on the field.

Jiang Han, who had defeated Chen Zong, exhaled, and the air flow had a slight smell of blood.

This was not caused by injury, but after a series of battles, a lot of impurities in his qi and blood were squeezed out, and they were expelled from his body with breathing, making his qi and blood more condensed and pure.

"It is worthy of the existence of the consummation of the Blood Refining Realm, the qi, blood and physique are almost the same as mine, and the martial arts are all top-notch martial arts of the mortal level. ”

Jiang Han's own physical condition is naturally only known to him.

The immortal body cannot recover physical strength, and cannot replenish qi and blood out of nothing, but it can restore all injuries, which is undoubtedly the most suitable physique for rough and brutal fighting.

Just after the battle with Chen Zong, Jiang Han planned to spend a little less physical strength and fight quickly, and he was ready to use the third form of the Earth Splitting Halberd, but he didn't expect that after a few collisions, Chen Zong was directly instigated and began to defend in an all-round way.

This time, there was naturally no need to use the third form of the Earth Splitting Halberd, Jiang Han directly relied on the recovery ability of the immortal and indestructible body, and was not afraid of the side effects of damaged muscles and bones, soreness and weakness, and defeated Chen Zong with a wild slash.

"It seems that the third form of this Earth Splitting Halberd still has to be tested by someone else after all. ”

Jiang Han smiled in his heart, and his eyes had already fallen on Song Yang, whose expression was gloomy like water.

He is very vindictive, and he dares to rely on his strength to threaten himself, so he will be on the way to the Qingxuan List, so he can make up for it!

The fourteenth battle, the thirty-third ...... of the Qingxuan List

Song Yang!

Not many people know about the contradiction between Jiang Han and Song Yang, but it is an indisputable fact that Song Yang and the Lin family are very close, and it is not unexpected that they suddenly turned to challenge Song Yang at this step.

If Jiang Han wins, although he can't achieve the achievement of crossing the seventy places in one step, the fourteen consecutive victories are also the only two in ancient and modern times!

"Humph!"

Song Yang's face was gloomy, he was not surprised by Jiang Han's challenge, and after snorting coldly, he carried his weapon, a red gold black iron rod, and walked to the field.

"I'll admit I underestimated you...... However, are you also a little too underestimating me?! After fighting with Chen Zong, you dare to challenge me again, should I say that you are too confident, or too arrogant?!"

When he came to the field, Song Yang looked at Jiang Han indifferently and said coldly.

Jiang Han looked at Song Yang calmly, and after a few breaths, he spoke lightly.

"What about underestimating you?"

The plain sentence was like thunder, which made Song Yang's face instantly become extremely ugly, and a touch of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, okay, then you can give it a try!"

After the white-clothed deacon signaled to start, Song Yang held the red gold black iron rod in his hand, and directly jumped up, holding the stick in both hands, and with a loud shout, he knocked it down fiercely towards the top of Jiang Han's head.

Airplanes!!

The heavy red gold black iron rod, a stick fell, like a thousand jun boulders falling from a high place, there was the power of Mount Tai to the top, unstoppable, as if to kill Jiang Han on the spot with a stick.

In the face of this stick, Jiang Han's eyes flashed with light, and he held the Xuantie Cold Light Halberd in his hand, but he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, but held the halberd in both hands and raised it horizontally.

If a stick collapses, then he will shake the sky and lift the sky!

Rumble!!!

The Red Gold Darkiron Rod and the Darkiron Cold Light Halberd, the two heavy weapons suddenly collided together, and a deafening roar suddenly exploded in the field.

At the same time, there was a wave of qi that erupted from the place where the halberd sticks collided, bringing up a cloud of dust and rippling in all directions!

Click, click!

The ground under Jiang Han's feet couldn't withstand the weight of this terror, and it cracked inch by inch.

And after the dust cleared, Song Yang still maintained the posture of pressing the top with a stick, but Jiang Han's arm was like an iron cast, holding the Xuantie Cold Light Halberd, and the whole person stood straight without a trace of shaking!

"Is that all you have to do?"

Jiang Han looked at Song Yang indifferently, and under his shocked gaze, his arms shook, and he flew out stiffly, and immediately stepped on the ground.

"You take me too!"

His whole body was surging with qi and blood, every inch of muscles and bones, it seemed to be tense, condensing the strength of his whole body on the Xuantie Cold Light Halberd, and suddenly a halberd seemed to cut through the sky, hanging the moon and splitting the mountain!

Earth Splitter Third Form...... Ground splitting!

Song ** didn't expect that Jiang Han would be able to carry it head-on with his all-out stick, and he didn't move at all, he knew very well that even if his stick was a first-order top-notch desolate beast, it could also smash its skull, could Jiang Han's muscles and bones all be cast of dark iron? !

Jiang Han resisted his blow, and the whole person seemed to be unscathed, but it was himself, the arm that was shocked was numb for a while, and ten percent of his strength could only be exerted eighty percent.

Before the horror in Song Yang's heart passed, Jiang Han's counterattack suddenly fell.

"Damn it!"

Song Yang's eyes were blood-red, and he didn't believe that Jiang Han could really resist the blow he had just now, and he would really be unscathed, and his arm was not sore at all.

He held the red gold black iron rod in his hand, and he also suddenly crossed his head and set up a halberd towards Jiang Han.

Rumble!!!

There was another roar of violent explosions, and I saw Jiang Han's halberd falling, and the ground under Song Yang's feet cracked inch by inch in an instant, and the green tendons all over his body appeared, and his face was hideous and terrifying, as if he had endured some kind of irresistible force.

Under this terrifying blow, the ground under his feet couldn't bear it after all, and it collapsed suddenly, making his feet directly embedded in the ground, and his face was even redder, like spilling blood, and dust rippled everywhere.

After a few breaths.

Jiang Han's arm slowly relaxed, and with a slight thwitch, he pulled the Xuantie Cold Light Halberd back, and paused on the ground, his face was slightly pale due to the huge physical exertion, but his expression was extremely calm.

And across from him.

Song Yang's body stood still, until the white-clothed deacon in charge of the presiding officer came over, his face flashed flushed again, a mouthful of blood spurted out, holding the red gold black iron rod, he barely stood up, looking at Jiang Han's eyes, with horror and disbelief.

"Impossible......"

"It can never be ......"

He originally thought that Jiang Han and Chen Zong had fought hard, but now his muscles and bones were damaged and he could no longer withstand that kind of hard encounter, so he chose to fight Jiang Han head-on, to defeat Jiang Han head-on, and crush Jiang Han's invincible spirit condensed by winning all the way.

But.

The result turned out that he couldn't bear it himself!

That kind of collision, such a hard fight, Jiang Han actually endured it, even if his muscles and flesh were all made of iron, could it be that even his internal organs were cast by Xuanjin?!

Jiang Han glanced at Song Yang lightly, then looked away, closed his eyes, ignored them, and took care of the slightly disordered internal breath and qi and blood in his body.

There was silence.

I don't know how long it took, the white-clothed deacon in charge of presiding over took a deep breath, his eyes flashed, and he spoke in a deep voice, his tone trembling slightly.

Jiang Han ...... Win!"

Fourteen consecutive wins! The only one in a hundred years, the only one in ancient and modern times!