luo's last blow more and more, and no one wants to be hit by Yuan Luo at this last moment.

But it is even more impossible for them to give way, there is a king to supervise the formation, and at such a time to give way and retreat, it is undoubtedly looking for their own death.

Yuan Luo was very calm, he was skeptical that his finger could kill the top fierce beast. After all, each of those top-level fierce beasts has a way to defend themselves.

He was still waiting, waiting for the giant Jiao of Shenglong Lake.

He may not be able to kill the giant Jiao of Shenglong Lake with this finger, but as long as he hits the giant Jiao, he will be able to buy time for the people in the two dungeons.

However, the giant Jiao still did not appear!

Luo Yan on the shore had regained his composure, but the despair in his eyes became more and more at this time.

Although Mu Yidao and the others did not withdraw, the possibility of them helping the senior brother to make a move no longer exists. Don't say that you ask them, I'm afraid the kings will not allow them to take risks.

Isn't the mobilization order issued by himself a bit reckless, at such a time, who has time to save the senior brother?

Just when Luo Yan's heart was extremely depressed, he saw a bloodstained figure rushing over quickly.

This is a man who looks to be in his fifties, his face is full of frost, and the moment he rushes over, he looks at Luo Yan, who is staring closely at Thang Long Lake.

"You're Luo Yan?"

Looking at the five-rank martial artist who suddenly appeared, Luo Yan was stunned for a moment, but he still said solemnly: "I am Luo Yan." ”

"The fifty-third generation cultivator of Linghu, it should also be said that Zheng Yu, the fifty-third generation disciple of Linghu, has seen the convener!"

The fifty-third generation of cultivators, the fifty-third generation of disciples!

Luo Yan was very clear about the history of Linghu, and he knew that according to the division of Linghu cultivation, he should be the cultivator of the sixty-second generation of Linghu.

And now, what rushed in front of him was a cultivator who was ten generations stronger than him, he looked at the person and said in a deep voice: "I've seen senior brother." ”

"My cultivation went wrong, I just condensed the Gang Qi, and I left Linghu, haha, speaking of which, I haven't been cultivating in Linghu for a long time. ”

"But I always felt that I should be a disciple of Linghu, so I came. Zheng Yu looked at Luo Yan and said with a smile.

Luo Yan is the pinnacle of the sixth grade, but he does not have the slightest contempt for this senior who only has the fifth grade, and his heart is more moved.

He didn't know what this Senior Brother Zheng Yu was doing some time ago, but if this Senior Brother was able to rush over as fast as he could, that was to do his best.

Just when the thoughts were surging in Luo Yan's heart, he heard the black-clothed sword king suddenly say, "Zheng Yu, I didn't expect to be able to see you today." ”

Zheng Yu touched the blood on his face and said: "Black clothes, you were known as the most promising existence to break through the supreme at that time, but now it seems that you are still a little far from the supreme." ”

"Tut, if I were ...... back then"

After saying a word, Zheng Yu didn't continue to talk about it, and it was obvious that he was very reluctant to continue on this topic.

The face of the black-clothed sword king also showed a trace of emotion, this emotion not only has the feeling of not seeing it for many years, but also has an indescribable bitterness.

"Is that trapped Yuan Luo?" Zheng Yu ignored the black-clothed Sword King, but asked Luo Yan in a deep voice.

Luo Yan nodded and said, "Yes, Senior Brother is already ready to use desperate moves, so now those fierce beasts are not attacking." ”

"When we do it, I'm half-useless, but I'm still able to play at peak for a quarter of an hour. Zheng Yu's words were full of confidence.

This kind of self-confidence is a kind of self-confidence in one's own strength, and in this self-confidence, there is a kind of grandeur, a kind of grandeur that the long sword has not been unsheathed for a long time!

A trace of emotion flashed in Luo Yan's eyes, he knew very well that Zheng Yu was very easy to say at this time, but no one knew the consequences when he exerted the strength of the six grades.

