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Zhao Yang smiled without saying a word.

He walked forward.

step!

Two steps!

Three steps!

As she walked, a serious look appeared on Humei's face.

Because she feels the pressure.

The sword marks exposed on the stone wall made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

She's reaching her limit.

When Humei walked 200 meters away from the stone wall, she could hardly move forward.

"You are stronger than I imagined." Zhao Yang looked at Hu Mei with surprise in his eyes.

Those who can reach this point will not be weak in the saint realm in the future.

"I must break through to the first 200 meters." Hu Mei gritted her silver teeth and said.

It's just that after reaching this point, Humei has reached her limit.

Every step she takes is a great challenge.

And after she took three difficult steps, she couldn't bear it anymore and fell to the side.

Zhao Yang stretched out his hand to stop her waist, and then stepped back a few steps.

"Why be brave?" Zhao Yang sighed softly.

"I want to break through the limit." Humei's eyes showed unwillingness.

"The premise is not to damage the original source." Zhao Yang said as a ray of alchemy appeared on his fingertips.

Alchemy Qi poured into Hu Mei's body, making Hu Mei's injury a lot better in an instant.

"You're still an alchemist?" Hu Mei looked at Zhao Yang with shock in her eyes.

You must know that Zhao Yang's martial arts are so high, under normal circumstances, other avenues should not be involved.

But he still practiced alchemy.

Hu Mei has seen many alchemy geniuses over the years, but none of them possessed Zhao Yang's pure alchemy.

"I should go." Zhao Yang said as he let go of Hu Mei's waist, and strode forward.

Zhao Yang easily crossed the 200-meter limit.

All the monks in the audience were shocked.

"Peak Saint."

"This guy can definitely become a pinnacle saint in the future."

"The Haoran Holy Land will definitely not be able to cultivate such a disciple."

"We must not let such a guy grow up."

"Do you think this kind of existence means that you can kill if you say it? Do you think there may be no masters behind him?"

"Recruitment, such a genius must be recruited." When the monks were discussing, no one thought that Zhao Yang was getting closer and closer to 100 meters.

At this time, everyone held their breath.

Because no monk has walked within 100 meters since the appearance of this sword mark.

Is Zhao Yang going to break the record?

One hundred and three!

one hundred and two!

One hundred and one!

one hundred!

When Zhao Yang walked 99 meters away from the stone wall, the audience was in an uproar.

There was disbelief in everyone's eyes.

"Is this guy going to be the quasi-emperor in the future?"

"God knows."

"The 100 saints and saints from our ninth district have all been here, but no matter how amazing they are, they haven't walked [-] meters."

"This guy's future achievements are unimaginable."

"This matter must be reported to Zongmen."

Fan Yuqi couldn't sit still after seeing this scene.

He ran away immediately.

After he got outside, he took out a golden jade talisman of communication. This jade talisman of communication is usually used when he encounters a life-and-death crisis, but at this time, how can he care about passing the news?

After he left a message on the golden Jade Charm of Communication, he ignited it.

The golden jade talisman pierced the sky and flew towards Zhengyang Palace.

It didn't take long for the jade talisman to be sent to Zhengyang Palace.

Palace Master Zhengyang was startled, did something happen to Fan Yuqi?

After he crushed the jade talisman, the contents of the jade talisman appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"A human race broke into within a hundred meters of the stone wall." He couldn't sit still when he heard this.

what does this mean?

How can he not know?

He hastily opened the door of space and walked towards Haoran Holy Land.

This situation is no longer within his control.

Haoran Holy Land.

After the Palace Master Zhengyang came to the Holy Land of Haoran, he hurriedly came to the study of the Deputy Palace Master under the recommendation of a disciple.

"Zhengyang, why are you free to come to my Haoran Holy Land?" Deputy Palace Master Yude Longyu asked with a smile.

"I just received the news that a genius broke into the place of sword marks left by the Seventh God General within a hundred meters." Zheng Yang said solemnly.

Hearing this, Yu Delong's expression changed involuntarily, "Our Son of Haoran Holy Land has only walked 230 meters."

"This is a human race."

"Human race?" Hearing this, Yu Delong stood up abruptly.

"Yes."

"Is the news reliable?"

"Fan Yuqi told me just now, and Fan Yuqi is there right now."

Yu Delong pondered for a while and said, "You wait here for a while, and I will invite the suzerain."

The stakes are high.

He can't be the master.

When the suzerain of Haoran Holy Land heard about this incident, he immediately came to Yu Delong's study.

"Let's go there now." Chu Haoran said solemnly.

When the two appeared nearby through the gate of space, they immediately saw Zhao Yang standing about 70 meters away from the stone wall.

This stone wall was left by the Seventh God General.

Even though Chu Haoran was a saint, he didn't dare to approach casually.

Only the younger generation can.

"70 meters." Zhengyang's eyes burst into a gleam.

"100 meters is the dividing line between the saint and the quasi-emperor." Chu Haoran said movedly, "but this one stays at 70 meters. If nothing happens to him in the future, he will definitely become the quasi-emperor."

"Emperor Zhun hasn't appeared for a long time." Zhengyang murmured, "If there is a Emperor Zhun in our human race, we don't have to suffer from those guys' cowardice."

"We must keep him safe." Chu Haoran said loudly.

This is the hope of the human race.

Absolutely not to be missed.

Let's talk about Zhao Yang.

When he was 70 meters away from the stone wall, he felt a huge obstacle.

He knew it was his limit.

If you continue to move forward, you will damage the origin.

He didn't force it.

Instead, he sat cross-legged.

He quietly felt the sound of clanging swords coming from the stone wall.

Time just passed by second by second.

I don't know how long it has passed. A picture suddenly appeared in Zhao Yang's eyes. A middle-aged man in a golden armor holding a blue sword in his hand, looking at the monsters that are overwhelming like a tide.

The monsters roared and roared.

But none of the monsters dared to attack this middle-aged man.

I don't know how long it has passed, the middle-aged man cast a sword.

What kind of sword is this?

Like the galaxy pouring out, like destroying the dead, millions of monsters fell clean in an instant.

Zhao Yang's eyes fixed on the sword, and gradually a figure appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He is swinging a sword.

A sword!

Two swords!

Three swords!

After that figure swung tens of thousands of swords in Zhao Yang's sea of ​​consciousness, Zhao Yang finally realized.