Han Hao then defeated two more opponents to reach a 49-game winning streak.

"In the next game, Han Hao will fight..."

"I'm coming!"

Before the referee could finish announcing, a woman's coquettish voice came, and a figure appeared in front of Han Hao.

"Why is she here!" Mu Qinghe frowned when he saw the person coming.

"Who is she?" Bai Lan asked.

"She is Ding Lei's sister Ding Xin, and she ranks tenth on the Tianjiao list!"

"I see, did you help her brother find a place?" a playful smile appeared on the corner of Bai Lan's mouth.

"I'm afraid Han Hao is going to suffer a loss in this battle!" Mu Qinghe looked at Han Hao with some concern.

"Who are you?" The referee in the ring was a little unhappy, although someone interrupted the competition privately.

"Ding Xin, the tenth disciple of the Heavenly Heavenly Sect on the Tianjiao List!" Ding Xin looked at Han Hao with two eyes, and said to the referee without looking back.

"This..."When the referee heard that it was a disciple of the Hun Tian Sect, he didn't know what to do for a while, he looked in the direction of Deacon Wang, only to see Deacon Wang nodding slightly.

"Okay! Tianjiao battle, Han Hao vs. Ding Xin!" the referee withdrew after announcing it.

"Did you insult my brother just now?" Ding Xin looked at Han Hao and asked.

"Your brother, do you mean that waste named Ding Lei?" Since he came to find fault, Han Hao naturally didn't have a good tone.

"You will pay for your own rampantness!" Ding Xin was not angry, but said word by word.

"Then try it!" Han Hao didn't care at all.

"This kid is dead!" Ding Lei in the stands was a little excited, but he finally persuaded his sister to make a move. Although he is so much higher than his sister's cultivation, but in terms of real strength, he is not the opponent of this demonic sister, and the nineteen-year-old half-step Tongxuan is very hopeful of reaching the king realm before the age of twenty-five.

Seeing that Han Hao didn't make a move, Ding Xin took the lead and took out the Ice Condensation Sword "Full Moon and Cold Ice" from the storage ring With a coquettish shout, the air in the ring gradually became solidified, and the endless cold air condensed from the air into a round of cold moon and pressed towards Han Hao.

Han Hao mentioned that the Xingyuan power was all over the body, and the meridians were secretly on guard, and the true qi in his body was agitated, and bursts of roaring sounds erupted! "Cloud Dragon Nine Appearances", a sword condensed by all Xingyuan power guided the nine wind dragons looming in the sky to attack.

The cold moon condensed by the cold qi slowly became illusory under the impact of the nine wind dragons, and the blow worked, Han Hao did not hesitate, and his figure floated around in the ring, and the purple qi in the sky was like the rising sun, weaving a big net like rays. This low-grade martial art finally slowly bloomed its due light when Han Hao was in the Yuan Dynasty.

"Purple qi is coming from the east, falling!" The purple sword qi in the sky was slowly shrinking the encirclement and pressing towards Ding Xin.

Ding Xin's eyes tightened, and the space that he could move in the ring became smaller and smaller, "Freeze three feet, seal!" The three-foot-long ice condensation sword suddenly burst out with endless ice power, and a layer of ice slowly formed on the entire ring, and the temperature of the entire space dropped sharply in an instant, Han Hao suddenly felt a cold deep piercing his bone marrow, but he still felt cold after refining his body through the Netherworld Cold Spring, which showed that the Yuan Force in Ding Xin's body was not simple.

The purple sword qi in the sky all condensed into ice cubes three feet in front of Ding Xin's body and froze in the air, Ding Xin casually picked up the ice condensation sword and swung it, and the ice cubes all turned into powder in front of her.

"What a terrifying girl!" Han Hao's scalp was a little numb, he didn't expect Ding Xin to even be able to freeze his sword qi, but Ding Xin, who was a little pale, already knew in his heart that it was estimated that an attack like that just now would definitely consume most of the Yuan Power in her body, and she would consume less than thirty percent.

"Purple Qi is coming east, come again!" Han Hao decided to use attrition tactics without face and skin, and there was no need for him to fight hard with her.

"Shameless!" Looking at the purple sword qi that came to the sky again, Ding Xin couldn't help but feel a little angry. This bastard clearly sees that his Yuan Power is insufficient and wants to repeat his old skills again, and he doesn't give himself a chance to be tough at all, and he can perform a range of martial arts and single attack martial arts, which consumes less Yuan Power, and fools can know.

"Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers!" Ding Xin lifted the last remaining half-yuan force in his body and unleashed a martial art move that he had just mastered.

Snowflakes suddenly floated in the ring, but the sound of the snowflakes mixed with countless ice cubes shot directly at Han Hao, such a sudden attack made Han Hao a little caught off guard, he was using all his strength to control the purple sword qi to surround Ding Xin and had no extra energy to dodge at all, but he didn't expect Ding Xin to hit the fire at this time, he didn't care about his sword qi at all but attacked himself with all his strength, if he was hit, he would lose both.

At this time, Han Hao could only operate the Xingyuan Force to the position of his eyes, exuding his Yuan Shen power, and for a moment, it seemed that all of Ding Xin's attacks had become slow, and Han Hao could clearly see the direction of each ice cube, and it was not so difficult to dodge at this time.

