The mountain road is getting more and more dangerous, and later, there is no path, only a straight peak, leading straight to the mountain, so that ordinary people come here, and they will be dizzy when they look at it.

Hong Jin and the three didn't use all their strength, but even so, there were only a few people who could walk in front of them.

Call!

Suddenly, a yellow shadow rushed past them, as if someone had thrown it out.

Hong Jin and the others were stunned for a moment, and at first they thought it was Huang Shang, but later they learned that Lu Dao was Murong Fu.

After a little silence, Hong Jin and the others understood that Murong Fu wanted to grab the first place, which was always an honor.

"Chase!"

Hong Jin shouted, his body was as swift as a bird, and he immediately pounced, and Duan Yu followed closely behind him.

Xiao Feng shook his head, still walking unhurriedly, his figure was still very fast.

Hong Jin is not young and vigorous, this tone is for Xuzhu, in his opinion, this World Heroes Meeting was originally set up for Xuzhu.

Now for some reason, Xuzhu failed to arrive, and Hong Jin would never allow it, and others would steal the limelight.

Murong Fu's yellow shirt fluttered, and he could jump several feet with every pounce, and his body was as swift as an ape.

Hong Jin wore a white dress, urged the Jiuyang Divine Skill to open, climbed over the mountains and mountains, walked on the ground, and his body was like a big bird, sliding all the way along the cliff.

Duan Yu was dressed in a green shirt, and with the support of the true qi of the Northern Darkness, he walked on the cliff with Ling Bo micro-steps, and his steps were very chic and calm.

The acceleration of the three of them alarmed the people watching under the cliff, and thousands of eyes looked at them together.

Master Ji Li was still unconvinced, but when he saw Hong Jin's miraculous light skills, he felt admired.

The old man in the mountain and Huang Shang were both in front of Hong Jin and the three, and they were overtaken by the three in an instant.

Huang Shang just smiled slightly, and didn't try to chase it, still with a fluttering yellow shirt, striding away.

The old man's kung fu in the mountains is famous for his deceit, light skills are not his strong point, and being able to be in front of Huang Shang is already at the extreme, and it is difficult to speed up.

In front of the two, there were three people, two of whom were Tibetan monks in red, and one person turned out to be Duan Yanqing.

The red-clothed Tibetan monks live on the high mountains, and it has long been commonplace to walk such mountain roads, and they are already quite good at light skills, so it is not surprising that they can catch up in front.

The most amazing person is Duan Yanqing, who is already disabled and has two thin iron rods in his hands.

But it was these two thin iron rods that made Duan Yanqing take a great advantage in climbing the peak.

Duan Yanqing's arms kept swinging, and with each flick, the thin iron rod hooked deeply into the cliff, and then his body took advantage of the momentum to flip out.

kept turning over the harrier, Duan Yanqing turned all the way to the top of the mountain, and his posture was quite wonderful, attracting earth-shattering cheers below.

Murong Bo, dressed in green clothes, quietly rushed over from behind, he was afraid that Murong Fu would suffer the loss of Hong Jin and Duan Yu alone.

The two red-clothed Tibetan monks, both of whom are strong opponents in Tibet, once had the same sect as Jiu Mozhi, and have been crisscrossing Tibet for decades, and have always thought that there is no resistance in the world.

Who knew that seeing the figures behind him, they kept flying over, and they couldn't help but be shocked, so they didn't dare to underestimate the world's masters.

Such a steep cliff, ordinary people just take a look at it, I'm afraid they will be dizzy, but more than a dozen people in front of them have made all kinds of tricks on the cliff, how not to let the people below thunder with joy and cheer.

Murong Fu rushed all the way to the first place, and his handsome face couldn't help but show a smug smile.

Even if you rush to the first, you may not be able to marry Princess Yinchuan, but this is always an honor.

"Let me revive Dayan's grand plan, starting from this time as the first in the world. Murong Fu thought to himself in his heart, and his feet couldn't help but speed up.

Hong Jin urged the Jiuyang Divine Skill, bypassed a large rock, and climbed on the rock with force, and his body flew up towards the sky like an arrow off the string.

Thousands of spectators in the audience cheered in unison, seeing that Hong Jin was really like a white crane born out of nowhere, wanting to rise to the sky and go straight to the sky.

In the cheers of everyone, Hong Jin's white shadow fluttered, still surpassing Murong Fu, and his body kicked on a dead tree, continuing to rush forward.

Murong Fu has always been conceited and outstanding, but he didn't expect to be grabbed by Hong Jin in front, he couldn't help but be angry and anxious, and his body was longitudinal, and he also landed on the big rock.

Call!

Murong Fu stretched out his body, like a swallow flying up, and chased after Hong Jin.

Before it was burned by the fire, there were flocks of swallows in the swallow dock, and Murong Fu's body method was comprehended from the swallow's mud plucking, which was very light and ingenious.

Looking at the graceful beauty of Murong Fu's body, the spectators below were also thunderous, and they did not hesitate to turn all their enthusiasm into applause and cheers, dedicated to these masters who brought them a visual feast.

