The words of self-reporting are all simple, I believe that there are few people who don't know them, and Guo Ziliu has studied in the Taiyi Hall of Shenxiao Palace, and they also know each other.

Guo Ziliu opened with a series of spells, followed by hundreds of lights and shadows, spraying out, staying in mid-air, layer after layer, forming a huge defensive sword array. This is Guo Ziliu's best Qingping swordsmanship!

As soon as he made a move, it was a trick to spare no effort, and it can be imagined that Guo Ziliu was afraid of Zhang Qinghe, and it was also a manifestation of his lack of confidence in himself.

A smile appeared on Zhang Qinghe's face, as if with a hint of mockery, he didn't move, and let Guo Ziliu's virtual body sword continue to expand in the air. And Guo Ziliu was still silently reciting the spell in the ring, as if he would never stop.

Soon, the entire ring had been filled with Guo Ziliu Qingping's virtual sword formation, and the area of Zhang Qinghe's activities was getting smaller and smaller, and Guo Ziliu seemed to have the absolute upper hand. Everyone didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Zhang Qinghe's gourd, so they held their breath and watched quietly.

Just when Guo Ziliu's released Void Body Sword was still two feet away from Zhang Qinghe, Zhang Qinghe suddenly shook his arm, and a thunder silk was wrapped around his hand, and with a faint, crackling sound, shining with lightning and sparks.

"This is the Purple Thunder Hand!" The attentive people in the audience saw the changes in Zhang Qinghe's hands.

The Purple Thunder Hand is a move of the Purple Thunder Technique, which means that what Zhang Qinghe is now releasing is the Purple Thunder Technique, one of the three new methods of Shenxiao!

Between the lightning and the fire, Zhang Qinghe used the purple thunder hand to grab a virtual body sword in the air, but the virtual body sword did not disappear in Zhang Qinghe's hands, but was at the mercy of Zhang Qinghe in a regular manner. As soon as Zhang Qinghe exerted his strength, suddenly, a long thunder wire emerged from this virtual body sword, and the thunder silk rushed to the next virtual body sword, and between the virtual body sword and the virtual body sword, a channeling electric phenomenon was formed, and there was a self-explosion.

All the void swords were burned in an instant!

There was still smoke on the stage, and Guo Ziliu and Zhang Qinghe stood there quietly, staring at each other. Zhang Qinghe smiled and said, "Senior Brother Guo, you seem to have forgotten that the Purple Thunder Hand is the one who restrains your Qingping Sword Technique. ”

Guo Ziliu didn't reply, just stood there unwillingly. Suddenly, he spurted a mouthful of blood and immediately fell to the ground and fainted.

If the magician accumulates all of his spiritual power and releases a mana void or entity, once it is destroyed in an instant, it will cause strong internal damage to the caster. The brilliance of Zhang Qinghe's success or failure lies in this.

Nearly a thousand Shenxiao Palace disciples in the audience applauded thunderously, while the Zixiao Guan disciples' faces were stagnant. Lian Jue had forgotten to announce the results of the game at this time, and he realized it when he saw his friend Chu Eyang jump on the stage and pick up Guo Ziliu.

The competition was cruel, and the people of Zixiao Mountain broke off their expectations and dreams, but the most fatal injury was the shaking of their belief in the Shenxiao Sect.

It took Yin Guan a lot of twists and turns to wake up Guo Ziliu. Guo Ziliu opened his eyes weakly, and said in the first sentence: "Master, I'm sorry." Qian Mu and Zhang Fangfang cried when they saw their senior brother's appearance.

Yan Han still hid behind the crowd and didn't dare to step forward, as if he was a child who had done something wrong, for fear of being reprimanded by his parents.

Chu Eyang comforted Guo Ziliu a few words, and asked Yin Guan to help Guo Ziliu to rest at the foothold. At this time, Qu Heping walked over, patted Chu Eyang's shoulder and said, "Brother Tai, it seems that I need to invite you to Yanhe Town for a cup of tea." ”

Chu Eyang sighed and said, "Brother Qu, I suddenly found that I was a little tired. ”

Qu Heping understood what he meant when he heard it, and said: "Master Chu, calm down, this master still has to be the master." In fact, since the establishment of the three-house pattern, I have long lost my hopes for the top eight, no, it is still chic. ”

Chu Eyang smiled slightly bitterly.

In the evening, Li Changming and Tan Ya were already packing their luggage, and Hu Zhe and Lu Huiyang of Rongcheng Hall were not idle, and everyone was busy quietly.

At this time, Chu Eyang, Yin Guan and others took the hundred-year-old back to the inn. The hundred-year-old limped and glanced at everyone, but everyone didn't speak, and the atmosphere was very gloomy.

