The seventh layer, the top of the pagoda, is also the place where the spatial vitality is the thickest, the pressure is like a mountain, the pressure is out of breath, the wind is like a knife, the cheeks of the person who cut it hurt, Zhang Mochen just stepped on the first step, and his legs bent irresistibly.

Pushing the mid-level element's breath to the extreme, Zhang Mochen gritted his teeth and slowly stood up straight, seemingly a bent leg to get up, but sweat quickly seeped out from his face.

'Knock, knock, knock...'

Heavy footsteps sounded every few seconds, and Zhang Mochen's snort was a little heavy, like an old cow pulling a cart full of goods struggling to climb the slope.

Suddenly, a stronger gust of wind pressure came towards him, Zhang Mochen raised his eyes violently, and saw a figure like a kite that had broken the line in the wind, falling straight down from the staircase.

"Qian River!"

Zhang Mochen's sword eyebrows sank, the gray aura exploded instantly, and his two feet went up and down, resisting the pressure of the mountain at the same time, firmly tied the center of gravity, and just when Qian He was about to fall over his head, he pulled it down with both arms.

Qian He, who was shocked by the pressure of space, was not only as heavy as the body, but the strong inertia made Zhang Mochen feel that he had been hit by a meteorite, Rao was prepared, but he still fell heavily with Qian He to the fifth layer.

When he saw the lightning-like cracks crisscrossing the ground, he hurriedly walked to Qian He, who was already covered with blood at the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Are you okay?"

With Zhang Mochen's support, Qian He sat up with difficulty, wiped the red on the corner of his mouth, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart, then showed a sincere smile and replied: "It's okay, thank you, brother!"

Relieved, Zhang Mochen looked back at the stairs, as if it was not the steps to the seventh floor, but the sword mountain leading to hell, his sword eyebrows frowned, his eyes were resolute, he looked at Qian He with an unyielding smile, and said, "Try again?"

Qian He's eyes that were also staring at the stairs flashed, and he could see that he was unwilling, however, after a while, he shook his head and replied: "Forget it, forcible behavior will hurt the roots, I'd better stay here." ”

A person who has just stepped into the threshold of the Yuan General can walk to the sixth layer, which is enough to be proud of, Zhang Mochen smiled heartily and said, "It's okay, then I'll go up!"

Qian He nodded, and just as Zhang Mochen turned around, the words that had been hesitating for a long time in his throat finally came out: "Be careful, he's on top!"

Who else could he be besides Qian Jiang in the mouth of Qian He? Falling from the altar and his father being martyred, all of this was due to Zhang Mochen, even if Qian Feihong had mediated it, how could the hatred in Qian Jiang's heart be so easily resolved? Moreover, just yesterday, Zhang Mochen killed You Ke in front of him in front of him in public, which was a naked insult.

"Thank you!" Zhang Mochen didn't turn around, and walked up the stairs with a word of thanks, Qian Jiang had expected some moves, but Qian He could kindly remind him, indicating that this friend was worth making.

In just a few dozen steps, it took more than an hour, and the coercion of the spatial vitality can be imagined, when Zhang Mochen stepped over the last step, his clothes were wet, and a few strands of hair stuck together, as if he had just been drenched in a heavy rain.

When Zhang Mochen stepped on the seventh floor, outside the tower, in addition to Qian Feihong and other cores, other clansmen who had nothing to do also rushed over, and when they saw that the corners of the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh floors of the pagoda were lit up, they all had envy in their eyes and whispered hot discussions.

"Hey, when will I be able to enter the martial arts hall, it's not very demanding, just let me take it on the first floor for a few days. ”

"What are you bragging about? Just you, a beginner elementary, still want to stay on the first layer for a few days? I'm afraid that you'll be crushed into a meatloaf as soon as you enter. ”

A young man in his early twenties in the crowd looked at the pagoda excitedly, but his self-talk not only provoked ridicule from his partner, but also caused a burst of laughter around him, but the young man did not think so, and still looked ahead very seriously.

Qian Bi stood beside Qian Feihong, and when he found that the old man's eyes had been staring at the seventh floor of the pagoda, a trace of displeasure flashed in his deep eyes, because he knew that his son would never set foot there, so he rolled his eyes and smiled at the latter: "Father, the little ones of this session are not simple. ”

Qian Feihong's heart was like a mirror, he smiled and nodded: "Well, the bloodline is not declining, it is really the luck of my Qian family." The corner of the tower on the sixth floor is supposed to be lit by the river, yes, you can walk there just after breaking through to the junior general, and you can teach!"

Qian Bi's heart was beautiful, and he hurriedly bowed his hand and said with a smile: "This is all taught by my father, I told Guohe'er to seize this opportunity to enter the martial arts hall to cultivate, and strive to glorify the ancestors in the selection of the Danshi Guild!"

