American Comic World of Martial Artists

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One after another, figures exuding a powerful and immortal aura appeared one after another on the island square. They were either towering and tall, or as cold as snow, or as stable as mountains, but without exception, as soon as they appeared, the surrounding space began to twist and fluctuate.

Geniuses such as Bo Lan, Ai Chen, Qian Shui and others who were still waiting in line to break through the overpass were shocked when they saw this scene.

"what's the situation?"

"There are so many Immortals here? And all of them are superpowers in Immortals?"

"Here comes another one, the King of Splitting Space, he is an invincible existence!"

"Understood, they came to see Luo Hua break through the bridge!"

Bran and other geniuses didn't dare to speak anymore after communicating with each other in low voices. With so many immortal powerhouses, their faces turned pale just from the deliberately restrained aura.

"Haha, there are quite a lot of people!" After the Sky Ripper appeared, he looked around and couldn't help laughing.

Among them, King Zhenyan replied with a smile: "The registered disciples accepted by the master of Tianeclipse will naturally attract so many people if they want to break through the sky bridge."

Although he said so, he was wondering whether Luo Feng could break through the fifth floor.

"Lie Kong, you are really cunning, actually recommending Palace Mistress Tianxie!" Long Yu said while looking at Lie Kong, gnashing her teeth.

A woman next to her with hexagonal crystals between her brows said softly, "Longyu, it's not the first day you know Lie Kong. He was famously cunning and thick-skinned in foreign battlefields."

"King Sujing, don't mention the old things." Lie Kong said lightly.

The six-prism crystal woman snorted softly and stopped talking.

"Baffin, bring up the picture."

The guardian Baffin didn't dare to hesitate, he hurriedly waved his hand, and played the scene of Luo Hua breaking through the overpass.

...

The seventh floor of Tongtian Bridge.

In the boundless starry sky, Luo Hua stood at the end of the long bridge, looking at a meteorite tens of kilometers in size,

After adjusting the state to the best, he opened his mouth and said: "I choose warrior!"

Click.

The meteorite cracked a hole, and a stone rolled down and quickly condensed into the man in blue.

"In the past twenty years, you have come here again to enter the seventh floor. Young people, it is good to have self-confidence, but the premise is that you have the corresponding strength!" The man in blue said indifferently.

Luo Hua smiled and said: "Last time I failed without seeing your move clearly, but this time, it's different."

"Really? I hope you are not talking big." The man in blue said after finishing speaking, "Use all your strength and let me see if you have improved in the past twenty years!"

"as you wish!"

As soon as the words fell, Luo Hua lightly stepped on the bridge with his toes, and the whole person flew over quickly. At the same time, dense phantoms appeared all over his body. They were all overwhelmed by Luo Hua's phantom body.

The pupils under the mask of the man in blue shrank slightly.

"Take my trick!"

The sun sets in the long river!

Accompanied by the sound, nearly tens of thousands of phantoms formed strange patterns and fired their knives at the same time. The light of the knives flooded the end of the long bridge in an instant, and seemed to condense into a long rolling river. Over the long river, a round of sunset with the afterglow of dusk slowly Sprinkle slowly on the long river.

After comprehending the mysterious nature of the thirty-two laws of time, the artistic conception displayed again is more solid, as if it can make people truly grasp the beautiful scenery at dusk.

"A good combination of attacks has actually begun to affect the space. It seems that you have improved a lot in the past twenty years!" The man in blue had a hint of appreciation in his cold voice, but immediately he drew his sword.

At this moment, the generous and simple knife seemed to be transformed into space and time, and it slashed straight down with unstoppable coercion.

The artistic conception attached to Luo Hua's sword light was instantly shattered, and the affected space and time around him returned to normal.

Boom.

Luo Hua's phantom body disappeared, leaving only the blow of his real body.

The two knives collided together, bursting out time and space ripples, and these ripples turned into silk threads, causing the nebula floating on the long bridge to slow down and accelerate erratically.

Bright moon and pine trees!

Luo Hua pulled out the knife and slashed down again. Phantom bodies appeared again, surrounding the man in blue in an instant, and even the phantom bodies covered the light.

In the darkness, a bright moon slowly rose into the sky, and the bright moonlight slowly dispelled the darkness. At this moment, even the man in blue couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope for the light.

However, there was only a moment of bewilderment in the eyes of the man in blue, and he quickly reacted. With a flip of his wrist, the generous and simple long knife was placed in front of him, and just for this simple blocking action, Luo Hua's phantom body exploded. Just broke again.

Peng.

The split empty knife slashed heavily on the ancient long knife.

"As expected of the seventh floor!" Luo Hua took a deep breath. Every third floor of the Tongtian Bridge is a threshold, and the seventh floor represents the entry level test of the third piece of the Cosmic Chaos Monument. Of course, it is necessary to understand more than a dozen mysterious laws just work.

And the two combined attacks he used just now obviously didn't involve the mysterious nature of the law beyond the setting of the man in blue.

"Take another move from me!" Luo Hua shouted, and the saber changed suddenly.

Swipe!

Nearly ten thousand phantoms erupted again.

The bright knife light condenses into a gorgeous and coquettish lotus flower, which begins to wither when it blooms, half blooms, and half withers, the poignant and beautiful picture makes time freeze.

At the same time, at the moment when the sword light appeared, the flow of nebula over the long bridge suddenly stopped.

A pair of eyes under the mask of the man in blue slowly shed tears.

Slap.

When the light of the knife overwhelmed the man in blue, the generous and simple long knife fell on the bridge.

The seventh floor of Tongtian Bridge.

pass!

...

Plane Island Square.

Ai Chen, Qian Shui and other geniuses watched Luo Hua break through the seventh floor, and their hearts were already numb, as if it was a normal thing for Luo Hua to pass.

But Bolan stared blankly at the screen, and murmured at the corner of his mouth: "Is the gap already that big!"

In the 19th year of Chaos City, he broke through the fifth floor of the Tongtian Bridge, and 11 years later, he just managed to break through the sixth floor. He thought he could catch up with Luo Hua, but now... the seventh floor Much harder than the sixth floor.

"Bolan, then Luo Hua is a monster-level genius who may be comparable to Kedi. He can study the two origins of time and space at the same time. As for you, I suggest you focus on space, otherwise you will be far behind by Luo Hua. Even Luo Feng might surpass you!" At this moment, the teachings of the Rainbow Sword King appeared in Bo Lan's mind.

the other side.

Nearly seventy immortal powerhouses watched Luo Hua break through the seventh floor without any surprise on their faces.

"In twenty years, it's normal for Luo Huan to break through the seventh floor."

"Understanding the first strike of "Xue Yan" is the most difficult, but it is easier to delve into the more than a dozen essential mysteries involved in the second strike."

"Indeed, it depends on whether Luo Hua can break through the eighth floor."

Quite a number of powerful kings communicated with each other. With their eyesight, it is easy to see the degree of comprehension of the laws displayed by Luo Hua, but the eighth floor is the test of the entire third picture of the Chaos Monument. The third cut in "Snow Flame" is impossible to break through.

As for how difficult the third strike in "Snow Flame" is, they, who are crowned kings and immortals, know very well in their hearts.

...

At the end of the eighth floor of Tongtian Bridge.

It was still a meteorite, and when Luo Hua flew over, the meteorite made a sound.

"Choose your opponent, warrior, controller, illusionist..."

"I choose Warrior!"

Call for the name of the third artistic conception, preferably a sentence of a poem, the author Jun has not come up with it yet.

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