"Yes, the strength of Mu Fangyun and Fang Xiaoyue can be ranked in the top twenty of the outer mansions, and the two of them will be willing to become the master of the sect. ”

"This Senior Brother Han, it's really not simple, the master of the Heavenly Gate Sect, it should be Li Mo who appointed him to take over. Situ Feng stood behind the crowd and looked at Han Yi in the ring, "I didn't expect Li Mo to value him so much." ”

"Aren't you the same? In order to fight him, you even postponed the time to break through the Dragon Gate. Shangguan Le behind him said lightly.

"To be honest, the current Han Yi, even I can't see through it. Liu Qianfeng held the long sword in his arms, with a deep interest in his eyes, "The heavy sword on his back is afraid that it will be terrifying." And looking at the vision of the change in his complexion, it seems that he has cultivated a very powerful body refining spiritual technique. The dual cultivation of the spirit and body is not simple. ”

"Hmm. Situ Feng nodded.

On the other side, the people of the Peacock Pavilion were also paying attention to this battle, and Zheng Yi, who was following behind Li Huang, looked at Han Yi with a gaze full of hatred.

"With a 20-game winning streak, I'm eager to see what this guy is capable of. Li Huang smiled slightly, "However, with this Fang Xiaoyue's strength, it shouldn't be able to make Han Yi go all out." After all, he can even defeat you, at that time, he was only a late-stage cultivator, and now I don't know how strong he has become. ”

"Pavilion master, I ......" Zheng Yi wanted to say something.

"Needless to say, I have already said that I will enter the Inner Mansion after the end of the Outer Mansion Dabi, and I will not interfere in the grievances between you, how to solve it is up to you to decide. ”

"Yes. ”

Zheng Yi replied, secretly happy in his heart. In this way, he could use the power of the Peacock Pavilion openly and openly to deal with Han Yi.

Idiot. Fang Yao looked at Zheng Yi and scolded secretly, this guy's brain is really useless, but the mansion master standing behind Han Yi is the lord of the mansion, you don't want to think about the consequences if you want to move him.

Han Yi and Fang Xiaoyue in the ring looked at each other, and they didn't know why an inexplicable anger spread from their hearts, and they couldn't suppress it. He turned his head to look at the stands far away, where Elder Mu and the elders were lined up, sitting on chairs with a lazy figure.

It was they who decided this battle, which led to the result of their encounter with Fang Xiaoyue, and Fang Xiaoyue was doomed to defeat because he couldn't lose. He needs strength, he needs spiritual infusion, he needs to be stronger.

"After this battle, I don't want anyone in the Heavenly Gate to question me, no matter who it is. Han Yi raised his hand and held it weakly, and the Lei Xiao Sword appeared in his left hand and was tightly held.

"The Seven Kills of Thunder are finally coming. After the crowd, Zhao Tian became excited, and his heart beat faster. He and Han Yi cultivated the only two high-level spiritual techniques in the Spirit Mansion, and only the two of them were qualified to fight each other here. These were the words that Elder Mu, his teacher, had told him.

He knew very well that from the beginning of Dabi to the present, neither he nor Han Yi had ever exploded with real strength.

"Come on, let me see your true strength. Fang Xiaoyue's hands danced, and the surging spiritual power poured out continuously, and after each handprint, a flame condensed in the air, until it finally filled most of the ring.

"Flame meteors, red flames burn. ”

With a wave of her hand, thousands of flame meteors suddenly shot out, turning into a fiery dragon that burst into flames.

"What a strong psychic skill. ”

"This power is terrifying. The onlookers screamed.

"Unexpectedly, the Red Flame Fire Dragon was condensed, and it seems that Xiaoyue's Flame Meteor has reached the realm of perfection. Mu Fangyun said with a solemn face, "It seems that Senior Brother Han is in danger." ”

Zhou Yang saw Fang Xiaoyue's spiritual technique, and his eyes changed slightly. The power of this attack is enough to defeat those top ten existences.

However, Han Yi's face on the other side remained unchanged, his right hand didn't know when he had already grasped the hilt of the Lei Xiao Sword, and the silver spiritual power on his arm gathered, and the lightning flickered, and the light was blazing.

"Drawing the sword, two ways to break the mystery. ”

The onlookers only felt a burst of strong silver light erupt in the ring, and they closed their eyes one after another, followed by a huge explosion that sounded deafeningly.

They hurriedly opened their eyes and looked at the ring, Fang Xiaoyue was standing with her back against the light curtain, with bloodshot on the corners of her mouth, her face was pale, and she was terrified with unconcealable horror. That sword flashed suddenly, but it instantly shattered all her confidence and doubts.

Han Yi stood in front of her, the Thunder Sword pointed at her throat, and with just a slight advance, the sharp spiritual weapon would cut her throat.

"I lost. After Fang Xiaoyue said this, the whole person fell to the ground like a deflated balloon, and tears poured out.

Han Yi's heart softened, squatted down to help her wipe away her tears, and paused every word when she spoke.

"Believe me, the justice of Tianmen will not change, and no one will dare to bully you in the future. ”

Fang Xiaoyue looked at Han Yi and inexplicably believed what he said.

"Hmm. She nodded.

Behind the crowd, several old students with powerful aura looked at Han Yi with disdainful expressions.

"This Tianmen is really interesting, in order to show the strength of the door master, he actually sacrificed a deputy door master. Someone laughed.

It can only be said that Fang Xiaoyue's luck is really bad enough, she actually met two strong opponents in a row in the top 100 competition, and she ranked in the top 20 in the last competition, but she didn't even enter the top 100 this time. ”

The few people next to him did not echo, but their eyes changed. With Han Yi's sword just now, even they felt the danger.

