Chapter 1971: My sword, faster!

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In front of Baidi City.

Peng Wuji was like a dazzling skill, deliberately increasing his speed to the extreme, spreading his wings, like a golden storm sweeping the city.

fast!

The speed is too fast!

Let alone an ordinary monk, even True Immortal Crossing Jie couldn't capture his figure with his naked eyes, but could only see the surging golden light sweeping like a tide.

The speed of the Peng clan is unique in the world, and it is enough to dominate among the many monster clan in the ruins.

And Peng Wuji is the arrogant of the Peng clan. With the blood of the royal clan, he exerts his full power, reaching a speed a thousand times the speed of sound, tearing the sky apart, and seeing it from a distance is like a lightning bolt.

The strength of a strong man depends on many aspects.

Such as own strength, powerful technique, special physique, bloodline power, etc...

It's like Yuan Zhan Kong's innate supernatural power, and can easily lift a billion-dollar mysterious iron stick!

And Crocodile Tongtian awakened the blood of the ancient ancestor Crocodile, if it weren't for seeking death and provoking Ye Fan, he would surely become a peerless demon king in the future!

And speed is also a very critical factor!

If you have the speed against the sky, you will be invincible when confronted with others.

No matter how powerful the enemy's attack is, it will not be able to hit you!

Run away, the enemy can't catch up!

Chase, the enemy can't escape!

In the duel, the enemy has been hit by your moves before they react.

In addition, the ultimate speed can also bring the ultimate strength, the original ordinary attack, with the speed bonus, the power will increase dozens of times, hundreds of times.

Because of this, the Peng Clan can be described as one of the most difficult monster races, even if it is a resounding powerhouse in the Human Race, they dare not easily provoke the Peng Clan for fear of avoiding it.

After a few breaths.

The golden light from the sky suddenly gathered and disappeared.

And Peng Wuji returned to the place again, with an arrogant expression, a proud smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Ye Fan and said:

"Just now, I have circled this city for a hundred times!"

...

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.

There were no hundreds of people in the city who were shocked. If they were shocked, they couldn't believe their ears and thought they had auditory hallucinations.

100 laps? !

You know, although the Baidi City cannot be compared with the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty, it is after all a city that accommodates hundreds of thousands of people. It is one of the ten ruins of the ruins and covers a very large area.

It takes at least one hour for an ordinary monk to fly around the city, and even a powerful person at the level of True Immortal Crossing Tribulation requires two to three minutes to fly a punch.

And now, within a few breaths, Peng Wuji flew a hundred times around the city!

This incredible speed completely exceeded the limit of everyone's imagination.

The simple competition speed, even the top master of the human race like Yue Linfeng, has fallen behind and cannot compare with it.

Suddenly, the Patriarch of a certain family on the head of the city, with a face full of disbelief, yelled: "Cut! You say 100 laps, 100 laps? Anyway, everyone didn't see your movements clearly. It's not up to you. Say, you say 10,000 laps will do!"

His words were immediately approved by others.

"That's it! We are not scared!"

"There is no proof, you have to show some evidence, otherwise I don't believe it!"

Faced with this doubt, Peng Wuji sneered:

"Humph! Since you don't believe me, then look down at the corners of your clothes!"

...

what?

Hearing this, the many powerful people in the city looked dumbfounded and did not know why, but they still lowered their heads subconsciously.

The next moment, almost everyone trembled suddenly, and their pupils shrank sharply into the most dangerous pin-sharp shape, and their mouths were wide open enough to swallow a duck egg with a **** expression.

The corners of everyone's clothes were all cut open.

None of the nine great masters and hundreds of true immortals crossing the robbery were spared.

In other words, when Peng Wuji flew around the city just now, he came to the head of the city without even noticing it, and cut off the corners of their clothes, but none of them found anything unusual.

Just imagine... If Peng Wuji cut not the corners of his clothes, but the deadly places such as the throat and heart, then they would have become corpses now!

"hiss!"

Wanting to understand this, many strong men couldn't help but breathe in the cold air, feeling a coolness pouring from the soles of their feet to the heavenly spirit cover, as if to freeze their blood and soul together.

terrible!

too terrifying!

The crack in the corner of the clothes gave them more shock than going around the city a hundred times!

There is no need for other monster races to take action. Peng Wuji alone may be able to slaughter so many powerful human races.

Even a master at the level of the Nine Masters couldn't compete with it, and there was even no chance to fight back.

Peng Wuji alone has such a speed. How terrifying is the speed of King Jinpeng?

It should be able to leap over half the ruins with one flapping wings!

"Ha ha……"

Looking at the horror of everyone, Peng Wuji smiled triumphantly, with his head held high and his chest very proud.

He has absolute confidence in his speed. Of course, he was also very acquainted just now, and he didn't provoke the powerhouse at the level of the Qingjiao King and the ancestor of the hunger.

Although the speed of the Qingjiao King and the ancestor of the hogman is not as fast as him, he still has all kinds of assassins. With his current strength, he still dares not to be so big.

The next moment, Peng Wuji once again looked at Ye Fan in front of the city gate and asked: "Boy, how is my speed?"

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

The eyes of everyone in the audience were all focused on Ye Fan, looking forward to his answer.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Fan slowly said: "Soon! Since I entered the ruins, I have met countless strong people, and your speed can rank first!"

...

Hearing this, countless people in Baidi City suddenly felt disappointed, their faces full of disappointment.

They originally pinned all their hopes on Ye Fan, hoping that Ye Fan could turn the tide and save Baidi City from fire and water.

In fact, Ye Fan didn't let them down either. Just now, the scene of killing the crocodile Tongtian was deeply engraved in everyone's mind, and it will not be forgotten.

Who knows that now, Ye Fan has become aspiring to others, destroying his own power!

Is it possible... he thinks he is inferior to Peng Wuji, so he wants to convince him?

"a ha ha ha!"

Suddenly, Peng Wuji let out a loud laugh, full of ambition, full of gaze, and continued: "Boy, count you with foresight! The speed of my Peng clan is unparalleled in the world! If you know, you will immediately hand over the holy artifacts and kneel down. Begging for mercy, I might still keep you alive!"

"Huh!" Ye Fan sneered, looking at the wild Peng Wuji, coldly said: "What are you proud of, I haven't finished yet?"

"What do you mean?" Peng Wuji asked back.

The next moment, Ye Fan raised his right hand, and the Wuxiang Sword tore through the sky emerged out of thin air, and was tightly held in his hand.

Ye Fan's eyes suddenly became sharp, revealing a peerless edge, looking at Peng Wuji floating in the air, he said every word:

"Your speed is very fast!"

"But my sword, faster!"