Suddenly, a touch of light and slender soft curves, instantly approaching the cold.

"Brother Han, don't scare Xiao Xun'er!" hugged Xuan Han, Bi Xun'er frowned, and said worriedly.

"I can't die, hehe!" pursed his lips and smiled dryly, Xuan Han didn't take it seriously.

"Don't be kidding, your physical strength and fighting spirit will have an impact on your lifespan, why are you working so hard!" looked angry, but in Bi Yun'er's eyes, tears couldn't stop rolling.

"I'm the strongest in my life, I definitely don't agree with losing, you don't know!"

Stabilized, Xuan Han stood up straight, and said.

Out of the corner of his eye, he found that the whirling butterfly was on the side.

At this moment, Xuan Die'er looked worried and stayed quietly aside.

Just now she was shocked by Xuan Han's combat power, and completely forgot that Xuan Han's body was not supported, while Bi Xun'er was more concerned about Xuan Han's physical condition, and rushed forward in an instant!

"Help me down, Hun Er. ”

"Hmm. ”

After soaking her head, Bi Xun'er obediently supported Xuan Han and got off the stage.

Subsequently, a group of Xuanjia physicians came to the stage and stepped down Xuanziweitai.

Follow-up competition, continue.

Under the stands, Xuan Han took his breath down, meditated to nourish his qi, and returned his physical strength.

After a moment, a breath of turbid air was exhaled, and it was a little more comfortable.

At this moment, the anxious Bi Xun'er and Xuan Butterfly let go of a hanging heart.

After a slight laugh, Xuan Han returned to the secret cave in the back mountain alone.

Overnight, soak the myelin elixir liquid, restore physical strength, and gather qi to cultivate.

......

Following.

Cloudless sky.

Morning.

Spinner.

Martial arts arena.

The stands were overcrowded for a week.

Whispering, endless.

"Xuan Han, I was so strong yesterday!"

"A mortal in the Qi Gathering Realm, against a fighter, he actually knocked out the opponent in one move, which is awesome enough!"

After watching him play, his face was pale and his physical strength was overdrawn, and it was estimated that the side effects of that move were great. ”

"Xuan Han, a quasi-Dan master, plus melee strength is so strong, it's really demonic!"

"The Ten Masters of the Xuan Family, his place, it is estimated that he will not be able to escape!"

"Don't say it, Xuan Han is coming!"

......

In the stands, a group of children of the Xuanjia family were all discussing yesterday's game.

The attitude towards Xuan Han, everyone's disdain from the beginning, gradually became square, strength is the law!

A figure walked leisurely, with long black hair, handsome cheeks, dressed in purple and gold-rimmed clothes, and two long swords hanging from his left waist.

Coming: Swirl Cold!

Saying goodbye to Bi Xun'er, Xuan Han went on the martial arts stage alone.

Xuan Han and Bi Yun'er are inseparable in size, Bi Huan'er's little girl is very sticky and Xuanhan, this is clear to the Xuan family, and everyone is not surprised.

Semifinal.

According to the draw, the opponents of the competition are gradually showing their figures.

A sturdy young man, dressed in a crimson and gold-patterned brocade robe, held a long sword of Lan Qi, stepped forward leisurely.

Coming: Eighth-Order Fighter, Xuan Xili!

"Xuan Han, it's a shame that you can survive the three-day battle, the semifinals!" snorted coldly, raised his eyes disdainfully, and Xuan Xili frowned.

"Master, I'm getting stronger and stronger, and a certain scum is always setting a threshold for me along the way, thank you so much!"

"Who, Brother Xuan Han is so targeted at you?!" Pretending to be stunned, Xuan Xili pretended to be stupid, and his thin lips twitched.

"Who knows, which scum it is?" raised his hand, and Xuan Han did not wear it.

"If I Xuan Xili knows, I must be a good brother for Xuan Han and let out this evil breath!"

Death is cold, and I will abolish you later!!

One set on his lips, another in his heart, listening to the sound of Xuan Han pointing at Sang scolding Huai, Xuan Xili couldn't help but be angry.

"By the way, I want to add a little more color to this game!"

In a battle between you and me, the victor gets the right to pursue the butterfly, otherwise give up forever, what?"

The fox's eyes opened, his pupils shrank, and Xuan Han had a fierce and majestic aura that attacked Xuan Xili.

"Brother Xuan Han, what are you talking about?" frowning, Xuan Xili was a little confused.

"Don't you dare to bet?!" Xuan Han retorted.

"Bet!" would he be afraid of?

......

"Semi-finals: Xuan Xili, Xuan Han!"

"Win or lose conditions: one side admits defeat, or death, and the competition officially begins now!"

Waving his hand, Second Elder Xuan announced. Then he stepped back and made way for the place.

"Whoa, whoa!"

With a twitch of both hands, the blood-drinking long sword, the Qingchen long sword, were held in his hands at the same time.

Xuan Han knew that the opponent he met this time was the eighth-order fighter Xuan Xili, and he was no longer some little minions!

Qingling step!

Toes on the ground, kicks, strikes, spins cold.

Strike first!

Yan Yuan slashed! Xuan Xili swept with a single sword, forcing Xuan Han away.

"Xuan Han, let you understand the difference between the realm!" Boom, the flames all over the body were urged, and a fiery fighting spirit swept through the martial arts arena.

"It's really strong!" Xuan Han, who was not far away, immediately trembled a little when he saw the amount of fighting energy urged by Xuan Xili.

Xuan Xili, an eighth-order fighter.

Swirl cold, fifth-order qi gathering realm.

The difference between the realms of the two is almost more than one level, and the reserves of fighting qi are naturally very different.

"Hmph, the level of the realm was originally used to be crossed!"

Besides, the difference between the realm of gathering qi and the realm of the fighter is just the surprise of the amount of fighting energy, and there is no insurmountable difference between the major qualities!

"Let's fight!"

Swim in the wind, toe strength, whirlwind rush out, the goal is until the spin Xili!

"Hao Baiyan!"

With a flick of his left hand, Xuan Xi was in front of him, and flames flashed out of thin air in an instant, brushing and brushing, forming a surging momentum, and directly pounced on Xuan Han!

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"

Blood-drinking long sword, Qingchen long sword, swing quickly, block continuously.

In a few moments, dozens of flames of the vast flames were all blocked!

"I know that your melee strength is relatively strong, so what about this?!"

If the melee combat is stronger, choose distance combat.

At the moment when he saw Hao Baiyan being cut down by the Xuan Cold, the trick of renewing his good qi early followed closely behind......

"The curse is falling!"

Yellow level medium, wide area fighting trick!

Boom, the sky has changed dramatically, fire clouds are curling, and thunderstorms are continuous!

A series of flame-based lightning bolts fell straight down to the place where the whirlwind was located!

"Hiss!" "Xuan Xili, you really look down on me, you even used the wide-area fighting technique!"

Don't retreat, move forward!

Qingling step, move forward quickly, the goal is directly pointed at: Xuan Xili!

The wide-area fighting technique, on the martial arts platform, will be covered indiscriminately, except for the location of the caster who is located for a week, and will not be harmed.

"Innocent, do you think I'll be drilled into the middle by you, dream!"

Seeing that Xuan Han was approaching, Xuan Xili was surprised that Xuan Han's choice was correct, so he quickly retreated, and swung a single sword to strike a blow of Hao Baiyan, blocking Xuan Han's forward route!

"Damn!"

Peng Peng Peng, twisted his body, waved his double swords, and Xuan Han hurriedly blocked Hao Baiyan.

Boom, boom, boom! With two tremors that resounded through the sky, more abundant flame-type lightning fell more frenzied than before!