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Chapter three hundred and seventieth violent wind

The wind is fierce and overbearing!

The howling wind sounded like the roar of an angry dragon.

Halfway up the mountain, the thick fog dispersed, and a heart-stopping scene occurred.

The mountain, which was originally lush and covered with trees and grass, now became bare.

Dark brown rocks are exposed.

The strong wind was like a knife, blowing hard, flying sand and rocks, filling the sky.

At this height, such a fierce and domineering wind is no longer suitable for the survival of vegetation.

As far as the eye can see, it is a desolate place with only flying rocks all over the sky.

Here, ordinary handyman disciples have long since disappeared.

With their abilities, they would not be able to reach such a high level and would have been eliminated midway.

Not only the handyman disciples, but also the ordinary entry-level disciples rarely come here.

There were a few lucky beginners who managed to climb to such a height. As soon as they entered the Gangfeng area, they were caught off guard and some of them were blown head-on by the fierce and overbearing Gangfeng wind.

The spiritual light shone, and the fallen disciple was immediately eliminated.

Several of his companions were shocked.

Some people subconsciously put down their horses, trying to stand firm in the strong wind.

Unfortunately, this person forgot one thing.

In the second level of the "Mountain Climbing" trial, you are not allowed to stop.

The aura shone brightly, and this person was also eliminated.

There were still a few people who reluctantly took a step forward.

However, when they just stepped down, the fierce wind, mixed with gravel, hit their heads and faces, hitting them hard in the face.

These people's true energy has been suppressed and sealed, and they have no power to resist at all.

They screamed in agony, their skin and flesh were torn apart by the beating, and they were bleeding profusely.

His face hurt, he could no longer stand firmly on his feet, and fell backward one after another.

The aura shone and they were all eliminated.

These people are just a microcosm of the large number of entry-level disciples who have broken through the barrier.

Many entry-level disciples, although they have been practicing for seven or eight years, are not weak in their own cultivation, at least at the eighth or ninth level of Qi refining, it is their first time to participate in the Trial of the Three Peaks of Immortal Immortal, and they do not have much experience.

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When faced with the strong wind, these introductory disciples were caught off guard, unable to withstand it at all, and were eliminated one after another.

Relatively speaking, those old disciples who have participated in the Trial of the Three Peaks of Juexian are slightly better.

They were well prepared and could barely stand firm in the strong wind and move forward step by step.

However, their situation is also very critical.

If someone is not careful, someone will be hit in the face by a stone in the strong wind, screaming and falling backward, and will be eliminated from the game.

In the violent wind, there is a spiritual light shining all the time, showing that a person has been eliminated.

Under such circumstances, Han Mo led eight hundred servant disciples and rushed into the strong wind.

Hoo ho ho!

A fierce wind blew, mixed with thumb-sized stones, and hit him head and face.

The eight hundred entry disciples were already prepared at this time because of Han Mo's reminder.

The few people in the front row gave a deep shout, lowered their heads and shrugged, and crashed into the strong wind with a force of collision.

Bang bang bang!

The strong wind was violent, and countless pebbles hit the handyman disciples in the first row hard.

This strong wind is quite magical. It does not come from the direction of east, west, north and south, but blows down hard from the top of the mountain, condescendingly.

Therefore, almost all the wind power is borne by the first row of handyman disciples.

Although they were well prepared, under the violent wind and countless pebbles hitting their faces, the first row of handyman disciples began to be unable to withstand it, their bodies lost their center of gravity, and they were about to fall backwards.

It's too late to say it, but it's soon.

The handyman disciples from the second and third rows quickly stepped forward.

At this time, the formation of the eight hundred handyman disciples was very close, almost people were next to each other, and people were touching each other.

The handyman disciples in the first row were about to fall backwards, but were blocked by the people in the back row. They rushed forward without stopping.

After rushing for more than ten steps in a row, no one was left behind, no one fell down, and no one was eliminated!

unity is strength!

This sentence, at this moment, has been perfectly interpreted.

It is impossible for any one of the eight hundred handyman disciples to be picked out alone and survive the violent wind for even one breath of time.

In the blink of an eye, they will be blown away.

However, eight hundred of them gathered together and formed a turtle-shell-like formation, and they were able to withstand the violent wind.

Miracle, simply a miracle!

At this time, Han Mo took the lead, standing in the front row against the strong wind, and allowed countless small stones to hit him hard on the ground.

Waves of severe pain came over like a tidal wave,

After just a dozen steps, he suffered countless injuries on his body.

But despite this, Han Mo still gritted his teeth tightly, said nothing, and led the eight hundred servant disciples to rush forward.

Rush, rush, rush!

Don’t ask about your future, but ask for a clear conscience!

In this second level of "climbing the mountain" test, they have to win straight away!

The eight hundred handyman disciples, led by Han Mo, became faster and faster, rushing toward the top of the mountain.

This small group of people is like a sky-breaking blade, as if they want to tear through the blockade of Gangfeng and break through the shackles.

An inexplicable momentum rose from each of them.

In the sky above the entire team, they continued to condense, forming a sharp momentum, pointing directly to the top of the mountain.

Go!

Li Ping'an on the side looked at the changes in Han Mo and others, with a smile appearing in his indifferent eyes.

This Han Mo is so interesting!

Han Mo is obviously weak, but yet very strong!

But at this moment, Li Ping'an, who was born with a sword and had unparalleled aptitude, could not do any harm to him due to the violent wind and the pebbles hitting him head and face.

He stood not far from Han Mo, walking in the strong wind as if strolling in a courtyard.

Those pebbles flying all over the sky, as if they had eyes, automatically avoided Li Ping'an's position, and none of them hit him.

All this is really incredible!

There were obviously many pebbles flying around Li Ping'an, but none of them could hit him.

Looking carefully, Li Ping'an was not walking forward in a straight line, but moving left and right, sometimes taking long steps and sometimes taking small steps.

Every time he takes a step, he does not walk randomly, but seems to follow a certain regular trajectory. Not only can he resolve the force of the strong wind, but he can also mysteriously avoid all the pebbles.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Li Ping'an at this time is like a peerless sword unsheathed, following a certain sword path, treating Gangfeng and Pebbles as opponents, and practicing exquisite swordsmanship.

In his eyes, Gangfeng and Xiaoshizi were simply a swordsman with many flaws. Although his attacks were very sharp, his attacks were overwhelming and powerful.

However, there was a big gap between attacks, and he could easily avoid them.

Li Ping'an is worthy of being born as a swordsman and has unparalleled aptitude. He is so strong!

Although Li Ping'an moved erratically, he always followed Han Mo not far away, and he seemed to be very interested in Han Mo.

At this time, Han Mo's team's speed has become very fast, almost reaching the level at the foot of the mountain when they first set off!

This kind of speed is amazing!

Even those old disciples who have participated in the trials of the Three Immortal Peaks cannot reach this level!
Chapter completed!
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