The first two duels can be described as exciting, different from the onlookers watching the excitement from the sidelines, the candidates who watched the battle on the high platform on the sidelines can be seen as the real doorway, and the strength shown by Shi Feiyun and Ye Long is enough to attract the attention of the candidates who did not play. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Han Zhonglin passed the dialysis of the first two duels, and quickly became familiar with the routine of Shi Feiyun and Ye Long's battle, if he met these two disciples of the family, Han Zhonglin was confident that the chance of winning was more than seventy percent, of course, under the condition of not performing the thundering trick.

The jade plate in Han Zhonglin's hand was the second pick-up number, which was extremely backward, which just gave Han Zhonglin the opportunity to carefully observe the strength of the rest of the candidates.

In the next three hours, a series of beautiful duels were staged one after another, and the onlookers from time to time let out bursts of exclamations, and the grand occasion was extraordinary.

And four of the monks really caught Han Zhonglin's attention, Jin Kuo, the best genius of the younger generation of the Jin family, the first family of the Outer Sect, Long Tai, a disciple of the Long family of the Outer Sect, Huang Yicheng, a disciple of the Huang family, one of the three major families of the Inner Sect, and Han Mingshe, a disciple of the Han family, one of the seven great families of the Inner Sect.

Jin Kuo, as his name suggests, tall and burly, the magic weapon makes a bright silver knife, a set of knife skills open and close, with the power of opening up mountains and opening up the land, all moves are useless in front of its knife momentum, and they are not appropriate.

Long Tai, a disciple of the Long family, has reached the realm of his magic skills in controlling fire, and the fire phoenix that he conjured up has the power to burn the sky from the fire, and he defeated his opponent in only ten rounds, revealing the super combat power of the fire monk.

And Yu Longtai is different, Huang Yicheng, a disciple of the Huang family, has a lot of defensive means, allowing the sword to attack, forcibly exhausting all the opponent's means, and ending up with the opponent automatically admitting defeat. According to Han Zhonglin's observations, although Huang Yicheng, as an earth-based monk, focuses on defense, his offensive methods will not be weak. If you encounter such a difficult opponent, you can only consider yourself unlucky.

The most surprising of these four monks was Han Mingshe, a disciple of the Han family, Han Mingshi, Han Ming's appearance was white and pure, he looked very thin, and he looked completely weak, but at the time of the duel, Han Mingshi seemed to have completely changed and used the water system technique to an unparalleled realm, and he was extremely calm in advance and retreat, without a trace of flaws, without a trace of mud and water. Han Zhonglin thinks that when he encounters such an opponent, the number of wins and losses is five or five.

The middle-aged monk walked to the center of the high platform and said in a loud voice: "The fourteenth duel is about to begin, let's play the two picks and the two picks!"

Han Zhonglin was about to step out when he saw a white-clothed monk walking out first.

"It's him!"

The white-clothed monk's steps seemed to be slow and fast, and his body didn't look clever, but there was an invisibly cold aura on his body, which couldn't help but make Han Zhonglin frown slightly.

Leng Mingxin, the elite of the Leng family, the seven great families of the Inner Sect.

The reason why Han Zhonglin frowned was because the cultivation of the five great families of the Lost Immortal Sect Thunder, Gold, Leng, Dragon, and Huang had reached the extreme in the cultivation of the Thunder, Gold, Ice, Fire, and Earth Origin Force, and Leng Mingxin's strength in the Ice Origin Force must be extremely strong. On the other hand, Han Zhonglin himself can only use the wind and ice two systems of Yuan Force Techniques to the outside world, and Han Zhonglin's "Xuanjing Technique" may not play much role in front of Leng Mingshe, and it will take a lot of twists and turns to win this one.

But immediately, Han Zhonglin was relieved, and Leng Mingxin would also fall into the same situation.

After the middle-aged monk checked the jade plates of both sides, he immediately announced: "The fourteenth duel, the second number Leng Mingxin is the second number of dragon scales!"

"Please make a move!" Han Mingshu stood with his hands in his hands, and said directly after standing still.

Han Zhonglin was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, he wanted to be polite, but he didn't expect Han Mingshu to be so direct.

First arched his hand, Han Zhonglin's mind moved, and the thirty zhang around him suddenly became cold, and nearly a thousand Xuanjing crystals appeared in mid-air.

Leng Mingxin was also stunned when he saw the Xuanjing in the sky, and two cold lights flashed in his eyes after an instant.

"Look, this monk of the Green Dragon Hall is also an ice monk, so it looks good now!"

"Han Mingshe is the best at ice spells, this dragon scale is going to be unlucky!"

Before the duel on the high platform began, the onlookers under the high platform first discussed, and most of the onlookers chose to directly look at Han Zhonglin.

Han Zhonglin heard the discussion from the audience, but his heart was not wavering, and he quickly thought about the means to deal with Han Mingshe in his mind.