Murong Fu used the swallow to pierce the clouds and flew out from the boulder, thinking of rushing to the dead tree like Hong Jin, and then change his breath.

This kind of thinking is very good, but Murong Fu never expected that his current internal strength could no longer match that of Hong Jin.

What Hong Jin can do, he may not be able to do, just a little, Murong Fu can reach the dead tree, but just a little bit, his breath is turbid, and his body is like a dead wood, falling straight down from the sky.

Murong Fu was angry, he secretly regretted that he had fallen short, this kind of cliff has a lot of strength, of course he can't kill him, but if he wants to catch up with Hong Jin, it is even more difficult.

Murong Fu, who was in a hurry, was suddenly grabbed by someone, and he was startled, and hurriedly struggled hard.

"Don't be afraid, Fu'er, it's me. Murong Bo's concerned voice came, and Murong Fu's heart was settled.

"Up!"

Murong Bo shouted, lifted Murong Fu to Lu, and pushed his feet with both hands, Murong Fu felt a strong push, and his body floated up involuntarily.

With Murong Bo's push, Murong Fu had a feeling of steady progress, he couldn't move forward without relying on his strength, and his body was like a sharp arrow, straight into the sky.

Xiao Feng happened to pass in front of Murong Bo, looking at Murong Bo's long hair fluttering, that kind of powerful and strong posture, but he couldn't help but be moved.

At this moment, if Xiao Feng flew out of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, he would naturally be able to knock Murong Bo's father and son down the cliff together, avenging his deep hatred.

But in Xiao Feng's mind, he just turned his mind for a moment, and he was immediately completely abandoned, this kind of thing, Murong Bo can do it, Murong Fu can also do it, but he Xiao Feng can't do it.

"A manly man is born to suffer. Xiao Feng sighed secretly in his heart.

But there is no way, even if he knows that he will suffer, Xiao Feng has to be a dignified man, at least he can have a clear conscience.

After Murong Bo pushed Murong Fu out, he also felt that his breath was floating, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly, after all, he was old.

With a turn of his eyes, Murong Bo suddenly saw that Xiao Feng was actually in front of him, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Murong Bo often thought that he had already eaten people, and with a jealous look, he glanced at Xiao Feng, his body scurried, and he took off again.

In a hurry, Murong Fu suddenly found that Hong Jin had left him far below, and he couldn't help but be anxious, raised his strength, and desperately rushed forward.

Murong Fu suddenly felt the breeze around him, and he saw a cyan shadow flying past him very chicly.

"Stinky boy, you dare to lie to me. Murong Fu said hatefully, he could see that the person who surpassed him was Duan Yu.

Murong Fu always thought in his heart that he gave Wang Yuyan to Duan Yu, and for him, Wang Yuyan was like the shoes he worn, not worth cherishing at all.

Now seeing Duan Yu moving forward in such a hurry, Murong Fu secretly scolded Duan Yu, "Grace will take revenge." But he didn't know that his so-called "grace" was unwarranted.

The mountain road is difficult, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky!

For the two Tibetan monks who are accustomed to climbing mountain roads, they have always thought that walking mountain roads is their strength, and now they have been surpassed in terms of strength, which makes them Nyingma send monks to put their faces there.

Among them, the burly Tibetan monk shouted: "Senior Brother Aquarius, it seems that we are also going to find some means." ”

The other Tibetan monk with a short body said, "Senior Brother Goldenwing, what do you say?"

"Come, come, come, I'll throw you out of the threak. As he spoke, the burly Tibetan monk Golden-winged Venerable Master grabbed the dwarf Tibetan monk treasure bottle by the body, and then threw it away.

This throw was really reckless, and the thousands of onlookers below all sweated for the Venerable Treasure Bottle.

Call!

The man in the vase crossed an arc in the air, and with a bang, fell back to the edge of the cliff.

The Venerable Master of the Golden Wings used the elephant throwing skill of the Nyingma sect, and this grasping force could even throw an extremely heavy elephant, not to mention the short vase.

With the power of this throw, the Venerable Aquarius rushed out of his body even more rapidly, and his red Tibetan robe, like a red cloud, fell directly in front of Murong Fu.

Murong Fu's face turned green directly, and he watched one figure after another float in front of his eyes, this sense of powerlessness and frustration was like a poisonous snake, biting his heart deeply.

"This son in the back, come on. "The Master of the Partial Life Aase is proficient in Chinese and witty by nature, so he said ridiculously when he came up.

"Hold on to it and be careful of falling. Murong Fu said fiercely, he didn't expect to be ridiculed so much by a Tibetan monk.

If it weren't for the fact that he was in full view, Murong Fu would have flown out of the country with a joint finger, but now he could only be angry and helpless.

Murong Fu looked at Luxia, only to see Huang Sheng following unhurriedly, his figure was elegant, his yellow shadow was fluttering, and he looked full of residual strength, and he couldn't help but be even more angry, thinking to himself, these are all masters who came out of there.