Chapter 141

"Whoosh whoosh ~"

until a certain moment, only about 20 people were left on the field.

And Duan Feng is still among them.

"These old guys have not moved yet. They are really patient. It seems that the defeat of the last time was quite a blow to them."

Duan Feng shrugged his shoulders, but he was not in a hurry. He watched quietly.

"Why? Does the sword respect the eight heaven? "

The old man with white hair, xidalu, felt the breath of Duan Feng's body, and suddenly he made a sound.

You know, generally, the friars who come into the temple for the first time to take part in the test can not withstand the temptation and confusion, and they will rush to enter the temple.

However, Duan Feng is a counter example, without the slightest anxiety to enter the appearance.

It's no wonder that Herod made a little noise.

"Well, dead follower."

However, not all the monks thought so as Herod did. One of the middle-aged men with yellow hair uttered a cold hum.

He thinks Duan Feng still stops here, completely wants to rely on them to tide over the difficulties.

"Boom

The huge stone gate of the whole temple of power was finally fully opened.

At the moment when the stone gate is fully opened, Duan Feng can clearly perceive that there is a terrible gravity pressure, which sweeps out crazily.

His body, however, had to sink to half.

"What a terrible gravity. Is this the test of the temple of power?"

Duan Feng was startled.

You know, he's just standing outside the temple, not completely in.

If you go in, I really don't know what will happen.

"The gate of the temple of power will be closed in 30 seconds. Please hurry up."

The voice of the old man with white hair was suddenly loud.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh ~"

the remaining 20 monks finally stopped hesitating, and flashed forward.

Seeing this, Duan Feng immediately followed suit.

"Ah, ah ~"

as soon as he came in, Duan Feng heard the sound of howling from the temple.

Then, there was a force of terror that fell from the sky and covered Duan Feng and others completely.

"Boom! Boom! Boom

The terrifying force directly smashed several friars onto the ground, and the rubble splashed away, making a huge hole.

However, what makes the Yellow haired middle-aged strange is that Duan Feng, as a friar of the eight chongtian sword Zun, has just dropped a little, without much damage.

You know, those friars who were smashed into it all reached the Ninth Heaven of jianzun.

"Well, this guy must have gone. Dog. Shit. Luck."

Yellow hair snorted coldly.

However, he thought it was funny. As the peak of jiuchongtian of jianzun, he was only one step away from the swordsman. Why should he stare at duanfeng?

In his eyes, there is no reason to pay attention to a monk who only respects the eight heaven with sword.

With a slight smile, the Yellow haired middle-aged man, under the pressure of the huge power, directly plundered out.

In the blink of an eye, he had already swept hundreds of meters, surpassing the advanced friars in front of him.

After Huang FA's middle age, those monks who had reached the peak of jiuchongtian of jianzun were also the monks who made great progress without hesitation.

"I see. I see."

Duan Feng looked at the more than a dozen monks who reached the peak of sword Zun and plundered into it. In an instant, he wanted to understand.

The so-called power temple is actually a huge "power field".

The gravity of the force field is limited and will be distributed to everyone.

The most advanced monks need to bear more strength than those who come in later.

And this is the reason why middle-aged people with yellow hair rush to the past at one go!

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