He doesn't want to say much about Tian Wenjie now.

"Go." Seeing this, Tian Wenjie couldn't help but sneer, and at the same time he thought to himself: "You are just like this."

Immediately, I left Li Yunxiao directly, found a place alone, and sat down cross-legged.

"I don't know how many people are on the ladder today." At this moment, someone suddenly asked in the crowd.

Suddenly, this topic once again ignited the audience.

Even Xi Zifeng, Nan Haotian, Chi Yanbiao, Li Yunxiao, etc., who were just eliminated, are also very interested in this topic at this moment.

"In this regard, Senior Brother Ye, Junior Sister Su Yan, Senior Brother Li Haoyang and Junior Sister Sun are still in the ladder." An old disciple of Dan Pavilion stood up and said.

There was a pair of pride that could not be concealed between his eyebrows.

Although he failed and was eliminated, this did not affect his pride in Ye Jian. There were still four disciples of Dan Pavilion who stayed on the ladder.

"I, Wanchu Dan League, and there are two more, Senior Brother Mu Xiaohan and Senior Brother Ouyang Jin." Chi Yanbiao spoke in a rare voice and said lightly.

However, when he mentioned Ouyang Jin, in addition to a trace of complexity flashed through his expression, he also had a deep hidden admiration and admiration.

In fact, no one knows Ouyang Jin, only him and Mu Xiaohan.

Chi Yanbiao always remembers that he, Ouyang Jin and Mu Xiaohan were recruited as disciples by the Wanchu Dan League, and the leader said that.

'These three sons, Ouyang Jin, are extremely talented and talented, but they lack firm will. Chi Yanbiao is decisive and cruel, and has a firm will, but his talent is a little worse,'

‘Only Mu Xiao Han, this son has both genders, not only possesses extraordinary talent, but also has perseverance and will. He is a rare talent,’

‘Once the third son is here, my Wanchu Dan League will prosper in fifty years,’

This was something Chi Yanbiao accidentally eavesdropped on him.

At that time, the leader of the Wanchu Dan Alliance was not yet the current Grand Master of Yuanji Realm, Lie Bi Guangchen, who was just listening as a candidate.

"Oh~." Recalling the words of the previous leader, Chi Yanbiao's expression became more complicated, and he sighed: "Have you lost one thing and obtained another?"

Chi Yanbiao has always sighed in secret about Ouyang Jin's broken arm, but now that he seems to have lost an arm, it may be a good thing for the latter.

While the authorities had already realized it, he, the bystander, was obsessed. When he thought about it, it was ridiculous, and it was so ridiculous.

Chi Yanbiao couldn't help but shake his head and secretly mocked himself.

"We are the Zhenyi Dan Club, and there are two people who are still there, Brother Beifang Xiu and Brother Dongfang Su." Xi Zifeng took a light breath and said lightly.

There was no trace of her expression on her face, as if nothing had happened, but Nan Haotian, who was beside her, knew that she had already entered a deep self-blame.

Xi Zifeng secretly made up her mind that she would practice more rigorously after she returned.

"There are still three people in this regard." The person who spoke was a young disciple of the Shang League. At this moment, he stood up and said, "Wei Shu and Hu Ji Niang, in addition to this, they are the young man with sword intentions."

After the young man finished speaking, he sat down and for a long time, no one stood up again.

In other words, the people who are still staying on the ladder at this moment are the people mentioned above. Of course, there may be some other people, but they act alone.

"The four people from Dan Pavilion, two people from Wanchu Dan League, two people from Zhenyi Dan Club, three people from Shang League, that is to say, there are at least eleven people in it at this moment."

"Elevens, whoever can reach the top of the mountain was born from these eleven people. Maybe they all went up, maybe none of them could climb up."

Immediately, more than 80 people here looked at the clouds and mist in front of them, and silently waited.

But on the ladder, the ruthless will of the green-haired young man burst out, and he suddenly felt like he was entering a no-man state, climbing dozens of steps upwards in succession, causing a huge sensation.

"Hehe."

After climbing the 780th step, the green-haired young man smiled coldly, then turned to look down at the four figures trying to catch up.

"If you want to catch up with me, you can try it."

With a wicked smile, the young man immediately continued to step upwards, his speed did not decrease at all. In the illusory space behind him, the chaos of demons became clearer and clearer.

Mu Xiaohan frowned immediately after being looked back at by the green-haired young man, and his heart became a little cold. For a moment, the eyes of the green-haired young man became even more serious.

