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Now she has a full body injury and excessive blood loss. In such a short period of time, she only recovered a little. Her current combat power is only 20% of the peak period.

In her current situation, how can we get through the twelfth floor? To be honest, Feng Wu’s heart is not at all.

Not only did Feng Feng’s heart have no bottom, but the people outside Longmen’s line also had no confidence in Feng Dance at the moment.

"Feng dance actually passed the eleventh floor! This is the middle gate of the realm of hell!"

Because each environment has to go through three customs, so the three levels are divided into the next level, Zhongguan, and Shangguan.

"She is about to enter the first level of hell!"

"Can she really really get through the customs?"

"Twelfth floor, the **** of the hell, if she can really smash it... then it really has to go against the sky!"

"After that, Feng Dance will definitely be able to pass, but today, she is doomed to fail." The person who said this sentence, the ninth place of Chang Xuekun.

“Why?” everyone asked.

"You guys?" Chang Xuekun stunned these people and pointed at the phoenix dance inside the dragon gate. "You see, she is full of blood, there are enemy blood and her own blood."

The flower of the tenth place nodded. "Feng dance is really a genius, but she is deeply valued. She has too much blood loss. She is overdrafted regardless of her physical strength or aura. Now she can only play at least the strength of her own strength. twenty."

Chang Xuekun nodded. "I don't doubt her strength, but today she is no longer the twelfth floor of this hell."

"Nonsense, my little dance will definitely pass!"

If you say that there is a blind belief in the world of phoenix dance, then this person is not a singer, at this moment she is squatting with Chang Xuekun and wants to rush to hit someone!

Chang Xuekun is not afraid of the song, but can stand behind a song, a small wind lord, what can he do?

Chang Xuekun can only smile and touch the chin: "I just inferred from the facts, what do you think of Feng Xiaowang?"

In fact -

The wind is also not optimistic about the phoenix dance.

He also came from the second grade. If you know that the phoenix dances through the hell, you must have the strength of the top ten of the grade... And now the phoenix dance is only the spirit of the nine stars, compared with her, she is too weak and too weak. It is.

"This Xiao Wang thinks that Feng Xiaowu can really smash the past." Feng Yan raised his eyebrows and took a look at Chang Xuekun.

You are happy... The second-year students have a look of helpless smile.

Blind trust, unlimited love... It doesn't matter. Anyway, reality will soon come out to face, and they are looking forward to it. When the face of the little prince is beaten, it will be very exciting.

"I didn't expect you to believe in a little dance like this! Good!" The two brothers slammed into the arm.

The wind screamed but he looked helpless and smiled. He subconsciously touched his face.

Feng Xiao dance, you have to be angry, or your brother really wants to be beaten!

And the phoenix dance at the moment -

She knows her current physical condition better than anyone... Her body is not only badly injured, but her internal injuries are also dilapidated.

Beauty Master... If it fails, if it fails... No, it is absolutely not allowed to fail!

Subconsciously, the phoenix dance clenched the small stones in his hands.

Suddenly, a faint stream of clear water passed from the small stone to the palm of her hand, and then flowed along her palm to her limbs.