On the third day of the martial arts, it was a sixteen-in-eight competition, and the square was crowded with people, rubbing shoulders one after another, and looking at it slightly, it was even more than the day of the draw.

After two days of competition, all those who were not at the level were eliminated, and among the remaining sixteen people, at least the strength of the fifth layer of Yuqing. However, in Zhang Han's opinion, this is still too vegetable.

In the past few days, people such as Qi Hao, Lu Xueqi, and Zeng Shushu, who have won the championship with relatively high voices, have all won consecutive battles, and as for Zhang Han, his performance can only be described by two words: weird.

During the two-day competition, he stood in place, and when the opponent's sword attacked, he directly relaxed the ape arm, sandwiched the sword body between his index and middle fingers, and then said 'Promise', and walked away.

To this day, no one knows how strong Zhang Han is, anyway, every time he kills in seconds, but the losing side is still convinced, which is too weird.

At this moment, next to the word platform, Du Bishu reminded Senior Brother Song Daren softly, "Senior Brother, although that Zhang Han is a registered disciple of Changmen, he started with Xiao Fan, and he has only practiced for five years, but his strength should not be underestimated, I haven't seen him use a weapon in the first two games, you must be careful!" ”

Song Daren frowned, and when he learned that he was about to face Zhang Han, he sighed in his heart and had a bad premonition.

There is no other reason, such a thing as receiving the fairy sword with bare hands can't be done at all with Song Daren's Taoism, so it is speculated that this time the martial arts, I am afraid that I will stop here!

The force value of the Zhuxian World is not very high, but the magic weapons are more powerful than the other. In the original book, if Zhang Xiaofan hadn't had such a heavy treasure as Soul Devouring, I am afraid that he would have died I don't know how many times.

Therefore, there is a big difference between disciples who have magic weapons and those who don't.

"Daren, don't have too much pressure, just do your best!" Su Ru couldn't help but comfort Song Daren when she saw that there was a bitter look on her face.

"Yes, Senior Brother, we will cheer you on!" Tian Ling'er also followed to cheer him up.

At this moment, not only the disciples of Dazhu Peak and Tongtian Peak were around, but also many disciples from other peaks came. Everyone was confused by Zhang Han's strength and wanted to witness it with their own eyes.

It didn't take long for Zhang Han to walk up the steps step by step, and when he saw that Song Daren had already appeared on the stage, he hugged his fists and said, "Nagato, Zhang Han, please advise!" ”

"Da Zhu Feng, Song Daren, please advise!"

Song Daren replied with a fist, and then shouted, and the fairy sword and ten tigers in his palm flew up in the wind under the urging of Zhenyuan, turning into a yellow mang dozens of meters long, and slashed head-on.

The foundation is strong and the momentum is majestic, I'm afraid he is already half a step and seven layers.

Zhang Han put his left hand behind his back, slowly raised his right hand, and grasped the light that was slashing down. If you talk about Taoism, there are many people above Zhang Han, but if you talk about pretending, almost no one can compare with it.

Zheng!

The contact between the palm and the light actually made a sound of gold and iron, and the huge concussive force spread in all directions, rolling up a whirlwind.

"Huh?"

As soon as the palm of his hand grasped the yellow light, his body couldn't help but sink and took half a step back.

It's not because of how strong Song Daren is, after all, Zhang Han's fellow practitioner of Buddhism and Taoism is on the eighth layer of Yuqing, plus the spiritual pressure protective body, even if he is standing and letting him cut, he can't break the protection of spiritual pressure.

It's just that Song Daren's Immortal Sword Ten Tigers are not low, and the bonus to attack power is huge, so Zhang Han misestimated the strength value, and the strength he used was smaller, so his body was unstable and he took half a step back.

But that's it!

Zhang Han exerted his strength slightly, and the True Yuan erupted, and in an instant, the Ten Tigers of the Immortal Sword that trembled in his palm dimmed instantly.

The magic weapon was broken, and Song Daren couldn't help but turn pale, still with an unbelievable look.

