Regarding Murong Wan's participation in the competition, Han Ming didn't have much to say. The registration has been reported, if Han Ming still has to show Murong Wan's face in front of everyone, it will definitely be another injury to Murong Wan. Even if Murong Wan knew that Han Ming was doing it for her own good, she would definitely have other opinions in her heart.

Han Ming, who knew this well, just sighed helplessly in his heart, and didn't say anything. Mo Lao saw that after the three of them had signed up, he shouted to the people below, "Everyone, do you want to challenge these three new friends?"

After the people below looked at each other, they were really a little afraid of Han Ming in their hearts, after all, the battle between Han Ming and Zhang Hao a few days ago made these people see it in their eyes and remember it in their hearts.

At this time, a middle-aged man stood next to Wu Tian, arched his hand to Mo Lao, and said with a smile: "I might as well compare with this Daoist!" After that, he looked at Wu Tian again, saw the big sword behind Wu Tian, and said with a little surprise: "It turns out that Daoyou is a disciple of the Sword Sect, and he is disrespectful!"

Wu Tian also hurriedly saluted, grinned at the middle-aged man and said, "Where is the Daoist, then the disciple of the Sword Sect, Wu Tian, I don't know the name of my brother?"

The middle-aged man also said boldly: "Let's go down to the scattered cultivation Cui Jiancheng, in the middle of the fake pill, let's start! I haven't fought with the sword cultivator for a long time, haha!" Cui Jiancheng took out an axe more than three meters long.

The giant axe is also quite compatible with Cui Jiancheng, Cui Jian is more than two meters tall, and then holding the giant axe, it looks very powerful. "The next axe is Huatian's thirty-six axes, and it is the same as my exercises, Brother Wu Tian be careful!" Cui Jiancheng held Huatian's thirty-six axes, his muscles tight, looking at Wu Tian and said.

Wu Tian's Golden Crazy Sword had been carrying it behind him, and at this time, as soon as his mind moved, the Golden Crazy Sword instantly unsheathed and flew into Wu Tian's right hand. Since Wu Tian realized the way of the second layer of sword intent withered sword, he hadn't tried it much, and this time it could come in handy.

Seeing that the two of them were ready, Mo Lao stroked his beard, waved his big hand, and suddenly a martial arts platform appeared. A small jade stool appeared under everyone, so that everyone could sit down and watch.

Han Ming and Murong Wan sat down together, just as they were about to watch the two fight. A young handsome man walked up to Han Ming's side, patted Han Ming on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Get ready, your opponent this time is me!"

Who knew that when this man said that, the people around him were amazed again. Even Cui Jiancheng, who was standing on the top of the competition platform, had a wrong face, and looked at Han Ming's eyes full of pity.

As for Mo Lao, he didn't have any surprised expression this time, but secretly thought in his heart: "I think Han Ming is also a not simple master, it is better to let him teach this kid a lesson, the province is so rampant, but if Han Ming loses, hey!"

The people around were all talking to each other, looking at Han Ming with pitiful eyes from time to time.

At this time, when Wu Tian saw Cui Jiancheng looking at him, Wu Tian moved. The Golden Crazy Sword instantly turned into a thousand, and a thousand small flying swords surrounded Wu Tian's body, "buzzing" loudly, as if he couldn't wait to rush out.

Wu Tian smiled and shouted, "Brother Cui, be careful." The third type of the wild dragon dance, ten thousand swords pierce the heart!" After speaking, Wu Tian turned his sword with both hands and pointed at Cui Jiancheng, and the thousand small flying swords flew towards Cui Jiancheng's "whoosh~whoosh~whoosh".

Looking at the thousands of flying swords that flew in, Cui Jiancheng laughed wildly: "Okay, it's good to come." Look at my Huatian thirty-six axes, the axes become shields, now!"

