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Chapter 359: There's One More Man!

"What's your name!" Duan Chenfeng opened his mouth, and said to the young man with a kind smile on his face.

"Jing Honghui!" The young man was not polite just because the other party was the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect, his face was still indifferent, and he looked at Duan Chenfeng.

"What is the name of the exercises you perceive and the martial arts you create?" Duan Chenfeng opened his mouth and looked at Jing Honghui.

"Water Demon Slash, about the power of the first level of ground-level martial arts!" Jing Honghui spoke, his gaze cold.

"Shhh...... Prefecture-level! People were completely stunned, they didn't expect that someone had really created a ground-level martial art, and they couldn't help but show respect when they looked at Jing Honghui.

"Would you like to worship my Heavenly Sword Sect?" Duan Chenfeng opened his mouth to invite.

"I'm the Valley of the Wind, and you're welcome!" As soon as Duan Chenfeng's words fell, Zhao Hongsheng walked over with a smile on his face.

"Alas...... Forget it, I won't fight with you! Leng Hong opened his mouth and stroked the beard on his chin.

"The three major sects have begun to attack!" With a sigh on their faces, the three major sects that could raise the stone tablet of 6,400 zhang were also hot and began to scramble.

"Lao Zhao, sell me a favor, I like this kid's character!" Duan Chenfeng looked at Jing Honghui with a satisfied look in his eyes.

"Okay, okay! Since you have spoken, I still have to give this face! Zhao Hongsheng pursed his lips.

"Thank you!" Duan Chenfeng hugged his fists at Zhao Hongsheng, turned his head to look at Jing Honghui, and continued: "Boy, join my Heavenly Sword Sect, I will accept you as a disciple!" ”

Jing Honghui didn't have the slightest expression on his face, kicked on the ground under his feet, his body was like a cheetah, jumped onto the high platform, and slowly stood behind Duan Chenfeng.

"Congratulations!" Zhao Hongsheng laughed, opened his mouth at Duan Chenfeng, and continued to look at the perception space.

Duan Chenfeng smiled slightly, and then locked his gaze on the perception space again, and the roar of the perception space at this time sounded again, and it was not just one place.

"Everywhere, at the same time!" People looked at the space of perception with a hint of shock on their faces, and the four stone monuments that seemed to be constantly comparing were growing wildly, as if mushrooms had sprung up after a rain.

"A thousand zhang...... 3,000 zhang...... Six thousand zhang ......" people again silently counted the height of the stele.

"These four people are definitely the top Tianjiao in the world, such an anti-heaven comprehension should be rare in the entire Tianyuan Continent!"

"Then Zheng Xin, Leng Qiuciao, and Duan Xingchen are okay to say, but who is that person? actually has the strength to compete with the three of them! People sighed with sighs on their faces, and it was not the three Leng Qiu Cicada who sighed, but the inconspicuous thin young man.

The four stone monuments, growing wildly, as if tireless, shook people's hearts fiercely.

"Zheng Xin's stele stopped at eight thousand zhang, worthy of being a genius in the Valley of the Wind, such an understanding is already rare......" People sighed and looked at the stele in front of Zheng Xin.

But then he was attracted by the other three stone tablets again, and his face showed an eager look, because the stone monument of the cold autumn cicada Duan Xingchen and the young man was still growing, although the speed was not fast, but it was still slowly rushing towards the sky.

"The stone tablet of the cold autumn cicada stayed at eight thousand five hundred zhang, while Duan Xingchen's stone tablet actually reached eight thousand seven hundred zhang!"

"The most terrifying thing is that young man, where does this person come from, he is still slowly rising, I don't know if he can break through to nine thousand zhang, I heard that for so many years, the ancestor of the Yuling Sect with the best results has broken through to nine thousand and one hundred zhang, this person said that if he breaks through to nine thousand zhang, he will definitely be crazy snatched by the three major sects!" There was a look of anticipation on people's faces.

Leng Qiucian and the three of them also looked at the young man with solemn eyes, they never thought that they would be surpassed by an inconspicuous young man.

At this time, people seemed to exclude Luo Tian, and only the sect masters of the three major sects took a look or two to look at Luo Tian, looking forward to what martial arts Luo Tian could create, they knew that if they could perceive the Aoki Emperor Sutra, then Luo Tian's comprehension was definitely not weak!

"Zheng Xin, what kind of exercises do you perceive, and what kind of martial arts do you create?" Zhao Hongsheng showed a smile on his face, after all, he was his son, and he still had to ask.

"It's called the Willow Wind Fairy Roll! Martial arts should be a body martial art! Zheng Xin scratched his head, with a look of shame on his face.

"What do you mean, what do you see in it?" Zheng Hongsheng showed a trace of seriousness on his face and asked.

Hearing Zheng Hongsheng's question, people also shifted their attention to Zheng Xin's body, wanting to know what kind of martial arts the eight-thousand-zhang stone tablet created.

"I really don't know, it's just that I saw a group of very powerful people trying to kill me, and then, I just ran, I definitely can't beat it, I just keep running, they keep chasing, and then I run and run and I come out! Dad, let me tell you, those people chasing me are really too strong, definitely similar to you......"

"Fuck off!" Zheng Hongsheng showed a helpless look on his face, for his son, he naturally knew his son's temperament, and interrupted Zheng Xin.

When other people heard Zheng Xin's explanation, the corners of their mouths twitched, and they secretly sighed in their hearts that it was unfair, they had tried their best, and they didn't create a stone tablet as high as a thousand zhang, and they had been running away to create a stone tablet of eight thousand zhang, which made people angry.

"Autumn Cicada, what do you understand?" Leng Hongcai smiled and spoke at Leng Qiucicada.

Hearing his father's question, the corners of Leng Qiucicada's mouth under the black veil slightly outlined a perfect arc.

"Half of the Aoki Emperor Sutra!"

"Tianji Wood Emperor Palm, if it is perfected, it should be regarded as a mid-level martial art of the ground level!" The voice was still cold, coming out of the mouth of the cold autumn cicada.

"This is Tianjiao, who can actually comprehend and create a ground-level mid-level martial art!" With a look of envy in their eyes, people looked at the cold autumn cicada.

"Chen'er, what did you realize?" Duan Chenfeng showed a look of pride on his face, obviously very satisfied that Duan Xingchen was able to raise the stone tablet to eight thousand seven hundred zhang.

But Duan Xingchen had an ugly face, looking at the only remaining young man and Luo Tian, he didn't know what Luo Tian was feeling, but although the stone tablet of the other young man rose slowly, it had no intention of stopping, which made it a little unacceptable to the person who had always thought that he was the first generation of the young generation in the Northern Regions.

"The stars change!"

"The sword falls to the stars!" Duan Xingchen's face was ugly, as if he was too lazy to explain the special features and power of this exercise and martial art, but people didn't think that what this Xingchen perceived was ordinary, and being able to rise to a distance of eight thousand seven hundred zhang already proved that Duan Xingchen was powerful.

The dull sound of "boom ......" sounded in everyone's ears, bringing people's eyes back to the space of perception again.

"The young man's stele has stopped!" Someone exclaimed.