It is very difficult to deal with so many masters, and it is not an honest duel, but fourteen masters working together to assassinate each other, using all possible methods.

What made Ji Wufeng even more angry and wanted to scold his mother was that if he wanted to pass the seventh level, he had to defeat all the ambushers without hurting any of them.

Isn't this really deceptive? People come to assassinate them without risking their lives, but you can't hurt them even a hair. Is there such a fucking thing?

There was another thing that almost made Ji Wufeng go crazy. He finally caught one of them, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the other thirteen ambushers secretly rescued the other people, catching each one and saving the other.

In the end, Ji Wufeng felt that he was so powerful that he was not driven crazy and passed.

Feeling that his physical strength was almost restored, he strode towards the eighth level. He had been in the Shura battlefield for half a month. Gu Tianyang could not miss such a good opportunity. He didn't know the situation outside, but it would definitely not be good.

Where to go.

The eighth level is an extremely empty big room. Could it be that there is a great master here and he needs to be defeated in order to pass?

I saw a thin old man walking out with a smile, looking at Ji Wufeng and shouting: "You're good young man, no one has been here for a long time."

The old man's voice was dry and harsh, just like the quacking of a duck, but Ji Wufeng did not dare to show any signs of neglect. His true energy filled his body and he said in a deep voice: "I'm in a hurry, let's do it quickly."

The old man waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, I don't need to do anything at this level. You just need to take a nap. If you still wake up, you will pass."

"Can you pass the test after just sleeping?"

Ji Wufeng was stunned, there is such a good thing in the world?

The previous levels were each more dangerous than the last. At this level, he was just sleeping. Ji Wufeng didn't believe it even to death. He curled his lips and said, "Old man, are you lying? I'm telling you, I'm

I'm smart, I won't be fooled by you, just take action quickly, otherwise I will take action first, and then don't say that I don't know that young people don't respect martial ethics."

The old man said angrily: "If I say you don't need to do it, you don't have to do it. Just take one of my pills and you'll win."

I saw the old man taking out a small red pill from his pocket, exuding a burst of fragrance, just like the legendary panacea Dabu Dan.
Chapter completed!