Ding Xin stared at Han Hao angrily, she really wanted to make this trickster pay the price, but after seeing her see Han Hao scrambling for a while, it became easy to dodge.

"Ice has a soul, snow has a soul, and the ice spirit and snow soul return to its place..."Ding Xin had words in her mouth at this time, and suddenly a more powerful momentum rose from her body, "Poof!" Before the momentum had reached its peak, Ding Xin suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Thousands of miles frozen!" Ding Xin made the last attack, and the entire ring was frozen in an instant, and even Han Hao was all frozen in an instant, and she couldn't move, only Ding Xin was still gritting her teeth and insisting on outputting this yuan force, but her whole body was sweating profusely and her face was pale, as if she was about to fall to the ground.

"Sister, stop it!" Seeing this scene, Ding Lei under the ring was suddenly anxious, Ding Xin was using a secret method at the moment, but she couldn't last long, if she couldn't stop it in time, it might affect her cultivation in the future.

"This stubborn girl, Deacon Wang, you should take action, otherwise something will happen to this girl here, I'm afraid you will be in trouble!" Mu Qinghe reminded Deacon Wang.

"Who is she?" Deacon Wang quickly got up when he heard this, and asked cautiously.

"She's a personal disciple of Bingning Peak, those women aren't as easy to talk as I am!" Mu Qinghe said with a smile.

"I'll go now!" Hearing the three words Bing Ning Feng, Deacon Wang hurriedly flew into the ring, Bing Ning Feng is also a branch of the Hun Tian Sect, and the entire branch is a woman, which is the most difficult to provoke.

"Condensation!" Deacon Wang stood on top of the ring and shouted, and the space around Han Hao and Ding Xin suddenly froze. Since the beginning of the Tribulation Period, he has gradually come into contact with the power of space, and when he reaches the cultivation of the ninth layer of the King Deacon King Realm, he can roughly use the space to do some things.

"Disperse!" With Deacon Wang's words, the chaotic spiritual power in the ring began to slowly subside, and Ding Xin, who was originally pale, also returned to a trace of ruddyness.

"Shameless!" Ding Xin slowly opened her eyes, glanced at Han Hao hatefully, and turned around and jumped out of the ring.

"This crazy woman, it's my business!" Han Hao looked at Ding Xin, who was leaving, inexplicably confused.

"Han Haosheng, ranked tenth on the Tianjiao list, fifty consecutive wins!"

It had been a day since Han Hao started fighting, and Han Hao was still standing in the ring in good spirits.

"See, even if you come to power, you may not be able to win!" Bai Lan is still in that state of being a hanger.

The next battle was simple, because Han Hao's strength had been completely revealed, and no one used him as a soft persimmon anymore, and until the next day, he only fought thirty battles, winning all thirty battles, and accumulating eighty victories.

The martial arts arena also discharged three people, all of whom were half-step Xuanwu warriors, and they couldn't stop Han Hao's winning streak, but they also consumed a lot of star yuan power in his body.

Day 3.

Han Hao's reputation has gradually spread in Hun Tian City, and more and more martial artists have come inexplicably, all wanting to see Han Hao's winning streak.

In just half a day, Han Hao fought fifteen battles, and each opponent was a Enlightenment Ninth Layer and a Half-Step Tong Xuan Cultivator. However, the most difficult game he fought was against a half-step Xuanwu man in his thirties, and the two sides fought back and forth for an hour and a half before Han Hao won.

"There are still five consecutive victories, how do you feel now, Sister Qinghe?" Bai Lan yawned as he sat in the stands.

"Unfathomable!" Mu Qinghe's gaze at Han Hao also changed differently, she always thought that Han Hao was not at the same level as herself at all, but in the past three days, Han Hao's actions slapped him hard, and he fought for three days and three nights in a row and was still alive and well, not to mention how he cultivated, even this perseverance was not comparable to herself!

"This brother, it's not for nothing!" Bai Lan squinted her eyes and smiled when she heard Mu Qinghe's words, although Mu Qinghe was her fiancée, this woman was too arrogant, and it was not easy for her to take the initiative to bow her head.

"Deacon Wang, if you don't send someone out, I'm going to take away this million spirit stones!" Bai Lan set his eyes on Deacon Wang.

"I can still afford a million spirit stones in my martial arts arena!"

Deacon Wang said this, but he smiled bitterly in his heart, and now there is only Xiao Sheng who can handle the martial artists of the Enlightenment Stage in the martial arts arena. If Han Hao is an ordinary martial artist, the martial arts arena can still recruit him, and at the worst of all, he can use some shady means to make him disappear. But now that there is Mu Qinghe, a Bodhisattva, here, he doesn't dare to use these unseemly means, so he can only put all his hopes on Xiao Sheng's body.

"It seems that this Han Hao is going to win a hundred consecutive victories, I would have pressed all the spirit stones on him if I knew it!"

"You can bet now, but the odds are only 1:2!"

"This is not for sure, the remaining five martial arts arenas will definitely send out masters!"

"In the next game, Han Hao will stand against Sun Tian!" the referee in the ring announced.

"See, this Sun Tian is a half-step Xuanxuan, even if Han Hao can win, it will consume a lot of his Yuan Power!"

"It is estimated that the purpose of the latter is to consume Han Hao's Yuan Force, in order to help Xiao Sheng increase the winning rate!"

"This trick is so shameless!"

The people in the stands saw the purpose of the martial arts arena.