Han Lin hit it with one blow and hit Song Zhong in the stomach!

This scene made the audience silent, and everyone was shocked and couldn't react at all.

Even Jianmingyue, Qiuli, and the loose cultivation of Beihanguan all stood up directly!

They all felt that this guy in front of them was not teleporting, but as fast as teleportation!

It's too fast, it's so fast that you can't see clearly, and Song Zhong hangs on Han Lin's fist, and the whole person bends into a shrimp!

"Vomit, cough, cough, cough ......" Song Zhong spit out sour water and gastric juice, and even kept bleeding in his mouth, all of which were directly shocked by Han Lin's internal qi.

"Huh?"

Han Lin was taken aback, because the clothes on Song Zhong's body were actually emitting white light, blocking the power of his fist.

He could feel that the toughness of this clothing was terrifying, it should be used to resist the flying sword, and it also had a certain function of reducing the impact.

But only to a certain extent, at this moment, Song Zhong's eyes were wide open, and the aftermath of the violent impact passed through his clothes, making his whole body tremble!

"You, you, you!"

Song Zhong was dizzy, he couldn't imagine that this guy in front of him suddenly attacked, faster than his own reaction!

And Han Lin didn't wait for Song Zhong to react, closed his fist, and punched again!

Punch again!

Punch again!

There was a bang, bang,

The clothes on his body are shining for protection, but they can't be completely blocked at all, vomiting blood, constantly vomiting blood!

Just when Han Lin was hearty, and when he turned to a fist down, Song Zhong's body suddenly disappeared!

Already on the other side of the ring!

"Hah... Hah..."

Song Zhong didn't expect it at all, it was just a carelessness, and he was almost beaten and lost his mind!

"Mole ants...... Damn ants, you can't kill me, you can't even break my spirit clothes!"

His eyes were red, and he breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, he was beaten several times just now, and it only happened in an instant!

"You're strong, stronger than other ants, but I'm relieved now, your time of death is coming, watch me poison you!!"

Song Zhong gritted his teeth, and in an instant, the entire ring turned green!

This is Fang Yuan's instant change of attributes, bringing the power of the Dao Spirit, it can be completed in an instant, faster than a flying sword!

His toxins can't even be resisted by Immortal Yuan, and even Fang Yuanna can be contaminated!

Song Zhong's eyes were vicious, he was glad that he was careless just now, but it was too late, everything was still under his control, this was his forbidden place.

And in the green, Han Lin was covered in black celestial canons, actively operating, emitting a faint black light.

At the same time, he was accumulating his internal qi, preparing to break out the toad skill to defeat the enemy with one move, and even the dragon palm was ready!

But Han Lin suddenly found out......

"You poison, you don't have any power, huh?" Han Lin was stunned.

He found that although the poison was ubiquitous, he only felt a slight corrosion, as if someone was tickling, and it could not penetrate his epidermis at all.

It's not like the Jianming Moon Spirit Vein will be invaded, but Han Lin, there is no Spirit Vein at all!

How can a person with a closed pulse be poisoned by the spiritual vein?

"It can't be!"

Song Zhong saw that Han Lin was completely fine in his poisonous spirit radius, and immediately exclaimed!

His Dao spirit was indeed aimed at restraining the aura of immortal cultivators, so even if he saw that the autumn glass that used fire was very strong, Song Zhong felt that he had a great chance of winning.

As for ordinary martial artists, it is not that he has never used spiritual poison, but in ordinary times, he can also make the other party survive and not die......

Why did this poison hit Han Lin, and it had no effect at all?

Han Lin stood in place, constantly accumulating strength.

At first, I was still very anxious, but later I found out that the Black Sky Dian far surpassed the hard skills of ordinary martial saints several times, plus his own toad skills also had poisonous skills, and he understood the poison of internal qi, so in the face of the poison of this aura, it was really okay at all!

After discovering this, Han Lin smiled.

It seems that the means of immortal cultivators also depend on the opponent.

He saw that the Martial Saint was defeated by the flames of the autumn glass before, but in fact, those hundred and seventy or eighty-year-old martial saints were also able to resist for two or three breaths in the flames of the autumn glass before jumping out of the ring.

And the spirit poison that is not professional is far less lethal to him than the flame.

Rumble!

Han Lin stepped under his feet again, and appeared in front of Song Zhong in an instant!

This time, after accumulating power slightly, the speed was unimaginably faster, and Song Zhong was hoisted by Han Lin in the blink of an eye, and the hammer exploded thirteen times!

Bang bang!

Like a sandbag that had been hung up, Song Zhong was beaten with blood spraying wildly before he reacted and used Fang Yuan to teleport!

With this move, Han Lin didn't find any clue at the moment, he couldn't guess the other party's landing location at all, and there was no gap, as soon as the other party disappeared, he had already appeared in another place.

And at this moment, Song Zhong is full of blood at the corners of his mouth, he is really angry!!

In a flash of his hand, a cold flying sword appeared.