"Brother Zhou, what do you think of this Han Yi's strength?" Yue Huaxuan asked Zhou Lingxu.

"Very strong, a strong opponent. Zhou Lingxu said lightly, turned around and left the battlefield. After a day of fighting, the top 100 has been born, tomorrow will be the semi-finals, and every opponent he faces is not to be underestimated, and he needs to go back and recover as soon as possible.

Yue Huawei glanced at Zhou Lingxu's back, then looked at Han Yi in the ring, and his gaze changed. He ranked tenth in the last big competition, while Zhou Lingxu ranked fifth, it seems that the ranking gap is not big, but in fact, the difference in strength between each of the top ten disciples is huge, and only the strength gap between the top three is a millimeter.

Zhou Lingxu commented on Han Yi like this, obviously putting him on the same level as himself, could it be said that this freshman who had only been in the house for a year had grown to such an extent?

"How is it, that sword, do you see it clearly?" Situ Feng asked Liu Qianfeng beside him.

"Well, a very strong sword has reached the limit of a Spirit Sect stage cultivator, and now he has the strength to fight against us. ”

"Ah Le, what do you think?"

"Compared to half a year ago, it is indeed much stronger. ”

At this time, Zheng Yi and Fang Yao of the Peacock Pavilion on the other side looked at Han Yi with a little flickering, and Zheng Yi still had a trace of jealousy in his eyes.

"It's kind of interesting, and it looks like the final won't be so boring. Li Huang finished with a smile and left with the people of the Peacock Pavilion.

"It's good, now the top 100 has been born, and tomorrow the semi-finals will start. Elder Mu stood up and said aloud.

After the crowd, Zhao Tian glanced at Han Yi again, smiled, and left with the flow of people.

The next day, before dawn, the battlefield was crowded with onlookers, and when the morning sun was rising, the disciples who broke into the top 100 came one after another.

The stands were full of elders from the outer mansions, and compared to yesterday, it seemed that some new faces had been added, and some of them couldn't even name the old students in the mansion. The Elder Zhao, who was guarding Donghua City, also returned to the Spirit Mansion, and at this time he was chatting happily with an elder with white hair.

At this moment, a powerful momentum suddenly descended from the sky, and a pale green light shot out from the direction of the inner house, and in a few moments, it came to the fighting battlefield, and landed in the center of the ring from the sky.

"Elder Mu. ”

The elders in the stands shouted in unison.

"Hmm. Elder Mu responded lightly and looked at the thousands of disciples from the outer mansion under the ring, "Top 100 disciples, come up." ”

Hmm, a series of figures swept out of the crowd and landed in the ring, and more than a dozen Tianmen disciples led by Mu Fangyun, Ji Xuanyou, and Zhou Yang beside Han Yi stood silently. He glanced around, Situ Feng, Shangguan Le, and Liu Qianfeng undoubtedly entered the top 100, and he didn't know any of the other people in the small group on the left, except for the old student named Zhou Lingxu.

In the other direction, Mu Lingtong and Mo Ying each occupied a position, obviously a lone wanderer.

When Han Yi saw Li Huang, he was slightly shocked, but what surprised him was that there were more than 30 people in the Peacock Pavilion who had entered the top 100, and Zheng Yi and Fang Yao were among them. He sneered secretly, Peacock Pavilion, no matter who he encountered, he would definitely not have the slightest hand.

"I'll explain the rules of the semi-finals first, and after a while, draw a group of bamboo sticks with the same number, and then play in pairs after sorting. Elder Mu flipped his hand, and a stick holder appeared in the palm of his hand, "Okay, let's draw lots." ”

Several people lined up and drew lots.

"Let's draw a group of people with the same number and start the game in the ring where they belong. ”

Han Yi glanced at his signature number, No. 0702 No. 7 Ring No. 2 sign.

"You two be careful. After telling Ji Xuanyou and Mu Fangyun beside him, he flew and flew and landed lightly in the seventh ring.

Whew, the air whistled, and a young man wearing the Lingfu disciple's uniform fell to the other end of the ring, looked at Han Yi and smiled.

"Zhao Dong, please advise Senior Brother Han. ”

"Please advise you. ”

Han Yi clenched his fists.

Zhao Dong knew that Han Yi's strength was strong and he didn't dare to hold it up, so he took the lead, and the long sword in his hand slashed through the air, inspiring dozens of cyan sword rays. Han Yi secretly ran the Spirit Technique Technique, the black on his body deepened and deepened, and he punched out, the air exploded, and the terrifying fist wind gushed out and shattered all those sword rays.

"The sword dances forever. Zhao Dong turned around, and the long sword swung continuously, and each sword was used with all his might, not daring to slack off. Suddenly, six sword rays of tens of meters in size fell from the sky, and those sword rays fused in the air, and their volume increased dramatically, reaching more than two hundred meters, and the condensation was abnormal.

Han Yi drew his sword and stomped on his feet, the entire ring shook for a moment, he flew up, slashed down with a sword in one hand, and a translucent white sword flew out.

The huge sword and the white sword collided together, and with a snort, it was cut away from it and dispersed and disappeared. The white sword light then fell, Zhao Dong's face changed slightly, and the spiritual power was injected into the long sword, and a sword stabbed towards the white sword light.

However, the next moment, the long sword in his hand was broken by a terrifying force with a click, and the whole person shot out backwards, blood spurting wildly.

In less than ten breaths, Zhao Dong, a top 100 disciple, was defeated by Han Yi.