"Some meaning!" Xiao Chen's smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and then Lingbo began to move in a small step. People could see the shadows constantly appearing on the stage.

"What a quick body method!" The LORD looked at the two figures under him and was surprised.

"When he fought with me just now, he didn't use all his strength!" Qingleng looks at Xiao Chen's figure and murmurs.

At this time, Xiao Chen's speed is much faster than when it is cold.

There was a thump in the field, and the people could only see that the two figures were constantly colliding, and they could not see who had the upper hand at all.

"Xiao Chen, you are really out of my expectation and can keep up with my speed!" Su Hua's cold voice rang.

"It seems to me that your speed is normal." Xiao Chen sneers and says that Lingbo micro step is already an immortal level skill. If Xiao Chen gives full play to it, Su Hua will not be able to keep up with him.

"Ghosts and shadows!"

Su Hua's eyes are slightly cold, and his speed is much faster. In the field, dark shadows flash through and attack Xiao Chen's figure, as if there are several Suhua attacking together.

"Xiao Chen, do you really think that you beat Qingleng with speed and that you are my opponent?"

The voice of Su Hua's sneer sounded in the martial arts arena, and the voice was even more proud.

"In my opinion, your speed is unbearable!"

With the sound of Xiao Chen's sneer, the foot is light, Xiao Chen's body is much faster in a moment, even if the top martial arts master wants to capture Xiao Chen's figure is also very difficult.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of collision sounded in the field, and suddenly a figure flew out, and all the figures in the field disappeared instantly.

"Who won?"

"The fallen one seems to be a disciple of the temple!"

"How could it be?" Seeing Su Hua lying on the challenge arena vomiting blood, Zhao Zheng couldn't sit still. His face was full of shock.

As for the speed of ghost, he knew it best, but in the competition of speed, Su Hua lost.

Nu Tao looked at Xiao Chen, who stood quietly on the stage of martial arts. His eyes were full of excited light. "Good boy, it's really powerful!"

"Ha ha ha, Zhao Zheng, I'm sorry. It seems that your ghost shadow belongs to me!" Nu Tao directly burst out laughing, completely ignoring Zhao Zheng Tieqing's face.

"Well, don't worry. I'll send someone to give it to you!" Zhao Zheng cold voice way, he is now a cold stone, no one dare to approach.

The other elders looked at Zhao Zheng, and all of them had a smile under their eyes. Originally, Zhao Zheng was still standing on the top of their previous gambling fight, but now he is good and has lost a lot.

"No. 100, Xiao Chensheng in the wilderness!" The Lord's voice went straight up.

He won again, and with speed!

"He did not lie Liu Xin murmurs, Xiao Chen said that he is very strong, but Liu Xin has not believed it. Now even Wu Sheng Ba Chong's su Hua has won. Liu Xin also knows that Xiao Chen is not lying.

The second world war continued to draw jade slips.

Next, Wang Kun, Mu Qingxuan and Wu Shuo won without a fight.

Soon, the top 25 were all decided.

The match continued, but with only 25 players left, there were only 12 matches, and one man went straight to the final.

As the battle continued, Wang Kun used eight Jue palms to defeat his opponent.

Mu Qingxuan also defeated his opponent with one shot. To Xiao Chen's surprise, Wu Shuo's method was very cruel. He directly killed his opponent, a disciple of great power.

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