After saying that, the disciple jumped back to the nineteenth step without looking back, waiting in his eyes.

So, Shen Xiaole and Wu Zihan continued to fight.

"Who the hell are you, hiding so deeply!"

Shen Xiaole frowned, feeling that this person was not simple.

"You don't care who I am, you just need to know, the first is mine!"

"It's ridiculous!"

As soon as Shen Xiaole thought that her master was still waiting for Yuansheng Qilan to save her life, she lost interest and continued to entangle with this person.

With a wave of her long sword, countless violent storms and snowstorms suddenly erupted, and the entire Thirty Steps felt as if they were on an ice field.

Blizzard scraped on Wu Zihan's body like a knife, his brows furrowed, he took a step back, and used his mana to defend with all his might.

When it comes to duels, the most taboo thing is to defend with all your might.

Once you start defending, it's the beginning of the opponent's unbridled attack!

With a swing of Shen Xiaole's long sword, he directly slashed Wu Zihan with a sword, kicked him down, and rolled down to the twenty-ninth step.

The winner is decided.

There was a burst of screams from the stands, and everyone was excited.

It's been a long time since I've had a chance to see such a wonderful showdown!

After defeating Wu Zihan, Shen Xiaole continued to climb up the thirty-third step without looking back.

The higher he went, the greater the pressure, and Shen Xiaole's pace slowed down.

She gritted her teeth and continued to go up, and it was almost fast, and she would soon be able to win the championship.

If you win the championship, you will be able to save the master, and as soon as the master wakes up, she will be fine!

Thirty-one order, thirty-second order, soon it will be thirty-third order!

Shen Xiaole's heart tugged, and the people in the entire stand who followed her were worried.

On the main seat, Zixin looked at Shen Xiaole with satisfaction, and nodded with a smile.

"Hey, senior brother, the disciples of our Jiuxing Mountain are not outstanding, but they let the disciples outside the door steal their eyeballs, as the head of the sect, shouldn't you be sad?"

Ziyi's yin and yang strange voice came.

Zixin turned his head to look at him: "I think the junior brother seems to be in a good mood." ”

At this time, Zi, who was sitting on the side, snorted angrily, and his face was extremely dark the whole time.

"Oh, Senior Brother Ziyin, now Xiaole is also a disciple of the Temple of the Gods, don't smile with a stiff face. ”

Ziyi amused the serious Ziyin funny.

Ziyi was even more annoyed, turned his head, and simply ignored the two of them.

This reaction drew chuckles from Zixin and Ziyi.

At this moment, Shen Xiaole finally climbed to the thirty-third step under the watchful eye of everyone.

In front of her eyes was the stone monument that symbolized victory, and she just had to put her hand on it and she would win!

At this moment, she stretched out her hand towards the stele, and a beam of light came up from behind her, blocking her in front of her.

I saw that the beam of light turned into a mirror.

In the image, Tie Er, who she hired to take care of Qi Wei, was pouring arsenic water into Qi Wei and pouring it down!

Shen Xiaole trembled and turned his head suddenly.

I saw that above the thirty-second steps, Wu Zihan was looking at her with a gloomy face, and there was a cruel smile on his face.

"If you don't go, he's a mortal, but he's really going to be poisoned!"

Seeing this scene, Shen Xiaole's heart and liver trembled.

The people in the stands were puzzled, obviously it was okay to put their hands up, why did Shen Xiaole delay it?

"What's wrong with her?"

"It's going to win, what is she hesitating about?"

"yes, is something going on?"

Above the thirty-second step of the Fengshen Platform, Wu Zihan showed a hideous smile.