"Jingle Bell~"

In Jinshan Temple, two elderly monks sit facing each other and play chess. One of the monks, who looked like an angry Vajra, was startled when he heard the crisp sound of a bell in his ears. All the pieces in your hand fell on the board.

The old monk frowned and looked at the place where the chess pieces landed, and this step was almost tantamount to suicide. But when the chess piece took root, he couldn't move the chess piece any more.

The two of you walked back and forth a few more steps.

"I admit defeat!" The monk frowned and chose to give up, looking at the situation that had been good for him, but now it had become lifeless.

"You still have a chance to play this game, and you're sure you've given up like that. Another kind-eyed elderly monk asked, smiling at the chessboard.

"Alas...... Senior brother, you know that my mind is in turmoil at this time, so why do you want to test me like this again?" the angry-eyed monk sighed and shook his head.

"Since you know that your mind is in turmoil, why are you still so obsessed?"

"I just can't figure it out, senior brother, why did you agree to the alliance leader to let those little cubs take charge of the Western Regions. The angry-eyed monk had a look of displeasure on his face.

"Does it matter?" the kind-eyed monk smiled.

"I just don't understand, even if the alliance leader wants to build up some of his power in the Western Regions, will those little cubs really be used by him?"

"Senior brother, you are in love. The kind-eyed monk shook his head. "Whether it's the king of the Western Regions or the alliance leader, do we need to care so much about the secular struggle between them? ”

"Having said that, but Senior Brother, do you really think we can completely get out of this struggle?"

"Definitely. The monk clasped his hands together and shook his head, "If you don't borrow the power of the other three alliances, it will be difficult to compete with the king of the Western Regions with the alliance leader's own forces." But don't forget, the king has always been fun-loving, and the leader of the alliance is also a wise man. As long as he can truly grasp the degree of that king, then the Western Regions will be a different scene. And when the time comes, we will be able to stop talking about these things altogether. ”

"You can say it's easy. The angry-eyed monk sighed, "If only it really went that well." ”

"To be honest, I'm not worried at all. The kind-eyed monk smiled and said no more.

Have you already reached the eighth layer? This group of people is really as the king said, not to be underestimated!

The Monk with Loving Eyebrows and the Angry Eye Monk looked in the direction of Leifeng Pagoda at the same time at this time. There was no one to speak, and at first glance it looked like two sculptures.

Seeing the two people on the field fighting inextricably, Qiao Feng couldn't help but gradually wrinkle his brows, how long will it take to play according to this style of play!

Qiao Feng kept playing the Dragon Ba song, and at the same time used his brain to start thinking of a way.

"Sanshui, doesn't this bloodthirsty sword king have weaknesses?" Qiao Feng asked Yu Sanshui with a sound transmission earring.

"I don't know if he has it! I think this thing was killed by the newly famous Frost Sword God in a sword! Even if he has a weakness, no one will know about it!"

"I, why is this guy so difficult!This kind of wide-opening and closing move is not drillable at all!" Thinking of this, Qiao Feng looked even more worried.

"Humph!"

On the field, King Wei Ming swung away Baya's fist with a sword, and Baya was unsteady on his feet, and he took two steps back before standing still.

"Damn!" Seeing that Baya had lost the upper hand, the humanoid black panther shouted and wanted to step forward.

"Don't come here!" Barya shouted, "This is a fight between me and him!"

Hearing this, the panther had to stop. But he was still on the sidelines.

Baya's heart was pressed with a lot of fire at this time. All along, he had been fighting for him as Qiao Feng's vanguard general, but as Qiao Feng's strength slowly improved, his existence value seemed to slowly begin to shrink.

After following Qiao Feng for so long, Baya also knew in his heart that Qiao Feng would not mind these things. Because Qiao Feng's side is full of strong people, he doesn't have to worry about his lack of strength at all. But Baya can't get past himself. He couldn't stand being pulled far away by others on the road to becoming stronger.

Although it is very likely that Baya will not be able to rise to a higher level because of racial restrictions, he just doesn't accept that he has fallen behind others. So on the one hand, his behavior is also to squeeze his own strength, hoping to be promoted.

