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Chapter 572 Eleventh Floor

At this time, the atmosphere in the battle platform space seemed to have solidified, and not a single sound was heard.

Only Xiao Muyang was standing, and the other nine people were all bent, with their hands covering their chests, and blood stains at the corners of their mouths, looking extremely embarrassed.

All nine people looked at the figure in white. They felt that the light on his body was too dazzling for people to look directly at. Standing there casually, he revealed an unparalleled aura, as if he was born extraordinary and destined to be unparalleled.

"People from the five major counties were not allowed to participate in the Donghua Banquet in the past, so not many people knew the strength of the five major counties, but this time, you will see it." Xiao Muyang looked at the nine people and said calmly, and then turned towards the bottom of the battle platform.

Float away.

The expressions of the nine people were all frozen there, and they were speechless for a while.

At this Donghua Banquet, will they see the strength of the people from the five major counties?

If they had heard this sentence before, they would have definitely sneered, but now they had no right to laugh. After all, they had just been crushed by a person from the same realm in the five major counties.

Perhaps as that person said, people from the five major counties will shine at this Donghua Banquet and change everyone's views.

Xiao Muyang landed below the battle platform, looked at the middle-aged man, and asked, "Can I go to the next floor now?"

"Okay." The middle-aged man nodded. His eyes had changed a bit compared to before, and they were a little more serious. This high-ranking man from Beihu County seemed to be very extraordinary.

"How to get to the second floor?" Xiao Muyang asked again.

"Follow this road to the end. At the end there is a passage leading to the second floor." The middle-aged man pointed in a direction and replied.

After speaking, he looked at Xiao Muyang again, and a black token appeared in his hand, saying: "This is your identity token. It contains all your information, including your name, origin and historical achievements. Be sure to keep it and don't lose it.

Already."

"Thank you." Xiao Muyang took the token and thanked him, then walked towards the direction pointed by the middle-aged man.

Xiao Muyang's plan is to go all the way and see where his limit is. Is there anyone in the same realm of Babel Tower who can be his opponent?

Not long after, Xiao Muyang arrived at the second floor of the Babel Tower and soon found a battle platform belonging to his own realm.

Xiao Muyang handed his identity token to the person in charge of recording, and then paid a thousand high-grade spiritual stones. After the person verified that it was correct, he looked at Xiao Muyang with a mirror, and the mirror still showed a white light.

"That's all right. Let's just go up and compete later." The man said.

"Understood." Xiao Muyang nodded lightly. After experiencing a competition, he naturally knew what to do.

After a while, Xiao Muyang and six other figures stepped onto the battlefield together. After they arrived at the battle platform, a figure in green robes stepped from a distance. He had a dignified appearance and outstanding temperament. He was the guard of this battle platform.

By.

Xiao Muyang looked at the green-robed figure. Although this person had the same cultivation level as the previous guard, his strength should be stronger than that person.

"Let's take action." The figure in green robe said, the aura from his body was released, and a giant golden ruler appeared in his hand, revealing an extremely sharp aura, which made the other people's eyes tremble, and they did not move rashly for a moment.

At this moment, a figure in white stepped out, it was Xiao Muyang. He pointed his finger forward, and a dazzling sword light shot out of the air, like a stream of light, heading towards the figure in green robe.

Feeling the powerful sword intent emanating from the sword light, the green-robed figure looked solemn. He held the giant ruler with both hands and slashed forward. Only a bang was heard. The terrifying ruler light collided with the sword light, making a deafening sound.

With a loud noise, the two attacks shattered at the same time.

Xiao Muyang continued to walk forward, with wisps of extremely sharp sword intent swirling around him. His fingers kept pointing out, and terrifying sword lights were released one after another, as if thousands of swords were firing at once, like a rainbow, unstoppable.

"Broken." The green-robed figure shouted, and the spiritual energy in his body poured into the giant ruler crazily. His arms trembled, and the giant ruler slashed out. A light that destroyed everything appeared in the space, making the space extremely

bright.

"Bang..." The sword light was torn and shattered, but one sword light was not blocked. It landed in front of the green-robed figure in an instant, pointed directly at the center of the eyebrow, and the tip of the sword breathed out a terrifying sword intention.

The space was suddenly silent, except for the violent heartbeats of everyone.

The green-robed figure's eyes were fixed on the sword light in front of him, and his body seemed to be frozen, not daring to make any rash move. If the sword light had been a few steps forward, he would have been dead.

Xiao Muyang didn't look at the green-robed figure, but looked at the other people around him and said, "You are no match for me, just admit defeat."

"This..." The faces of those people suddenly froze there, and they didn't know what to say.

It would be too unworthy to admit defeat like this. After all, they paid a thousand high-grade spiritual stones. However, if they did not admit defeat, what could they do?

It was nothing more than being tortured.

