Xing Futu was not bad to Han Bing, and he chose a better place for Han Bing to cultivate, which was the part closest to the prefecture-level area of the entire Xuan-level region, and the energy of heaven and earth was relatively abundant, but Han Bing didn't care much about this, and in a few days, when the god and demon shadow clone refined the bloodline of the Phantom Asura King completely, he could use it to reach the Heavenly Martial Realm, and without the constraints of total merit points, he could directly become a ground-level disciple.

Xing Futu is the hall master of the Heaven Level Hall of the Punishment Palace, and it is normal for things to be busy, after placing Han Bing, he left in a hurry after explaining a few words, it should be something important suddenly.

"After a few days of delay in the Asura Realm, in this way, there should be more than ten days before the arrival of Zhan Yun, and if I go to take on any tasks during this time, I may not be able to complete it before Zhan Yun arrives, so I'd better be honest for a few days. Han Bing considered.

However, Zhan Yun said that he would let him refine a large amount of elixir for her, and Han Bing readily agreed, but refining the elixir requires a large amount of elixir, and Han Bing didn't want to fool Zhan Yun, since he wanted to eat it, it would be good for Zhan Yun, with the cultivation of Zhan Yun Tianwu Realm, it was difficult for the spirit pill below the ground level to have an effect.

In this way, it is a lot of expenses, and now Han Bing only has more than 1,000 merit points left on his body before entering the Asura Realm, but these are still not too many for buying high-grade elixirs.

In this way, Han Bing hit his mind to the Dao platform, just like when he was in Fuxi Ancient City, and obtained merit points through battle. After all, this is a Xuan-level area, and the highest strength is only the first level of the Heavenly Martial Realm, those who have enough cultivation and enough total merit points, and the second level of the Heavenly Martial Realm, almost no one stays in the Xuan-level area.

In this way, although Han Bing is the ninth level of the Earth Martial Realm, he is indeed an invincible existence in the Xuan-level region, as long as he covers it up well enough, he can gain a lot of merit points.

Xing Futu left himself a spirit weapon long sword when he left, this is mainly to give Han Bing a convenient tool when he travels, he can't use his wings every time, this is too ostentatious, even if he has far surpassed the cultivation of condensing wings, he still likes to walk with the sword.

Sacrificing the spirit weapon was very easy for Han Bing, it hardly took any time, and soon, after controlling this spirit weapon long sword, he couldn't wait for the sword to go to the asking platform.

Asking the Dao platform is not something that can be entered at will, if you want to enter, you must pay a certain amount of merit points, and you need to pay a hundred merit points once you enter, which makes Han Bing's heart can't help but drip blood, but after entering it, he found that this hundred merit points are not a loss at all.

Just the energy of heaven and earth is several times that of the outside, and there is a special potential in it, there is this kind of potential, Han Bing saw that the battle between the two on the huge stone platform in the center actually had some understanding, as if there was a mysterious force guiding Han Bing to grope his own way from other people's Dao and improve his understanding.

But the two people on the battle platform only have the eighth level of cultivation in the Earth Martial Realm, and the help to Han Bing is too small, and seeing that the two of them are not in a hurry to defeat the opponent, it seems that they are both improving their understanding, and it seems that the Dao platform is more helpful to the people who fight.

Rumble!

There was an explosion, and flames flew in an instant, and one of the men was directly knocked down from the battle platform by the other, and the battle ended, and the stone tablet in front of the central stone platform floated a number of one thousand, which also turned into a ray of light and drilled into the victor's disciple Fu Chong, so it was not him.

A battle to win a thousand merit points? This is also a bit too easy, I already know that even if you are a Xuan-level disciple, if you take a task, the merit points obtained by completing a task are about 1,000 points.

At this time, the battle had just ended, and the surrounding Xuan-level disciples were immersed in their understanding, and one of them stepped on the stone platform and pasted the disciple talisman on the stone tablet, and in an instant, a number of one thousand points appeared on the left side of the stone tablet. This person is about twenty years old, his face is also quite delicate, he looks a little dusty in the white clothes of a Xuan-level disciple, and his cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Earth Martial Realm, and this kind of talent is also relatively superior among Xuan-level disciples.

"Brothers, in Feng Yubai, I believe that many brothers have also heard of my name, and today I am not on this podium, and I hope that there will be any brothers and sisters who will give advice. Feng Yubai spoke gently and elegantly, but Han Bing heard a sense of arrogance from it. Just now, I seemed to hear someone talking about it, this Feng Yubai seems to be a figure on the Xuan List, and he is the ninth existence on the Xuan List.

If you can defeat Feng Yubai, not only can you get the reward of 1,000 merit points, but you can also become the ninth on the Xuan List by the way, which is really good.

However, such a good thing, but few people dare to go up, the ninth on the Xuan List, which means that there are only eight people in the entire Xuan-level disciples who can defeat Feng Yubai, of course, this is on the surface, and it is also normal for someone to break through during this time, and it is normal to be able to defeat him.

Han Bing stepped forward and put the disciple talisman close to the stone tablet, and in an instant, the number on the stone tablet changed from one thousand to two thousand, if anyone can win. You can get 2,000 merit points. Han Bing didn't say much, stepped on the asking platform, and confronted Feng Yubai.

"This junior brother has a bit of an eye, I don't know what his name is?" Feng Yubai could see that Han Bing's cultivation was similar to him, but it was only the ninth level of the Earth Martial Realm, and those who had this kind of cultivation were still younger than him, so it stands to reason that he shouldn't be unrecognizable.