"Good boy, what a pity!" The Bloodthirsty Sword King Wei Ming glanced at Baya with an appreciative look, but it was only a glance, and then the expression on his face changed to a sinister smile again.

"Come on!" Baya moved his wrist and took a step forward.

But with this step, he was shaken by the sunlight reflected by the armor scattered on the ground.

Wait a minute...... Is it already noon?

Baya looked at the fragments of armor scattered on the ground and thought.

"What's the matter?, scared?" the bloodthirsty sword king saw that Ba Yalen was still in place, and thought that Ba Ya was timid.

"How is it possible?" suddenly a smile appeared on Barya's face. "It's you who should be afraid. ”

"Hmph, a dead duck has a hard mouth. The bloodthirsty sword king strode towards Baya with a giant sword.

Baraya stood motionless, as if waiting for the armored man to come over.

Approaching, King Wei Ming slashed down with a sword without any fancy head.

Baya made a mistake and avoided the greatsword. At the same time, a piece of armor under his feet was kicked into a specific position by him, seemingly unintentionally.

"Huh?" This little action was not noticed by the bloodthirsty sword king Wei Ming, but Qiao Feng did. You must know that in the past battles, Baya has always fought hard-fought with people, and has never dodged. And he could have avoided that piece of armor just now, so why did he waste his time kicking that piece of armor?

"Oh, you're smart?" The armor man didn't seem to expect Baya to hide. With a cold snort, the giant sword swept towards Baya's body again.

Baya still nimbly dodged, and this time still kicked off a piece of armor.

In this way, one person cut and one person hid, Qiao Feng gradually understood what Baya was doing.

"You kid! I thought you were a character just now!What's the matter?, are you just hiding now?" The bloodthirsty sword king, King Wei Ming, couldn't catch the baya who had become like a loach at this time, and suddenly became a little impatient. "If you hide like this again, I'm really welcome!"

After saying this, King Wei Ming slashed down with another sword.

"You're running out of time. Baya suddenly straightened up and caught the greatsword. The expression is cold.

"What?" King Wei Ming subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but it was too late.

A beam of sunlight shone right on a piece of armor around it. The sunlight was reflected off by the armor. What's even more peculiar is that this ray of sunlight was reflected again and again by these scattered armor with very strange angles, and finally shot straight at the pair of scarlet orangutan eyes of King Wei Ming.

"Ahh

It's now! Baya seized the opportunity and snatched the giant sword from King Wei Ming's hand.

The first scene that King Wei Ming saw after his eyes recovered, and the last scene he saw before he fell unconscious, was a giant sword struck at his own sun**.

And the one holding the giant sword is none other than Baya.

Looking at King Wei Ming, who fell to the ground and fainted, Baya took a few breaths of breath with a giant sword, it was really not easy to dodge the attack of this King Wei Ming! But looking at the helmet that had been deformed by himself, Baya's heart still felt a sense of accomplishment.

"Good guy! Baya, you have been with me for so long, I don't know that you are still a scholar!"

Putting away the electric guitar, Qiao Feng walked over and patted Baya's shoulder with a look of surprise.

"That's it, it's hidden and won't leak you!" Miss Qixi also praised it.

Hearing this, Baya just smiled quietly and said nothing. This is very much in line with his usual painting style of quiet beautiful men.

"Take this greatsword! We don't kill, but we still have to take the spoils of war. Qiao Feng looked at the giant sword in Baya's hand and said with a smile.

Looking at the giant sword in his hand, Bara nodded, and then found a rope to carry the giant sword on his back.

The spiral staircase on the eighth floor rises again, and the floor of the last floor is finally opened.

"It's finally over!" Qiao Feng breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the spiral staircase, and took the lead to walk up.

The others followed him one by one to the ninth floor of the Leifeng Pagoda.

"Huh, how did they deal with that bloodthirsty sword king so quickly?" Inside the Jinshan Temple, a quiet picture was shattered by the sound of a crisp startling bird bell.

