Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 853 Fourth Floor
第380章四层
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Yi Xifeng laughed loudly, stepped back quickly, and grabbed the round mirror in front of the throne.

"Three strikes and one victory are not martial arts, if you have the ability, come in and fight...!"

Before Yi Xifeng could say the word "tick" in his voice, he was pulled into the crack by a suction force.

The big man took two steps forward and wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Shu Zhijuan, who frowned and said, "I'm afraid that kid has already mastered some of the rules of using the treasures. If we follow up, it is very likely that we will be played and manipulated by him." among."

"Forget it?" The thick-faced man was a little unwilling, and murmured, "I have come all the way, and there is not even a fart left. I might as well master the things before I mastered them on the second floor!"

"What's the rush? It's not too late to go back and practice the first two floors. The focus is on the fourth floor." Shu Zhijuan showed a smile, "The passage to the fourth floor cannot be cracked. It's missing something that makes people feel uncomfortable. Isn't it a good thing for us to have an opponent with palpitations?"

"When you say good luck, you mean we're here?" A lazy voice came from the door of the Frozen Hall. If Yi Xifeng heard it at this moment, he would be pissed off...

Everyone in the God Sect suddenly turned their heads, only to see three of them were wearing the robes of Zhenwu Hall, and one of them was wearing casual clothes. It wasn't the four Yang Hua who escaped from the secret room just now, who were they?
Shu Zhijuan took a step forward, cupped his hands slightly and said, "I'm a disciple of the God Sect, Shu Zhijuan, and I've met everyone in the Zhenwu Hall."

"Stop talking nonsense, where did Junior Brother Li hide from you?" He Buchi asked.

Shu Zhijuan exchanged glances with the burly man beside him, and said with a smile, "Is he a white and clean student in Zhenwutang's costume?"

At this moment, there are only three warriors in the sect of the gods, and there are three small tits on the side of the Zhenwutang. The advantage in numbers is irreplaceable.

They can only try to avoid this battle as much as possible, just like how Yi Xifeng faced the three of them at that time.

Yang Hua frowned slightly. According to the footprints in the snow, he judged that one person came to the hall first, and then someone followed, and then the footprints of three people walking together.

Counting the dead Sun Jiu'er and Zhao Shengyan, the two in front should be Jin Zaomu and Li Chengtao, and the three of them walking together are the three disciples of the divine religion in front of them.

The three of them didn't do anything to their own side on the second floor before. It should be that there was internal strife within the divine religion.

Seeing He Buchi asking aggressively at this moment, Yang Hua patted He Buchi on the shoulder and said, "Junior Brother He, don't be impatient."

Shu Zhijuan showed an innocent look on his face, and said: "When the three of us came, we did see a disciple of Zhenwu Hall holding a bronze mirror, but when he saw us, he ran away without turning his head..."

He pretended to be sorry and said: "We just want to find the secret law of the gods left by our ancestors on the fourth floor, and we don't want to be your enemy."

After hearing this, the hunky man beside Shu Zhijuan let out a cold snort, and loosened his eager fists.

Yang Hua clasped his fists slightly, and said loudly: "Understood, Zhenwutang came here to find a way out, and try to avoid unnecessary conflicts."

"But..." He changed the subject and said in a cold voice, "If there is any act of threatening the disciples of Zhenwu Hall, Zhenwu Hall will definitely break the net and fight to the death!"

"So, can you tell me about the whereabouts of our Zhenwu Hall disciple Li Chengtao?"

Hearing Yang Hua's questioning tone at the end, Shu Zhijuan felt relieved, pointed to the round mirror floating in front of the throne in the hall, and said, "He touched that round mirror, and then he disappeared."

"Disappear?!" Yang Hua frowned.

"That's right, maybe he was too impatient. As far as I know, the space around this floating round mirror is extremely unstable. We are also discussing how to find a route to the next floor." Shu Zhijuan said lightly.

"Why don't you let them also enter the turbulent space?" The thick-faced man asked through sound transmission.

"Do you think they will believe it? A perfect lie requires most of the true information to cover up the slightest falsehood." Shu Zhijuan replied via voice transmission, "You see, they can't make the death of their companions , it came down to us."

He watched the four people from Zhenwu Hall discussing something on the other side of the hall, and showed a sneer.

"I know they're probably lying, but it's true that Junior Brother Li has disappeared, and I can't sense that he's around." Yang Hua looked at He Buchi and sighed.

"Judging from the fact that the footprints are covered by snow, Junior Brother Li and the three of the God Sect can only be in contact for a stick of incense. Do you think that with his level, he can't fight for a stick of incense?" Ling Ruoxue couldn't help but added. .

He Buchi looked resentful, "Blame me for being too stupid, for not being able to find out the hidden trick in the secret room sooner."

The little tit comforted: "Brother Li is auspicious, and he will be fine."

"Let's wait for him here. Fortunately, there will be no blizzard in this hall. Everyone is recharged. The fourth floor may be more difficult than the third floor." Yang Hua looked at the circular mirror suspended in front of the throne and muttered. road.

After an unknown amount of time, Yi Xifeng heard a calling from the round mirror on his chest.

"Are you still alive?"

"You have something to say..."

"I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

Yi Xifeng stood up, with the sound of water gurgling in his ears, he looked up subconsciously, but found no trace of running water above his head, he couldn't help touching his forehead and said: "What floor are we on?"

"Four." Jingling replied briefly.

Hearing its weak voice, Yi Xifeng explored forward and said helplessly, "It's useless to send you my true essence, so you might as well rest for a while."

The sound of running water became more and more intense, and Yi Xifeng walked to the back of a waterfall.

Bypassing the waterfall, there is a huge stone platform in front of it. Around the stone platform, there are more than a dozen waterfalls falling from high altitude, hitting the stones on the ground, making a loud "booming" sound.

And sitting on the stone platform was a man, his face was pale and bloodless, and his silver-white hair was scattered on his shoulders.

At this moment, he slowly opened his eyes, stood up slowly, and looked towards Yi Xifeng.

"I knew that you are unique." There was a sneer on the man's face, he stood up and stared at Yi Xifeng.

"Jinzaomu!" Yi Xifeng broke out in a cold sweat from behind.

"Hey! Hey, wake up!" Yi Xifeng's consciousness called Jingling.

"Why..." Jing Ling's voice was a little tired and seemed to be about to fall asleep.

"Can you let me go back to the third floor? If I met this lunatic, I might as well go back and beat those three people." Yi Xifeng grinned wryly.

If the goal of the three members of the third-level divine sect is the round mirror in his hand, then Jin Zaomu's goal is him. The former can hand over the round mirror to save his life, while the latter...

"No!" Jing Ling replied angrily, and then refused to respond no matter how Yi Xifeng yelled.

(End of this chapter)