The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1659 The Woodcutter
"Senior, why can't you go up?"

Li Futu asked, after being caught, he didn't break free immediately.

"Above is a dead end, you will die, anyone who goes up will die..."

The old man was chattering, his words were incomprehensible, and he was holding Li Futu's hand more and more tightly.

"Go, let's go!"

It was only one step away from the top floor, so Li Futu naturally couldn't just leave like this, even if the top floor was really a dead end, he still had to see it with his own eyes.

Li Futu's arm trembled, Xuan'ao's strength shook, he broke free from the restraint, then turned his head and continued to walk towards the stairs.

"what?"

Looking at his hand, the old man seemed a little surprised, and then grabbed Li Futu's shoulder again.

He seems to be the 'keeper' of the last layer.

"Can't go up!"

Although he is crazy, his shots are unambiguous at all. You know, this place is full of huge pressure far higher than the outside world. Ordinary people here, let alone make a move, will be smashed to pieces in an instant. But his actions didn't seem to be affected too much.

At the moment when the opponent's hand touched his shoulder, Li Futu stretched out his hand at the same time, and grabbed the opponent's hand with his backhand. At the same time, he stepped back and swung his right arm, hitting the opponent's abdomen.

It would be too ridiculous to talk about respecting the old and caring for the young here. He has to go up to the twelfth floor, and no one can stop him.

Under the heavy pressure of terror, although the actions were not greatly affected, both Li Futu and the old man were suppressed by most of their strength here.

The old man took a few steps back slightly, and at the same time grabbed Li Futu's shoulder and brought him over.

"Can't go up, can't go up..."

The only thing he repeated over and over was this sentence, and he clasped Li Futu's shoulders with both hands, refusing to relax at all.

Li Futu bent over and shook his shoulders, causing the opponent's hands to fall off, his footsteps twitched, and he punched out while turning around.

The old man's eyes were blurred, but his reaction speed was astonishing. His palms overlapped, palms facing outward, and collided with Li Futu's fist.

"Clicking..."

The two retreated at the same time.

Li Futu squeezed his hands, without any intention of fighting. After opening the distance, he immediately turned around and walked towards the twelfth floor.

"stop!"

The old man, the maggot of the tarsus, was unwilling to give up. At the moment when Li Futu was about to step on the steps, he rushed over again, stepped on the steps from the side, with his body lying horizontally, with his legs together and smashed towards Li Futu, his movements were smooth and flowing. , so deftly, it is hard to believe that this is a lame man.

"boom."

Li Futu was hit hard on the chest, and Li Futu vomited blood, and was forced to back away.

The old man was in front of the steps, and his eyes were still chaotic and dull.

"Can't go up..."

Li Futu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and without thinking, he stepped forward again.

The two people who were the only ones who had stepped onto the eleventh floor fought fiercely for no reason.

One block, one burst, the two sides fought for hundreds of rounds, and in the end it was hard to tell the winner, and they didn't stop until they were exhausted.

Without any demeanor of a strong man, the two sat on the ground without any scruples, panting heavily.

Li Futu was also quite helpless, why did he meet such a madman on the eleventh floor?

From the fight just now, it is clear that you know that if the opponent is determined to stop him, he may really be blocked here for a while.

of course.

The other party is already old, but he doesn't have so much time to spend until the other party dies.

Moreover, the vitality of the old monster who can reach the eleventh floor is definitely much stronger than that of ordinary people. Who knows how long the other party can live.

"Senior, I came here just to go to the twelfth floor. There is a road leading to my hometown there. I hope you can forgive me and let me go there."

Seeing Wu's failure, Li Futu changed his strategy and began to use emotion to reason.

But what he said to a lunatic was like playing the piano to a cow.

The other party didn't pay attention to him at all, and sat there and immersed himself in his personal world, muttering nonstop, and didn't know what he was talking about.

"Senior, you said that you will die if you go up, why are you so sure? Have you ever gone up?"

For a lunatic, talking about other topics is mostly a waste of time. Only by following his words can he get a response. Sure enough, Li Futu's temptation this time had an effect. The old man looked over, as if pleading, Loudly said: "Of course I went up!"

Li Futu was not surprised, and continued to ask calmly: "Senior, what's on it?"

"What? Nothing, nothing..."

The old man kept shaking his head, suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and said in a startled manner: "The door, there is a door there!"

"Door?"

Li Futu's eyes suddenly narrowed.

He was afraid that it would be nothing in the end, and what the old man said undoubtedly shook his spirits.

"Senior, what kind of door is it?"

he asked a little hastily.

The old man began to shake his head again.

"Did you push that door open to see what's in there?"

"Impossible, impossible, no one can get there, the pressure on it, it's too horrible, no one can bear it, it will kill everyone who wants to go to the door, it's like a ball explodes, bang ! You will die, haha, hahaha..."

At first, the old man seemed to have recovered a little sanity, but he started to go crazy again while talking, laughing constantly.

"Shouldn't have come in, we shouldn't have come in..."

What's more strange is that when he smiled and laughed, tears started to flow from the corners of his eyes.

Li Futu frowned, his eyes flickered, and he didn't choose to break through forcefully. After his physical strength recovered, he turned around and walked towards the tenth floor.

The old man was still sitting there, as if he was only guarding the way up, if he went down, he would not block it.

Li Futu returned to the ninth floor.

"Boy, why are you back again? Can't you bear it?"

"Seniors, have you ever seen a lame old man?"

Li Futu asked.

"The lame old man?"

"I was on it, and I met a lame old man with white hair, crazy, and he hit me when he saw me. Have you ever seen this man?"

Several people on the ninth floor showed doubts.

"By the way, half of his right ear is missing."

"Did you mean the woodcutter?"

One way.

"The woodcutter? The woodcutter is still alive?"

Someone said in surprise.

Li Futu immediately asked.

"Who is a woodcutter?"

"The woodcutter, a well-known powerhouse in the Lost Realm, when he entered the Tongtian Tower, his strength was already close to the extreme. Because he reached a bottleneck, in order to seek a breakthrough, he hoped to find a way to the big world, so he chose to enter the Tongtian Tower , Among the people who entered Tongtian Tower, he is undoubtedly the strongest, but didn't he come in with his wife? Did you see him on the tenth floor? Just him? Where is his wife?"

(End of this chapter)