"What a surprise to me!" the kind-eyed monk smiled. "This bloodthirsty sword king was notoriously brutal and difficult back then, it seems that we still underestimated the strength of this group of people!"

"In that case, they'll really get their hands on it!" the angry-eyed monk frowned, "but is that really good?"

"What's the matter! This is also the rule of Leifeng Tower, isn't it? Don't worry, remove those disciples, let's play another game of chess. ”

“...... All right. The angry-eyed monk nodded, and then released an envoy to report the news, and he himself sat back on the side of the chessboard.

"Wow, this ninth floor is really small!" Miss Qixi looked at the ninth floor of Leifeng Pagoda, which was empty and only had a lotus-shaped floating platform, and let out a sigh of emotion.

"What's the use of a scene design that places rewards for successful breakthroughs? Qiao Feng pursed his lips and walked towards the floating platform.

When I got closer, sure enough, nine lotus seeds emitting golden light were floating quietly above the floating platform.

"How do you take this down?" Miss Qixi looked at the lotus seeds curiously.

"Just get started!" a voice suddenly appeared, and then a golden light flew out of the floating platform.

A stout man in a trench coat appeared on the ninth floor of the Leifeng Tower.

"Wow! Can there still be Tibetans here?" Miss Qixi was startled by this figure.

"It should ...... Just a phantom. Qiao Feng looked at the man in the trench coat who seemed to be a little illusory and spoke.

"Yes, I'm a phantom, but it's not easy to meet me. The phantom turned around as he spoke.

A resolute face came into everyone's eyes. But no matter how Qiao Feng looked at it, he felt that the expression on this face was a little playful.

"Is it because of the time?" Qiao Feng asked, "Is it possible to see this phantom only if you successfully break through to the ninth layer within the specified time?"

"That's right!" the man snapped his fingers and smiled at Qiao Feng and nodded.

"So, can I ask who you are?" Qiao Feng tilted his head to look at the man.

"Do you need to ask?" the phantom man smiled as he lifted the corner of his mouth, "Don't tell me you don't know who I am?"

"Well...... Qiao Feng scratched his side face, "I guess, you are the king of the Western Regions, right?"

"Hmm. It's a fake!" the phantom man nodded. "Then guess why I left an illusion here?"

Guess what, this king is really as Mr. Rubik's Cube said, very ** play!

Qiao Feng smiled a little speechlessly, but he still had to be polite to others, after all, their group of people was still on other people's territory.

"I guess you want to give me some reward after I expressed my friendship to you, don't you?" Qiao Feng said with a hippie smile.

This is not a joke, the drill rat that Qiao Feng and they encountered at the beginning should be the person of this king. When he released the mouse, he also said that he would let it bring it to its master.

"Hehe, you guy is really cheeky!

Hearing the phantom man reveal his identity, Qiao Feng was not surprised at all. Instead, he nodded proudly.

"However, there is indeed a reward for breaking through this Leifeng Pagoda in such a short period of time. The phantom man said, gesturing to the pontoon. "The liquid in that floating platform can turn you into copper skin and iron bones. But if you don't reach the ninth floor within the shortest time limit, the liquid will flow into the inside of the platform. So, you've shown enough strength, and the liquid is yours. ”

"That's it?" Qiao Feng asked after glancing at the floating platform.

"And what else do you want?" the phantom man smiled slyly.

"Don't make a fuss, tell me quickly, what are the restrictions of that thing?" Qiao Feng looked at the phantom man with a smile. With his ** playful character, it is indispensable to play tricks.

"Oops, it's been discovered!" the phantom man stuck out his tongue and said, "It's nothing, it's just that it hurts to rub it on your body." ”

"Oh. Qiao Feng nodded knowingly, but he didn't believe it.

"Okay, that's it, Qiao Feng, goodbye. We'll see you sooner or later. The phantom man smiled and waved his hand, then turned into a golden light again and flew into the pontoon.

Looking at the golden oily liquid flowing in the floating platform, Qiao Feng said lightly: "Baya, do you dare to gamble?"