Chapter 1141 The broken sword has an unprecedented dignification, he has his pride, and in his opinion, no one has the possibility of becoming his opponent.
His opponent is only himself, and even He Mad has been surpassed by him, who else can compare to him But at this moment, there was a person chasing after him, which he could not have imagined in any way.
In the face of a person who can surpass He Mad , he has to pay attention.
Although Broken Sword had reached this level at this time, he understood very well that this was the reason why he had climbed the ladder several times.
Otherwise, he would never have been able to surpass He Mad in the future.
It's just that this teenager has reached this height for the first time.
The broken sword had to be shocked by this, and it was less than fifty steps away from him.
Such a distance gave him strong oppression and tension.
"No matter who you are, you can't surpass me."
There was a resolute cold light in the eyes of the broken sword, revealing unsurpassable pride.
Broken Sword is proud, he is the myth of Kamiya.
Everyone thought that the myth of the Valley of the Gods was only alive, but they didn't know that he was also alive, and he got rid of the siege of everyone by means of the golden cicada shelling, and has been living in seclusion in the Valley of the Gods since then.
Kamiya has a big secret, which he knows.
So over the years, he had many opportunities to leave Kamiya, but he didn't.
On the contrary, he is still constantly honing himself in Kamigu.
It is precisely because of this that he honed the ancient Xuan Body, which was extremely rare in ancient times.
For the sake of this physique, he sealed himself as the living dead for hundreds of years.
He is such a proud figure, everything has to be perfected to the extreme.
For example, this ladder climbing, he wants to surpass He Mad, he wants to walk out of the steps that no one can surpass, and he even wants to complete this ladder.
But what Broken Sword never expected was that there were people like him who could reach such heights.
Broken Sword's face was cold, his expression was solemn, and he had a rare attention.
After the shock, his heart calmed down, and his mind returned to the ladder of climbing, stepping forward step by step.
Step by step, Broken Sword's body shook, his breathing was like thunder, and the green tendons on his body surged, and with his invincible faith, he was under the tremendous pressure of unimaginable clouds from all sides of the ladder.
Every step is difficult, and when you take a step, the green tendons surging on the broken sword's body will increase a few points.
"I will incarnate as a god, incarnate into the way of heaven, this is one, how can the way of heaven deceive me" The broken sword roared, and the sound shook out, rolling in the void with infinite sounds, like a beast roaring monstrously, echoing between heaven and earth, roaring, making the wind and clouds between heaven and earth tumble violently.
The infinite pressure seemed to be shattered, and the broken sword took a few steps in a row, climbing upward, but after taking a few steps, his body trembled violently, and the green tendons on his body were like thick green dragons, all of which appeared on his skin, and his body seemed to explode.
Seeing the broken sword like this, everyone was secretly speechless, not knowing how strong the pressure the broken sword had to bear to make a great emperor with an ancient mystical body like this.
When everyone leaned on the broken sword and shifted their eyes to Xu Feng, they saw Xu Feng with his eyes closed, clenched his fists, and walked forward.
The steps are very slow, and every step you take makes it feel as if the ladder will shake for it.
Both of them walked up slowly with difficult steps, but the distance between Xu Feng and Broken Sword was constantly narrowing.
"Forty steps, the two of them are only less than forty steps away."
"Xu Feng worked hard to catch up and broke the myth of the broken sword" Everyone looked straight at the image cast down from the ladder, and they all clenched their fists.
Especially Xian Xian and Xu Weixin, they are constantly calling in their hearts.
Both of them walked up with slow steps, and their bodies trembled, especially Shuangtui, who trembled a little.
"Broken Sword, Ninety-eight Thousand Three Hundred and Fifty Steps" "Xu Feng, ninety-eight thousand three hundred and thirteen steps" Everyone clearly counted the steps taken by the two of them, seeing that Xu Feng was only thirty-seven steps away from the broken sword, they had a shock from the depths of their hearts, and there was disbelief in their eyes, and their eyes were full of horror.
Everyone's eyes were focused on it, the broken sword went up step by step, and Xu Feng also kept climbing and chasing up.
Xu Feng's steps were not fast, only one line faster than the broken sword, but it was such a line.
Xu Feng kept tightening the distance between him and the broken sword.
"Thirty-six Steps" "Thirty-Five Steps" "Thirty-Four Steps" “” "Twenty steps" Everyone's hearts were constantly shaken, as if they had been beaten by a heavy hammer, and they looked at Xu Feng in horror one by one, looking at Xu Feng and the other party constantly tightening.
Everyone's heart has been mentioned to the extreme, and they all watched this scene with bated breath, looking forward to the generation of myths.
"Xu Feng, can you catch up with the broken sword?"
In front of the broken sword, he gritted his teeth, the whole person was sweating, panting, his hair was already messy, the green tendons on his body were surging, and in the roar, he kept moving forward, with a blazing madness.
