The bright sun shines on the earth, and the chill of this autumn and winter is also dispelled a lot.

was dragged by Tian Yuan and others to the martial arts arena, Li Xiaoyao was depressed in his heart, he really didn't want to watch the game. The time for the entrance assessment is getting closer and closer, and he just wants to take this opportunity to quickly absorb the little green energy mass left in his body, so as not to affect his assessment results at that time.

It's just that Li Xiaoyao's thoughts were ruthlessly interrupted by Tian Yuan and others. Among them, the most excessive is Liu Qing, who can't get rid of his dead skin and face.

While walking towards the square with Tian Yuan and Tian Yuan, he said that there would be a battle with his future wife Han Ling'er, so he had to cheer for his future wife.

This kid, wishful thinking, regarded Han Linger as his future wife, and had to take himself with him, he was really speechless.

As for his sentence yesterday that he had to follow him to learn skills twenty-four hours a day, Li Xiaoyao was even more depressed and wanted to vomit blood. It's just that after wasting his saliva all night, this guy is like having an iron heart, and he has to follow him.

In the face of Liu Qing's rogue behavior, Li Xiaoyao was depressed in his heart, but Tian Yuan on the side didn't dare to care. After all, this guy is a little more terrifying than his little junior sister.

If nothing else, just the treasure of his body, he knows that this kid is not a master to be messed with. Since he wants to stay here like this, he has already squeezed two people anyway, and he doesn't care about squeezing one more.

What's even more hateful is that after these two guys talked all night, they cherished each other. No, the two of them went into battle together, and Li Xiaoyao could only be helplessly put on the square by the two of them.

Because today is the eight-in-four and four-in-two games, there are a lot more old people in the people who came to see than a few days ago. They sat at the front with different expressions.

For example, Liulifeng and other disciples who have entered the top eight, the expressions on their faces are naturally better-looking, while those peaks that have been eliminated, the expressions of the old men are relatively indifferent.

As the middle-aged man in charge of hosting quickly appeared in the ring, Han Linger and Sun Mingcheng also quickly appeared in the ring.

Seeing that this first game turned out to be Han Ling'er and Sun Mingcheng, Li Xiaoyao's face couldn't help but flash a strange smile.

Sun Mingcheng is a guy who always chews the root of his tongue, now it's okay, he met Han Linger in the first game.

"Sister Ling'er, you have to be lighter. ”

Looking at Han Ling'er, who looked as cold as frost in front of him, the look on Sun Mingcheng's face also looked a little depressed. As if talking to himself, Sun Mingcheng muttered in a low voice.

"Humph!"

As for Sun Mingcheng's whispered words, Han Linger just snorted coldly. A very beautiful thin sword appeared in his hand, and immediately after, his figure turned into a figure as fast as lightning.

At the terrifying speed, it was really difficult for ordinary people to see Han Linger's figure clearly. Even Sun Mingcheng, who was standing in the center of the ring at the moment, his face was bitter for a while, at this speed, he was really powerless.

Helplessly looking at Han Ling'er in the center of the ring, Sun Mingcheng's reaction was not slow, although he couldn't see Han Linger's specific figure clearly, but on the giant sword in his hand, thin yellow light continued to bloom.

In the face of such a fast body, with his current means, it is really impossible to catch up. And he Wuji Peak, in addition to being good at offensive means, his defensive methods are also very good.

After determining that it would be impossible for him to catch up with Han Ling'er's pace in a short period of time, Sun Mingcheng directly resorted to a defensive move.

The yellow light quickly floated around it, and in a moment, it had already wrapped Sun Mingcheng's entire person.

It was like a huge yellow silkworm chrysalis, and it appeared motionless in the ring.

"Can this turn into an egg?"

Sitting on the back seat of Liulifeng under the stage, Li Xiaoyao's eyes were also attracted by the competition in the ring.

To be honest, he was still very curious in his heart, who was stronger between Sun Mingcheng and Han Ling'er.

It stands to reason that the strength that Sun Mingcheng has shown these times is indeed very strong, and he has hardly really shot with all his strength, so his specific combat effectiveness is still unknown.

Compared with Sun Mingcheng, Han Linger is even more weird. The few battles she had won before had almost all ended at a few pieces. Therefore, for her specific strength, Li Xiaoyao is also a big question mark.

Looking at the two people who had exchanged hands in the ring, the look on Li Xiaoyao's face couldn't help but look a little excited. Sitting next to him, Tian Yuan's expression was slightly better, and Liu Qing's expression was a little funny. One hand pinched his thigh, the other drooped on the other, and the expression on his face could be described as anxious.