"What a strong evil spirit, what kind of martial arts he practiced?"

Mu Xiaohan murmured, then lowered his head and continued to climb upwards.

As for Beifang Xiu, the golden sword on his back made a slight trembling and whimpering sound under the gaze of the green-haired young man.

After gently stroked the golden sword, Bei Fangxiu's calm expression became extremely cautious.

"Is there a ruthless will?" Below it, Ye Jian and the green-haired young man's eyes met in the void, and immediately frowned slightly and said lightly.

Then, he shook his head again, ignored it, but took a step towards level 723.

"Damn it~, damn it, my will is obviously better than a floor, why can't I catch up with him? Ye Jian, wait for me, sooner or later I will step on you under my feet."

On the 630th step, Dongfang Su was sweating profusely, as if he had just been in a heavy rain, his face was pale and he looked a little weak.

However, his eyes were still like a poisonous snake, staring at Ye Jian's back, gritting his teeth, and speaking fiercely.

And at this moment, the green-haired young man's eyes fell on him, and then he just glanced lightly and left directly, as if he was completely ignored.

However, such a short gaze made Dongfang Su feel cold inside, and his hair stood up, so he didn't dare to move at all.

It took him a long time to recover from the evil gaze, wipe the sweat from his forehead, and stare at the top with a dazed face.

"Just now, what was that."

After Ye Jian stepped on the 730th step, he couldn't help but breathe gently, and then continued to step towards the upper steps.

At this moment, the resistance and pressure here are equivalent to the weight of several mountains.

In his mind, the silver sword intent next to the soul golden bead was suppressed to the size of a fist, from a millstone to a fist size.

However, although the silver sword intent light ball has a very shrinking body, the silver light it releases itself is several times more brilliant than before.

The silver light shone, extremely dazzling, staring like a sphere, quietly suspended beside the soul golden bead, like a small silver moon.

"It takes more pressure, I need greater pressure." Ye Jian climbed to the new level, took a breath, and immediately said to himself.

Immediately, he saw his climbing speed suddenly increase, and he quickly climbed up step by step.

735

736

737

...

…

745

In just a short moment, he caught up with Beifangxiu, and immediately, under the latter's surprise and shocked expression, he directly surpassed the past.

746

747

748

...

…

756

757

Ye Jian caught up with Mu Xiaohan again, and at this moment, beans-sized beads of sweat kept oozing out of his forehead, rolling down his skin, as if he was consuming a lot of physical strength.

Stopped on the 757th step, Ye Jian took a deep breath, and then smiled with relief under Mu Xiaohan's incomprehensible eyes.

The pressure and resistance on the 757th step are completely equivalent to several times the 723rd step.

Under such pressure, the silver sword intent in Ye Jian's mind was compressed from the size of a fist to the size of an egg again, emitting silver light, and became more and more dazzling.

He had a substantial feeling about the sword intent at this moment, as if he could be held in his hands.

Buzz ~.

And just then, on another ladder, when Mu Xiaohan climbed the 760th stairs, his body suddenly shook, and then there were sword sounds.

This sudden situation lasted for ten breaths before it ended.

If someone observes it at a close distance, he will definitely find that at this moment, there are blurred sword shadows growing around Mu Xiaohan.

And these sword shadows are constantly exuding an extremely sharp meaning.

"I finally broke through to 60%, from 53% to 60%, saving me a year of understanding." Mu Xiaohan slowly opened his eyes and said lightly.

And as his eyes opened, two sharp sword energy flashed in his pupils, and holes shot like illusion onto the surrounding clouds.

The clouds were cut into pieces.

"As 60% of the sword intent, my strength will double. The previous trick cannot be used, but now it is just right. Ye Jian, I am looking forward to fighting with you."

Mu Xiaohan said, and his eyes immediately fell directly beside him, Ye Jian's body.

However, the latter was bowing his head at the moment, as if he was conscious of something. Seeing this, Mu Xiaohan no longer wasted his time, but continued to walk upwards.

"The opportunity here is rare, maybe it can transform my sword intent again."

Immediately, Mu Xiaohan continued to climb upwards.

But Ye Jian climbed a few more steps, the silver sword intent in his mind became smaller, and the silver light released became even brighter.

"Not enough, not enough, the pressure is far from enough,."

Ye Jian shouted softly, and immediately climbed up again under strong pressure.
Chapter completed!