Off the field, seeing that Zhang Han was still the same as two days ago, pretending to be forced to catch the fairy sword with his bare hands, everyone was in an uproar and burst into discussions. Even the head of the main seat, Dao Xuan Zhenren, as well as the heads of the other peaks, were also attracted to attention.

You must know that Song Daren is an old man who has participated in the Seven Veins Martial Arts twice, and he is a sixth-layer Yuqing with proper strength, and the Ten Tigers of the Immortal Sword are also high-grade magic weapons. However, it is still just a victim of Zhang Han's pretend.

"That's amazing!"

Offstage, Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, the two entered together at the same time, but their achievements were very different. Thinking that he had worked hard for five years, and he was only the fourth layer of Yuqing, Zhang Xiaofan clenched his fists, and his heart was extremely unwilling.

"Agreed!"

Zhang Han threw the fairy sword back to Song Daren with his backhand, hugged his fist slightly, and walked towards the audience.

"Wait!" Seeing Zhang Han turn around and want to leave, Song Daren suddenly called him.

Zhang Han turned his head and said strangely, "What's the matter?" ”

"I'm ashamed to say it, I admit that I'm not as good as others, and I lost this competition!"

Speaking of this, Song Daren groaned slightly, and when he caught a glimpse of the beautiful figure in the audience, he secretly gritted his teeth, raised his head suddenly, and said firmly, "However, I want to see your knife and see what your attack looks like!" ”

"Ahh Suffer! ”

Offstage, Tian Ling'er couldn't help screaming, her left hand tightly clutched Zhang Xiaofan's arm, and her nails dug into the flesh. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the gap between Song Daren and Zhang Han's cultivation is too big, and they have to provoke each other like this, and everyone can't help but sink in their hearts, and secretly sweat for Song Daren.

"It's strange, in the past, I have never seen such a strong side of the senior brother......" The sixth Du Bishu raised his eyes and looked around, and suddenly, his eyes were fixed on a rather pretty woman not far away, and he suddenly realized!

The woman clutched the corner of her clothes, staring at the situation on the stage, her eyebrows furrowed, with a hint of uneasiness and anxiety.

No wonder Senior Brother was killed in seconds, but he insisted on seeing Zhang Han's attack, it turned out that his favorite Senior Sister Wen Min was watching the battle offstage, and she had to be tough.

If it leaves a cowardly image in Wen Min's mind, it will be bad!

Zhang Han turned around, glanced at the other party deeply, held the handle of the knife with his left hand, slowly pulled out the slashing knife, erected it in front of him, and reminded, "Senior Brother Song, be careful!" ”

Seeing that Zhang Han finally pulled out his sword, not only Song Daren, but everyone in the audience also held their breath and stared, not squinting. Even the two disciples who were fighting in the ring on the side couldn't help but slow down their attacks, and they glanced over.

"Scatter, Senbon Sakura!"

Zhang Han whispered softly, and under the urging of spiritual pressure, the dark red blade turned into a bright pink, and then slowly disappeared, turning into countless pink cherry blossoms, gathering together, turning into a long dragon, spinning and attacking Song Daren.

Song Daren's face was solemn, his hand pinched the magic trick, and the immortal sword and ten tigers turned into Dao Dao Huang Mang hung down from the top of his head. Suddenly, a golden shield rose up and wrapped around the whole body.

Boom, boom, boom......

It looked like a cherry blossom, but in fact, it was a thousand cherry blossoms composed of countless small sharp blades, and in an instant, it bombarded the golden shield, bursting out with a sharp roar.

The golden passport is like a ripple in the water, rippling under the attack of the cherry blossoms. It didn't take long for Song Daren to shatter into pieces with a snap, and Song Daren's face turned pale, and a trace of blood foamed from the corner of his mouth.

I secretly smiled bitterly in my heart, I have been practicing hard for a hundred years, but I can't even stop the other party's move, is the gap between people really so big?

Before he could figure it out, countless cherry blossoms rained down on him, forming a huge pink ball that swirled endlessly.

"Don't!" "Big Brother !!"

Offstage, the disciples of Da Zhufeng exclaimed in surprise, their faces shocked.

(End of chapter)