Mo Lao looked at Wu Tian, glanced at Wu Tian again, and said with appreciation: "Wu Tian's Wild Dragon Dance is worthy of being the advanced skill of the Sword Sect, and its power is not trivial! This Cui Jiancheng's Huatian Thirty-six Axe should not be underestimated, it can be attacked and defended, it is very good!"

At this time, thousands of flying swords all hit Cui Jiancheng's axe shield, and suddenly made a "dingding" sound. Thousands of flying swords failed to break the defense of the axe shield, but the axe shield was obviously a little smaller, and it had some effect.

Wu Tian smiled casually, he didn't think that just one thousand swords piercing the heart could defeat Cui Jiancheng. What's more, because Wu Tian didn't cultivate enough, he couldn't turn one flying sword into ten thousand flying swords.

In an instant, Wu Tian crossed his hands, turned his fingers into a sword, slashed left and right towards Cui Jiancheng, and said silently: "Sword formation, out!" The thousand flying swords changed their battle intent again, and formed a few circles around Cui Jiancheng's body, and then Cui Jiancheng finally felt a trace of danger.

Wu Tian stopped all this, pointed at Cui Jiancheng with his right hand, and shouted softly: "The sword array enters the sword, and the sword enters the battle." The intent of battle killing!" The thousand flying swords instantly became larger and red, and Cui Jiancheng in the sword formation felt a strong danger again.

However, Cui Jiancheng is not a soft-footed shrimp, and the axe shield turned into Huatian thirty-six axes and appeared in Cui Jiancheng's big hand, Cui Jiancheng looked at the sword array around him, raised the axe and slashed around.

Every time he split an axe, the sword array around him shook slightly, and after splitting more than ten axes, the surrounding sword array was still solid. Wu Tianzheng was preparing to launch the battle intent in the sword formation, preparing to attack Cui Jiancheng.

"Huatian thirty-six axes, axes and axes collect the sky!" Cui Jiancheng shouted, the axe in his hand doubled in size, and the body of the axe exuded a groundbreaking momentum. Cui Jiancheng slashed towards the surrounding sword formations with this momentum.

Seeing this, Wu Tian hurriedly accelerated the sword formation and shouted: "The intent of standing and killing, open." Sword formation, slash me!"

The sword array was opened instantly, and at this time, Cui Jiancheng in the sword array suddenly found that the flying swords around him had become a little illusory. Suddenly, a flying sword struck towards Cui Jiancheng, and was blocked by Cui Jiancheng with the Huatian Thirty-six Axe.

After a while, another hand, two, three, four~~~~ until hundreds of them attacked together. Cui Jiancheng also defended the nest fire, and shouted angrily: "Enter the axe itself, break it for me, break it!"

Cui Jiancheng suddenly disappeared in place, and Huatian's thirty-six axes trembled and buzzed. At this time, the power of Huatian's thirty-six axes was fully opened, and the sword array began to shake after being slashed by this axe a few times.

At this time, Wu Tian couldn't help but spit out a small mouthful of blood, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted on manipulating the sword formation. At this time, more and more flying swords in the sword array attacked Huatian Thirty-six Axes, and the Huatian Thirty-six Axes that Cui Jiancheng had integrated into also slashed towards the sword array.

Finally, with the last big axe, the sword array broke, and Wu Tian spurted out another mouthful of blood, and his face was a little pale. Cui Jiancheng saw that the sword formation was broken, and he also came out of Huatian's thirty-six axes, and his face was also not good.

Wu Tian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the thousand flying swords also turned into golden mad swords and returned to Wu Tian's hands by the way. At this time, Wu Tian laughed loudly and said to Cui Jiancheng: "Brother Cui is really powerful, if you take my last move, even if you win!"

With that, Wu Tian raised the golden mad sword, the tip of the sword was facing the sky, and the robe of his whole body instantly bulged, and gusts of wind floated around him. Wu Tian shouted: "The fourth form of the Wild Dragon Flurry, the Dragon Roar Nine Days!"