Looking at Zheng Yu, and then at Yuan Luo, who was still surrounded and could fall at any time, Luo Yan said in a deep voice: "Wait a little longer." ”

Although at this moment, Luo Yan couldn't wait to rush forward now, but he knew in his heart that he must not be reckless, and only by mustering enough strength could he save Yuan Luo.

People are still coming!

Although Tang Rui's speed was the fastest, there were people who were closer to Thang Long Lake than him.

For example, there are veterans who live near the two core dungeons near Thang Long Lake, such as the library manager of the Second Martial Academy, who are much closer to Thang Long Lake in a straight line than Blue Moon City.

These people, regardless of their age and age, far surpass Luo Yan, but they all take the initiative to focus on Luo Yan.

Among the characters in this, there are even those who have dealt with Mu Yidao.

At this moment, Luo Yan had completely calmed down from his anger, he issued a summoning order, it was just a desperate choice made in a helpless situation, he didn't expect that this summoning order would gather so many strong people in an hour's time.

Although most of the people who came had problems with their cultivation, their arrival made Luo Yan's heart burn again.

At this time, the Linghu disciples gathered around Luo Yan had reached five, and except for a senior brother whose cultivation was fixed at the fifth rank, everyone else was able to temporarily exert the combat power of the sixth rank.

However, Luo Yan did not get carried away, he looked at the increasingly shrinking Gangqi net, and knew that he had little time, so he once again walked towards the powerhouses from the Rose City and the Azure City.

"The two of you, we should be able to fight with our current strength, and please support one or two. After being rejected, he pleaded again, this loss of face is naturally extraordinary, but now Luo Yan can't care so much!

It is the critical moment of life and death of the senior brother, and the face is a fart!

He knew that if he wanted to rescue Yuan Luo, the more people he could, the better, and he knew better that these senior brothers who came to help actually had hidden diseases that they didn't know.

It is good that they can exert the combat effectiveness of the six grades, but when they exert such combat effectiveness, what they have to pay may be the price of their lives.

As the convener, he must be responsible for these fellow disciples who rushed to support.

The adjudicator said lightly: "They are not of much use, I will not make a move, it is too dangerous." ”

And the three-zhang giant also shook his head.

"Two, my Linghu naturally won't let the two of you make a move, as long as the two of you help, I, Linghu, am willing to give each of you ten Heavenly Spirit Fruits. ”

Luo Yan's voice was full of determination.

The Heavenly Spirit Fruit has immeasurable benefits for the cultivation of martial artists, Luo Yan himself does not have so many Heavenly Spirit Fruits, but in order to save Yuan Luo, he must do everything possible to fight!

The three-zhang giant was a little moved, and the ruling warrior said coldly: "I won't agree, you have no hope, just let more people die." ”

When the three-zhang giant heard the words of the ruling martial artist, he finally shook his head and said, "I am not involved in this matter. ”

Luo Yan's gaze finally fell on the black-clothed Sword King.

The black-clothed Sword King pondered for a moment, and said to the two, "The two of you made a move once, and I owe each the two of you a favor." ”

The king will not owe favors easily, and once a king says such a thing, it means that the king can help you do something.

This kind of good thing is something that many people can't ask for, but now, the black-clothed sword king has made a promise in order to rescue Yuan Luo.

The ruling powerhouse hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head and said: "We can't break the current siege, and if we make a hasty move, there is a greater possibility of falling, so it is impossible for us to make a move knowing that we will fail." ”

This sentence is quite resolute, quite unquestionable, and quite firm.

A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the black-clothed sword king, but he was still helpless, after all, people were here to help, not their subordinates, and in this case, he was helpless.

In Shenglong Lake, Yuan Luo's expression became worse and worse, and it was obvious that he couldn't support it for long, and the accumulation of domineering exercises also had to pay a huge price.

"Luo Yan, if people don't help, then let's not force it, at this time, we can only rely on ourselves. ”

The moment Zheng Yu said this, he soared into the air and rushed quickly in the direction of Shenglong Lake.

At the moment when Zheng Yu made a move, the other Linghu warriors also rushed out.