Every time I take a step, it feels like a heavy weight is pressing down on my feet.

By the time he was almost finished walking up the stairs, his clothes were soaked with sweat.

Feng Quan didn't dare to wipe his sweat or speak. He took a step up and stepped onto the ninth floor!

The first thing he saw was the front where another Buddha statue was enshrined. In front of him, an old monk sat cross-legged on a futon, looking at him with half-open eyes.

This old monk was none other than the old abbot Yanming, whom Feng Quan had met several times.

"You are here, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

A strange smile flashed across Old Abbot Yanming's face, and he clasped his hands together.

At this time, everyone behind Feng Quan had already reached the ninth floor.

Although the ninth floor is not large, it can still accommodate a dozen people.

"Yanming, hand over the secret treasure of the White Jade Buddha."

Someone was already standing in the crowd shouting.

The people who can stand here now are all top masters, and they are all famous people who are close to the masters. Their desire for the secret treasure of the White Jade Buddha is unimaginable by ordinary warriors.

"Everyone is here, we can start." Old Abbot Yanming suddenly said calmly.

"What to start?"

Everyone listened, but they were a little confused.

The wooden door on the side slowly opened, and a leg as smooth and flawless as white jade stretched out from inside.

The sight of bare legs makes people feel far away.

And then, the girl who appeared was even more beautiful than a human being, like the Chang'e fairy who came out of the Moon Palace, without any trace of fireworks.

Behind the fairy, another young man appeared.

This man was wearing a blue robe, with a handsome face, a pair of bloodshot eyes, and a very evil smile on his face. His hands were gloved and drooped slightly.

"There are enough people." A laughter like silver bells came out of the girl's mouth.

"That's enough, that's enough, not bad!"

The corners of the young man's mouth raised in a curve.

"Who are you?"

One of them, "Iron Hand" Wang Tong, scolded angrily.

"You don't need to know who I am, because I won't say my name to the dead." The young man said calmly.

"Dead person? I think the person who died is you!"

"Iron Hand" Wang Tong stood out from the crowd.

Most of Wang Tong's skills are in his hands.

The iron palm he practiced made a pair of palms as good as steel. He had reached the ultimate level in this skill. This kind of horizontal training was really strong at first, but later on, it greatly affected his promotion to the next level.

Grandmaster.

I heard that the White Jade Buddha also practiced Heng Lian Kung Fu, and he was successfully promoted to Grandmaster.

Wang Tong wanted the secret treasure because he wanted to find a breakthrough idea from the experience of the White Jade Buddha.

At this time, he did not stand out out of anger. After practicing kung fu to his level, he would no longer be so easily angry.

He came out to test.

Among this group of people, he is the one most suitable for testing. After all, he is the only one who majors in horizontal kung fu.

Wang Tong stepped on the floor with all his strength, instantly leaving a shallow footprint on the board. Then his body was like a javelin, rushing towards the evil young man. He raised his hands and used his iron palm skills to follow.

Expand it.

The evil young man took a step back, and then the fairy-like girl turned around and stood in front of the man, facing Wang Tong.

"Go away, don't make me hit women!"

Wang Tong shouted and prepared to go around the girl.

And then, something unexpected happened.

The girl's body was like a puff of smoke. She stepped forward, her body seemed to be dancing gracefully, the ribbons wrapped around her arms suddenly flew, and the air stood still at this moment.

Amidst the dancing of the girl's ribbon, in everyone's eyes, Wang Tong's lightning-fast speed began to slow down, as if in slow motion.

Seeing such a strange scene, everyone's eyes showed horror.

"The power of the Grandmaster!" Yuan Shi, the eldest sister of Qingyun Seven Swords, couldn't help blurting out.

If anyone present knows the power of the Grandmaster best, it is none other than the Seven Swords of Qingyun.

The reason is very simple. The Seven Swords of Qingyun has a very special sword formation. Once it is used, it can barely achieve the effect of some masters.

The most important effect is the Grandmaster's force field.

This is the most powerful way of controlling essence, energy, spirit and even nature to a certain level, thus forming a unique force field within a certain range around oneself.

Within the scope of the force field, the Grandmaster's abilities are greatly enhanced, and ordinary warriors who enter the force field are like prey caught in a spider's web, being controlled by the Grandmaster.

"What? That woman is the Grandmaster?"

"I remembered that she is Shi Yiyun, the great saint of Zoroastrianism!"

"Yes, Shi Yiyun entered the master realm before she was thirty. She is a true martial arts genius."

"Why does Shi Yiyun appear here?"

Everyone spoke one after another. They had identified the woman's identity, but they couldn't figure out why she appeared here.

While everyone was talking, Wang Tong had already encountered the biggest crisis in his life.

He felt that time was slowing down, but the ribbons flying around him seemed to be speeding up. He wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't. He could only watch those ribbons binding his hands and feet.

"ah!"

Wang Tong shouted loudly and wanted to get out of this situation, but then he found that he had been tightly tied up, and all the internal strength in his body had disappeared. He was now more fragile than ordinary people.

"Not bad, this first meal looks quite delicious."

The strange man with an evil smile reached out and grabbed Wang Tong's neck.

He raised his head and glanced at everyone with bloodshot eyes.

At this time, everyone was still in shock and had not reacted.

With a sound of "Pfft...", the strange man turned his head, put his mouth close to Wang Tong's neck, and bit it in one bite.

Immediately, Wang Tong's face showed an expression of extreme pain and distortion.

In this case, no one knows what will happen.

However, Wang Tong's body shriveled up quickly as if a ball had been punctured.

"No, he's sucking Wang Tong's blood and internal energy." Someone shouted.

At this time, some people among the crowd had already turned around and rushed down the stairs.

The person walking at the front was Feng Quan. In terms of escape speed, no one, including Donghai Yun Biehe and Qingyun Seven Swords, could compare to a light kung fu master like Feng Quan.

Following closely behind is Donghai Yunbiehe.

Although Donghai Yun Biehe's light kung fu was slightly inferior to Feng Quan's, his ability to detect danger was very strong. The moment Wang Tong was grabbed by the neck, he had already started to turn around and run for his life.

Everything that happened before my eyes was very clear.

The ninth floor of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda is a trap.

A trap was set up with the White Jade Buddha's secret treasure as bait.

There is no doubt that the targets of the trap are people like Donghai Yun Biehe who are close to the master.
Chapter completed!