"Shadowless Sword ......"

The figure still turned into a fast-moving figure, Han Ling'er's gaze glared fiercely at Sun Mingcheng in front of him, and then he couldn't help but think of the nonsense that this guy had before, and the strength of the sword in his hand involuntarily increased a little.

With a soft snort, a light and shadow that could not be captured with the naked eye quickly appeared beside Sun Mingcheng.

The cold eyes swept over the huge yellow silkworm chrysalis in front of Sun Mingcheng, and then, another cold light flickered, accompanied by a violent impact sound, and the originally smooth yellow giant cocoon instantly became boundless dim.

"I'll go, this girl is too ruthless. ”

Feeling the vibration and pressure coming from the yellow light curtain in front of him, Sun Mingcheng couldn't help but secretly exclaim in his heart. For Han Ling'er, he still knows a little bit about it. When he went out on a mission back then, he was assigned to a group with Han Ling'er, so there was still some relationship between the two.

It is precisely because the two have participated in the battle together that Sun Mingcheng is not like other people, and his perception of Han Linger only stays on her cold surface.

Right now, this Han Ling'er slashed down with a sword, this is an orange-level defensive spirit skill, and she was cut off by thirty percent of her energy like this, and the strength of this attack is too exaggerated.

"No wonder everyone says that the disciples of Tongtian Peak are the most elegant, the disciples of Ethereal Peak are the most mysterious, and the female disciples of Qi Fengfeng are the most violent. This sentence is really true, with the strength of her attack, even if it is Wuji Peak, which is known for its strength, it is not her opponent. ”

After being shaved by Han Ling'er slashing nearly three-thirds of the energy of the defensive barrier in front of him, Sun Mingcheng couldn't help but be frightened by Han Ling'er.

Just when he wanted to open his mouth to ask Han Ling'er not to be so fierce, he saw that the sword in Han Ling'er's hand was raised again.

At the same time, a faint purple light continued to circulate above its blade, as if purple lightning had been drawn down from the Nine Heavens.

"I'm going, it's not really going to be desperate. ”

was taken aback again by Han Ling'er's move, and Sun Mingcheng was afraid in his heart.

While scolding and muttering in his mouth, he hurriedly held the giant sword in his hand across his chest, and a little fiery red light appeared on the giant sword in his hand.

At the same time, the sword soul in his body loomed, and from Han Ling'er's body, Sun Mingcheng really felt a killing intent, a terrifying killing intent.

In the face of this exaggerated killing intent, he didn't dare to relax any more. Even if you choose to defend, at this time, passive defense is definitely not a wise choice.

Even if he made his own move, it would be difficult to compete with Han Ling'er at this time on the front, but he, Sun Mingcheng, had to do this. Because, only by using his own attack to reduce part of the power and energy on Han Linger's blow, the orange defensive spirit skill in front of him could be able to withstand the subsequent impact and damage of the other party.

The original casualness in his eyes had long since disappeared, and under Sun Mingcheng's solemn expression, the spiritual power in his body was also constantly converging. At the same time, the sword soul that appeared above his head was also exerting his first layer of skill, gravity restraint, at this moment.

With the control of the gravity restraint from the sword soul in Sun Mingcheng's body, Han Ling'er's figure, which was originally so fast that he couldn't capture it at all, was able to see a trace of the trajectory clearly.

However, even so, with Sun Mingcheng's strong cultivation and eyesight, he still couldn't capture Han Ling'er's moving figure correctly and accurately.

Faced with such a situation, Sun Mingcheng's heart was also very nervous. The disciple of his own Wuji Peak is most afraid of a cultivator like Han Ling'er who is so powerful that he can't catch it at all.

At the very least, in the case that the divine consciousness in the body is not strong enough to be able to explore at will out of the body, they really don't have much to do in the face of such an outrageously powerful opponent.

"This speed is too exaggerated. ”

Sitting with Li Xiaoyao, Tian Yuan did not choose to sit with his master and sister like his senior brother Bai Yu and others. First, the master and the master didn't like him very much, and secondly, he felt more and more that being with the senior brother Bai Yu and others was far less relaxed and casual than being with Li Xiaoyao and the stubborn Liu Qing.

"Sun Mingcheng, let's use this sword to decide the outcome of this battle. Whoever wins this sword will win this fight, how can you?"

Just when Li Xiaoyao was also very amazed by Han Linger's terrifying body, Han Linger's cold and arrogant voice suddenly came from the ring.