The flying sword, one of the three foundations of immortal cultivators, is not very powerful when it comes to fighting immortal cultivators.

But Song Zhong then remembered that this was the most powerful weapon against a martial artist!

Because the warrior has no square circle, this piece is all the territory he controls!

"Give me death!" Song Zhong shouted angrily, and under Han Lin's surprised gaze, the flying sword suddenly disappeared!

When he reappeared, he was already in front of him!

Under Fang Yuan's domination, even the flying sword can teleport!

Han Lin's cold hair exploded in an instant, his footwork and body flashed and urged wildly, and he almost dodged the flying sword!

"Huh, no, you flying sword...... Is it teleportation?" After a false alarm, Han Lin found that the flying sword had disappeared, and after it reappeared, the initial velocity turned out to be zero!

That's why the time to accelerate again will give him time to dodge.

And Song Zhong's face was gloomy, because if he was replaced by another martial saint, he would have been pierced by him at such a close distance!

At this time, Han Lin also thought that this was actually the same principle as the other party's teleportation.

And the other party can't, teleport the flying sword into his body, because there is no aura in his body.

Thinking of this, after cracking the other party's methods one by one, Han Lin felt even more that the haze in his heart was gone, as if he had seen the sun through the clouds.

Immortal cultivators, although unpredictable and powerful, although when they don't understand, they feel that the other party's methods are amazing.

But it's also reasonable.

Thinking of this, Han Lin looked at the turtle shell of the treasure clothes worn by the other party, and began to charge his strongest strength!

Song Zhong flew the sword drive, but when he appeared too close to Han Lin, Han Lin directly used his hand to shoot away before the other party accelerated!

If it's too far, he dodges easily!

So in the face of Han Lin's accumulation, Song Zhong felt that a crisis was approaching, but there was no way to interrupt it!

The thousands of people watching the battle suddenly felt that their eyes were a little flowery.

In the green circle, they could only dimly see Han Lin's figure moving, but that figure was weird, and suddenly began to grow big and small!

"Why is this Han Lin a little wrong?"

"He's so tall? No, why does he seem to be smaller again?"

"What's going on? How can I see that when he is standing, the whole person is moving?"

The second prince saw Zhou Yan, his face was shocked, and even his cultivation stopped completely.

Even the three deans sat up straight and began to watch the battle seriously.

Even when Jian Mingyue and Song Zhong competed, the deans were not so serious.

In the field, only those who have reached a certain level can feel the peculiarity of Han Lin!

That powerful, the twelfth layer of the Black Sky Codex!

That terrifying, after being urged by the Crazy Sword Toad Skill, skyrocketed to three hundred years of power!

The two major factors, any one of them, are enough to touch the threshold of transformation and take the step of feathering!

But Han Lin was stabilized.

Because he's missing one last thing.

He wants to hone his martial will.

Han Lin had seen the experience of the Great Dean and knew what martial intent was, it was the feedback of a person's will, and it was the power that could always illuminate the way forward and lead him forward in the dark.

And Han Lin didn't know what words to use to describe his martial intent, he just enjoyed martial arts, longed for martial arts, and hoped to swim in this ocean all the time.

If someone wants to convince him to agree that martial arts is just a pond.

Then Han Lin will use what he has learned to tell the other party that martial arts are as vast as the ocean!

Never lose to an immortal cultivator!

Boom –

Three hundred years of power, toad power accumulation, descending dragon palm, more than double the power, triple the power!!

And Song Zhong's eyes widened, and the moment he felt the crisis of life and death, he teleported!

Han Lin roared with a roaring violent internal qi and let out a bang!

"As long as I concentrate on it, I can predict your attack, you can't hit me, there is only a dead end!"

Song Zhong appeared on the other side of the ring, his face was full of viciousness, and he found that a flying sword was useless, and three of them floated out at the same time!

However, when he saw Han Lin turn around, he saw that the latter's eyes were full of calm.

In the calm, even with a hint of pity.

This made Song Zhong, who had been born and transferred between the lightning and flint, slightly puzzled.

And all this happened in an instant, Song Zhong suddenly saw behind Han Lin, there was ...... Two feet, standing alone.

And those feet, looking, look very familiar.

On the field, the eyes of countless spectators slowly widened, as if they had seen a ghost.

Because on the field, that green Dao Spirit Fang Yuan began to collapse.

Song Zhong lowered his head, only to find that there was nothing below his chest!

The foot that remained where it was, it was his!

And his spiritual clothes, his body, his waist, his lower abdomen, and his dantian were all blown up!

Explode into a blood mist!

He didn't have time to dodge at all, he only teleported after he was blown up!

Song Zhong thought he had reacted, but in fact he didn't react at all!

The boundless darkness struck, even if it was a foundation building peak immortal cultivator, if he was broken into two and shattered into one, he was doomed to die.

"This, no, really ......"

Song Zhong finally murmured, and the upper half of his body, with a bang, fell into the ring.

Until death, his eyes were wide and full of disbelief.