Then a large sign appeared in the central plaza with various numbers and names written on it.

It clearly distinguishes the major forces, and the list and number of the major forces.

Ye Han raised his eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the huge display card, he found the sect he was in at a glance.

On it was the symbol of the Phantom Sword Sect, and Ye Han recognized it at a glance, not only Ye Han, but others also saw it.

Then below, Ye Han saw his number!

Mei Niang - Sixty-five!

Ye Han - Sixty-six!

Qiu Xiong - Sixty-seven!

White Feather - Sixty-Eight!

Lin Fei - Sixty-Nine!

Everyone looks at their number and remembers it.

Then Ye Han raised his eyes again and looked at the location of several forces!

Qixia Sect!

Ziyun'er - Thirty-six!

Zhou Meier - No. 37!

Ye Yuer - No. 38!

............

Then I looked at a few more places!

Qingguo Imperial Family!

Blue Sky - No. 1!

Twilight Sky - Number 2!

............

Ye Han remembered these numbers, and secretly thought in his heart, as long as you don't touch these few!

Then someone distributed tokens, and the first side of each token was the Qingguo totem logo, the green willow tree!

The second side is the symbol of the faction in which they are located, and there is a number engraved on both sides.

Ye Han took the token, it was smooth to the touch, cold and cold, made of special metal.

Spiritual power is injected into one of the streams of information that pours into the brain!

Ye Han!Disciple of the Phantom Sword Sect, the entry number - sixty-six!

When all the signs were distributed, the numbers on the screen finally started to change!

began to draw opponents, a rapid change, even the strong martial arts could not see clearly, they could only wait quietly!

After a few minutes, the speed of change finally began to slow down, and when all the numbers finally stopped, millions of people in the field looked up.

The audience was very quiet at this moment, everyone held their breath and stared at the screen.

Ye Han raised his eyes and looked for his own number, and thousands of numbers flashed quickly from his eyes.

The eyes suddenly stopped on a number.

Ye Han - No. 66 vs Luo Wufeng - No. 168!

"One hundred and sixty-eight, hehe, I don't know if I can hold on to a stick of incense under my hands!" Ye Han looked at his opponent's number, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then I looked again, wanting to see who Ziyun'er's opponent was!

Ziyun'er - No. 36 vs Xie Tingfeng - No. 380!

"Hey, hey, brother, I can only blame you for your bad luck and running into my daughter-in-law...... Alas~" Ye Han looked at the number, smiling, and secretly thought in his heart.

Ye Han looked again.

Qing Twilight Sky - No. 2 vs Lin Zhixuan - No. 469!

"It looks like you're lucky!" Ye Han smiled slightly, looking at this display, full of battle intent!

Qiu Xiong and the others also had a fighting spirit, and the ones they encountered were not very strong, and they could easily pass!

"Ye Han, Qiu Xiong, Bai Yu, Lin Fei, Mei Niang, a few of you come here!" Ying Changkong called out to Ye Han and the others, sitting in his position, expressionless!

Then Ye Han and the five people walked over and stood beside Shadow Changkong in turn, and the other two high-ranking members of the Phantom Sword Sect also sat beside them, looking at everyone!

"What I'm asking for in the next game is to be clean and neat, don't procrastinate, if you can win, solve the battle as quickly as possible, and retain your strength, this is just an appetizer, the main event is still to come!"

"You have to remember that you must help each other in the future, and you must not fight in private, otherwise I will find out, and you will do it yourself!"

Ying Changkong told everyone, with a dignified face and a pair of sharp eyes, looking at everyone!

When a killing intent emerged at the end, Ye Han's faces all changed.

The killing intent of the shadow sky was like a vast river, overwhelming, and the hearts of the oppressive people were beating wildly, bloodless, and they were suppressed to death.

Even the soul trembled, this is the sense of oppression of the sixth-level martial sect realm!

Ye Han's face changed, because he had never slept on Phantom Wuxue, and now he knew how terrifying it was!

"Yes!"

