"Is he really that well-grounded? Can you fight against the Twelve Heavenly Mansion cultivators? When he felt Han Yu's momentum that burst out in vain, Zheng Chao looked puzzled, and he could clearly sense that the aura fluctuations that burst out of the former were difficult to compare even to the cultivators of the Twelve Heavenly Mansion Realms.

When he saw the young man fearlessly sweeping towards the competition table in front of him, Zheng Chao was even more suspicious in his heart, and couldn't help but murmur, "How can he have such momentum?" ”

Call!

Han Yu's figure flickered, and he swept towards the competition table in front of him.

There was already a young man with a grim face and a straight body like a spear, standing proudly, and the breeze blew and swayed his two strands of sideburns, and if you were careful, you could see, the sideburns did not sway with the wind, but with the young man's breath.

This young man seems to have reached a state where heaven and man are one, and they are not moved by external objects!

This person is the disciple of Jieyuan Feng, Zhou Qian!

In Zhou Qian's dark eyes, they were as deep as water, making it difficult for people to explore the depths, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuations, neither joy nor sadness, but the sharp aura that permeated them seemed to be a cold blade, which made people shudder.

"Is this the mood?" As soon as Han Yu's figure swept towards the competition table, he felt an indescribable depression, and he couldn't help but show surprise in his eyes.

This week, Qian Ao stood on the competition stage, his breath was restrained, and there was no violent vitality gushing out, but the entire competition table was covered by a strange aura fluctuation.

With the touch of his divine sense, Han Yu could find that this aura fluctuation was spreading from Zhou Qian's body, just like the artistic conception he comprehended, although it was untouchable, the momentum in it seemed to be invisible.

That weird feeling made Han Yu feel quite uneasy, it seemed that under this momentum, he was almost under the lock-in of the other party's qi, once he made a move, he would definitely be full of flaws and be controlled by others!

"This guy seems to be difficult to deal with!" When Han Yu's figure landed on the competition platform, Jiuyan Tianlong's slightly solemn voice also came into his ears.

"As long as his cultivation is below the palace realm, this quota is mine!" Han Yu's eyes lit up, and he said with confidence.

"You just have to be measured." Jiuyan Tianlong said a word, and then fell into silence, it seemed that he also knew that when he encountered this kind of cultivator, with its cultivation comparable to the eleven Heavenly Mansion Realms, it would be difficult to deal with it.

"Ten Heavenly Mansion Realm!" Zhou Qian's eyes moved slightly, and his sharp eyes fell on Han Yu, and his thin lips as thin as a blade slowly opened, and he said.

"Not bad!" Han Yu's eyes froze, his sharp eyes swept through the air, and he looked towards the young man opposite, and said with a deep and fearless face.

"Looks like you've got some bit of a background." Seeing that the other party was under his own momentum, without a trace of emotion, Zhou Qian was slightly surprised, and then his eyes turned and he said.

"Whether there is a background or not, I'm afraid it's not an empty talk." Han Yu said, the underlying meaning is that the two sides will know as soon as they fight.

"You may have a bit of background, very comparable, but I still have to advise you, think carefully about the battle, otherwise you will regret it." The corners of Zhou Qian's mouth lifted, and he said slowly, "If I make a move, I will never show mercy!" ”

Zhou Qian's expression was still cold, and the words were not sad or joyful, but there was an undoubted taste in them, as if the words that came out of his mouth were the words of judgment, which could not be refuted.

"Even if you're strong, I'll fight hard!" Han Yu's eyes froze, the corners of his mouth opened slightly, and he said word by word, "I am bound to win this place!" ”

There was a hint of coldness in the young man's words, and the momentum that was bound to win made Zhou Qian be slightly stunned, staring ahead in his eyes, like a blade, piercing the space and falling towards the young man.

Airplanes!

The sharp eyes swept in vain, and even the void trembled suddenly, setting off a ripple fluctuation, and the sharp aura fluctuation swept out, making people's pores terrifying, as if it could kill people invisibly.

Call!

Han Yu's body trembled slightly, and then his eyes froze, and a dragon vein on his body suddenly burst out, and the dragon groan resounded, which resisted the vain wave of breath, but the goosebumps that had arisen in vain on his scalp were still there.

"Sure enough, it's the artistic conception!" Han Yu stared at the young man in front of him, and said with some surprise in his heart, "Look at this momentum, it's a complete artistic conception!" ”

Although he was shocked in his heart, Han Yu did not have a trace of fear, as he said, as long as the other party was not a cultivator of the palace realm, he was bound to win the quota of this core disciple!

"What kind of momentum is this?" Seeing that his artistic conception was oppressed, he was resisted, Zhou Qian's eyes were surprised, and he said secretly, "This kid is really a little extraordinary." ”

"In that case, you're welcome!" After carefully glancing at Han Yu, Zhou Qian's eyes lit up and said, "If you want to defeat me, you have to show the corresponding strength." ”

"Accompany you to the end!" Han Yu's face was deep and he said.

Call!

Zhou Qian took a deep breath, then turned his palm, the cold light flashed in front of him, and a long knife made of fine iron appeared in his hand.