They come here to compete to hone their strength, but if their opponent is too much stronger than themselves, the hone effect will not be achieved, and it may also leave a psychological shadow.

"I give up." Suddenly someone said, turned around and walked towards the bottom of the fighting platform.

Seeing someone setting an example, the others also gave in and admitted defeat one after another. This time they were unlucky and met a monster.

In the following period of time, Xiao Muyang continuously stepped onto several floors without any accidents. The journey was smooth and he easily won every battle.

However, Xiao Muyang did not feel too excited. Such a result was within his expectation. Now that his true strength has reached the late stage of the Heavenly Stage, how many people in the same realm can reach this level?

It was extremely rare, and not many of them might be found in the entire Donghua Mansion, so he had nothing to worry about and could just keep fighting.

Unknowingly, Xiao Muyang had reached the eleventh floor.

The number of battle stages on this level is much less than that below. Of course, there are also fewer people coming to this level. Everyone is a proud man of heaven. They need to win ten games in a row to get here. This is enough to prove their strength. There is no

One is weak.

Going up one level further is the highest point of Babel Tower, where the God of War was born.

At this moment, many people looked towards Xiao Muyang. When they discovered that he was only in the late Zhongtian stage, they immediately showed disappointment and did not look at him again.

In their opinion, although Xiao Muyang has also reached the eleventh level, his cultivation level is too low and is not worthy of attention at all. Only those who are in heaven are worthy of their attention.

However, Xiao Muyang didn't care about what those people thought. He glanced around, and then stopped in one direction. He saw four figures there, all of whom were in the late Zhongtian stage.

So Xiao Muyang walked over there, and when the four people saw Xiao Muyang coming, their faces showed joy, and they finally gathered together.

According to the rules of the Tower of Babel, except for the one-on-one battle on the twelfth floor, the number of participants on each floor has requirements. The battle must be more than five before the battle can begin. Otherwise, you can only wait for everyone to gather.

There were already four people here, and now with Xiao Muyang included, there are just five people.

Without saying any more nonsense, Xiao Muyang directly took out the identity token and handed it to the person in Babel Tower. The person took the token and then used his mind to detect the information in the token.

After a while, the man looked at Xiao Muyang in surprise and asked, "You came here in one day?"

"Yes." Xiao Muyang nodded.

The other four people couldn't help but stir up a stir in their hearts. Setting foot here in one day meant that this person had not rested at all. He had won ten games in a row and came here, so he was probably very powerful.

However, there was no trace of fear on their faces. Instead, they looked very excited, as if they were looking forward to the next battle.

For them, the stronger the opponent, the more they can hone their strength. The victory or defeat is actually not that important. After all, they are not here for the title of God of War.

They have a very clear understanding of their own strength. Even if they reach the twelfth level, they cannot last for thirty days. It would be good if they can improve their strength. Entering the Donghua Banquet is their real goal.

"Four Symbols City, Jingtao Sect, Xun Fei." Only one of them took the initiative to speak.

"Fengtian City, Purple Flame Sword Sect, Shen Yan."

"Tianbei City, Queyue God Sect, Ning Hui."

"Qingyang City, Ximen Family, Ximen Chong."

Seeing that all four of them reported their family status, Xiao Muyang was no exception and said: "Beihu County, Haotian Palace, Xiao Muyang."

When this voice fell, the four people were seen looking at Xiao Muyang one after another, with a slightly strange look in their eyes, but they soon returned to normal.

No matter where you come from, as long as you are strong enough, you deserve their respect.

"We have gathered the people, you can send someone over." Xun Fei looked at the strong man in Babel Tower and said.

"Please wait here for a moment, people will be here soon," the other party responded.

"Okay." Xun Fei nodded, then glanced at Xiao Muyang and others, and said with a smile: "I wonder if any of us can set foot on the twelfth floor."

"It's not easy to step onto the twelfth floor. Later, we will attack the guard together, defeat him and then compete for victory. In this way, one of the five of us will definitely step onto the twelfth floor.

Layer." Another person said, it was Shen Yan of the Purple Flame Sword Sect.

"Having said that, as far as I know, the defenders on the eleventh floor are the top geniuses of the Babel Tower, and the Babel Tower is the top force in Qianyuan City. The defenders in this battle may not be easy to deal with.

"Ning Hui frowned.

"Brother Ning's words are wrong. We are not ordinary people. With the combined strength of the five of us, can't we defeat him alone?" Shen Yan looked at Ning Hui and asked, with a strong confidence in his tone.

"I hope I can defeat it." Ning Hui said with a smile. Shen Yan didn't say anything after hearing this.

Xiao Muyang did not join their conversation, but just listened quietly from the side. At this moment, he couldn't help but be curious. He didn't know what kind of person the guardian of this battle would be. He should be very powerful!

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