The competition field of Qianyuan Peak is wide and boundless, and in front of the high platform where the masters of each peak stand, there is a competition platform, which is dense enough to be hundreds.

These arenas are imposing and wide, and there are obscure fluctuations on them, presumably forbidden on them to prevent them from being destroyed during the game.

At the beginning and end of the competition platform, there is a ten-zhang high referee's platform and a seven-zhang high viewing platform, as for the viewing platform, the peak lord deacon of the twelve peaks above are all sitting quietly.

Call!

When the steward of the Qianyuan Hall announced the start of the competition, the light in the hands of the disciples in each peak flickered, and the dazzling light converged towards the void in front of them, interweaving a gorgeous light curtain.

These rays of light were intertwined, but they were not entangled, as if they had been pulled by something, and they swept towards the competition table in front of them.

"I don't know who can get the place of the core disciple!" At this time, the eyes of Lord Lu Feng and the others narrowed slightly, and they stared towards the void, those pillars of light that swept out in vain.

Airplanes!

The pillar of light swept out by the magic cards in everyone's hands seemed to be pulled, and a corresponding pillar of light was found, and a gorgeous light curtain was hit on the competition table, and the air suddenly squirmed, and several words that attracted people's hearts also appeared on the competition table.

Call!

And as these words appeared in the corresponding sky above the competition tables, those disciples who were about to compete couldn't help but hold their breath, their eyes lit up, and they stared at the words that appeared on them with anticipation.

Lian Yuanfeng Han Yu vs. Zhu Yuanfeng, Zhao Ze!

"Zhao Ze!" Han Yu's eyes froze, and immediately a fiery smile broke out at the corner of his mouth, and after taking the magic card in his pocket with the palm of his hand, his body swept away, and he fell towards the competition platform where his name appeared.

"Whew!"

When Han Yu's figure landed on the competition stage, a wind swept by him, and then a handsome young man appeared in front of him, and at this moment, he was looking at him with a pair of vigilant eyes.

"Ten Heavenly Realms?" When he saw the aura fluctuations on Han Yu's body, the vigilance on Zhao Ze's face gradually dissipated, and a sly smile began to appear between the corners of his mouth, and he muttered, "I didn't expect that this competition would have such good luck, in the first battle, I met a low-level opponent." ”

"Do you think I'm easy to deal with?" Han Yu slowly raised his head and glanced ahead, when he saw the change in the expression on Zhao Ze's face, a strange smile couldn't help but appear between the corners of his mouth, there was an obvious hint of banter in his eyebrows, he smiled secretly, and said, "This guy seems to only have the cultivation of the eleven Heavenly Mansion Realm, this strength, there is no need to get so carried away!" ”

"Zhu Yuan Peak, Zhao Ze, Eleven Heavenly Mansion Peak Realm!" Then Zhao Ze saw Han Yu glancing towards him, and the smug smile on his face gradually converged, straightened his color, and hugged his fists.

"Lian Yuanfeng, Han Yu, Ten Heavenly Mansion Realm!" Han Yu also politely hugged his fists, "I also cultivate the gods." ”

"Is the god body resting?" Zhao Ze raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised, and then his eyebrows stretched, grinned, and said, "However, you didn't win so easily this time." His words were full of playfulness, as if he didn't care about the young man in front of him.

"Your Excellency, take action!" Han Yu shrugged his shoulders and said lightly.

"Then be careful!" The smile on Zhao Ze's face gradually converged, and immediately a touch of coldness came out, thinking that he was also the kind of ruthless character who had experienced a hundred battles.

Call!

As soon as the words fell, the air around Zhao Ze boiled, and the momentum of the eleven Heavenly Mansion Peak Realms was urged out by him.

The kind of aura fluctuations emanating from Zhao Ze's body were enough to make the cultivators of the Ten Heavenly Realms fearful, and they didn't dare to have a trace of slackness, but unfortunately, the young man in front of him was obviously an outsider, standing on the ground at the moment, like a sculpture, without a trace of wanting to move, there was a sharp aura fluctuation that spread.

"That's all there is to it!" Han Yu smiled secretly, his sharp eyes staring at the young man in front of him like a blade, and a chill quietly spread.

Look at that appearance, Han Yu at this moment is like an eagle staring at its prey, as long as the other party moves, he will give the other party a fatal blow...

"This Han Yu, his luck is good, he just met an opponent of the Eleventh Heavenly Mansion Realm!" On the high platform, Lord Lu Feng said with a smile.

"With his strength, it shouldn't be very difficult to deal with this cultivator!" That Zhou Feng Lord squinted his eyes slightly and smiled.

"In this battle, Han Yu will win!" Deacon Chen on the side said with sharp eyes.

"Oh!" Lord Lu Feng smiled, but there were doubts in his eyes, I don't know why Deacon Chen has such confidence, the cultivation of these eleven Heavenly Mansion Realm disciples should not be underestimated!

"Hehe, when he was on a mission in the sea area, he showed extremely strong combat power, and the dragon soul beside him was also comparable to a cultivator of the eleventh Tianfu peak realm, this person and a dragon cooperated, do you think that kid from Zhuyuan Peak still has a chance?" Deacon Chen's eyes narrowed and said with a smile.