The Golden Crazy Sword instantly turned into a golden flying dragon, and after rushing into the clouds, it roared towards Cui Jiancheng. Looking at this golden dragon, Cui Jiancheng's pupils tightened, and he held Huatian's thirty-six axes tightly, no longer hiding his secrets, and shouted: "The axe will enter the body, and the frenzied battle will enter the body." The Axe of Open Heaven, now!"

At this time, the Huatian Thirty-six Axe became extremely loud, and the original Huatian Thirty-six Axe turned into a black, engraved with a simple pattern of the Open Heaven Axe, but this Open Heaven Axe does not look like an entity, it should just be a phantom body.

The golden dragon also let out a dragon groan and slammed towards Cui Jiancheng. didn't even wait for Cui Jiancheng's Open Heaven Axe to attack, "bang bang bang" three times, and the golden dragon's blow directly knocked Cui Jiancheng out of the competition platform.

At this time, Mo Lao stretched out his big hand towards the place where Cui Jiancheng flew out, and immediately caught Cui Jiancheng. And Cui Jiancheng also spit out blood, bowed to Wu Tian, and said weakly: "Daoyou is really powerful, admire it again, I lost this time!"

And Mo Lao also said with some joy: "Cui Daoyou don't have to mind, although your Heaven Opening Axe is only a virtual body, if it is played earlier, it will not end up like this." However, Wu Tian Xiaoyou's Dragon Xiao Nine Heavens is really extraordinary, the old man admires, admires!"

"What did the predecessors say, it is sword cultivation that is practiced again, and it is lucky to win Brother Cui at this time!" Wu Tian smiled at Mo Lao and said modestly, and Wu Tian also knew that if Cui Jiancheng's Open Heaven Axe had fallen on him earlier, he would not have won so easily.

Han Ming looked at the battle between the two, as if he had forgotten what was unpleasant just now, and said with some feeling: "It seems that the sword intent cultivated by the Sword Sect is really extraordinary, if it weren't for Cui Jiancheng's cultivation being a cut above the second brother, presumably the second brother would have won more easily!"

At this time, the young handsome man stood up, bent down towards Mo Lao, and said with a smile: "Mo Lao, I want to compete with Han Ming, you have no opinion this time, right?"

Mo Lao's face pretended to be a little difficult to choose, and he said in embarrassment: "You, you, it's really a headache for me." The exercises you have cultivated are very domineering, are those who lose destined to be swallowed by you? I can't be the master, I've already signed a death match in the past few days, and you don't have a deep hatred and hatred, so you don't need this battle!"

The handsome man's face was a little gloomy, and he said in an unhappy tone: "Old Mo, since it is a challenge, then everyone has the qualifications to challenge whom." That's the way my Demon Sect exercises, there's no other way. Don't be partial to him!"

When Han Ming heard this, his face was also a little ugly. Just wanted to go on stage, but found that Murong Wan was holding his hands tightly, and then Murong Wan also said a little eagerly: "Don't go up, this person is a person of the Demon Dao, you can't go up and take risks!"

"Don't worry, it's okay!" Han Ming gently took Murong Wan's hands away and comforted.

When Mo Lao heard the handsome man's words, he also said with some annoyance: "Yin Feng, I read that you are the young master of the Yin Luo Sect, and I tolerate you on weekdays. You don't want to toast and eat and drink, I can't say no. Even if your dad comes, it won't work, huh!"

For the identity of this yin wind, the people around him knew it, and they didn't have any particularly surprised looks. Han Ming, on the other hand, was different, he secretly wondered why he had to challenge himself since this Yin Feng was the young master of the Demon Sect. Thinking so, Han Ming still stood up and flew towards the competition platform.

After all, Han Ming thought that he already had some ability, how could he still be willing to let others protect him? Immediately, he flew to the back of the competition platform and said to Mo Lao: "Mo Lao, this one, I, Han Ming, took it!"

