Chapter 117 Layer 6

This scene happened too fast and too shocking. They were all stunned, and their eyes were full of shock. The palm print on Chang Manqiao's face stimulated everyone's eyes. She had to believe that it was not someone else who slapped her in the face. It was Yuncheng's school that hated it up and down, and his mind was full of only peeing "Faze".

Ling Linyu gently covered her mouth, and she couldn't believe that Xia would beat Chang Man in public. The latter was also stunned, the buzzing in his head, and the hot pain came from his face.

"How dare you hit me, you loser how dare you hit me?" Chang Man covered her swollen face with one hand and stared at Zhen Xia angrily. "Don't you let people talk about what you two dog men and women have done?"

Xia Leng's eyes were condensed, "Bang!" He raised his hand again with a heavy slap in the face, and the hearts of everyone in the audience seemed to be half a beat slow. Chang Man staggered under his feet and almost fell to the ground. She raised her head. Her pretty face was as swollen as a steamed bun, and there was still a trace of red blood hanging on the corners of her mouth.

"Hang!" Everyone couldn't help taking a cold breath. It was really cruel. Similarly, everyone shouted happily in their hearts.

Changman was completely stunned, leaving only resentment in his eyes. "I'm going to kill you, you loser. I'm going to kill you two dogs."

"Hmm." Xia's outline was gloomy, and his right hand directly grabbed Chang Man's neck. His voice was extremely cold. "Don't think you are a woman, I dare not touch you. If I dare to talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I'll kill you now."

Jing Xia's words made everyone's backs chill, and I felt a stream of cold air rushing up from the soles of my feet. There was finally a trace of panic in Chang Man's eyes. Looking at the appearance of General Xia, she did not dare to doubt that the other party would really kill herself.

Ling Lin's pretty face changed, and she hurried forward to dissuade her, "Jiang, oh, Fei Ze, let her go quickly."

Loosen Xia's arm, Chang Man slid out, bent her body and kept coughing. Everyone was relieved. Although they felt happy to see Chang Man being beaten, after all, they were from the same door, and they didn't want to see things going big.

"Get out of here." Jiang Xia shouted in a low voice.

This time, it's Chang Man's whole body trembled. Her eyes were full of viciousness, and she bit out a few words fiercely, "Wait for me." After saying that, he ran angrily to the passage on the third floor.

A second after she disappeared, the crowd around her burst into a burst of warm applause. The eyes of "Fese" no longer had any contempt and disdain, but awe from the bottom of their hearts. Jiang Xia was slightly stunned, and then touched his nose, which was quite uncomfortable.

Ling Lin's beautiful eyes gushed out of a trace of worry and blame, and said softly, "You were too impulsive just now. If you hit Chang Man, Li Qiu will not give up."

Li Qiu refers to the five elders' disciples. Chang Man's good relationship, with the strength of the half-step martial king, is absolutely top among the disciples of the Yuncheng School. He raised Xia Jun's eyebrows gently, but he didn't think so. "If you put up with it, she will only be more rampant. When she can't stand it, she should fight back."

"Me?" Ling Lin's eyebrows spread out, "Well, I know."

The two people asked and answered questions, which stunned the disciples present. It seemed that Fei Ze had changed, and the second sister had also changed. In the past, the two eight poles could not hit each other, but they actually cared about each other. Is it true what Chang Man said? Compared with Chang Man's slap just now, this is nothing.

"Let's go! Li Qiu will definitely look for it later. Ling Lin said worriedly.

What puzzled him was that Jianxia actually shook his head, "Since you can't avoid it, you'd better wait for him to come patiently." A half-step martial arts king, General Xia thought that there was no big problem. When he went to the palace in place of the Ye family, the two half-step martial arts kings, Situ Qi and Xie Heng, were not killed by himself.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone cast praise, and this is the man who dares to bear it. In addition to admiration, everyone wondered that the more "Feze" looked at it, the less it looked like it. Why didn't he find his quality before?

Ling Lin frowned slightly, looked around at the strange eyes around, and hesitated. He raised Xia's eyelids and continued, "But before that, I want to do something."

"Emp? What's the matter?"

Xia Shuang smiled and walked towards the passage on the sixth floor under Ling Lin's puzzled eyes. This move scared everyone present a lot.

"He, he wants to go to the sixth floor?"

"Don't he know that the oppression above is more than ten times stronger than here? ......

The noise is full of doubts one after another. You know, in the past few years when the Qingyun Tower was built, except for the elders of King Wu, only Li Qiu, the half-step King of Wu, has been there. Although I don't know how Fei Ze, a sixth-level martial artist, used to improve his strength to eighth level, he still wants to go to the sixth level. In the eyes of everyone, it's too overdose.