"Oh, the strength of the dragon soul has actually been improved to this point?" Lord Lu Feng's eyes were surprised, he had also seen the scene of Jiuyan Tianlong cooperating with Han Yu to deal with Xie Jun, although he was a little surprised by the cooperation between the two, he didn't expect that the strength of this dragon soul would also be so greatly improved.

You must know that not only demon beasts but also human beings, once the original god loses its body, its strength will continue to weaken, but now it sounds like this dragon soul can improve its strength, and an existence that has lost its body can also improve its strength, such a thing is really unheard of!

"Have you reached the peak of the Eleventh Heavenly Mansion?" Lord Zhou Feng on the side also showed a look of surprise, he heard about the dragon soul at the beginning, but at the beginning, this guy was only comparable to the Eight Heavenly Mansion Realm, how could he have stepped into the Eleven Heavenly Mansion Realm all of a sudden?

At such a speed, it is not slow for an existence that has lost its physical body!

"This is what we saw with our own eyes!" Deacon Chen said with a smile.

"This guy is getting more and more curious!" Lord Lu Feng's brows moved slightly, and he couldn't help but have a trace of curiosity in his heart, and stared towards the young man below.

Airplanes!

On the competition stage, a muffled sound sounded in vain, but when I saw that Zhao Ze's palm shook, I saw that the light in his hand and soul flickered, and a cold spear appeared in his hand in vain, exuding breathtaking breath fluctuations.

The form of the gun is simple, and the aura exuded from it lets people know that this gun must be a bloody blade, which should not be underestimated!

Holding the spear, the smile on Zhao Ze's face seemed a little more confident, his palm shook suddenly, the spear stirred, stirring up waves, and it was aimed at the young man in front of him, and he didn't forget to shout in his mouth, "Look at the gun!" ”

Brush!

The spear was provoked, and the wind on the competition table suddenly rose, and the spears that looked like waves pierced the air, like a star arrow, and shot out, and the chill contained in it made people's scalps tingle.

This gun, seemingly ordinary, but endlessly changing, the shadow of the gun overlaps, the virtual and the real are difficult to distinguish, the speed is as fast as lightning, head-on, the enemy does not allow a chance to think, only to resist, but the killing is like a poisonous snake hidden, will be at a critical moment, a fierce bite, if you can't avoid it, it will bring a fatal blow!

At this time, with Zhao Ze's cultivation at the peak of the eleventh Heavenly Mansion realm, it was difficult for ordinary cultivators to resist at all!

"Brother Han Yu, can you resist it?" Han Xueying stared at a competition table below, in those bright big eyes, the mist was misty, full of worry, with superhuman perception, she naturally knew how powerful Zhao Ze's blow was, I was afraid that only the cultivators of the twelve Heavenly Realms could easily crack it!

"If he can't even cope with these eleven Heavenly Mansion Realm cultivators, it will be a shame to participate in this competition, let alone compete for the place of core disciples." Pang Lin next to him smiled coldly and said.

"Hmph, don't talk about Brother Han Yu." Han Xueying was already worried, but when she heard Pang Lin's cold words, she immediately scolded her fiercely.

"I'm just telling the truth, Senior Sister Ying'er, you should know that he and we are not from the same world at all." Pang Lin shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

"You and I are not from the same world." After Han Xueying glanced at her mouth and said coldly, she locked her eyes on the competition table below, ignoring the annoying guy.

"If you lose the place of this core disciple, you will see how arrogant you are in the future." Pang Lin grinned and said secretly.

"This girl and that kid seem to have a good relationship!" After listening to the conversation between Han Xueying and Pang Lin, the eyes of the two hall masters on the side turned, and after looking at the two elders who were also locking their eyes on one of the competition tables, their eyes were suddenly revealed, and they secretly said in their hearts, "It turns out that they are here for this kid." ”

After muttering a word, the two hall masters and the elders of the Qianyuan Hall who were originally interested in the competition of those low-level cultivators all shifted their gaze and looked down with great interest along Han Xueying's eyes, they wanted to see where this young man who could let the disciples of the palace master and the two great elders come here to watch the battle in person was sacred!

"Huh!" Just when the two hall masters of the Qianyuan Hall and the elders next to them glanced at the competition table below, a look of surprise appeared in vain.

Call!

But I saw that on the competition platform below, the shadow of the gun was stacked, as if it was a storm and overturned down, but the young man in the middle was standing majestically, unmoved, and when the shadow of the gun was a few feet closer, there was a flash of light in his eyes, and an invisible momentum also burst out.

"The moves are subtle, so what? Watch me break it! Han Yu's eyes were sharp, and the figure that seemed to be a majestic giant mountain suddenly moved, and his body did not retreat but advanced, his steps were as heavy as a mountain, and he walked forward.

"What a strong momentum!" The moment the young man's figure stepped out, Zhao Ze's eyes sank, the confidence on his face continued to converge, revealing a touch of surprise, and he muttered in disbelief, "Is this kid going to take my trick hard?" ”