Han Ming's words exploded at the bottom, and the people below were all surprised.

"Is this Han Ming a fool? he actually dared to take on the challenge of this Yin Wind, although this Yin Wind was not the first in the False Dan Period. But those who compete with him are bound to die, and Han Ming is too confident, right?"

"But no, he thinks that he can defeat this Yin Feng if he beats Zhang Hao? This Yin Feng has a very strong net worth, not to mention that he is the sect master of the Yin Luo Sect, a dignified great monk in the late Yuan Infant Period!"

"I hope this Han Ming really has the ability, so that he won't have more unjust souls in the hands of Yin Feng!"

At this time, Yin Feng also laughed out loud and said to Han Ming: "Very good, you are still the first person who dares to take on Yin's challenge so easily." Yin will make you die very comfortably, and it won't make you feel a little pain!"

Han Ming snorted coldly and said unhappily: "I see the difference in words, I don't know who killed the deer! But I have some doubts, I don't know why you want to fight with me, could it be that my master also killed your master?"

Han Ming quipped, and that Yin's originally handsome face instantly distorted, and he said angrily: "Fart, can a little Lingwu kill my master? My master is the scattered cultivation elder of my Yin Luo Sect, and he is not even a fart in front of my master." Zhang Haonai is my friend, he can't take revenge if he wants to revenge, I'll help him take revenge!"

"Haha, I see, I see. It seems that the people in the Demon Gate are nothing more than this, fierce and cunning, cruel and vicious, and it is indeed so!" Han Ming laughed, full of evil feelings for this yin wind.

Yin Feng was furious, and said with a hideous face: "Hmph, these are just the words of you decent people! I think that although you are decent, you are just out-and-out hypocrites. I'm too lazy to talk to you, let's die!"

After that, a cold light suddenly appeared on Han Ming's body without warning. However, this cold light was swallowed up by the gray luster exuded by the fragments on Han Ming's body, as if it had never appeared.

At this time, Han Ming snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Hmph, it's really not wrong to say that you are fierce and cunning. You are fierce in killing people in martial arts, and it is cunning to sneak attack me, don't you admit it?"

"Haha, what's wrong with my Yin being fierce and cunning? It's better than you people who are trying to come! It seems that you also have some skills, Yin will make you comfortable!" Yin Feng was waiting for Han Ming Yin to smile at this time.

Suddenly, a black cloud slowly rose from behind Yin Feng and roared towards Han Ming. There were still starry lightning spots around the black clouds, and at this time, Han Ming also smelled a disgusting smell.

Yin Feng laughed wildly at this time: "This is this black cloud accumulated by Yin Mou who killed more than a thousand people, and this black cloud is also one of Yin's most powerful magic weapons, today you are also dying under the black cloud of Yin! haha~~haha!"

Han Ming's face turned cold, and he took out the Divine Whip with a solemn expression, and shouted angrily: "Since this evil cloud is your most powerful magic weapon, then see how I break your evil cloud!"

The black clouds that were originally whistling down also slowed down at this time. After all, beating the divine whip can disrupt the opponent's spiritual power and cause chaos in the spiritual power. If it is a beating on a person, the effect is not great, after all, the whip of the gods mainly hits the soul. However, hitting this black cloud made the progress of this black cloud slow down suddenly.

Seeing this, Yin Feng snorted coldly, and silently recited the incantation in his mouth. After a while, he took out a blood-red pill and threw it at the black cloud. After a while, the black cloud became a little blood-red, and it flew towards Han Ming a little faster.

At this time, no matter how Han Ming hit the black cloud with the Divine Whip, the speed of this black cloud did not weaken much. Han Ming watched the black cloud slowly approaching, and there was a trace of horror in his heart.

Yin Feng, on the other hand, looked at Han Ming with disdain. After all, this Black Cloud Naisi Yin Luo Sect's supreme exercises, cultivating this Black Cloud is not only difficult, but the materials needed alone can refine several magic weapons.

