Chapter 139 Gathering at the Peak

The meteorite peak, the main peak of the meteorite mountain range, is located in the middle of the meteorite mountain range, with a height of 800 feet across the sky. There is a smooth flat ground on its upper floor. In the mythical rumors of local residents, it is the result of a saint cutting off the meteorite peak with a sword, which is the scene at this time.

Looking at the smooth mirror-like platform, I can even imagine the earth-shaking sword in Fan's mind. A sword light across the sky came from the distant sky, and a sword was cut on the meteorite peak. The extremely huge meteorite peak was cut off like a bubble.

Feng Yizhi and others have been following Fenfan. After continuous and rapid progress, the seven people finally felt at the foot of the meteorite peak. When they came to the foot of the meteorite peak, they found out how huge the whole meteorite peak was. Although the meteorite peak was stopped and cut off, standing at the feet, it was still a trace of mind. Trembling is the submission of the magical creation of nature.

"Brother Feng, I finally feel that there is no need to worry anymore. I think most of them are masters who can come here, and they should not use such a shameless trick as sneak attack." Fenfan stopped first, got out of that kind of trembling, and said to Feng Yizhi behind him with a smile.

"Yes, finally there is no need to worry about others attacking you again. The elders of all ethnic groups are on the meteorite peak. There should not be that kind of thing again. Let's go up quickly." Feng Yizhi was also excited, but he didn't expect that his six brothers and sisters could safely come to the meteorite peak. It was all the credit of the Fenfan beside him. After a deep look at Fenfan secretly, he rushed to the front and ran to the top of the meteorite peak.

Fenfan looked at the others and could see the excitement in their eyes, and they also rushed up behind Feng Yizhi.

Although the meteorite peak is very high, it is simply like walking on the ground and can't feel any difficulty at all. If you touch your feet gently on the slope of the ground, your body will cross three or four feet in an instant. In an instant, everyone has come to the middle of the mountain.

At this time, a lot of people were surrounded on the smooth flat ground, sitting six old men sitting slightly protruding from the flat ground. At this time, everyone was watching the battle in the field and didn't care about the coming up of Fenfan and others.

In the middle of the flat ground, a white-haired teenager was fighting with a strong man. The teenager made a silver-white sword, and the sword spirit kept shooting out of it and cut into the strong man.

The strong man used two huge hammers, wrapped in thick armor, and the sword spirit burst out dazzling Mars on it, but he could not attack it. The strong man rampaged in the field and flew dust wherever he went.

But the teenager's speed was so fast that every time a strong man came, he flashed away dozens of meters away. The angry strong man screamed, but there was no way.

"Well, almost all the people have arrived. Let's end the battle quickly!" At this time, one of the six old men sitting on the high platform said.

After the young man in white bowed to the old man, the long sword in his hand shook, and the buzzing sound kept coming out of the sword body.

The teenager used one foot hard, and his body bounced like a spring to the strong man. The sword in his hand was as tricky as a poisonous snake, but he actually attacked from the side of the strong man.

"Ha, bombard the sky hammer" strong man did not avoid it. He shouted loudly, and his body jumped up in an instant. The two huge hammers in his hand smashed from the sky. The giant hammer pointed straight at the teenager's head. Even the diamond may also be smashed under this, not to mention the human head.

The teenager changed his pace, and the mysterious footsteps were generated from under his feet. Stepping on this wonderful pace, the teenager's real body and the giant hammer just escaped, stabbing the strong man's chest with a sword.

The sound of metal intersection came out, but it did not break through the armor of the strong man, but left a small hole on it.

The teenager quickly withdrew and retreated. "Okay, it seems that you can only use some strength, otherwise you really can't break your turtle," the teenager shouted coldly.

I saw the sword in the teenager's hand raised above his head, and the naked eye could see a stream of brute force constantly rushing from all over the teenager's whole body to the long sword of the teenager's arm and palm.

With a "buzz", a silver-white sword light appeared, which is not thick. The sword light gives you a transparent feeling, but it is such a thin sword light that gives people an indestructible feeling.

The teenager shouted, and the long sword in his hand waved in an instant. The speed actually formed a shadow in the air. Countless arms waved and cut to the strong man.

The strong man knew that this sword could not be blocked by himself at all, so when the teenager issued the sword light, he retreated in an attempt to avoid the sword light.

However, when they saw the appearance of the strong man, the people around them did not show contemptuous eyes. They could see that the armor worn by the strong man was only ordinary armor, which could not stop the teenager's attack at all. Some people even hoped that the strong man could avoid the attack of the teenager.

The teenager in white looked at the behavior of the strong man and couldn't help snorting coldly. The sword in his hand even adjusted his route as if he had eyes, and still cut to the strong man's chest.

"Since I can't stop it, I will resist. I don't believe I can't stop it!" Seeing that it was unavoidable, the strong man suddenly began to pour out countless earthy brute force all over his body. The earthy yellow light constantly covered the strong man's body and formed a set of armor again outside the armor.

The two hammers in his hand waved, and the hammer in his hand rotated out. It crashed into the young man's sword light, but the two hammers in the strong man's hand were cut open like tofu, and the sword light instantly cut the strong man's chest with an unstoppable momentum.

The three voices of "Puff" kept recalling that the two sets of armor on the strong man's body were constantly cut open, and the last sound was the sound of the sword light cutting into the strong man's body.

The strong man's body exploded to the end, with a long cut mark on his chest, but fortunately he did not hurt his life. The strong man was quickly carried down by the people around him for treatment.

"Well, now I just want to ask you one thing. First, in this decisive battle, we require the exhibitors to have six waist cards; second, they must be psychologically prepared to die. If anyone still wants to participate, you can stand to my right." An old man among the six people on the stage stood up and said to the crowd.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise off the court, and finally five people came out. Among the remaining four, Burning Fan only knew one Li Aoran, his own brother.

As for the remaining three, one of them was a young man in white who had just fought with the sword, named Wu Tongtian, who was the son of the Wu family. He couldn't help reminding Fan of the second son of the Wu family who fought with him.

The remaining two are girls, with body seedlings, flowing eyes, wearing light red clothes, making an embroidered needle, looking at the remaining people.

One is an old man with fiery red hair like a burning flame, and a long fiery red tongue is constantly swallowed in the fiery red gourd at his waist.

"Here I will tell you that the name of this young man in white who uses a long sword is Wu Tongtian, who is the son of the Wu family. As for the rest, please introduce yourself!" The old man on the stage said again.

"My name is Li Aoran, from the Yitian tribe, Yitian cultivation," said a paper fan in Li Aoran's hand.

"Gaga, I'm Sanxiu. Everyone calls me the old ghost of Tianhuo, and I'm also a barbarian master of easy physical environment." The old ghost Tianhuo patted the gourd on his waist with both hands and smiled at everyone and said.

In the end, everyone couldn't help looking at the only girl, and the girl said to everyone, "My name is Yin Shufan, from the Green Forest Tribe, easy to change the situation"

"My name is Fenfan, from the Yitian tribe, and I have acupoint cultivation." The sound of Burning Fan sounded, which immediately attracted everyone around him to breathe cold air.

"What? Unexpectedly, a small hole barbarian dared to come to participate in the competition. Be careful not to die." The platform began to shout a kind reminder.

Burning Fan just smiled, didn't care, and resolutely stepped to the old man's right.

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