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How can Zhang Xiaojian's speed be that two people can catch up with, in an instant, has arrived at the unintentional side, asked: "what's the matter, why don't you run?"

"No, I feel very stuffy in my chest. It seems that the weight of a kilogram is on my body and I can't move at all." No intention to frown, the expression is very painful.

Zhang Xiaojian felt very surprised, looked around no one to do bad, but unintentional appearance is not pretending. It looks like this tower is weird.

Let go of the perception ability, Zhang Xiaojian found that the tower with nothing to look at has been banned.

There are nine layers in the tower, and the six layers seem to be the limit that can be resisted unintentionally.

He is a master in the middle stage of foundation construction, so the prohibition can be ignored. It's understandable if you don't feel it.

If he had no intention to go up now, he could. However, the meaning of presiding over them was very obvious. He wanted to see who his disciples were and what level of cultivation they had reached?

If this is the case, then the beginning of a group fight seems to be useless, but also a waste of spiritual power, thought of here, Zhang Xiaojian can not help but smile bitterly.

If you can't go up, you can't go there. It's good to be here. The last two are estimated to be no better than the seventh floor. If something happens then, it's not too late to think of a way.

Zhang Xiaojian nodded and threw a pill to unintentional, and he began to go up again.

At this time, the two people had already caught up with him, but they had already felt the pressure of prohibition when they were on the fifth floor. They started to slow down and walked to the unintentional position. They were also exhausted.

Wu Xiang looks good, but merciless has already shown the difficulty.

Two people look at still not flustered to go up Zhang Xiaojian are surprised.

This is definitely not a fluke, this is the real force, the absolute strength, the two people are completely convinced this time.

After unintentional side of time, looked at unintentional, face no longer has the meaning of irony, no phase patted unintentional shoulder, did not speak.

That kind of huge pressure is constantly increasing. When the two people reach the seventh level, their faces have been distorted.

It's difficult to breathe. It's impossible to have it up.

"Elder martial brother, I can't leave. If you can, you can continue." Said mercilessly.

Wu Xiang stopped, gasped for breath, shook his head and said, "I can't do it, I can't walk. It seems that the first one has no chance with us."

Several crystal tears fell down from the air, I don't know where they were blown by the wind.

At this time, Zhang Xiaojian was already standing on the top of the nine story tower, her clothes fluttering like a fairy.

It's almost time. Everyone's eyes are looking at it. Everyone feels that the curtain of today's contest has come to an end. First and third, they are martial uncle Kongo's disciples. It's quite surprising that Kongo thinks that even if he dreams, he can't achieve this end. He can't help but cry.

But at this time, the original stay at the end of the sixth floor did not move for a while, hard to open the pace.

"No intention. Don't try to be brave. It's already very good." Empty valley heartache, is really heartache.

Unintentional eyes slightly spit out, step by step forward, as if nothing heard the same.

Psychic power is running. Because of the high pressure outside, the psychic power is losing very quickly?

No intention to look at no phase, heartless two people bite teeth to insist.

One step, two steps, as if every step was exhausted.

"No, you're not going to die." Zhang Xiaojian knows that this kind of spiritual power forbids harm to people and wants to stop it.

"Elder martial brother, I'm not reconciled. I can still go." Inadvertently forced to shout out a word.

After taking another step unintentionally, he suddenly fell on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.

I wipe it. What's the trouble. Zhang Xiaojian thought.

With the flow of time, the fragrance of time is almost burnt out, only a small piece is left, and the distance between unintentional and non phase is less than ten steps.

"No intention, come on, get up." No phase and heartless two people keep shouting. At that moment, their hearts even more admire this little younger martial brother.

Unwillingly support the body, want to stand up, but have no strength.

He began to crawl on the ground, and every time it was disturbing.

Three steps, two steps, one step Unintentional finally catch up with Wu Xiang, merciless.

In fact, at that moment, Wu Xiang had the strength to kick Wu Xin down, but he didn't, stretched out his hand and held him tightly.

"It's time." Someone yelled.

The spiritual pressure on the tower disappeared instantly, unintentionally, impersonally and mercilessly. Several people instantly relaxed a lot.

Zhang Xiaojian almost instantly arrived at the unintentional side, a pill has been sent into his mouth, at the same time, a pale golden light has covered his body, and the spiritual power has been continuously injected.A quarter of an hour later, inadvertently, this just returned to normal, looking at a few people smile, asked out a cry and laugh words: "I'm not dead yet."

Prajna looked at a few people on the stand, and after a few words with the people next to her, she turned and left.

Martial arts competition officially ended, the first place, Kongo's disciple Zhang Xiaojian, the second, juxtaposition, no phase, merciless.

The third place is still empty valley's disciple unintentionally.

Tomorrow, the first three disciples will officially enter the Lingquan forbidden area for one month's practice.

After the announcement of the result, the contest was over. Zhang Xiaojian invited the useless out of the space ring. Just as she was about to go back, someone came to stop Zhang Xiaojian and Konggu. Said Prajna and told them to go.

Zhang Xiaojian frowned, heart said, call master can, ask oneself to do in the past.

All the way around, I didn't think of any results.

After seven turns and eight turns, he came to a clean meditation room, and Konggu said in a regular way: "disciple Konggu, please meet me."

"Come in." A voice came from the room, old but full of power.

Zhang Xiaojian walked in behind the empty valley.

The light in the room was a little dim, and a faint smell of sandalwood came over.

The room is very simple, opposite is a bed, next to a bookcase, on which are all kinds of Buddhist scriptures.

As soon as they were standing up, they felt something was wrong.

Looking up, Prajna's hand suddenly extended forward, the palm of the palm was covered with golden light, and the space was twisted. The body of empty valley was unstable and had already run for a long time.

Big King Kong Prajna hand, Zhang Xiaojian ate already, both hands have made a reaction, quickly draw a semicircle on the chest, and then push out.