In particular, this black cloud absorbed the essence blood and flesh of more than a thousand monks, so it had such a scale. And it is worth mentioning that among the more than 1,000 monks, there are one or two monks in their infancy.

This Yuan Infant Monk was a loose cultivator that Yin Feng's father had caught for him, in order to sacrifice blood to this black cloud. Now this black cloud is worthy of a top-level magic weapon, and it is even more ferocious.

"Haha, Han Ming. Wait to be a member of my Black Cloud!" After Yin Feng laughed and said, the Black Cloud was already just a stone's throw away from Han Ming, close at hand.

Wu Tian and Murong Wan were shocked when they saw such a situation, Wu Tian even rushed to the side of the martial arts platform in an instant, ready to manipulate the Golden Crazy Sword to use the Dragon Roar Nine Heavens again, wondering if they could break this black cloud, so as not to let Han Ming die.

And it was at this time that Han Ming suddenly remembered that gold was a filthy thing that broke the world. Since this black distance has absorbed the flesh of more than a thousand people, it must be extremely filthy.

After thinking about it, Han Ming manipulated the Gengjin in his body, and instantly shouted: "Soul Spear, Soul Fall!" Suddenly, a long golden spear appeared in front of Han Ming, Han Ming raised the soul spear and threw it vigorously towards the black cloud.

With the price, the soul gun and the black cloud collided. A "bang" explosion came violently, and the soul gun suddenly dissipated, and the black cloud was pushed more than ten meters away, and the black cloud also decreased slightly.

"Puff~Puff" Because Han Ming was too close to the soul spear and the black cloud, he was suddenly affected by the explosion. The robes on his body were a little black and torn, and he was seriously injured and felt like pins and needles in his internal organs.

Yin Feng is no exception, because if you want to cultivate this black cloud, you must first refine this black cloud into a life magic weapon. There are very few people in the cultivation realm who are willing to cultivate the natal magic weapon, if their natal magic weapon is hit by a fatal blow, then their cultivation will be a great retreat, and they will die.

Yin Feng snorted at this time, opened his big mouth, and sucked the black cloud into his mouth with a sharp slam. The face, which was originally a little pale, became more red and bloody.

At this moment, Yin Feng nodded his eyebrows, and suddenly black phantoms flew out of his eyebrows, turning into ghosts, wandering around Yin Feng, probably counting more than a thousand of these ghosts.

At this time, Yin Feng took half a step back, and a green light flashed in his eyes, as if he had been looking at Han Ming as if he had been a beast.

"Go, swallow this man!"

As soon as Yin Feng said that, the ghosts suddenly turned hideous and roared towards Han Ming.

Seeing this, Han Ming was also angry, and shouted: "Soul Gun, Soul Destroyer!"

Suddenly, the soul spear reappeared, and the golden soul spear emitted a trace of electric light at this time, and it seemed to be angry because of Han Ming's anger.

"Bang~Bang~Bang" There were three loud bangs, and Han Ming held the soul gun in his hand and shot at the roaring ghost. There was a golden light surrounding Han Ming, and Han Ming at this time was like a god.

Han Ming's body retreated violently, and the soul spear emitted bursts of dazzling golden light at this time, blocking those ghosts in front of him, preventing the ghosts from leaning in. The ghosts were even more scattered at this time, surrounding Han Ming in it, like a raging fire, unrelentingly trying to get close to Han Ming and devour him.

At this time, Han Ming didn't dare to hide his secrets anymore, he manipulated the soul spear with his divine sense, a strong golden light protected his body, and his hands stretched out towards those left and right, and suddenly a black ghost light came out of his hand, shouting: "Soul Devouring Hand!"

Suddenly, streams of black light flew silently towards the surrounding ghosts. After all, the ghost has no divine sense, but relies on the instinct in the soul, and as soon as the light touches the ghost's virtual body, the ghost is immediately devoured.