The long knife is simple in shape, and there is no redundant talisman inscription engraved on the seal, but on the sharp blade, the cold light is shining, and the light is shining, and there is a terrifying knife intent that makes people fearful, making it a little more terrifying than those treasures!

Han Yu's brows moved slightly, and he muttered, "Is this guy comprehending the artistic conception of a knife?" In his body, there is a breath fluctuation quietly running, and he doesn't dare to underestimate such a strong person, otherwise there will be unimaginable consequences!

The artistic conception of the knife!

Zhou Qian held a long knife in his hand, the corners of his mouth opened slightly, and a murmuring sound fell, although the voice was not high, but it had an inexplicable momentum, which made the nearby cultivators clear to their ears.

Call!

The voice fell, but he saw the light in Zhou Qian's eyes flickering, as if a knife shadow appeared, and a sword intent burst out from his body.

When the sword intent burst out from Zhou Qian's body, it suddenly merged with the long knife in his hand, and the pair of eyes with the shadow of the knife stared at the young man in front of him, locking it tightly, as if at this moment he fell into a kind of knife artistic conception.

As long as the blade comes out, it will be blood-stained.

Call!

The sword intent spread, instantly sweeping the entire mountaintop, and the nearby air seemed to have a sword intent at this moment, and under the traction of this aura, the cultivators on the competition platform next to him all moved slightly, casting a terrifying look.

"This is the artistic conception of a knife that Senior Brother Zhou Qian comprehended a few years ago, and with this, he is almost invincible in the same rank!"

"Mood... This is a supreme meaning that is difficult to touch! ”

"With such momentum, who can be the enemy? That kid is only ten Heavenly Mansion Realms, even if he has a strong body refining martial arts, I am afraid that under Senior Brother Zhou's sword, he will be defeated like mud! ”

When the artistic conception of the spatula spread, even the cultivators who landed on the canopy in the distance sensed the sword intent, and there was an uproar, like a boil, resounding nearby.

"With such a sharp artistic conception, can Senior Brother Han resist it?" Li Daishan frowned, and muttered with some concern.

Although Han Yu's background is not weak, he has comprehended the artistic conception of Wuji, and the momentum is rarely compared, but the loss is that his cultivation is not enough, otherwise what if Zhou Qian has the artistic conception of the sword?

"It's going to be a tough battle!" Huang Ling'er sighed.

"He should have a way to deal with it, right?" Liang Dong Eryu beside him clenched his hands, the mist in his smart eyes was hazy, and the whispering seemed to comfort himself, and the worry in his eyes was unconcealable.

"This is the artistic conception of a knife, unstoppable!"

When Zhou Qian completely urged out the artistic conception of the knife, even Lord Lu Feng on the high platform couldn't help frowning, and secretly sweated for the young man below when his eyes turned.

"This kid, this time it's unlucky, he actually encountered a hard idea!" Lord Zhou Feng also shook his head, with a bitter expression, and said.

"Could it be that this kid's previous luck has run out, and this time, there is an insurmountable existence?" Deacon Chen pursed his lips and muttered in his heart.

You must know that the cultivators of these twelve Heavenly Mansion Realms, with the artistic conception of a sword, the momentum brought by it, even he was cold, and he knew that it was difficult to resist, not to mention Han Yu, who only had ten Heavenly Mansion Realms.

"The artistic conception of the knife... Hehe, stinky boy, I'll see how you handle this battle! On the referee's table, when he sensed the swept artistic conception, Pang Lin couldn't help laughing, with a gloating look.

"Hmph, go die!" Han Xueying's light eyes were dripping, looking worried, seeing Pang Lin's appearance, she shouted angrily, and when she stomped her jade foot, she stepped on the soles of the latter's feet.

Yes!

The jade feet fell mercilessly, and the sound of bones breaking came out at that moment, which made Pang Lin, who was still gloating, his face twitch in vain, and he couldn't help but let out a terrible scream, which suddenly attracted stunned eyes.

"Hugh is messing around!" After Elder Xiao turned his head and scolded, he continued to look at the audience, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was also worried about the situation below.

Several elders in the Qianyuan Hall next to him, after lazily looking at the competition table below, withdrew their eyes, and seemed to have agreed to this in their hearts.

"I don't know what this kid can do?" There are only two hall masters, and their eyes have been staring down tightly, and when they hold the chair with their palms, there is a look of expectation, and they say.

Return to the source!

When that artistic conception was completely released, Zhou Qian's eyes shrank in vain, and the long knife in his hand moved, and the air nearby trembled suddenly, and even though there was a majestic knife intent, it gathered towards the blade from nearby.

Whoa!

There seemed to be a sound of water flowing in the void, and then everyone could sense the knife intent that burst out from Zhou Qian's body, as if the tangible thing was gathering towards the knife, and at this time, the sword intent on the competition platform was becoming more and more powerful.

Call!

On the competition stage, the sword qi was pervasive, scraping the bones and hurting, Han Yu was in the middle, even the Yuan Shen couldn't help but tremble, if it weren't for the fact that he had the Nine Transformation Dragon Technique to protect his body, with this sword qi alone, he could be seriously injured!