I started to involute in my mother's womb

The speed of the Innate Realm ranked ninth, and it was the ninth since the establishment of the Divine Feather Sect.

Mo Linglong was shocked, and at the same time there was awe in her eyes.

"Is this the God of War Body? It's terrifying, he is only five years old, and he has already reached the innate realm, and he has such strength. "

Cut, the ninth, what's the big deal? Believe it or not, I'm ahead of him?" said

Wang Juan in a milky voice, his big black eyes flashing with war.

Mo Linglong shook her head honestly, "Although I like you very much, however, you don't know the horror of the God of War Body, I have learned a little about it in the Library Pavilion, and every God of War Body represents a legend."

"Their gods are very perverted, the more they fight, the stronger they become, there are few opponents at the same level, and their stage is not our small place, but the entire wilderness.

Wang Juan pouted dissatisfiedly, "So what, wasn't he still beaten by me some time ago?" "

Beaten by you?" Mo Linglong was stunned.

"My Lingyue Kingdom has a conflict with their Chu State, that kid came to me some time ago to provoke, was defeated by me, lost the bet, and now is my junior brother. Wang Juan said.

Mo Linglong was stunned for a while, raised her pink finger and scratched Wang Juan's little nose, and said with a smile: "It's not big, and I like to brag."

"Whoever brags, he was really defeated by me.

"Yes, yes, you defeated me.

Mo Linglong agreed, but that tone had already expressed her true thoughts.

When Wang Juan saw her appearance, he was angry, "Make a bet, if I overtake him in the wind gust, you will be a maid for me." "

Are you going to lose?" Mo Linglong didn't expect this kid to have a big temper.

"What do you say. Wang Juan said angrily.

"Good. Mo Linglong smiled so much that her eyes were about to turn into crescents, a child is a child, how could he understand the power of the God of War body.

Of course, she knew that Wang Juan was very powerful, but if she wanted to surpass the God of War Body,

it was impossible.

Thinking of the request she was about to make, Mo Linglong smiled even more happily.

Wang Juan got off her, lifted his loose pants, and walked to the center of the room.

His name appeared on the wall, with zero grades and a rank of hundreds of thousands.

Glancing at the flickering leaderboard on the wall, the number behind the name of the Emperor of Chu was constantly increasing.

Wang Juan was awe-inspiring.

The formation runes in the room flickered, and Mo Linglong retreated to the door and said,

"The speed of the wind blade at the beginning will be very fast, probably the attack speed of an ordinary acquired martial artist. "

One hundred wind blades is a stage, every time one hundred wind blades pass, the attack speed of the formation will increase by one level, and the current second place is Ye Buyu, dodging six hundred and two wind blades.

"This is your very ungodly achievement, before the God of War came out, he was known as the strongest genius since the establishment of the Divine Feather Sect, and the number of wind blades reached six hundred levels, that is, the attack speed of the Shenzang level, and he dodged two swords.

Speaking of Ye Buyu, Mo Linglong's beautiful eyes showed a strange look again, this man is back, I don't know if he can still create the legend of the year.

"Ye Buyu second, who is the number one ranking?" Wang Juan looked up at the Tianjiao ranking of the Innate Realm.

Seeing the name of the number one ranking, Wang Juan's pupils dilated, and his expression froze.

"Be careful! Wind Blade!" A

palm-sized wind blade suddenly flew out from the runes on the wall, and Mo Linglong saw that Wang Juan was distracted, and hurriedly shouted.

Wang Juan dodged the attack in a panic and looked at the number one on the Tianjiao list, his eyes full of disbelief.

Mo Linglong said quickly: "Don't be frightened by the first, the number one ranked is not accurate, everyone said that there may be a problem with the formation of the Wind Array, or it may be the result of which elder lowered the realm and came to play." "

It is impossible for the innate realm to be so strong, the number of dodging wind blades has reached seven hundred and one, how can the innate realm dodge the attack speed of the powerhouse in the middle of the divine treasure realm, the name given by this elder is quite funny, I love to eat meat rolls...... Watch out for the wind blade!" A

wind blade flew in, and Wang Juan hurriedly dodged the attack again.