Yin Feng was shocked when he saw the ghosts around him quickly decrease one by one. Immediately pulled all the ghosts to his side, glaring at Han Ming in disbelief.

There was not much spiritual power left in Han Ming's body, and the soul spear picked it up again and ran violently in the direction of the yin wind. He also shouted in his mouth: "Body lock, lock!"

An invisible force suddenly locked Yin Feng up, and at this time, Yin Feng looked at the golden soul spear that was roaring towards him, especially when he found that his body and divine consciousness couldn't move, he was moving in horror.

Seeing that the soul spear was about to come to him, Yin Feng bit the tip of his tongue, and a stream of blood came out from the tip of his tongue, scattering on the surrounding ghosts who had not yet recovered their bodies in time.

The ghosts that were stained by the yin wind with the blood on the tip of their tongues all surrounded the yin wind inside and out. As for the ghosts near the Yin Wind, they were biting at a faint point of light around the Yin Wind.

This point of light is naturally a body locking technique, and Yin Feng also learned that there is a thaumaturgy that can lock the body and not make the body move. And Yin Feng is also in the late stage of the fake Dan, and there are many large and small battles, even in the early stage of the Jindan, they dare to fight.

In desperation, he had no choice but to forcibly force out the essence and blood in his body, and at the risk of injury, he had to break the locking technique. What really scared Yin Feng was the golden soul spear, what he cultivated was this black cloud of evil and filth, and what he was afraid of was naturally this metallic spell. At this time, Yin Feng was also because of this, Han Ming must be a monk with a golden spirit root.

Han Ming was also injured again because of the use of the body locking technique. However, seeing this, regardless of his injuries, he only had one thought in his heart, which was to kill this yin wind.

"Soul Eater, Body Eater, Devour!"

Suddenly, two black rays of light appeared instantly, and in the blink of an eye, they reached the body of Yin Feng. When Yin Feng saw these two black rays, he thought in shock when he remembered the soul devouring hand that Han Ming had used just now.

"Who the hell is this Han Ming? How can a righteous person actually have my demonic path exercises, it's terrifying. This Soul Eater can devour my ghost, but what about Body Eater? No, you can't let these two touch me!"

Yin Feng thought about it, and as soon as his mind moved, the hundreds of ghosts around him instantly exploded.

"Bang ~ Bang ~ Bang ~ Bang ~ Bang ~ Bang ~ " The continuous explosion sound continued to sound in my ears, and at this time, not only the body locking technique and soul gun on Yin Feng's body were blown away, but even the two black rays of light emitted by the soul eater hand and body phage technique disappeared.

At this time, Han Ming couldn't stand it anymore, his internal organs had been seriously injured to the point of displacement, and his seven orifices had been bleeding. Naturally, the yin wind was not much better. His whole body was blown up by the explosion, and even one of his arms was broken.

Yin Feng couldn't stand up, and Ben knelt on the platform. At this time, Wu Tian hurriedly got on the competition platform and hugged Han Ming, Han Ming was already unconscious, seeing that there was only qi coming out and no qi entering, his heart was full of panic.

Wu Tian brushed Han Ming's lips away, and cautiously took out a pill for Han Ming to take. Murong Wan also hurriedly rushed to Han Ming's side, and took out pills for Han Ming to take with tears in her eyes.

At this time, Mo Lao arrived at the competition platform in an instant, hugged Han Ming, and said to everyone: "Han Ming, the middle stage of the fake Dan." Yin wind, in the later stage of the fake Dan, don't let the old man say it again!

After that, he said to Wu Tianhe, who was restless, and Murong Wan, who was crying so much, "You guys, come with me!"

Wu Tian and Murong Wan followed behind Mo Lao and flew towards the main castle that killed the city. As for Yin Feng, he was carefully carried down by a few disciples of the Demon Sect and hurriedly sent to the killing city.