143, the situation of the main hall

The fourth layer of the three-dimensional space is no longer a simple catch and fight, and the scope of the separate competition space has also become larger. There are also mysterious beasts. The mysterious beasts may act alone or group actions, and the opponents of the competition are randomly transmitted to the space and do not know each other's position.

It was late to enter the third floor, but Han Jing rushed to the fourth floor at the fastest speed.

Leng Wuya has been doing his duty since he received instructor Lin's instructions to rid himself for Han Jing's illiteracy. Before the game, Yang Feng did not explain, so he took the initiative to tell Han Jing and Leng Wuya about the precautions of the game.

From Leng Wuya's detailed story, Han Jing also knew that she needed to be serious to enter the fourth floor, and her reaction was not slow. When she was transmitted to the fourth layer without standing firmly, a dark shadow hit her and flew away from the tip of her nose only one finger away, and the strong wind brushed her cheeks with hot pain.

"It's moldy, it's such a black widow!"

Han Jing quickly raised her hand and stabbed it, and the tip of the gun accurately pierced the dark shadow.

is a black bird like an eagle, not an eagle, and its sound is like an iron sheet scraping through an iron pot. This kind of bird is called "Black Widow". Han Jing has never seen it before. It is Leng Wuya who said that she will probably hear him mention what kind of mysterious beast she will encounter on the fourth floor. After knowing that he was entangled by this bird, he would never die. And what's annoying is that they are usually groups of activities. That is to say, as long as one appears, you must be ready to kill a group of birds, otherwise you will abandon the race directly.

The black bird hanging on the thunder gun is in adulthood, and the mysterious level is high-level. The poisonous blood toxicity of the sharp beak will quickly spread to the whole body. The toxicity is not strong, but there is a slight paralysis. It doesn't matter if you put it aside. If you are poisoned during the game, you can only wait for your opponent to take advantage of it.

Seeing that his companion was dead, the black birds around him were roaring, like black clouds rolling towards Hanjing. Her figure was quickly covered by black clouds. Soon, a bright gun opened the black cloud and surprised the black bird to fly away.

The blackbirds did not fly far after flying. After hovering a few laps at a low altitude, they saw the gun light disperse and rushed down with their wings. The eye that rushed to the front was about to hit Han Jing. With a tragic roar, its body suddenly fixed its wings and was still flapping, but it was pierced by the gun shadow of the thunder gun.

The rest of the black birds were frightened and wanted to fly, but they couldn't stand the shadow of the thunder gun. The dazzling gun shadows sometimes rotated, and sometimes they were entangled, just like two teams of elves in different colors dancing, like lightning, slowly dancing like melod leaves in the wind, which is indescribably beautiful. It didn't seem to be murderous, but the bodies of the black birds fell one after another, and the ground was covered with a black layer in a blink of an eye.

The blackbirds on the periphery soon stopped crashing and flew around the tumbling space of the gun. As long as they felt threatened, they immediately took off, making Han Jing sigh.

"These flat-haired animals are quite cunning!" Han Jing was annoyed. At the same time, she was worried that maybe the other party had found her long ago and was hiding in a corner waiting to attack her, so she didn't want to waste time killing one by one. She planned to catch them all.

The shadow of the thunder gun is no longer caused by the previous moving trajectory, but crisscross to form a grid, and there is a small electric snake rustling at the intersection of the ice-blue gun shadow and the bright shadow of the gun.

"What a subtle mysterious control technique!" Third Master Leng shouted in surprise.

Leng Wumu said lightly, "This is nothing to Han Qing. The mysterious control shown in the battle between him and Bai Yiming is exquisite.

"I have to add more!" Third Master Leng's case arises, and it seems that he is going to fight for his life.

No one stopped Third Master Leng. All the elders of the Leng family looked at Han Jing in amazement. I don't know who sighed, "It's not weaker than Wuhen in those years."

The women of the Leng family didn't have enough eyesight, but their faces changed when they heard this. Mrs. Leng stubbornly said, "This is impossible! Except for Yang Feng, no one can compare with us without trace. Women echoed one after another.

smiled, and his thicker eyelashes drooped down. He stared at his slender fingertips and said, "I was far less than Hanqing. I still know this. He said so, and the women of the Leng family were collectively speechless.

"There are many geniuses every year, and there are a lot of them today. Leng family, let's be stable. Mr. Leng said lightly, with a look of unwillingness and regret in his eyes. Obviously, after the Leng family was not much worse than Yang Feng, he also had some ideas.

Yu Youmin has no daughter, and the Yu family has no outstanding children. If he is unwilling to make Yang Feng his heir, the opportunity is the greatest. Will he be willing to make Yang Feng his heir in his prime? The answer is obviously no.

