174, cunning gray shadow

The ladder is close at hand, but not everyone can stand firm. It turns out that the opportunity is in front of us, and not everyone can catch it.

It is not a special existence of Han Jing. It is divided into third-class according to strength. Those who have good strength and talent are considered to be the first class, and they can stand firmly and enter the state immediately. Lou Xinyu's strength and talent were relatively weak in the third class, and he stepped on the stone ladder and was shocked by the blue light. Leng Wuya and He Yuanshan, who are moderately talented, feel that they are stepping on a powerful life when they step on the stone ladder and are about to collapse under the invisible pressure.

Lou Xinyu and others, who are like frogs falling into the water, have fallen behind one after another, that is, the talents of the middle-aged people have been brushed down one by one from weak to strong, and the remaining ten people have stayed in place. Lang Xuan can actually see that their talent is more than cold and boundless.

Obviously, the stone ladder is one meter wide, and it is not crowded for so many people to stand up. The visual space seems to be infinitely expanded. If you look carefully, the stone ladder is still only one meter wide.

Han Jing stood on the first stone ladder and looked to the west, not as quietly as others.

"What is she looking for?" Lou Xinyu whispered.

Qiu Lin, a little fat man next to Lou Xinyu, suspected, "I guess there is any mystery that we don't know about this ladder. Did she deliberately cause us to fall down? Otherwise, why didn't the man who was good with her fall down?

Lou Xinyu was eliminated by Leng Wuya in the ranking competition. All people and things related to Leng Wuya belong to the category of his hatred, and Han Jing is naturally included. Qiu Lin's words are exactly what he wants. "It makes sense. We can't let her plot succeed."

As soon as the words fell, a row of words appeared in front of Lou Xinyu: "Give me your body, and I will help you throw down all the people above", and then a huge gray shadow appeared in front of him.

Like being fascinated by ghosts, Lou Xinyu actually had no resistance to let the gray shadow attach to him. He felt that his body seemed to have a layer of soft armor, and he was excited like chicken blood, and his body couldn't help rushing forward.

jumped to the stone ladder, Lou Xinyu bowed left and right to push down the two people standing outside first, and swept three more with his right foot. At this time, the two people who landed first woke up and shouted and scolded one after another. But he didn't listen at all and stretched out his hand to He Yuanshan, who had forgotten everything.

Reaching to He Yuanshan's neck, Lou Xinyu felt a chill on his side. He wanted to hide, but his limbs were not controlled at all and remained unchanged. He Yuanshan was lifted away by a palm, and the cold air also pierced his shoulder. With a scream, he didn't even want to bandage himself to stop the bleeding. He still arched left and right, dragging Leng Wuya with one hand and Langxuan with the other hand and throwing it out.

He made a cold sword to force Lou Xinyu to save himself, but he would rather be injured and throw He Yuanshan down, which made Han Jing rescue He Yuanshan, but when Leng Wuya was pushed down by him, she pulled Leng Wuya back in time.

"Wu Xinyu, you are crazy!"

"He's really crazy!"

"He even lost Langxuan and fell into the evil!"

"This madman left us all? I just got into the state!"

"I was interrupted as soon as I realized something. This is Lou Xinyu who should kill thousands of knives!"

Under the excitement of the group, some of the first people who were left behind were gloating, and some were helping Lou Xinyu speak and shifting the responsibility to Han Jing.

Langxuan woke up after landing on his forehead. Hearing everyone's comments, he realized what had happened. Unexpectedly, he didn't blame Lou Xinyu for scolding Han Jing.

He Yuanshan jumped up and kicked Langxuan and said angrily, "You don't know which grandson got you down? Pig's head!"

"He Yuanshan, come up quickly, don't talk nonsense with them, and deal with them later!" Han Jing shouted. Under her protection, Lou Xinyu could no longer push down the people on the stone ladder, but Lou Xinyu was very strangely able to float next to the stone ladder. After knocking him down the stone ladder, he immediately came up from the other side, so he couldn't defend against it.

He Yuanshan jumped up the stone ladder again when he heard the sound, and the others didn't care about scolding, so they all rushed up. When Lou Xinyu saw them rushing over, he didn't care about the people who were originally standing on the stone ladder. He firmly held the one-meter stone ladder and kicked one by one and two. Even He Yuanshan, who were originally stronger than him, failed to break through his defense line.

"Fuck, he!"

" Lou Xinyu is really crazy!"

"Kle him!"

At this time, no one spoke for Lou Xinyu, and he completely became a public enemy. No one noticed that his eyes were dead gray at this moment, even his pupils were gray, and the skin coated with worry-free fungus juice began to peel off, and his strength was also rapidly improving.

Before, Lou Xinyu's strength was the lowest among these people, but at this time, he could sweep a row, defend the stone ladder and have spare time to attack Leng Wuya.

