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Chapter 57: Snatching the Track

"With so many people, how can they get by...... Wang Yu thought about it but couldn't find a suitable way.

Inadvertently swept to the side and found that a person was stepping on someone else's shoulder to watch the game, Wang Yu's eyes lit up, and a somersault stepped on the shoulder of the person in front of him. Then he took out a stack of charms from the ring, hesitated to stick one of the charms of the Divine Talisman on his leg, and took out another Soaring Cloud Talisman and pasted it on his foot, only to see a white mist rise up.

Wang Yu rushed forward all the way with the acceleration of the Divine Talisman, stepping on the person's head and surpassing it all the way, and the people below only felt that their heads were touched, and then a white cloud floated quickly.

Wang Yu "galloped" all the way forward at an incredibly fast speed, and soon reached the front of the team. There are fewer people in front of him, and Wang Yu can't always step on other people's heads.

So it quickly landed, and the people next to him were also surprised, when did this kid come over?

"Hey, brother, you're okay, you're actually walking over someone's head. A thin monk beside Wang Yu greeted Wang Yu in a loud voice.

"Hehe, it's purely a helpless move, it's a little slow, the road is blocked by a group of little guys in the early stage of Qi training, if you don't come over like this, you have to be brushed down in this section of the road. No, I'm not going to come down after those onlookers who are in the way?" Wang Yu explained with his trademark smile as he turned his head to the monk.

"Haven't asked my brother for his name?"

"Where, where, the little brother's name is Yan Nanchun, and I will give me a lot of advice in the future. The monk smiled.

"Don't dare to advise, take care of each other. Wang Yu was also polite.

The young monk was dressed in plain clothes, carrying a worn-out long sword behind his back, and when he looked closely, it was actually a low-grade spiritual weapon.

Like ordinary Qi cultivation period cultivators, they basically use that kind of spiritual weapon that does not enter the stream, and most of them use magic tricks to support the scene.

It is not easy to have a low-grade spiritual weapon, and those like Wang Yu who can have a medium-grade spiritual weapon are basically descendants of the elders in the sect.

"Brother Wang is not slow. The two ran side by side for a while, and Yan Nanchun couldn't help but speak.

"Hehe, isn't Brother Yan too?" Wang Yu replied to Yan Nanchun with a smile still unhurriedly.

"Where can I do it, you didn't see a few magic talismans on my legs, how quickly my spiritual power is consumed. Hearing Wang Yu's words, Yan Nanchun's face suddenly collapsed.

"Well, how much do you consume?"

"Using a Divine Talisman to speed up the consumption of about one-tenth of my spiritual power, I am using four now, and there is still about one-fifth of the way away. Nima, the road is getting narrower. Yan Nanchun complained to Wang Yu while speeding up.

Time passed minute by minute, and the road at this time could only be walked by five people side by side, Yan Nanchun looked ahead, there were more than ten people, and the fastest person had already entered the road where three people were in the same row, he couldn't help but turn his head and said to Wang Yu, "Brother Wang, I'm going to speed up?"

Wang Yu said lightly, "You are free." ”

Yan Nanchun looked at Wang Yu suspiciously, but at this time, he couldn't take care of it a little, and took out a relatively white talisman from the storage pocket, and felt it carefully, it was a medium-grade talisman. It was one level higher than the primary Divine Talisman just now, but its effect was increased by more than five times.

Originally, he was side by side with Wang Yu, and his speed did not decrease, and he still stood firmly on the side, which made Yan Nanchun depressed, the divine speed talisman he treasured would not be wasted, how could the gap with Wang Yu not be opened at all.

The two of them stopped talking, and the speed continued unabated, and after a while, there were more than seven or eight people in a row, and at this time they had already entered the three-person path, and there were four or five people in front, Yan Nanchun was obviously exhausted, and slowly fell from Wang Yu's side.

Then Wang Yu also slowed down, and asked Yan Nanchun with concern. Yan Nanchun smiled bitterly, "The spiritual power of the spell has run out, there is no hope for the top five, Brother Wang, you don't care about me, with your strength, you should be able to enter the top three, hurry up and catch up." ”

However, Wang Yu did not leave just like that, but put one hand on Yan Nanchun's shoulder, and the heavenly spiritual power was transmitted into Yan Nanchun's body, Yan Nanchun, who was originally a little disappointed, was suddenly overjoyed, he felt the power, looked up at Wang Yu, and saw Wang Yu nodding lightly.

He knew that Wang Yu was helping him. Without further ado, the two of them accelerated together, like arrows with sufficient strength to "shoot" to the top of the mountain.

The sudden acceleration of the two made the few people who were about to catch up behind them depressed, and the distance was suddenly opened up after a few hundred meters.

The people in front of them only felt a fresh breeze blowing, and two people appeared in front of them, and they were getting farther and farther away.

"Cool, hahaha. Without the help of the talisman, he was able to achieve such a speed, and Brother Wang was really an immortal. At this time, Yan Nanchun was like a happy child, admiring Wang Yu incoherently.

"Hehe, it's just a little trick. There's one more person in front, and we'll be number one after him. Wang Yu just smiled and didn't respond too much, but paid attention to the people in front, now Wang Yu and Yan Nanchun are in the second position, and there is one person in front.

This person is dressed in a brocade robe, and his gorgeous clothes highlight his identity. If you look closely, there is a substitute tool at his feet, a sword to be precise, this sword is a green color, and the hilt of the sword is carved into the shape of a spiritual snake. The snake's eyes glowed red and flickered from time to time, and it seemed to be very spiritual.

"Brother Wang, I know this person, his name is Fan Jiannan, he is the young master of a medium-sized immortal cultivation family nearby, I heard that his grandfather is an elder in the sect, and he is an old guy who just broke through to the early stage of entering the Jiedan decades ago. It is estimated that the medium-grade spiritual weapon under his feet was given to him by his grandfather, so let's not mess with him. Yan Nanchun seemed to see Wang Yu's thoughts, and persuaded him.

"Hehe, there are some origins, then forget it, let's not cause trouble, the second is good. Wang Yu didn't want to fight for anything, and when he heard Yan Nanchun say this, he had to give up.

There was still a mile away from the top of the mountain, Fan Jiannan turned his head to look at the back, and found that there were two people who were less than 100 meters away from him, and he was startled, and then saw Wang Yu waving to him, where did Fan Jiannan care so much, and wanted Wang Yu to turn his head and rush to the top of the mountain.

There were dozens of people standing on the top of the mountain at this time, the same robes, all of them were outer disciples and deacons of the outer disciples of the Charm Sect.

At this time, they were watching the situation at the bottom of the mountain, and when they saw Fan Jiannan hurriedly stepping on the spiritual weapon to reach the top of the mountain, they couldn't help frowning, and when one of the disciples was about to scold Fan Jiannan, one of the five outer disciple deacons sitting on the side stood up and greeted Fan Jiannan warmly.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the first person to reach the top was Senior Brother Fan, who really deserves to be Elder Fan's grandson. Come, Senior Brother Fan, put your hand on it and test your cultivation. The deacon who stood up, who seemed to be a disciple of Fan Changlong's line, wanted to get a place as an inner disciple by patting Fan Jiannan's sycophants.

But his wishful thinking was wrong, Fan Jiannan didn't give the deacon a good look, and said proudly: "I am a cultivator in the late stage of qi refining, hurry up and arrange an assessment field for me, I want to fight against the demon beasts at the peak of qi training." ”