Which step did Lin Duo take..."

"Lin Duo, Wooden Lane, is the only holder of the eighteen-level record for thousands of years. No one can surpass it!"

Qi Yao said in shock.

Yao Feng's world collapsed, as if he had lost three souls and seven souls. He looked at Lin Bai in horror: "Impossible, impossible. How can you, a waste who takes two hours to pass the first level, break through?"

Level 11!"

"Elder, elder, are these wooden traps broken? Are these wooden traps broken? How could he kill more than a hundred wooden traps with one sword?"

At this time, Yao Feng yelled at the elder guarding Muren Lane.

"Yes, is the wooden man broken?"

"How can you be so weak!"

"There must be something wrong here!"

Many warriors looked at the elder Mu Renxiang and asked.

The elder guarding the wooden man alley said with a serious face: "There is no problem with the wooden man, the man in iron armor, or the man in bronze armor."

"It's just that Lin Bai is too strong!"

It's just that Lin Bai is too strong. These words are like a magic voice, and they will echo in the ears of the warriors who are witnessing this scene for a hundred years from now on.

Many years later, when these warriors told the younger generations of their families that they had seen a heaven-defying swordsman pass the eleventh level of Wooden Lane with one sword strike, their younger warriors did not believe it and asked:

If there were such a powerful warrior, he would be a god.

They replied: Maybe he is a god.
Chapter completed!