Yan Han came to Chu Eyang's side and reminded him a little timidly: "Lord, I still have tomorrow's game." ”

Chu Eyang didn't want to look at Yan Han with his eyes, "Don't you say that I forgot that there is such a as you." After the competition, when we return to Zixiao Mountain, Shenxiao Palace and Bixiao Palace may also send a punishment notice, you have to be a little mentally prepared. By the way, who are you going to compete with tomorrow?"

"I'll be with the golden load of Qingxiao Palace tomorrow"

Chu Eyang looked up to the sky and laughed for a while, and said in a strange tone: "Hehe, if the hundred years old are too uninjured, we really have some hope of getting close to the top sixteen, why didn't Guo Ziliu have this good luck!"

Bai Suitai listened to Chu Eyang's words and lowered his head with guilt.

Then Chu Eyang said to Yan Han with some coldness: "Early tomorrow morning, if you are defeated, leave with us quickly, don't be embarrassed here!"

"Why don't I abstain tomorrow?" I'll go back with you. ”

"Smack!", a mouth. Chu Eyang roared: "We can lose, but we can't lose our Zixiao's face! I don't even dare to fight, where is the spirit of your game? What are you, get out!"

Yan Han covered his face, and with grievances, he retreated. The other brothers had no sympathy, and they all showed disdain. Only Tan Yagang wanted to go up to comfort Yan Han, but Li Changming stopped him.

Yan Han didn't want to stay in this room anymore, it was too depressing, he walked out of the door, wanting to say goodbye to his brothers Li Hao, Luo Wuyong and others.

He had just left the house not far from when he suddenly saw a figure flash, it was Qianmu. She walked over to Yan Han and stared at his already bruised face.

Yan Han also looked at her silently.

"You don't matter, do you?"

Yan Han smiled bitterly, "It's okay." ”

"Don't blame the Lord, he's in a bad mood today. ”

Yan Han nodded.

Qianmu said leisurely: "You... You have to be careful tomorrow, and if you lose, come down quickly. ”

"Hmm. Yan Han didn't say much, and went straight away.

Qianmu Bei clenched his teeth, looked at his figure, and did not say a word. Everyone was not happy today, so Qianmu didn't bother Yan Han.

In fact, Yan Han's heart was warm, but he was too inferior in his heart, he knew that he and Qianmu would never be able to, he was not worthy of it at all, and he did not dare to have such extravagant hopes.

Qianmu carried too many expectations of Zixiao Mountain, and no one in Zixiao Mountain dared to talk about feelings about this woman, including Guo Ziliu. Yan Han understands the allergic reaction of the Shenxiao Party to early love, which can be seen from Dongfang Feng's body.

Early the next morning, everyone had already packed their bags. Yan Han was just about to go out, Zhang Ting'er stopped him, she came to Yan Han's side, tidied up his shirt for him, and then said to him: "Go and come back quickly, everyone will be waiting for you outside the inn." ”

Yan Han let out an "um".

When Yan Han walked out of the house, he saw that everyone had already walked out of the house with their bags, and he felt bitter in his heart, thinking that he didn't even have a personal appreciation for his game, alas.

Yan Han came to the third ring, and there was still a while in the game, but now there were really a few people on the sidelines. And near the fourth ring, there is a black press, because of the fourth thunder platform, there is Dongfang Feng.

After a while, Drum Wind Thunder came over, and there was another disciple behind him, with a somewhat strong figure and a bunch of beards on his face.

Blowing Thunder said to the person behind him: "Jin Zai, it's about to start, you go up first!"

It turned out that this fierce was Jin Zai, and he was also a famous disciple of Qingxiao Palace, he jumped up and saw that the audience was extremely deserted, but there was no surprise, because he already knew who the opponent was, and he was bored for a game without suspense, how could the audience find it interesting?

Yan Han walked up to the wind and thunder and said to him, "Elder, disciple Yan Han has come to report. ”

Blowing Thunder sat there, squinting his eyes, barely even looking at Yan Han, he waved his hand and said, "Go up!"

Yan Han walked up the steps, saw Jin Zai on the opposite side, and reported his name: "Zixiao Mountain, Yan Han, disciple of the Red Emperor Garden, quasi-Zhongtian Realm"

Jin Zai glanced at Yan Han and asked, "What are you doing in the Red Emperor Garden?"

Yan Han coughed dryly and replied in a low voice, "We are cooks." ”

Jin Zai asked again: "What did you just say, what realm is the quasi-middle heaven realm?"

Yan Han was a little embarrassed: "It's almost to the Zhongtian Realm." ”

After hearing this, Kim Jae held his belly and laughed. Hearing the laughter, the wind and thunder in the audience opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the stage, and said, "Let's start the game!"

When Blastthunder announced the start of the game, Kim Jae was still smiling, and he was laughing non-stop on stage.

Yan Han glanced at him, and his heart was proud, because he knew that his opportunity had come!

Yan Han immediately cast a fifty-six Thousand Thousand Divine Appearance, and with his current level, he could cast it with little preparation and no one noticing.

