At the end of this battle, Chu Fengmian had already defeated the Cold Face Demon Lord and advanced to the top four.

As long as you go through two battles, it is enough to win the championship of this martial arts tournament.

In the next game, Ye Tianjun came on the field, and the person opposite him was just a disciple of a martial arts family.

was almost defeated by the Night Sky Monarch, easily.

Ye Tianjun was also like Chu Fengmian and advanced into the top four.

There are two places in the top four, and now they have been decided.

"In the next battle, the burial sky will be against the cold moon. ”

Above the stands, the old man of Tongtian Pavilion opened his mouth and announced the next battle.

Burial day, to the cold moon.

"I actually ran into him. ”

Chu Fengmian glanced at the ring, and saw the figure of Futian, who had already jumped into the ring.

At the moment when he stood in the ring on this funeral day, his gaze seemed to deliberately glance at Chu Fengmian a few times, and from this gaze, Chu Fengmian even saw a lot of hatred and resentment.

It's a provocative look full of hatred.

"Be careful. ”

Seeing this gaze, Chu Fengmian secretly said to Han Yueli next to him.

"Hmm. ”

Han Yueli nodded, and as soon as her figure moved, she jumped directly onto the ring.

Han Yueli's strength has not really been shown, so for this battle, everyone present is also extremely looking forward to it.

The two dark horses of this year's martial arts conference finally collided.

Han Yueli was dressed in white and stood in the ring, and the burial sky opposite her was completely black.

"Boom!"

Almost without any words, Futian suddenly struck.

At the moment when he saw Han Yueli, the eyes of the burial sky showed a bit of hideous eyes.

Without the slightest hesitation, he suddenly struck, and his punch was already bombarded past.

This burial heaven advanced all the way, and almost all of them defeated the opponent with pure strength.

In the face of his strength, Han Yueli did not relax in the slightest, and as soon as she moved her hand, in front of her, it turned into an ice mirror.

It was with the power of the burial heaven that collided.

"Bump, bump, bump!"

In the blink of an eye, almost countless voices sounded at the same time, and the burial sky was full of dozens of fist winds in a row, bombarding towards the cold moon.

But Han Yueli easily resisted all these fist winds.

Almost an instantaneous battle, the true strength of the two of them exploded.

"Such a strong strength, sure enough, the first person in the Cold Snow Pavilion at the beginning, the genius of the innate divine body, I didn't expect that Chu Fengmian, that fool, actually didn't take away the innate cold power from you. ”

Futian looked at Han Yueli, and suddenly said coldly.

"Since that's the case, then I'll take away your power first, and then deal with that kid Chu Fengmian!"

The voice of the burial sky was hoarse and audible, and I couldn't help but want to cover my ears.

"Who the hell are you?"

Han Yueli listened to the funeral sky and called out her name, especially the moment when Hanxue Pavilion was mentioned, Han Yueli also understood.

The burial heaven in front of him is indeed a character from the Wusheng Kingdom, and it sounds like he has a great grudge against Chu Fengmian.

Fu Tian snorted coldly.

"Who am I? There is no need for an explanation for a dying man!"

"If you don't want to say, then I'll suppress you and see who you really are!"

Han Yueli's face was calm when she heard Futian's words, but vaguely, her face showed a little anger.

The killing intent of this burial sky is almost undisguisedly displayed.

Dealing with the enemy, Han Yueli did not have any of the thoughts of mercy on his subordinates.

"Ice!"

Han Yueli waved her big hand, and a stream of spiritual power turned into an ice sword in her hand.

Suddenly, it was a wave, towards the burial sky, slashing away.

Although it is an ice sword, it is extremely sharp.

As soon as the ice sword came out, the entire ring was surrounded by a chill.

"Broken!"

Layers of cold ice, with the sword of Han Yueli slashed out, and at the same time slashed towards the burial sky.

This layer of cold ice is extremely sharp, and if an ordinary martial artist touches it, it will be directly slashed.

In this sword, there is already a killing intent, Han Yueli did not spare his hand, and slashed towards the burial sky, and the thought in it was also to force out the true strength of this burial sky.

Futian has always been hiding his strength, and once he exposes his strength, his identity will be easy to guess.

In any case, this burial heaven is definitely an enemy, and he can't be killed, but at least his identity must be forced out.

"You don't know whether to live or die! You want to force out my identity, that's good!"

Futian suddenly smiled coldly.

Around him, streams of demonic intent erupted.

The moment this demonic intent appeared, it swept through the entire ring, and countless sword blades that slashed towards him were directly devoured.

"Demonic will?"

"This person's people from the Earth Demon Gate?"

Countless eyes looked at the demonic intent that erupted from Fu Tian's body, and they were all stunned.

This demonic intent also means this, the people of the Earth Demon Gate who buried the heavens?

Not really, though.

The people of the Earth Demon Gate don't seem to know this burial day, so what is the origin of this burial day?

"Huh?"

Han Yueli's gaze changed slightly, obviously the sudden appearance of this magic intent seemed to be unexpected by her.

Ben Li Han Yueli plans to force out the true power of Futian first, so that he can know his true identity.

But now that this magic intent appeared, it made Han Yueli a little puzzled, this force didn't seem to be anyone she knew before.

But Futian can recognize her origin, her identity, obviously Futian must be a person from the Wusheng Kingdom.

"Demon, what is this?"

Under the ring, Chu Fengmian stared at the burial sky, and the moment he saw this demonic intent, a figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

It's just that he hasn't confirmed it yet.

In this ring, there was a sudden reversal.

I saw Han Yueli wave her big hand, and the ice sword in her hand slashed over again, and the demonic intent in front of her was shattered one after another.

But this demonic intent was shattered, but there was no panic on Fu Tian's face, but a little smile.

This smile was seen in Chu Fengmian's eyes.

"Oh no, it's bad!"

Chu Fengmian stood up suddenly.

"Boom!"

Han Yueli's figure stood in place, and suddenly, her body shook, and her eyes showed a little confusion.

The whole person seemed to be standing in place, completely stunned.

"Heart Demon, this is a big heart demon!"

Chu Fengmian exclaimed.

The demonic intent of this burial heaven is not an ordinary demonic intent, but a demon in the heart.

This heart demon, with Han Yueli's killing, actually directly drilled into Han Yueli's body, attracting the heart demon on Han Yueli's body, causing her to fall into a short period of sluggishness.

At this moment, Fu Tian's figure moved, and in a palm, it was already bombarded towards Han Yueli.

It was precisely the intention to take advantage of the moment when Han Yueli dealt with the demons in his heart to completely kill Han Yueli.

The situation is at its worst.

(End of chapter)