Han Yi looked at Zheng Yi, whose face was as pale as his own in the distance, and smiled, a touch of mockery floating on his face.

"Senior Brother Zheng, let's continue, there is not much time left for me, I have to end the gambling war quickly and go back to retreat and cultivate." ”

"Okay, I'll help you end this gambling battle. ”

Zheng Yi's figure flashed, and he came to Han Yi's eyes across a distance of hundreds of meters, and stabbed out with a sword. The Eye of Insight completely captured his movements, Han Yi swung his sword to block, boom, the two swords inspired a violent sound, and the spiritual power collided and exploded.

The two figures were separated at the touch of a button, Han Yi swept out again, and when they were dangdang, they kept colliding, but this time the result was completely different, Zheng Yi could no longer suppress Han Yi, and the two of them were actually evenly matched.

Zheng Yi's face was gloomy, it was only a moment of effort, and Han Yi actually had such a big change. Of course, he didn't know that Han Yi could make great progress every time he fought, and he was always learning to control his power. After more than a dozen fierce battles, and with the help of the Eye of Insight, Han Yi could already familiarize himself with the terrifying physical power in battle.

Therefore, Han Yi's attack speed, angle, and strength have all been improved by leaps and bounds, and he can be perfectly controlled.

The high-level spiritual weapon in Zheng Yi's hand can dissipate his power, so he will use absolute skill to exert his power.

There is no grand scene of spiritual power explosion in this battle, but every collision between the two is terrifying, it is an absolute hand-to-hand combat, as long as one person shows a flaw, it will usher in the opponent's fierce and ferocious pounce.

The onlookers watched the two fight with full attention, for fear of missing any detail. However, many freshmen in the Spirit Master Stage couldn't see the movements of the two clearly, and even Lu Li and Ji Xuanyou could only see two white shadows colliding with each other.

Han Yi kept swinging his sword, the angle of each sword was extremely tricky, that sword was as light and strange as a poisonous snake, and it was so fast that it was incredible. Zheng Yi's difficult defense and non-stop blocking. But every time he counterattacked, he could bring Han Yi a deadly threat.

The long battle had made Zheng Yi understand that Han Yi's physical strength was almost terrifying, so he must not be hit by him. On the one hand, he had to be careful of Han Yi's sword, and on the other hand, he had to be careful of Han Yi's fists and feet.

And the only attack that he could threaten Han Yi was a long sword in his hand. For such a result, Zheng Yi couldn't believe it, he was the ninth-ranked existence in the Foreign Mansion, and he would be helpless against a new student in the late stage of a spirit master.

In fact, Han Yi's heart was also full of surprise, Zheng Yi was so good at hand-to-hand grappling, contrary to his expectations, the two of them were almost equal in this field, if it wasn't for the assistance of the Eye of Insight, he would definitely not be Zheng Yi's opponent.

As time passed, Han Yi's attacks became more subtle, and each time he could make Zheng Yi feel a strong sense of threat.

I can't go on like this anymore, my spiritual power is limited, and Han Yi's physical strength doesn't know when it will be exhausted. Zheng Yi swung his sword from behind, the long sword twisted, and the translucent arc stabbed Han Yi's throat.

Han Yi was shocked, and also stabbed out a sword, boom, the two swords collided together, and the two figures shot out backwards.

Zheng Yi stood in the distance, suddenly stopped, he pinched out a sword trick, and a steady stream of blue spiritual power gushed out from his body, the translucent long sword was filled with cold blue light, and a gorgeous weapon pattern appeared on the sword body in an instant.

He actually directly promoted the power of the spirit weapon to the extreme, which showed that he was determined to defeat Han Yi with one blow. He was already good at hand-to-hand grappling, but he couldn't defeat Han Yi in this area where he was good at, and in the end, he had to use powerful spiritual skills, if he couldn't defeat Han Yi with one move, he would become the laughing stock of the foreign government.

Han Yi felt the horror of that blow, and immediately put his sword into the sheath, his momentum converged, and the Thunder Seven Killing Technique worked to the extreme, and the surging spiritual power was condensed under his arm, just waiting for the moment when the sword was drawn to burst out with unprecedented power.

"Ice, winter rain. Zheng Yi roared.

"Drawing the sword, two ways to break the mystery. Han Yi roared.

The translucent long sword swung out patches of blue light, and dense blue raindrops condensed in the air, gorgeous and beautiful, but in Han Yi's eyes, all the beauty no longer existed, and under the blue ice rain, there was terrifying ice energy.

The terrifying feeling of danger raged in his mind, and the moment he drew his sword at the moment when the blue ice rain appeared, the spirit yuan in the dantian sublimated into surging spiritual power, injected into the Thunder Sky Sword, and the thunder light shone like the sun breaking through the clouds.

Han Yi drew his sword, shook his sleeves, stepped on, swung his stabs, and his movements were as fast as lightning, and the air screamed, as if torn apart by a sharp blade.

The silver sword light burst out, the thunder shot out, the arc of the thickness of the finger flashed in the air, wantonly, and the terrifying and grand momentum broke free from Han Yi's body and descended on the world, the clouds condensed, and the black canopy enveloped the entire battlefield, obscuring the sunlight shining down from the zenith.

Those black mist surged and swirled, transforming into a scene of millions of floating corpses and rivers of blood, like Shura purgatory.

Zheng Yi's complexion changed greatly, and the sword in his hand waved down without hesitation, and the blue ice rain in the sky shot out, and white ice crystals condensed in the air, and they fell to the ground and shattered. Wherever the ice rain passed, the ground was covered with ice crystals, and the cold air rushed into the face like a tidal wave.

The silver light emitted by Han Yi crashed into the blue ice rain, the thunder exploded, and the condensed ice crystals on the ground exploded one after another, and the ice rain fell on the sword, and a layer of blue ice crystals began to spread.

In the battle battlefield, there was only the color of thunder surging, and the blue ice crystals were illuminated like gems, and the ice rain shot down by the thunder fell to the ground, and a crystal-like icicle grew in an instant.

The two attacks froze in the air, the ice crystals shattered, the ice rain fell, the silver light dimmed, and the thunder became disillusioned.

The besieging disciples looked at this blow and were dumbfounded, all of them were shocked by Han Yi's strength, that momentum, that heavenly canopy condensed by evil qi, and the aura that emanated made people feel terrified from their hearts.

That evil aura has not only a cold dead qi, but also a bloody aura that cannot be ignored, although Han Yi's hands have not been contaminated with many human lives, but the special attributes of Kui Long Jue have allowed him to inherit the evil qi of the people and beasts who died in his hands.

"It's not just the beginning. Situ Feng said with a smile.

Elder Mo nodded, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The young man now is really more perverted than the other, and he is a monster at all. ”

Looking at the canopy, Guan Le was still expressionless, but Liu Qianfeng on the side looked a little dignified, and then showed a hint of eagerness.

"Good boy, it's interesting to be able to condense such a terrifying momentum. ”

"How is this possible?" Zheng Yi actually gave birth to a trace of fear in his heart under the pressure of that momentum, his face was hideous, and a sentence popped out from between his teeth.

Fang Yao on the high platform was just like him, incredulous, and even a little afraid.

The two attacks were stalemate, and at a certain moment, they suddenly exploded at the same time, countless broken ice crystals fell, thunder blasted away, and the shock wave swept away.