"Yes, I'm going to find Han Ming. If you don't let me go to war, aren't you allowed to go to Han Ming?" Murong Wan's little face was puffed up with anger, and he replied in a displeased tone.

After Zhou Tai was silent for a moment, he said calmly to Murong Wan: "Recently, you will be in retreat in the palace! Don't go out, wait until everything is calm before going out! Let Han Ming have a good martial arts competition!"

When Murong Wan heard this, she immediately said loudly and dissatisfiedly, "Why do you want me to retreat? I don't, I'm going to find Han Ming!" "Bang" The door of the Heavenly Hall of the Water Moon Cave suddenly closed, and the surrounding prohibitions were also covered in an instant. After a while, Zhou Tai sighed and said in a low voice: "Wan'er, listen to the master once! Maybe if you don't listen this time, you won't have a chance in the future!"

After that, Zhou Tai instantly appeared outside the Heavenly Hall of the Water Moon Cave. Zhou Tai looked at the gate of the Heavenly Hall of the Water Moon Cave, shook his head sadly and helplessly, and said to himself: "Han Ming, I'm sorry. If there is an afterlife, I Zhou Tai will be a cow and a horse to repay the debt I owe you this time, no matter what, I must inquire about the news of Murong Yanran!"

At this moment, Han Ming, Wu Tian and Shi Jing were in the Beidou Zhou Yi Palace, Wu Tian excitedly praised Han Ming and said: "Seventh brother, you are really in the limelight today!

After Han Ming smiled, he whispered a little strangely: "It's strange, why didn't Wan'er come today? Did she not participate in the war and have trouble with her uncle? Hey, I've been feeling a little restless lately!"

"What's the matter, Han Ming, is it because Wan'er didn't come?" Shi Jing looked at Han Ming's puzzled look and asked with a chuckle.

Han Ming also smiled, shook his head and said, "Wan'er must be having trouble with her master now!, but I can't figure out why Wan'er wasn't allowed to join the war, is it because of the words of the Four Holy Sect Sect Leader Qingtian?"

Wu Tian nodded approvingly, and said to himself: "I think it should be like this, I see that Old Man Zhou loves Wan'er very much." I guess I was afraid that she would be in any danger, so I didn't let her go to war!"

At this time, the Lingwu Venerable entered the main hall, looked at Han Ming and the others sitting in the main hall, and said to Wu Tian and Shi Jing with a smile: "Virtuous nephew, niece. You've all been here for a few days, and I haven't had a good chat with you. You're Han Ming's second brother, right?"

Wu Tian looked at Han Ming with a slightly nervous expression, Han Ming smiled and said to Wu Tian: "Second brother, don't worry! This is my master, there is nothing to worry about!"

"Disciple Wu Tian (Shi Jing), meet your master!" Wu Tian and Shi Jing bowed to the Lingwu Master and said respectfully. Treating Han Ming's master, Wu Tian thought that he should be called his uncle.

Master Lingwu smiled and helped the two of them up, took out two thousand-year-old elixirs, and handed them to Wu Tiandao: "These are two elixirs of more than 2,000 years, although they are not better than those sent by your Sword Sect, they are also suitable for you to take." I'll take Han Ming to talk about a few things inside the door first, virtuous nephew, virtuous niece sit slowly for a while!"

After that, the Lingwu Venerable took Han Ming back to his room, and after closing the door, Han Ming looked at the Lingwu Venerable with a sad face, as if there was something unspeakable!

"Master, what's going on?" Han Ming asked the Lingwu Master anxiously after seeing this.

The Lingwu Venerable shook his head, and after a moment of silence, he sighed and said, "Hey, Ming'er, you have to be careful in tomorrow's fight. You can't use the phage technique, you know? I guess that bastard Zhao Fan is going to hurt you!"

Han Ming frowned, and asked with some confusion: "Even if he wants to harm me, what does it have to do with my exercises?" And although my exercises are said to be a little evil, they are not demonic exercises at first glance!"