"This battlefield is for fighting, not for asking questions, don't be mother-in-law, let's shoot. Han Bing said, the reason why this is so is because Han Bing doesn't want to reveal his name for the time being, after all, the trouble last night was indeed a bit big, and they may not recognize their appearance, this name is easy to remember.

Feng Yubai frowned, a little displeased, which of these disciples in the Xuan-level area was not polite to him, not to mention raising his hand and not hitting the smiling person, he asked Han Bing so politely, but he held a burst of vicious words from Han Bing, naturally he was very unhappy, and instantly took out a pure white long sword from the Sumeru ring, this sword is very delicate, like a beautiful work of art, but its grade is not too high, it is just a superb spiritual weapon, not even a magic weapon, after all, it is not in the Tianwu Realm, it is difficult to control the magic weapon.

Han Bing took out the Chilian Sword with his backhand, although he was domineering, he couldn't tell what level of weapon it was, Feng Yubai was also stunned, and wondered: "This kid, how can you take out a mortal weapon, no, it's not a mortal weapon, but it doesn't have the slightest spirituality." ”

"Sword of the Scorching Sun!" Han Bing practiced his sword swinging, and a big ball of fire flew towards Feng Yubai, the Sword of the Scorching Sun was only a martial art of the sixth rank of the Yellow Order, and this level of martial art could not necessarily be found in the entire Bodhi Divine Sect, because the level was too low, what Han Bing had to do was to make them think that they were not too strong, if they showed their strength at the beginning, no one would challenge them after defeating this Feng Yubai.

Even if the level of martial arts is very low, but when the user is strong, the power of martial arts should not be underestimated, since Feng Yubai is the ninth on the Xuan List, he still has some ability, the long sword is inserted into the ground, and the white light turns into a wall, and the sword of the scorching sun only hits the wall and shatters it, but it does not hurt Feng Yubai.

On the other hand, Feng Yubai, with a look of shock on his face, said: "This martial art seems simple, but it has such a strong power, it is definitely from the hands of a master, and it has the level of a ground-level martial art." ”

Han Bing couldn't help laughing out loud, the earth-level martial arts, he really could afford the sword of the scorching sun, and he took Han Bing hard, Feng Yubai was about to fight back, only to see that he was holding a pure white long sword, and a tall phantom slowly appeared behind him, this phantom was not the power of blood, but a kind of martial art.

"Celestial Slash!"

Feng Yubai slashed down with the long sword in his hand, and the tall phantom behind him moved in unison, locking on Han Bing and slashing down with a sword, in fact, this kind of attack was just in vain, but in order to hide his strength, Han Bing directly cast the heart of the wood spirit and made a defensive position. Although the giant is an illusory shadow, it will also be restrained by the heart of the wood spirit. The closer he got to Han Bing, the slower his swing speed became.

"Sword Twisting!"

Huge vines rose from the ground, winding the so-called Heavenly God, supporting such a large body, even the phantom also consumed a lot of spiritual power, Feng Yubai was not Han Bing, there was not so much spiritual power stored in his body, the power of the Heavenly God Slash was getting smaller and smaller, Han Bing raised his hand to explode the sword technique with one blow, and let it explode to pieces.

Feng Yubai was directly rushed out, but he didn't want to admit defeat, he wanted to make a last fight. I saw that the sword qi around him was flying, the sword shadow was chaotic, and the pure white long sword in his hand became looming, and the breath was also a little ethereal.

"Three Thousand Days Killing Sword!"

The long sword seemed to be detonated, and everything as far as the eye could see was a white vastness, and in this endless white, there were flying long swords everywhere, perhaps sword qi, all hidden in it.

"The blade of the fire cloud is cold-eyed to the world. ”

Underneath this, nothing is hidden. Feng Yubai's figure was hidden not far away, but if his vision was blocked by this day, it would be difficult to find Feng Yubai's location, and now he was in an unsuspecting situation, if he wanted to defeat him, he could just use a sword.

But this will not achieve Han Bing's purpose.

Sou.

A sword qi passed through, Han Bing hurriedly dodged, but he was still stabbed, countless long swords were densely packed, and it was indeed not easy to defend. About the time of a stick of incense. Han Bing already had many scars on his body, some of which looked shocking, but only Han Bing himself knew that these were all external injuries, and they only needed the healing power of the wood element, and they would get better in an instant.

"Admit defeat, you are not my opponent, if you continue to fight, you will really be in danger of your life. Feng Yubai's voice seemed to come from all directions, but Han Bing had always locked his position.

"Why do you have to admit defeat, don't hide if you have the ability, fight head-on. Han Bing roared and said, this was just what Han Bing said on purpose, but what he didn't expect was that Feng Yubai actually walked out, holding a long sword in his hand, and said, "Okay, fight head-on!"

"Sword fighting!"

Han Bing smiled coldly, and cast a sword fighting technique in the opposite direction, this Feng Yubai in front of him was not real, it was undoubtedly a means of killing the sword in the three thousand days. The real Feng Yubai was always behind Han Bing, ready for the final blow.

When the sword fighting technique was performed, Feng Yubai's whole person was stupid and defenseless. was pierced by the sword fighting technique, and was instantly pierced out of a blood hole, and his momentum was sluggish, and he fell on the battle platform, and the white expanse disappeared.

Disciples outside the battle platform. Seeing that the white expanse finally disappeared, what appeared in front of him was Feng Yubai who fell to the ground and Han Bing, who was full of holes, and for a while, the Daotai exploded.