"Thorn, sting!"

Han Zhonglin secretly thought in his mouth, and the thousand Xuanjing suddenly turned into ten strands, forming ten white rays of light in an instant, mixed with a whistling sound, and swept towards Leng Mingxin.

Ten thorns carried billowing cold smoke, and the frost was pouring everywhere they passed, and the fierceness of the power was chilling.

As soon as Han Zhonglin made a move, there was a sudden silence on and off the field, and the monks on the field who had just seen Han Zhonglin were speechless in shock.

Leng Mingxin's face remained unchanged, his arms were raised, and ten ice spears appeared one after another.

"Go!"

The ice spear shot out, stabbing at ten white rays of light each.

Bang!

After several explosions, ten ice guns exploded one after another, but they couldn't stop the power of the stinging light.

Leng Mingxin did not hesitate, his figure flashed, he raised his right hand and grabbed it out of thin air, and another ten ice spears appeared, spinning and whining towards the thorns.

"Broken!"

Leng Mingxin snorted coldly, and the ten ice guns directly collided with the thorns, and after another series of explosions, the ten thorns and ice guns all turned into powder.

The feet shrank like inches, and after a few flashes of Leng Ming's heart, he came to Han Zhonglin more than ten feet away, and his palms came out.

Two small white dragons jumped out of Leng Ming's palm, and then disappeared in a flash.

Han Zhonglin suddenly had an alarm, when a white light flashed in his eyes, his figure disappeared in place, and when he appeared seven zhang away again, he saw that the place where he was standing was already cold.

"Xuanbing Dragon Ascending Technique, open!"

Leng Mingxin's cold voice sounded, and the size of the two white dragons suddenly skyrocketed, and within a radius of fifty zhang suddenly became like an ice cellar, and the cold ice on the high platform spread rapidly at a visible speed. Leng Mingxin cast an ice spell that was really a cut above Han Zhonglin.

Han Zhonglin's eyes froze, staring at the two white ice dragons in the distance, and said secretly in his heart: "Leng Mingxin has practiced the ice technique to an extremely high level, and I am afraid that it will not be able to take advantage of the hard work of the Xuanjing technique." ”

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Han Zhonglin's mind: "If you can get close to Leng Mingxin, the Spirit Divine Attack Method in the Spirit God Technique can give it a try!"

Han Zhonglin urged the Yuan Force in the dantian, and a thousand ice crystals quickly condensed in the endless cold.

"Xuanjing, Ice Spinning Diamond!"

Thousands of ice crystals instantly lined up in a cone, and then burst out with a dazzling white light that spiraled out and stabbed towards the two white ice dragons.

"Thang Long is not to blame!"

The two ice dragons that had turned into four or five zhang long raised their dragon heads, as fast as leaping into the abyss, one ice dragon quickly shook together with the ice Xuan Diamond, and the other ice dragon attacked Han Zhonglin.

Han Zhonglin took out the Cold Sky Sword from the storage bag, and the dragon's groan sounded, and the two spirit dragons broke out at the same time and faced the ice dragon together.

"Carving insect skills!"

A hint of mockery appeared at the corner of Leng Mingxin's mouth, and he raised his right arm, and a small white dragon crawled out of the sleeve of his robe.

"The dragon is in the sky!"

The little white dragon leaped to its feet, rapidly expanding in midair, and the dragon's mouth suddenly opened and shot out three icicles.

Han Zhonglin's body stood up, and the Cold Sky Sword in his hand slashed out several white rays of light, and only a few crisp sounds were heard, and the three ice picks shattered in response.

"Roar!"

Two more dragon groans sounded, and two spirit dragons swept out of the sleeves of Han Zhonglin's robe to meet the white ice dragon.

And after Han Zhonglin's figure flickered a few times, he quickly approached Leng Mingxin.

"It's good to come!"

Leng Mingxin didn't know when a silver spear appeared, and with a finger of the spear, an ice dragon jumped out from the head of the spear, and devoured Han Zhonglin with a huge mouth.

Han Zhonglin's mind moved, and the cold sky sword was full of brilliance, and he immediately flew out and slashed towards the ice dragon, and Han Zhonglin's figure flashed, and he appeared ten zhang away from Leng Ming's heart.

As soon as Leng Mingxin raised his head suddenly, he saw two red rays shooting out of Han Zhonglin's eyes.

Just under the gaze of all the onlookers, Han Zhonglin's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Leng Mingxin, and with a single move of his hand, he recalled the Cold Sky Sword and slowly pointed it at Leng Mingxin's chest.

Leng Mingxin's eyes gradually regained clarity, and he saw a transparent flying sword pointing horizontally in front of him, and he was speechless for a while.

"What just happened?"

"How could Leng Mingxin let that person take out his sword?"

"Am I dazzled?"

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The scene that happened just above the high platform made the audience completely explode!