Han Jing also felt that Lou Xinyu's strength was increasing, and she was also a little difficult to deal with it. However, she still didn't want He Yuanshan to waste this opportunity and eagerly thought of an idea: "He Yuanshan, enter the ice gate!"

While the thunder gun pointed at Lou Xinyu, Han Jing raised her left hand, and three cold swords formed a door frame and suddenly appeared on the stone ladder. He Yuanshan shot at the ice gate. Lou Xinyu disappeared before the tip of the thunder gun almost at the same time and arrived in front of He Yuanshan in a flash. Just as he raised his foot to kick He Yuanshan, he was hit by He Yuanshan and the two bumped into the ice gate together.

Although it is a door frame made of three swords in a hurry, it is the essence of sword spirit that contains the power of the ice soul sword, freezing Lou Xinyu and He Yuanshan together, and both of them are covered with a layer of ice.

The gray shadow emerged from Lou Xinyu's body and was about to escape. Han Jingqing shouted, "Where are you going!" The thunder gun was connected, and the two-color gun shadow flew like a group of snakes dancing, entangling the gray shadow and quickly submerged the gray shadow.

He Yuanshan's body clapped his hands to shake off the hard ice, and Han Jing urged, "Take the time to understand, and I will protect you."

Without saying thank you, He Yuanshan directly sat down cross-legged and realized. Previously, he had seen the influence that Han Jing had seen, and his eyes seemed to fall into a battlefield in an ancient era. He saw the towering great monk, but he was dragged down by Lou Xinyu at that time.

Generally speaking, the state of epiphany was interrupted, and it was difficult to enter the state again in a short period of time, but He Yuanshan was determined and soon entered the state. He saw the man with golden brilliance all over his body floating in the void.

As described by Han Jing, the golden-robed monk used a thick-backed sword. However, what he saw was not very similar to what she described. He did not see the terrible scene of the ground cracking under a sword. What he saw was thunderbolt between the sword spirit.

Thunder and lightning as thick as a python hit the golden robe monk's sword, bursting a strong light. The figure of the golden robe monk disappeared into the strong light, but the sword was intact and clearly visible. Then, He Yuanshan's eyes were covered with a layer of gray, which was also the kind of gray without life and death.

With a long exhalation, He Yuanshan stood up and turned his eyes to the second floor.

Above, Leng Wuhen and Yu Guhong have already stood on it, and Lang Xing and the other two have also climbed the second stone ladder.

Leng Wuya also withdrew at this time, and the excited expression showed that he had gained a lot.

The shadow of the gun dissipated and no longer saw the gray shadow appear, but Han Jing did not dare to relax her guard at all. Her eyes stared at the place where the gray shadow disappeared. At this time, it seemed that after growing up, he saw that He Yuanshan and Leng Wuya were awake and urged, "Don't be in a daze, and then go up to the second floor to have a look."

I didn't know that Han Jing had been protecting these people. Leng Wuya answered with a smile and smiled at He Yuanshan. The two walked up to the second floor together.

Each layer of stone ladder through the sky ladder will yield different gains.

Standing among the people on the second floor, the image that talent is closest to Han Jing is also the closest to her. It is also in the endless desert, the strong wind comes from the sky, looking at the yellow sand rolling and the white sand baking sun hanging low. A man stood under the sun with a long sword pointing to the sky.

From here on, what Leng Wuqi saw was different from what Han Jing saw. He saw the tornado covering the sun, and the yellow sand covered the earth. The heaven and earth changed color. How did the man get the sword in the yellow sand? He only saw a vague image, and the movement trajectory of the sword was not complete. He only saw that the tornado broke off with the yellow sand, and the heaven and the earth returned to calm.

"Oh, this is the gap! I haven't seen the change of that sword!"

A sigh sounded in his cold ears, and he turned his head to see that it was Yu Guhong. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Talent, you can't fake it here. The talent is almost the same."

"poor talent? We used to think that one day we would blame ourselves, and we would not take such a blow to hit people, directly destroying what we are most proud of, scum, we are also scum!" Yugu Hong said waningly.

"We need to learn from Xiaoqi and He Yuanshan. Look at them, they have progressed faster under the blow of Han Jing." He muttered coldly and approvingly.

Turning his head to look at Leng Wuya and He Yuanshan, Yu Guhong was even more depressed: "They have no psychological obstacles, because they already recognize that Han Jing is the boss, and the boss is stronger, which is very normal for them. But can we be the same?"

"Well, that's true. If Han Jing surpasses us, I guess you will wipe your neck with a sword.

"Can't you wipe your neck with a sword?"

"Me?" Looking at Han Jing, Leng Wuqi sighed, "It should hit the wall and die."

"It seems that we won't live long." Lang Xing interrupted. When the two looked at it together, he whispered, "I'm sorry."

"You have your position. It doesn't matter, my friend. We are like-minded." He said coldly, and the alienation in his tone was obvious.