In fact, although Xu Xianxian and Liu Wentao are in the same class, among the sixth-level martial arts masters, there are some who are high and low, and there are many gaps between them.

And Xu Xianxian is even more extraordinary than ordinary martial arts masters. Her martial arts practice has no foundation or time to build up. She relies entirely on deductions from rabbit hairpins.

For a normal martial artist, from the entry level, the chance of reaching the seventh level of Dzogchen is less than one in 100,000.

The time, energy, and money spent in it are immeasurable, and you have to fight on the line of life and death to have a chance to enter this extremely powerful state.

The Dzogchen of martial arts practiced in this way is not perfection in the true sense. The human body is not a machine or a computer program. The practice of martial arts cannot be calculated and run according to a perfect model.

There will be flaws, loopholes, shortcomings, and flaws. These are all inevitable things in human practice.

But Xu Xianxian is different. Her martial arts practice is based on the power of resentment. It does not require any talent or effort at all. She just relies on cheating hairpins.

But precisely because of this shortcut, Xu Xianxian's martial arts has no flaws and is completely the most perfect model, whether it is boxing skills, the condensation of elixir energy, or the fusion of one's own essence, energy, and spirit.

For her, it was just a thought, and then the shuttle boxing was deduced.

Simple and crude.

"Only the ninth floor may not be enough." Xu Xianxian's red eyes were unusually enchanting, as if two rays of light were shining. She bit her lower lip, drank the coffee in her hand, and then swept the

A glance at the quiet bedroom: "That sports car girl should also be a sixth-level martial artist, but she died tragically in a short period of time."

She wasn't sure if it was a real body, but now that she was trapped, she had to think about the worst.

"Since even high-level martial arts masters can be killed easily, it means..."

Xu Xianxian frowned at this time, as if she thought of some key issues, but a voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

Snap.

Although the sound was very subtle, it was extremely loud in this silent room. Xu Xianxian didn't hesitate at all and punched the bedroom door directly.

Before the fist came, the black fishy wind swept out.

The rabbit pattern in her belly is the fusion of her spirit, energy, and spirit, which represents her martial arts will.

That is killing.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the solid wooden bedroom door was directly smashed into powder, and while the powder was flying, two crossbow arrows coated with purple powder were shot over quickly.

Xu Xianxian's expression did not change, she was still cold, but she stretched out her little hand to grab it, and then two crossbow arrows fell into her hand, and they broke into two halves with a strong force.

She was about to find the source of the crossbow arrows, but she heard the other party speak first.

"You are a human or a ghost"

A somewhat deep male voice sounded from the left side of the door.

It's very poor English, a little stuttered, and even has some grammatical errors.

Xu Xianxian was also a foreigner. Naturally, she was stunned for a long time before she could barely distinguish the words, and then said: "Of course I am a human being."

Since the other party would ask such a question, it means that this man, like himself, is also trapped in this strange and haunted house.

Hearing the milky tones of milk, Hui Ge, dressed in tatters, walked out of the shadows in a somewhat embarrassed manner, looked at the little girl with twin tails standing at the door, and said with surprise: "You... you are the one

That underage guy driving an SUV!”

"You've seen me"

Xu Xianxianmei...

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