Entering the main hall of the Xuanqi Temple in the name of the second genius of "Yang Peng", Yang Feng's prestige will definitely overshadow the people. The development and growth of the Yang family will be difficult to control, and reproducing the temple of Yang Peng's time is no longer just the dream of the Yang family.

I believe that not only Yu Youmin and the Yu family behind him, but also the heads of several major forces in the Xuanqi Temple rarely have a consensus: they don't want Yang Feng to become the new head of the palace.

However, at this moment, the Leng family decided to be alone, continue to remain neutral, and never covet the position of the master of the palace. Yang Feng dared to make his talented disciples appear in a high-profile way, which is very abnormal. Under normal circumstances, such an excellent disciple will hide to avoid accidents. Because too many historical lessons tell everyone that genius is never lacking, but too many died, so that the rise of genius is always like a solitary star in the sky.

In today's era, the rising genius is definitely no longer like a solitary star in the sky. Xuanqi Temple first had Yang Feng, and then there was a cold trace. Now there is a more evil cold green. There are two geniuses in the inner courtyard of Fengyun College ranked in front of the cold and trace. Local branches are also a group of heroes. It is foreseeable that the Xuanqi Temple will appear complicated. The glorious era of starry.

Yang Feng, only Yang Feng can control the scene.

In the past, it was thought that as long as the major forces jointly suppressed Yang Feng, Leng Wuqi could suppress the scene. After seeing Han Jing's performance, the decision made by Mr. Leng was to remain neutral on the surface, but the younger generation still needed to stay close to Yang Feng.

I don't know that Mr. Leng made such a big decision for his own reasons, and Han Jing waved a thunder gun like a game to weave an extremely bright net.

"Look at my net!"

Han Jing shouted, and the gun body flew around and stirred the net to fly. It happened that groups of black birds rushed down tentatively. For a moment, they fell into the net one after another. First of all, the network cable condensed by the ice mysterious force was stained, and then the feathers were burned by the network cable condensed by Lei Xuan force to make a crackling sound of smoke and thunder.

Soon, the blackbird that fell into the net melted away with the net.

Swirling, another bright net emerged. With the dance of the thunder gun, it covered another group of black birds that were still stupid.

First of all, this way of fighting is incredible, and secondly, this game-like method easily solves a group of blackbirds, which makes all the audience a little stunned. Then, thunderous applause swept across the field.

Now, in addition to paying attention to the closest players, the audience is staring at Han Jing without exception for fear of missing a detail. In the past 500 years, this phenomenon only appeared when Yang Feng participated in the competition, and even the geniuses at their level did not participate in the competition that year.

Even Nangong He, who was least willing to see Yang Feng's words come true, had to admit in frustration: there is no problem for Yang Feng's disciple to win the championship!

"I feel that I have lived to the age of a dog."

After a branch owner made a heavy sigh, there was a lot of discussion in the main stands, like a falling stone in Pinghu Lake.

Yu Youmin maintained his previous posture, but if you look closely, you can find that the corners of his lips are shaking, and his eyes have become extremely complicated.

As Mr. Leng guessed, Yu Youmin really has that idea. Now he also has the same view as Mr. Leng: Obviously, no one can suppress this cold youth except Yang Feng. Several candidates of his previous successors are gloomy in front of Han Qing. If you want to make them the master of the palace, they must be destroyed. Falling from the cold. However, isn't it a pity to destroy Hanqing? Will the old monsters in the secret place tear themselves up after learning about it?

Yang Feng smiled and smiled extremely happily. Yang Hua, who was beside him, secretly glanced at Yu Youhua and looked away as if he didn't know anything.

Although many things are not obvious, everyone knows them.

Yang Hua felt that he should not be exposed so early. Now he feels that Yang Feng's decision seems to be a young man. Winning face but puts this talented disciple in danger. In fact, it is a dangerous move that can have a miraculous effect. It seems that the master of the general hall has wavered. Maybe Yang Feng has become the master of the general hall. The inheritor is just around the corner.

Unlike Yang Hua's optimism, Yang Feng felt that Master's old fox was at most shaken, so he still needed to burn a fire for Master P to make him restless. He said lightly: "Now the talents of the ancient Xuan family have been recruited by the Xuan Temple, and Qu Yulao of the Black Xuan Temple has got the magic sea. Molian and the Qi Shuangying of the Temple of War practiced together, and there was no doubt that Qu Yurao's nine-day Xuannu kung fu practiced to a great success. The achievement of Qi Shuangying of the Temple of War will also be extraordinary.

Yu Youmin finally couldn't maintain that indifferent expression and said in surprise, "When did the Qu family girl get the magic sea Molian?"

"After the disciple picked up Han Jing in the sunset mountain range, as soon as he escaped from the crater, he met her and the Qi family. Counting up, it's been a while, and the black witch should have improved greatly. Yang Feng said calmly.

"The Qu girl's strength has made great progress--" Yu Youmin didn't say anything behind her words, and his eyes were more complicated.