Yan Han moved, and at an extremely terrifying speed, he came to Jin Zai, and his original mastery, the cicada wing finger, was sent as he pleased, and in just a moment, he sealed several main points on Jin Zai's body.

Jin Jae's laughter stopped abruptly, but his mouth was still open, and a pair of eyes of fear and disbelief stared at Yan Han. This time it was Yan Han's turn to laugh, and the smile was so mysterious.

Jin Zai's huge body fell down the stage with a thud. It wasn't until Kim Jae's body hit the wooden board under the stage that Blastwind Thunder woke up from his half-asleep state, and the only dozen or so spectators in the audience looked at the scene in front of them, and no one dared to believe that this was the truth.

"What's going on?" said this sentence, and he felt regret because he was the referee.

I don't know when, Tan Ya jumped from the stage and shouted: "Brother Yan Han, you won, it's great! When the master left just now, I was still worried about you, afraid that you would make a mistake, so I specially asked me to come and see you." I'm going to call everyone back. After Tan Ya finished speaking, he hurriedly turned around and ran outside the venue.

Several people in the audience were talking, and it was really difficult for them to explain the scene just now. Yan Han jumped off the stage and said to the wind and thunder who was still looking at him, "Elder, did I win?"

Only then did the wind and thunder react, so he coughed dryly, and then announced in a low voice: "Zixiao Guan Yan Hansheng!"

The super news of this spell competition appeared: a guy who couldn't reach the Middle Heaven Realm actually subdued Jin Zai, a master in the late stage of the Heaven Realm, with one move. It's a miracle, it's a big joke, and it's a fact within a fact!

When Tan Ya ran to the door of the inn, everyone was already a little impatient. Chu Eyang saw Tan Ya's anxious appearance, so he hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, Yan Han is injured?"

"No, it's Yan Han who won!"

"What!" said the group almost in unison.

Li Changming put down his luggage, walked to Tan Ya's side, and touched Tan Ya's forehead, he was really worried that his beloved apprentice would go crazy with Yan Han, so he asked again: "Who do you say won?"

Tan Ya smiled and said, "Master, when did I joke with you, it was Yan Han who won, and he beat Jin Zai with one move!"

"Did that kid have a stroke?" Ho Chul had lost to Kim Jae in the game, and he knew Kim Jae's strength very well, so he felt incomprehensible about this answer at first.

"Then I didn't look at it, anyway, I won, I was in a hurry to report just now, and I didn't ask in detail. Tanya still couldn't hide the joy in his heart.

In fact, when she heard the news, she was most excited about Qianmu, her heart was pounding, in her heart, Yan Han was originally a guy who could produce endless miracles. She was going to watch Yan Han's point game, but Zhang Ting'er asked her to take care of the injured Senior Brother Guo, and it was inconvenient for her to leave.

Zhang Fangfang said impatiently: "I'll go and see, what shit luck Yan Han this kid hit!"

At this time, Zhang Ting'er glanced at Chu Eyang, and saw that he was still thinking about some problems there, so she said, "Husband, what do you think?"

Chu Eyang pretended to be very calm, so he said: "Whether it's a stroke or a collision, it seems that we can't leave for a while, so I'll go to Yanhe Town to have a cup of tea with that old ghost." Ting'er, you take everyone back to your residence, and wait for Yan Han to leave after the next game. ”

In fact, Chu Eyang was still quite excited, after all, Yan Han's victory meant the top sixteen! Zixiao had never entered the top sixteen since the creation of the faction. It's just that he now has to find a way to ease his bad temper with Yan Han in the past two days.

When Zhang Ting'er led everyone back, everyone couldn't wait to ask about the game when they saw Yan Han.

Yan Han smiled and said: "I have not had enough potential since I was a child, so I can only practice the Thousand Thousand Divine Appearance, so I have trained the Thousand Thousand Divine Appearance to be a little perverted, and today Jin Zai is careless, so I have a chance to take advantage of it." ”

Zhang Fangfang stuck out her tongue and said: "Where can thousands of gods be perverted again, I doubt that you are setting some trap in the ring to trap and harm others!"

Zhang Ting'er said at this time: "Fangfang, don't talk nonsense, every ring of the Shenxiao Sect is guarded by elders, and no one can do anything." She said to Yan Han again: "It seems that I will go to Ning Feng Hall tonight to draw the opponent of the next game for you." ”

The hundred-year-old lady limped over, and he said to Yan Han with some grateful eyes: "Thank you, I disappointed the master, but you helped me earn back this face, no matter how lucky you are in the game, the ending finally let us go back to the mountain and have an explanation." ”

Yan Han suddenly felt a warm sense of return at this time.

Qianmu had been standing aside and looking at Yan Han, Yan Han also saw her at this time, the two pairs of eyes looked at each other, and Yan Han hurriedly looked away. Qianmu pouted and walked back to the room leisurely.