"The broken sword must have felt oppressed" "Yes, he is such a proud character, how can he tolerate Xu Feng surpassing him" "This time, Broken Sword is afraid to be ranked" In the midst of everyone's discussions, between the roar of the broken sword, he raised his feet and stepped out in front of him, and actually increased the speed of a line, and began to widen the distance between him and Xu Feng.
Xu Feng's eyes were still closed, he used all his strength to understand his own way, and with unrivaled faith, he resisted all kinds of coercion from the Heavenly Dao.
Although Xu Feng closed his eyes, he also felt that the black-robed man in front of him was not far from him.
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"Since the myth created by the master has been broken, let the disciple renew the honor of the master for you again, and you must keep it for him."
Xu Feng had always walked by himself before, and he had no ambition to compete with others.
But at this point, every step he took was extremely difficult, and looking at the person not far in front of him, he was surging with ambition.
With this thought, Xu Feng got up after his death, and condensed an infinite momentum on his body, and this momentum danced out, resisting the coercion from the outside world.
He suddenly erupted with a terrifying explosive force from the inside out, and his body seemed to be unrestrained.
Rushing towards the front jishè, the speed was actually mentioned again.
"Nineteenth Order" "Eighteen Steps" "Fifteenth Order" Everyone stared at the two people in the void hotly, and their hearts couldn't calm down for a long time.
He kept chasing up, closing the distance between the two step by step.
"Ahh At this time, he was only eighty-five steps away from Xu Feng, how could this keep him from going crazy The broken sword has never taken the world in his eyes, even He Mad feels that he can surpass the other party at this time.
He felt that he was the first person since Kamiya.
His pride decided that no one could surpass him, and no matter what, he would maintain his supremacy, The broken sword was bulging, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was twisted and hideous, and he was struggling to step forward.
Under this infinite pressure, this pressure hit him every time, penetrating into every part of his spiritual hun, making the broken sword also like a beast, crazy and furious climbing.
"Ninety-eight thousand six hundred steps" "Ninety-eight thousand six hundred and fifty steps" "Ninety-eight thousand seven hundred steps" “” Broken sword desperately, he gritted his teeth and went up, his body was full of light, and he continued to rise with invincible momentum, and walked a hundred steps in a row.
"You are proud enough to force Bendi."
After the broken sword reached the ninety-eight thousand seven hundred steps, this breath seemed to be used up, and he stayed there, his mouth continued to rise and fall, and the ten thousand zhang of light that came out of his body also dimmed because of this, as if it was about to dissipate in the next moment.
Broken Sword stood on this step, calming the breath in his heart, thinking that if he walked a hundred steps in a row, he must have widened the distance between himself and the other party.
This made Broken Sword couldn't help but turn his head to look over, but this look made his face change drastically.
"It can't be" Less than fifteen steps behind him, a young man chased up step by step with heavy steps.
Broken Sword's eyes widened, and he looked at the chasing figure with shock, he gritted his teeth and did not hesitate to consume the strength he forcibly lifted, originally thinking that this would open the distance between the two.
But I didn't expect that not only did it not pull away, but it got closer and closer.
The broken sword was incredulous and shocking, and his eyes were immediately enveloped in madness again, and as soon as he bit his tongue, the blood gushing out of his tongue burned, and between the blood burning, his dim light burst out again, and he stepped again, walking quickly forward.
Seeing that the broken sword actually burned even its own JG blood, countless people suddenly stood up.
The duel on the ladder has reached a crazy level.
Whether it was Broken Sword or Xu Feng, they all used all their strength.
Both of them trembled, but gritted their teeth and walked forward.
"This is the battle of the dragon, this is the real battle" Everyone looked at the ladder with great enthusiasm, this battle has reached the most fierce level, and everyone knows that this will soon be able to tell the winner.
Everyone's emotions were at their peak, and each one stared intently at the projection on the ladder.
Xu Feng was able to force the sword to break like this, which no one could have imagined.
"Who is the real male" Everyone looked at the stage with enthusiasm, and the heavenly palace was moved.
The broken sword climbed up again, his steps trembling, but it was faster than before, and he kept climbing step by step.
He gritted his teeth, drove with all his might, and with a pride that he could not surpass, he stepped on this ladder to the sky.
And Xu Feng also gritted his teeth, regardless of the trembling of his feet, and pressed forward step by step.
With the way of self and the honor of his teacher, he keeps following.
The sound of discussion, the sound of uproar, and the sound of exclamation continued to sound in the Heavenly Palace, and one by one they were extremely moving, and at the same time looking forward to it.
Looking forward to Xu Feng catching up with the broken sword, looking forward to what the result of this battle will be.
Everyone wants to know who is the real number one and who is the next myth of Kamiya The pride of the broken sword, the myth of the broken sword, can it be broken by this backward teenager.
The more they knew about the glorious characters of Broken Sword, the more they moved for this competition. t。
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