"Haha, good, good!" Qian Feihong smiled with relief and deliberately terminated the conversation, and Qian Bi, who had achieved his goal, also stood back to the side honestly, and the little abacus in his heart crackled.

Inside the tower, Zhang Mochen was panting and breathing, while adapting to the pressure of the seventh layer as soon as possible, and after a while, when he tried to take a step, he was shocked to find that his legs could not be lifted at all, just like a pair of shackles on the ground, which tied him to death.

"What a coercion!"

There was still a chaotic fog in front of him, Zhang Mochen stared for a moment, then gritted his teeth, and the gray aura bloomed, so he moved a small step.

It seems that there is no wind, but it seems to be in the wind, Zhang Mochen bent over, calmed his face, dragged his heavy steps, and walked forward little by little, what made him even more shocked was that every time he took a step forward, the coercion in the space would be a little stronger.

After walking a distance of five meters, Zhang Mochen stopped, gasping for breath, sweat on his cheeks like raindrops.

At this moment, a palm wind suddenly struck out from the mist in front of him, the power was not great, and it was equivalent to the attack of Yuan Shi, but under the pressure of this thick space, the lethality could not be said to be the same.

Zhang Mochen's eyes sank, tilted his head back, and when the sudden palm wind blew a galloping whistle in his ears, he was also distracted by the pressure of space and pressed to kneel on one knee, and a spiderweb-like crack cracked under his knee.

I had no intention of going against you, but you were bored with yourself, and in that case, it would have fulfilled you.

Zhang Mochen stood up with a sigh of relief, the murderous aura burst out fiercely from Ning Su's eyes, he shouted with force, and raised his fist to blast away, but he used all his strength, but it was as slow as a turtle crawling.

Seeing Zhang Mochen rushing slowly, Qian Jiang's figure was also revealed from the fog, his handsome face was a little distorted by the coercion of space, coupled with the cold and murderous aura in his eyes, he looked very hideous, and then rushed over with the same shout.

The two mid-tier elementals would rush towards each other like a slow-motion replay, which looked a little funny, but it wasn't intentional on their part, it was because they had to urge most of their breath to resist the coercion in the space while launching an offensive.

In such an environment, the two bared their teeth and grinned for several minutes, and the process looked like an ordinary person fighting, but when they separated again, they both supported their knees with their hands and gasped for air.

"Qianjiang, if you are obsessed again, don't blame me for being ruthless. Zhang Mochen said coldly.

"Hehe, are you still light?" Qian Jiang replied with a vicious gaze.

Looking at Qian Jiang, who was gradually losing his mind because of hatred, Zhang Mochen pursed his lips helplessly, not only did he not get angry, but on the contrary, he had a trace of sympathy, and said: "Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, if you have been stubborn because you were defeated by me in the clan comparison, your mind is too small-minded, and this will do you no harm to your future achievements." As for your father's matter, if you hadn't attacked me with a secret weapon, the truth about what happened back then would not have been revealed. ”

"Hehe, I've let you say anything. Qian Jiang sneered, and then said: "Even if my skills are not as good as others, even if my father deserves it, but how can you explain the matter of Yuke?

Zhang Mochen shook his head and replied, "I think you should know that You Ke used to be a member of the Shang family, but do you know why he left the Shang family?"

Qian Jiang looked at Zhang Mochen angrily, as if he didn't want to listen to his explanation at all, the right hand that was already behind his back, and the green vitality was condensing little by little.

Zhang Mochen couldn't be unaware of Qian Jiang's small movements, but he still calmly continued: "The head of the Shang family's branch that day was called He Da, who used to be Youke's subordinate, and when He Da was out on a mission, Youke raped his wife and slapped his ten-year-old son to death with one palm. If it hurts your face, I'll say I'm sorry to you now, but if I had to choose again, I would not hesitate to trample that filthy maggot to death. ”

The vitality that was already lethal suddenly dissipated, and a trace of clarity squeezed out of Qian Jiang's vicious eyes, "You, what you said is true?"

"Although I had some trouble with Yuke, I didn't kill him, all because I promised to avenge him. Zhang Mochen solemnly replied: "Moreover, if I want to humiliate you in public, I can't make a fuss about Yuke." What do you say?"

Qian Jiang didn't reply immediately, but the ruthlessness in his eyes was melting little by little, and after a while, he put down his hostile attitude and said indifferently: "I will investigate Yuke's matter, if it is as you said, then he is innocent, but if you dare to lie to me, even if one of the words you said just now is false, I will not let you go." ”

Seeing Qian Jiang turn around and walk towards the mist, Zhang Mochen smiled slightly, although the former was a little untouchable, but in the face of great right and wrong, his heart was not completely confused by hatred.

After a moment of pranayama, Zhang Mochen stepped forward, the consumption of the fight made his steps heavier, but in those sharp eyes, the color of tenacity has never been extinguished, and Qian Jiang has already chosen a suitable place to practice cross-legged.