Chapter 1718: Punch spike

Chapter 1718 Punch Spike
In this way, on the ladder of the gods, a young man dressed in coarse linen, his on the ladder, each time across a ladder, sat on his knees.
The onlookers know that Xu Feng is aware of the gravity of the heart, and their hearts are shocked. They can continue to cultivate under the pressure of the horror of Wangshen, and many people also cast a look at Xu Feng.
"You said that this Xu Feng is not a metamorphosis. Looking at the pressure above the ladder, he was able to sit on his knees and concentrate on cultivation."
A half-step old Emperor, he stared at Xu Feng's figure, his mouth trembled slightly, he felt very clear, Xu Feng's strength is terrible.
However, the oppression of the pressure above the watchtower has nothing to do with strength.
It is simply unbelievable that Xu Feng is able to practice in such a calm and steady manner.
"Maybe this is why others are geniuses."
The people next to them sighed helplessly, and it was really a human being than the death of a popular person.
Xu Feng's eleventh step, after the sentiment.
His gravity and heart, every time he got a little improvement, he constantly climbed on the ladder, he appeared on the twelve steps.
Almost every day, Xu Feng is practicing day and night, and his sense of gravity is becoming more and more sophisticated.
The fifteenth step!
In a blink of an eye, seven days passed.
Xu Feng has already appeared in the fifteenth step. The onlookers can only see the blurred figure of Xu Feng, and many people are shocked by their faces.
At this moment, the dust is also wide-eyed. He did not expect that Xu Feng’s talent is so horrible that he can practice above the fifteenth ladder.
"Hey, the gap between me and him is really big." Feng Chen's inner inexplicable loss, he looked at Xu Feng's figure, compared with Xu Feng, his talent is nothing.
It is simply a trivial talent.
"It seems that I still have to work harder. There is no slack in such a peerless genius as Xu Feng. I am even less able to slack off."
The face of the dusty dust has a firm color. When he thinks of it, he steps forward and rushes toward the twelfth step of the ladder.
The wind and dust only felt that the blood of the whole body was flowing, and it seemed that it was all the horror of my pressure, but he did not have any back.
He is very clear, why Xu Feng can practice on the ladder of hope, can cultivate under such a huge pressure, why can't he be dusty?
Seeing that the dust rushed out toward the tower of the gods, many people were stunned. They looked at it, and I am afraid that the dust was stimulated by Xu Feng.
This time, the dust and dust looked at the speed of the ladder very quickly. His spiritual power was running. Under such gravity pressure, his cultivation speed was greatly suppressed, but this also had great benefits.
"I can do it."
The wind and dust felt himself, and soon rushed to the seventh step of the lookout ladder. His face showed a faint smile and confidence.
He always thought that he could not do it, but at the moment, he believed that he could do it all, and he would do very well.
It is true that the potential of the military is infinite. As long as it continues to work hard, it will naturally be able to achieve tremendous improvement. Before the wind and dust, there is no courage to break the boat. Naturally, it cannot achieve great improvement, and it will not stimulate the potential of the body.
Xu Feng did not know that his insistence on the ladder of the gods, the people who disguised many people in disguise, all rushed toward the ladder of hope.
"Nine weights of gravity, only a little bit." His brows were constantly twisted together, and the corners of his mouth were slightly trembling.
The fifteenth step continued to flash, and the surrounding voids were constantly shaking, and the gusts of wind continued to whistle, and suddenly they were all stunned.
He opened his eyes and couldn't help but sigh.
After all, I still can't be in the fifteenth step and realize the nine-gravity heart.
"It seems to have to hit the 16th ladder."
The gravity of Xu Feng’s body spread out, and the blood of his body was flowing, which was caused by gravity.
The most important thing is that Xu Feng's body seems to have been squeezed and deformed. The killing in his eyes has become more intense, and the gravity of the heart is crazy.
"Give me up."
In an instant when Xu Feng squirted blood from his mouth, his body suddenly jumped and suddenly seemed to carry a mountain.
Hey!
As Xu Feng's body suddenly appeared on the 16th step, he felt as if he felt the gravity between the heavens and the earth, and all disappeared in an instant.
His eyes were filled with doubtful colors, and his body was actually on the sixteen steps, slowly floating up and constantly floating.
"Gravity heart!"
Xu Feng feels around the body, the eight top-level gravity heart, constantly condensing, and his body becomes more light.
"I seem to understand."
Xu Feng felt the ninth gravity of the heart, constantly condensed, and the gravity momentum on his body also climbed to the top.
"Yes, the extreme of gravity, but the need to retract freely, I succeeded." Xu Feng could not help but make a roar.
As the ninth heavy gravity converges, the sky above the valley, the silver thunder and lightning flashes, and he knows that he will face the sixth heavy of the ninety-nine days.
"Leave the ladder first."
Xu Feng does not want to rob the tower of the gods. He is very clear that the terrible catastrophe will eventually cause the tower to be destroyed.
Moreover, there are still so many people practicing on the ladder, he is never a selfish person, and naturally will not affect others.
"Oh... I thought you didn't leave the ladder. The next is your death." A cold and incomprehensible voice, when Xu Feng left the ladder, his old body floated. He knows that this time must be the most relaxed time for Xu Feng’s attention.
"Dead!"
Among the eyes that countless people are stunned, a dagger that exudes a radiant glow has already spurred toward Xu Feng’s chest.
"The killer of the killing organization."
Xu Feng’s face showed a stern color. His current gravity is raised to the ninth weight. The killer of the killing organization wants to assassinate him like this, is he dreaming?
"On your waste, you want to assassinate me!"
Xu Feng screamed and the gravity of his body spread.
"What is going on, why is my body difficult to move?"
The old man’s eyes suddenly shrank, especially when he felt his body was oppressed, and Xu Feng’s blood-red fist had already come to his smashing impact.
Hey!
A punch, this is the killing of the killer, the bombardment of the old man's chest, suddenly an old body, tearing out from the void.
Blood squirted, and he widened his eyes and said, "How do you know my position..."
(End of this chapter)