"Hey, who told you that your phage technique is too domineering! They have already obtained evidence from the killing city, and it is estimated that some conspiracy will be used after the battle this time. The master has already thought of a countermeasure, as long as you don't have to use the phagosome technique, you will be safe for the teacher!" said the Lingwu Master also helplessly, and finally comforted Han Ming.

At this time, Han Ming suddenly remembered what Zi Yi had said, and although there was a trace of similarity with what the Lingwu Venerable had said, he always felt that there were some details that were a little different.

What Zi Yi said was that she kept Han Ming safe, but Han Ming thought about how she could keep herself safe?"

After Han Ming thought about it, the Lingwu Venerable continued to say to Han Ming with some uncertainty: "Ming'er, I found that your Senior Uncle Zhou Tai is a little abnormal today, he always seems to be avoiding me. There must be some secrets, and the heart of defense is indispensable, remember!"

"Yes, master. But Uncle Zhou Tai shouldn't be 。。。。。。。 Before Han Ming could finish speaking, he saw the Lingwu Venerable sitting on the chair weakly, waving his hand.

"Hey, although your Uncle Zhou Tai is a good person, good people also have weaknesses. Forget it, all of this is a headache for the teacher! I know why the teacher doesn't want to stay here this time, right?" the Master Lingwu sighed, and after saying that, he closed his eyes and thought about all these things.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, in the morning. The martial arts platform was surrounded by the disciples of Tiangangmen early on, after all, today is also the last battle, and it is also the most exciting scene.

In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that the real great competition within the sect is just to find a suitable reason for the disciples of the elder leader! Think about which of the disciples of the elder head is not offered with elixir every day, and the magic weapon is given, which is not at all what ordinary disciples like them can think of.

At this time, the elders of the Sword Sect, the Qiankun Sect, the Yunhai Sect, and the Tiangang Sect and Zhao Fan had already taken their seats, and Zhao Fan looked at the excited disciples around him and nodded with satisfaction.

"Today is the beginning of the duel! The first martial arts competition, Han Ming vs. Zhao Feng. In the second competition, Ziyi faced Liu Mei. The third competition platform, Mengye vs. Zhou Tao. The fourth competition platform, black convection wind. The fifth competition platform, Xu Jing vs. sloppy, start now!"

"Knock" was another gong, and Han Ming and Zhao Feng both went to the first competition platform. At this moment, the disciples in the sect were all very surprised, and they all felt why the first game would be Zhao Feng against Han Ming.

However, they obviously want this too, because it is also a very good thing to see the two favorites face off as soon as possible, and both of them are people who have always been at odds.

Zhao Feng looked at Han Ming with a smile and said softly, "Senior Brother Han, I accidentally lost to you in the last time I was fighting. I'm not going to be so careless today, you have to be careful!"

"I could win last time, and I can still win this time!" Han Ming also said to Zhao Feng with a low smile.

"Haha, haha! Okay, even so, let me see what you do to win me, come out, Linglong Pagoda!" Zhao Feng smiled wildly, and after saying to Han Ming cruelly, a small golden pagoda suddenly appeared from his hand.

When the Lingwu Master saw this Linglong Pagoda, he suddenly stood up from his seat and said in shock: "The immortal treasure of the Yunhai Sect, the Linglong Pagoda. After saying that, he said to Jingyun without being salty: "You Yunhai Sect are really willing, you will give the treasure of Zhenzong to Zhao Feng for a small competition!"

Jingyun smiled ashamedly, and said forcefully: "How dare we say a word about Senior Sister's words! And let Feng'er try the feeling of using immortal weapons, it will also help you when you reach the Yuan Infant Stage in the future!"

The Lingwu Venerable snorted angrily, then turned his head and stopped talking, looking directly at Han Ming.

Zhao Feng was holding the Linglong Pagoda in his hand at this moment, snorted lightly, and said to Han Ming with a disdainful expression: "Senior Brother Han, I will let you make three moves today." Now whatever trick you come up with, I'll take it, come on!"

Han Ming's face turned cold, and he replied in a cold voice: "Zhao Feng, don't be so ashamed. Don't think that if you take a Linglong Tower, Han will be afraid of you, and I don't have to let you let me make three moves, lest you lose unconvinced!"

