1183. Chapter 1183 Red Blood Scrophulariaceae 4

3q c, the fastest update of The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Good-for-nothing Miss Nitian! But the first level is okay, far from reaching his endurance.

Level two, up.

No. ****, on.

Until the eighth level, Nangong Liuyun's pace finally slowed down.

The repulsive force here is overwhelming, as majestic and turbulent as a raging wave, almost drowning people.

On Nangong Liuyun's forehead, which was as clean as jade, there was a layer of fine beads of sweat.

He paused, his feet stretched out slowly, and then he stepped on the ninth level steadily.

Standing on the ninth step, Nangong Liuyun clearly felt that the repelling force here was double that of the eighth step.

After only standing for a moment, the fine beads of sweat on Nangong Liuyun's forehead condensed into large beads and rolled down. His chest and back were soon drenched with sweat.

Nangong Liuyun took a few breaths, took a deep breath, and concentrated all his spiritual power on the soles of his feet.

However, he found that the strong repulsive force, as heavy as the sky, almost suppressed his whole body, that foot seemed to be glued to the ground, and he couldn't lift it up an inch even after trying his best.

Seeing Nangong Liuyun raise his foot and put it down again, the eyes of everyone under the battle stage suddenly froze.

Su Luo clenched her fists tightly and murmured softly: "To you, these difficulties are just paper tigers. Nangong Liuyun, you can do it."

Zi Yan felt a little more nervous, she didn't dare to increase the pressure on Su Luo's heart, so she pulled Bei Chenying and said anxiously: "Third senior brother seems to be struggling."

Bei Chenying's eyes were fixed on Nangong Liuyun, beads of sweat were dripping from her forehead nervously.

He nodded solemnly: "It's okay, it's definitely okay. Ever since you were young, have you ever seen Nangong stumped by something?"

"But" before Zi Yan could say anything, she was interrupted by Su Luo.

"No but, he can definitely do it!" Su Luo's words were resolute and unquestionable.

Zi Yan nodded, expressing her agreement with Su Luo's words.

on the steps.

There is only one last step left.

Nangong Liuyun raised his foot and retracted it. He repeated this three times but failed. On the contrary, the sweat on his forehead rolled down like rain.

He glanced slightly, and saw the half-burned long incense, and his face was condensed, like frozen frost.

Nangong Liuyun took a deep breath, completely emptied his head, his whole body was as light as a feather, and all his spiritual power was concentrated under his feet!

His body lacked the spiritual power to defend, and immediately, the strong repelling force was like a raging wave, as if it crushed him. But Nangong Liuyun gritted his teeth, stepped hard, and stomped hard!

"Pa-ta!" Although Nangong Liuyun was sweating profusely and extremely exhausted, he finally stepped onto the battle platform.

"Wow! The third senior brother succeeded, he successfully stepped up!" Zi Yan waved her fist excitedly and shouted.

Bei Chenying nodded heavily: "It's me! He succeeded! That's great!"

A relieved smile finally appeared on Su Luo's face, the smile was like a gorgeous summer flower, too beautiful to behold.

But soon, her smile froze at the corner of her mouth.

"What, what's going on here?" Su Luo's whole body was as stiff as ice, and she couldn't speak fluently.

Bei Chenying and Zi Yan, who were still in intense excitement just now, looked at each other and hurriedly looked towards Nangong Liuyun.

At this time, Nangong Liuyun was in a bad situation.

No, it's very, very bad.

It was thought that stepping on the battle platform would mean victory, but no one thought that this only meant the beginning.

"Oh my God!!! What's going on here? How could the third senior brother, how could it be?" Zi Yan's eyes widened.