Mo Linglong stomped her feet and shouted, "Be serious, what are you doing."

Wang Juan took a deep breath, trying to suppress the shock in his heart.

The first ...... of the congenital pride list I love meat rolls.

In the eyes of others, it may be a mistake in the formation, or it may be played by some elder who lowered the realm.

However, Wang Juan knew that this was definitely not an elder

! The painting style of this name was too similar to a certain woman, and it was likely to be that woman!

The second Ye Buyu was known as the first genius of the Shenyu Sect, with a score of six hundred and two, and that woman was seven hundred and one!

so powerful that it was considered a mistake, how did that woman do it?

"Whoosh~"

Another wind blade flew over, and Wang Juan quickly dodged.

"If you can be seven hundred, so can I!" Wang

Juan lifted his pants and began to challenge in earnest.

Mo Linglong was slightly relieved to see that this little bit was finally distracted.

She guessed that Wang Juan might be able to rush to the top 100 in the first challenge, and it was impossible to rush directly to the top 10 like the Emperor of Chu.

The speed of the first hundred wind blades is very slow, and although they will suddenly attack from various directions, it is only the attack speed of the acquired martial artist.

Wang Juan doesn't need the emperor's eyes, and he can dodge it casually.

Starting from one hundred and one, the speed began to increase, a little faster than the attack speed of ordinary innate martial artists.

Wang Juan was still very relaxed, took out an elbow and gnawed it, and his ranking rose wildly.

When Mo Linglong saw his relaxed appearance, she felt that she had underestimated Wang Juan a little.

If this continues, Wang Juan may enter the top eighty.

This achievement is already very terrible, after all, Wang Juan is only five years old, and his future achievements are limitless.

However, as the wind blade reached three hundred, reaching the attack speed of an ordinary foundation building stage monk, Mo Linglong's previous guess was once again overturned.

Wang Juan jumped around the room, like a nimble little monkey, and his expression was still very relaxed.

"That's it, that's it?"

Mo Linglong looked at the light and shadow on the wall, Wang Juan's ranking had already entered the top five hundred!

Wang Juan now skyrocketed by several places every time he dodged a wind blade.

This result is nothing for a genius, but the important thing is that Wang Juan is still very relaxed now!

Mo Linglong clenched her pink fists nervously, this is a small ...... Can you really surpass the Emperor of Chu?

In a certain room in the cultivation hall.

Chen Xuan, sweaty, moved around the room at high speed, dodging the wind blades flying out from all corners.

He had already activated his aura to the extreme, and every dodge was dangerous and dangerous.

As the four hundredth wind blade ended, Chen Xuan urged the aura with all his might, and a pair of white aura wings immediately spread behind him.

Divine Feather Technique.

The four hundred and one wind blades flew out, and the speed of this wind blade was the attack speed of a mid-foundation building monk!

"Whoosh~"

The wind blade slashed past Chen Xuan, cutting off a few strands of his hair.

Immediately after, the second wind blade and the third wind blade flew out, because the speed was too fast, as if they were connected together.

Chen Xuan dodged with all his might.

Until the eleventh wind blade fell, hitting Chen Xuan's back.

This wind blade is just fast and doesn't have much attack power.

Chen Xuan was sweating profusely from exhaustion, but his face was full of excitement.

This time the performance was better than ever, stopping at four hundred and ten, and in the past it was around four hundred and five.

Don't look at it, it is only five points more than before, but he is in the innate realm, and every time he dodges an additional wind blade, it is an attack from a mid-stage foundation building monk.

Five more points can be said to be a huge improvement.

"I really want to become the Holy Son of the sect, in this era, no one is better than me!"

"If I'm not mistaken, my current grade should be ninety-five...... It's impossible!How can it still be ninety-seven!"

Chen Xuan's smile suddenly froze when he saw his ranking.

He remembered it clearly, his score had reached four hundred and ten, and his score should have been ninety-five, but how could he still be ninety-seven?

Suddenly, Chen Xuan saw a familiar and hateful name on him.

King Roll!