Hearing this, Zhao Feng laughed even more rampantly, and only after a moment did he stop laughing and said proudly: "This is not a pseudo-immortal weapon, this is the Zhenzong Immortal Treasure in the Mother Sect, the Linglong Pagoda." Haha~~~~~!"

"What, immortal weapon? Senior Brother Zhao is holding an immortal artifact in his hand, oh my God!"

"Immortal weapon, it turns out that this is an immortal weapon! No wonder I felt the spiritual power in my body shake for a while just now, it turned out to be caused by an immortal weapon, and if I can see an immortal weapon in my lifetime, I can be regarded as dead without regrets!"

After Han Ming heard this, he was also shocked. At this moment, Zhao Fanke's face was red, and he scolded secretly: "Zhao Feng, this rabbit cub, does everyone know about it? What a bastard, how could I give birth to such a bastard!"

Wu Tian was beside the martial arts platform at this moment, and said to Shi Jing with a nervous expression: "It's not good, how should this be good? If Zhao Feng is really holding an immortal weapon in his hand, then Han Ming is not in danger?"

Shi Jing held Wu Tian's hand tightly and comforted: "Don't worry! Han Mingji has his own natural appearance, and nothing will happen." I believe in Han Ming's strength, don't you believe it too?"

"Hey, I'm still not at ease!" Wu Tian sighed, and then looked straight towards the competition platform. At this moment, Wu Tian also thought about it, if Han Ming was in any danger, he would rescue him even if he was desperate.

Zhao Feng saw Han Ming's shocked appearance, and became even more proud, and couldn't help but say happily: "Senior Brother Han, I think you should obediently admit defeat! Under my immortal weapon, you don't have any chance of winning!"

Han Ming's face suddenly turned cold, and he stopped talking nonsense. The body locking technique was instantly issued by Han Ming, and when the invisible shackles locked Zhao Feng, Han Ming just wanted to use the heavenly thunder.

Suddenly, Zhao Feng sneered, and the locking technique locked on his body suddenly shattered. Han Ming was also forced to spurt out a mouthful of blood, glaring at Zhao Feng suspiciously, not knowing why.

"Haha, Han Ming. Do you think I'll fall for you again? Your little magic weapon can't trap me, the Linglong Pagoda is now protecting my body, you are not my opponent, haha!" Zhao Feng was like a villain, and laughed wildly at Han Ming, which was different from his modest and gentle appearance yesterday.

Han Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and thought to himself, "How should this be? That's an immortal weapon, even if I use the Heavenly Thunder, I don't know if I can hurt him, hey." And the whip is also given to Yun'er, and the peerless sword can't be used!"

"Han Ming, come on, go on! What's the matter, do you want to admit defeat? Haha, I think you better admit defeat directly, don't let me beat you down, hurt the feelings of our senior brothers!" Zhao Feng looked at Han Ming's appearance at this moment, even more rampant, as if he wanted to take back all the insults he had suffered from losing to Han Ming last time.

The Lingwu Venerable finally couldn't help it at this moment, and shouted at Han Ming: "Ming'er, if you really can't do it, just admit defeat! You have to remember that you didn't lose to Zhao Feng, but to the immortal weapon, and losing to the immortal weapon is not a big deal!"

Han Ming slowly raised his head, pointed at Zhao Feng loudly and said, "Zhao Feng, no matter what, I, Han Ming, will fight with you today." Even if I lose, I don't lose to you, but to the immortal weapon!"

After saying that, he turned to the Lingwu Venerable Master and continued, "Master, don't worry! Even if I can't win this time, I have no regrets. ”

At this moment, everyone shouted: "Okay, Senior Brother Han is doing well!" "It is worthy of Senior Brother Han, I support you!" "Senior Brother Han, come on, come on!"

After everyone heard Han Ming's words, they couldn't help but applaud. Han Ming's words at this moment not only inspired the mood of others, but also inspired his own mood.

Han Ming faced Zhao Feng with his palms in both hands, and suddenly two heavenly thunderbolts as thick as buckets instantly struck towards Zhao Feng with a "split". Zhao Fan also stared at Han Ming in horror at this moment, speechless!