Almost a day later, the top eight players were decided, and the next round of matchups was also decided.

In the first half, Ling Han vs. Hong Ma, and Long Xiangyue vs. Cheng Zhi. In the lower half of the area, the ancient road is a pair of Zichen winds, and Cheng Xiaofan is against Dangda.

Four matches were played at the same time.

"Brother Ling!" Hong Ma was dressed in snow-white linen, and in his hand was a dust, which looked very elegant. He bowed his head slightly towards Ling Han, not showing anger, as if he was a person who had attained the Dao, and his body was as bright as a god.

Ling Han nodded and arched his hand, "Brother Hong." ”

"There are only three moves in the next, if Brother Ling can catch it, then turn around and leave in the next. Hong Ma Zhengrong said, "If Brother Ling can't take it—"

"I turned around and left. Ling Han said with a smile.

"It's a deal. Hong Ma nodded.

A top king like them can fight for ten days and half a month, or even ten or twenty years before the winner is decided. But now it is limited to the number of three moves, which must be extremely dangerous.

Because the next battle will be more and more difficult, the sooner this battle ends, the better, and the price paid is naturally as small as possible.

The three moves may not decide the winner or loser, but only an advantage or disadvantage, but it is enough to see the final direction.

Hong Ma swept away the dust, and there were words in his mouth, and a white stone statue suddenly appeared behind him, only three zhang high, plump and lifelike.

Since it is stipulated that the three moves are divided into winners and losers, then these three moves must be their own big moves, and they can have enough time to save, otherwise, who will have such a long time to prepare when grappling?

Ling Hanyun was light and light, his physique was too terrifying, and there was a killing array engraved in his body, which could explode at any time, he didn't need to deliberately prepare.

He observes Hong Ma, all the laws in the world can be used for reference, and he has ambitions to integrate all the rules into the Thunder Sword Technique, so that it can be unique in the fairy realm, and even peerless.

Hum, a terrifying momentum flowed, the white stone statue behind Hong Ma suddenly opened his eyes, and suddenly, the momentum skyrocketed with a hundredfold momentum, as if a saint came in person, Kakaka, trembling in the ring, cracks appeared at the bottom, and it was impossible to withstand such a momentum.

Even if it is through a layer of prohibition, they can sense the terrifying aura, and everyone is shocked, and they can't even make a move against such a big momentum, and they will lose steadily.

"The might of the saints!"

"It's genuine, it's the coercion of the saints. ”

"One thought can destroy mountains and rivers, and can cover the sea. ”

"But why did he appear in the body of a Ganges realm, unless he used the decree of the saint. But firstly, there are rules, only the Saint's Decree cannot be used in the competition, and secondly, I haven't seen him take it out. ”

Everyone was puzzled, and this was beyond their comprehension.

Ling Han also frowned, if Hong Ma could really summon a saint, then he would definitely have no chance of winning. But if the other party was really so fierce, would he still be forced to climb the dog hole in the first place?

The only ones who could be spared were him, the Empress of the Chaotic Stars, and the Nine Demons.

This should be a showcase, just like the Phaseless Saint.

Ling Han's heart was firm, and with a flick of his foot, he took the initiative to kill.

This can make everyone staggering, what is this guy's brain made of, and he dares to take the initiative to attack in the face of a "saint", you really don't take the saint seriously.

Ling Han killed, Hong Ma snorted lightly, raised his hand and pointed at it, the stone statue behind him was also a finger, and suddenly, a beam of light hit Ling Han, and the holy power was pervasive, what about the king, ten percent of the combat power was going to go to three or four percent.

Ling Han laughed instead, if the opponent really had the power of a saint, then that one thought would be able to suppress himself, so why bother?

He raised the power of heaven against the holy might.

Did the saint have a great deal of heaven?

Clearly negative.

Tianwei was pervasive, and Shengwei was suddenly suppressed, but it was only bounced out of Ling Han's body two or three feet away, like a sea of oceans. After all, Ling Han's realm was not enough, and he could only shake the Holy Power away without affecting himself, but he couldn't do it if he wanted to affect Hong Ma in turn.

It doesn't matter, it's himself who is powerful, not Tianwei!

War!

Ling Han rushed to the scene, swinging his fists in unison, and his sword qi collapsed.

Hong Ma couldn't help but show a look of surprise, summoning the virtual image of the saint is his big move, under the influence of the saint's breath, which one can not be cultivated to be cut, and his strength plummets?

But the other party's Tianwei is so powerful, even Shengwei can block it.

is worthy of being a top king, and it was no fluke to reach the top in the Abyss Valley at the beginning.

He fought back, boom, and exchanged a move.

Both of them retreated violently, standing still.

"Who has the upper hand?"

"I can't see it!"

"Look, Hongma's hands!"

Everyone looked and saw that there was a drop of blood on Hong Ma's hand that was condensing, but it never fell.

On this blow, Hong Ma was wounded, although not severely.

Hong Ma's face was solemn, and he said, "Second move!" He stretched out his right hand, and the whole hand became like white jade, and even transparent, and he could clearly see that there were stars shining inside, and a Milky Way ran through, and the momentum was amazing.

The virtual image of the saint is still there, which is a superposition of the two tricks.

Ling Han remained calm, waiting for the other party to gather momentum.

"Kill!" This time, Hong Ma took the initiative to kill, he slapped it with a palm, and whew, the white jade palm turned into a star, falling from the sky, and wanted to suppress Ling Han with great momentum.

Ling Han flicked his fingers, and his sword aura flew like a fly.

The Thunder Sword Technique was so domineering that the planet that fell was suddenly shattered by the sword qi.

Hong Ma sneered, how could his ultimate move be so easily resolved?

Boom, the shattered planet turned into countless meteorites, and it still smashed at Ling Han, and its power did not diminish in the slightest.

Look!

Hong Ma was extremely confident, and pressed his right hand weakly, pushing the broken stars towards Ling Han to accelerate the fall. But for a moment, he was amazed, because the shattered star was actually disintegrating!

It's not a disintegration like a meteorite, but a fundamental disintegration, decaying, turning to ashes, and no longer having the slightest power.

Rumble!

A palm pressed down, but it only raised dust in the sky, but it didn't hurt even a single hair of Ling Han.

Judgment from above.

Before Ling Han attacked, Hong Ma was injured in his hand, but when Hong Ma made a move, Ling Han was nothing.

There is another trick, if it is still evenly divided, then Hongma can only admit defeat.

Hong Ma was extremely solemn, he didn't expect the second move to really suppress Ling Han, but when he thought about it, Ling Han would be in a hurry even if he could resolve it, but Ling Han was too calm.

He had to use the real trick, otherwise he would not be able to break through Ling Han's level.

He shook the dust, hum, there were divine patterns blooming on the dust, it turned out that this was actually a treasure!

Quasi-Hallows!

Although Hong Ma is only in the Ganges Realm, he can't maximize the power of the quasi-holy weapon, but he can also exert the power of the peak of the great pole of the Ganges realm, if this can't suppress the small pole, he really can't believe it. (To be continued.) )