Everyone returned to Dao in unison, all of them with ugly faces, but although Ye Han's face was ugly, he was fearless in his heart, and he just felt trembling for a moment.

The entire central square was then divided into hundreds of battle arenas, each of which was hundreds of meters long and wide, enough for everyone to fight.

Moreover, the spirit array is still used to bless the ground, forming a four-sided battle arena, and even the high altitude is covered by the spirit array, which can only reach a height of 100 meters.

In this way, the entire central square was cut into hundreds of such fields, and hundreds of people could fight at a time.

The entire central square has been fenced in, and millions of people are watching.

There are also many small squares in the entire Qingxuan City, which have conversion screens, spreading the picture of the battle in the central square, and each square can also gather hundreds of thousands of people, and there are enough hundreds of such squares, otherwise it will not be enough at all!

You must know that there are tens of millions of people in the entire Qingxuan City, plus people from other cities, there are enough hundreds of millions of people to gather again!

This day is very hot in Qingguo!

For this Tianjiao competition, the royal forces of Qingguo have spent a lot of financial and material resources.

So many squares have been built many years in advance, just for this time!

Finally, after assigning the players, the battle begins!

The display on each table displays the name and number of your opponent, so everyone knows where they're fighting at a glance!

Because these battles are all in the order of numbers, Ye Han is on the sixty-sixth, and naturally he is also in it.

All five members of the Phantom Sword Sect came to the stage, looking for their respective battle platforms!

Ye Han found his battle platform and walked up slowly, a pale red robe fluttering with the breeze, his long black hair fluttering, and his steps were slow.

The smile on that handsome cheek is like a spring breeze blowing, which makes people feel happy when they see it!

The sun begins to move westward at this moment, and it will be more than an hour before it will set in the west!

Ye Han walked onto the battle platform, and a man in green clothes on the opposite side also walked onto the battle platform, looking to be twenty-three or four years old, seven or eight years older than Ye Han!

"Qingfeng Sect, there is no wind, please advise!" The man in green clothes arched his hand towards Ye Han, and then his cyan spiritual power bloomed!

"Phantom Sword Sect, Ye Han!" Ye Han also signaled in response, and a red glow bloomed out.

It's like the sunset on the horizon, especially dazzling.

As soon as Ye Han's spiritual power was released, it attracted the attention of many people!

Ye Han looked at the young man opposite, the smile on his face was still there, he felt the fluctuation of the other party's spiritual power, and an unexpected smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The other party is just a fourth-level martial arts realm, and Ye Han is confident that he can defeat the other party with one move!

Na Luo Wufeng looked at Ye Han with a solemn expression, because Ye Han was not only younger than him, but also his strength was the same as him.

And judging from the feeling of spiritual power fluctuations, Ye Han is a little stronger!

So the young man's face was solemn, and he didn't dare to be careless!

Strike first, take the lead!

With a quick step, he rushed towards Ye Han, and the cyan aura wrapped his whole body, exuding the fluctuations that a fourth-level martial venerable should have!

A punch hit Ye Han's cheek, and the fist wind whistled, blowing Ye Han's robe hunting, and his long hair fluttered.

But Ye Han didn't move like a bell, and a faint smile was still on his face.

The right hand clenched into a fist, and the terrifying power instantly condensed, and a red blood dragon roared above Ye Han's right fist.

Rumble!

Ye Han punched out, even if the other party was erratic, a look of fear filled his cheeks.

When there was no wind, it felt like a train coming at a very fast speed, and he couldn't dodge it at all, so he let himself dodge it.

"Huh?" That Luo Wufeng was terrified, he didn't expect Ye Han's strength to be so strong.

A single punch made it impossible for him to dodge.

Since you can't dodge, you can only hard-connect!

That Luo Wufeng's punch suddenly hit out and collided with Ye Han's punch, colliding directly together!

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, like a thunderclap, attracting the attention of the vast majority of people present.

"Shhh

I saw that Luo Wufeng was knocked away by Ye Han's punch, and directly hit the spiritual array shield, vomiting blood, and directly fell into a coma!

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