"Purgatory of Shura, what do you mean?" In fact, Beichen Ying also guessed some, but he didn't dare to think deep Because if that idea is true, it's hopeless.
"You've already guessed it." Nangong Liuyun sighed slowly.
"No, no!" The North Star shadow frightens a buttock to sit on the ground, the voice took a silk shiver: "is really a wheel battle?"
Purple Yan found their faces are not good, puzzled asked: "what are you talking about?"
Su Luo looked at her gloomily: "the meaning of the purgatory of Shura is that they lost the first group of Luo HaoChen, so the other two living people joined the second group, and so on..."
Ziyan's face turned white in an instant, and her hand holding Su Luo's sleeve trembled a little: "what do you mean by this is that if Li Yaoyao and they both die, then when we go on the stage, we have to face six, six, six iron tower heroes?"
Su Luo nodded sadly: "Nangong and I are the last."
What she didn't say was that if all six people in front of them failed, they would face eight iron tower heroes.
What's more, the six iron tower heroes in front of them are clearly more than nine steps, and the last tower heroes who have not yet made a move are all above ten steps. Even if they are one-on-one, Nangong Liuyun will also be very hard, let alone rush on.
"What can I do?" Purple Yan was anxious to turn around, "if not in order to group by group to compare, simply we rush on?"
Su Luo looked at Li Yaoyao, who was so anxious that he had no head and turned around like a fly: "it would have been fine if it had been before, but it was destroyed after the master of Jiuchong hall made the rules..."
In the fury of Jiuchong hall master, all of them will be wiped out.
With a touch of his mind and consciousness, they can be completely annihilated.
Purple Yan turned her attention to the stage.
At this time, situ Ming had already heard the conversation between Su Luo and them, but these conversations let his heart sink a little bit, and finally fell into the abyss.
"Second elder martial brother..." Looking at the four iron towers, they came together in the Zhuang and Han Dynasties. Li Yaoyao was so anxious that she almost cried.
Situ Ming was also anxious. Two iron tower strong men, he can barely drag, but four
"Second elder martial brother, try to find a way quickly, hurry up!" Li Yaoyao is about to collapse.
Situ Ming's eyes were closed, and when he opened them again, his eyes were already firm and resolute.
Si Tu Ming held Li Yaoyao's hand tightly and gazed at her deeply, with deep affection in his eyes: "Yao Yao, when you fight together, you can run as fast as you can!"
"I..." Li Yaoyao thought about it and nodded solemnly, "OK, I won't drag down the third senior brother!"
Si Tu Ming nodded and looked at Li Yao Yao deeply.
At this time, four iron tower strong men one after another, quickly surrounded two people.
Four nine level strong, but also the strength of the strong, the fist should be how terrible?
The four of them are punching together!
The air rustled with friction.
Li Yaoyao looks pale with fright, and subconsciously she is short. Therefore, all her fists are directed at situ Ming!
Originally, he only used to deal with two people, but now four bright fists smashed at situ Ming. Suddenly, his pressure suddenly widened!
"Frost!" Situ Ming burst out a drink and put a thick layer of frost on himself at the critical moment.
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