Looking at the dark stairs, Xia took a deep breath and gently stepped on the first step. "Da!" As the footsteps fell, Ling Lin's heart shrank. At the same time, an extremely strong sense of oppression hit the summer, first half of the body, and then spread all over the body.

I shocked Xia's body. I didn't expect that the pressure was so great on the first step. I really don't know how much the sixth floor would be. He gritted his teeth, stared at his feet, and the other follower stepped on a higher place.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and stared at the thin back, all of which created the illusion that the young man did not seem to be Federer.

"Come on." Ling Lin's red lips were tightly squeezed, secretly to beat Xia up.

"Da!" Another step fell. While Zhu Xia was under pressure, the people who looked at him were also deeply worried.

Step by step, in the blink of an eye, General Xia can't walk ten steps, and the oppression of spiritual power is more and more fierce. If the fifth floor is carrying a boulder, then General Xia is now carrying a hill. Drops of sweat fell down her forehead, and her body shook heavily. Ling Lin felt that her heart was about to jump out of her body. Her red lips muttered, "Jengxia, give up!" You can't do it."

How sensitive Xia's ears are, coupled with the quiet surroundings, Ling Lin's whispers came to her ears. Looking at more than 20 steps, Xia's blue veins burst out, and a purple light gushed out of his body, "Ah!" He shouted suddenly, and his legs exerted force, "Puff, Puff, Puff,," and the trot leaped up. In a few moments, the teenager's back disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Up, up?"

Everyone present was stunned. A man rubbed his eyes and slapped himself fiercely. He felt the hot pain, but he still didn't want to believe what happened. An eight-level martial artist actually went to the sixth floor of the Qingyun Tower. The next moment, the fifth floor completely boiled and burst into a noise.

"Second sister, he, is he really Feiser?" A man asked in a trembling voice.

Ling Lin's pretty face had a shock that had not subsided. Looking back on the moment of Feng Yangzong, her beautiful eyes showed softness. Only she knows that his name is not Fei Ze, but General Xia.

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The sixth floor of the dim and empty Qingyun Tower has almost no light, but only the clearly visible fog-like spiritual power and mountain-like pressing pressure.

"It's coming up." A smile rose from the corners of Xia's mouth. Although he bowed like an old man at this time, he finally came up. He moved forward slowly, walked to the middle position, and sat down cross-legged with difficulty.

"I hope I can help me break through the nine-level martial arts, so that there is more hope to save Yao'er."

He muttered to Xia, closed his eyes, and began to absorb the spiritual power of the sixth layer. The strong and visible fog-like force wraps Xia in it, and the pervasive invasion conveys the comfortable and wonderful feeling of Xia's skin to her whole body, making Xia find that the force in her body is constantly growing.

There is still time to be happy in the future. The reason is that the pressure of the sixth layer is so great that the front chest and back are squeezed, and it is even difficult to breathe, let alone focus on absorption. Damn it." I cursed fiercely and tried again, but the result was still the same. While transforming spiritual power into force, it was difficult to concentrate at all.

Xia was quite distressed, just like a rich man walking to a slum, empty with wealth, and no place to spend. There are so many spiritual power in the air that I can't absorb it, so I can only stare and be anxious.

Just as Xia was bored, there was a slight tingling in his eyes, and then the dark pupils immediately turned into a faint purple. The next moment, the pressure around Xia's body disappeared and disappeared without a trace. What follows is infinite relaxation. Jiang Xia was surprised and happy. She gently touched her eyes and said to herself, "What secret are you hiding?"

Whenever I encounter a problem, these eyes will bring unexpected surprises, but I still know nothing about it until now, and I can't control its power. I can't use it anytime and anywhere.

With a gentle sigh, he threw away the bad thoughts in his mind, closed his eyes tightly, and then came with strong spiritual power. Without oppression, it can be said that it is twice the result with half the effort. The power of the sixth layer continues to enter the body, and then is transformed into force by itself, just like a whale absorbing water.

About half an hour later, the force in Xia's body became restless again. The speed of circulation was getting faster and faster, and the surrounding air was chaotic, and a circle of powerful momentum emanated from Xia's body. That's absolutely stronger than the eight-level martial artists. After a while, the chaos gradually subsided.

Xia opened her eyes, opened her mouth slightly, and slowly exhaled a turbid breath. The eyes that have turned back to black are full of unconcealed joy, and finally they have broken through the ninth-level martial artist. He turned his eyes and couldn't help looking at the passage to the seventh floor.

Don't wait for Xia to make a decision. He moved his ears and shouted in a low voice, "Who?"

At the top of the stairs on the fifth floor, a slender young man in black appeared, and a little sarcasm could be faintly seen on his handsome face, "Li Qiu."