In the next few days, Chu Hao didn't go out again, and he had been practicing the Cold Claw Sword Technique and the Thirteen Styles of Iron Blood.

In front of a waterfall in the canyon, Chu Hao suppressed his body with a heavenly monument, and performed the Han Yan Sword Technique, he held the sword and swung it, and wisps of blue light sword qi came out from the tip of the sword, as if the dragon was dancing.

"The first sword, Tianlan relieves the rain!"

Chu Hao drank coldly, the tip of the sword swirled lightly, and the blue light and water vapor burst out in an instant, like a summer rainstorm, and the sword qi floated, cutting sword marks in the waterhole.

The so-called Tianlan Jie Yu, in fact, the core meaning is a word "complex", the complex drill to the extreme, every sword stabbed out, it is like stabbing out thousands of swords, so that the enemy can not grasp the trajectory of the sword.

"The second sword, Tianlan Liuyue!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword qi converged, fused from countless raindrops, and gently rippled, like a blooming blue moon.

This is a defensive move, the sword aura is like a wheel, like a flowing moon, which can dissipate the enemy's attack power.

Moreover, Tianlan Liuyue condenses the sword wheel with sword light, although it is a defensive move, but it is not impossible to attack, once the sword wheel is disassembled, it can return to the state of Tianlan to relieve the rain, so that the enemy is caught off guard.

"The third sword, Tianlan Huahai!"

In an instant, the blue moon collapsed, like a river bursting its banks, and a mountain flood erupted, turning into a sword wave that rushed towards the pool, causing a splash several meters high.

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The more Chu Hao practiced, the more excited he became, and he slowly immersed himself in the sea of swords, and the long sword in his hand drew a mysterious trajectory in the air, "Tianlan Rain", "Tianlan Flowing Moon", "Tianlan Turning Sea", and the three sword styles continued to hit out.

In an instant, a sword light danced in front of the waterhole, like a sea of incarnated swords, countless sword qi intertwined and burst out, and even the light seemed to be cut into pieces.

Suddenly, he blessed his soul, and with a shake of his long sword, he actually skipped the move of Tianlan Liuyue, and after casting Tianlan to relieve the rain, he directly cast Tianlan Huahai, and gathered all the sword qi together, and the power increased greatly.

With a "bang", in the rain of swords, a bright white edge was revealed, like a raging wave, but all the sword momentum was condensed to the tip of the sword, stabbing the waterfall fiercely.

In an instant, the rushing waterfall was pierced by the edge, and there was a momentary pause, like a sword mark resting on it, and it took a few seconds for the water to flow down, filling the gap.

"It's so strong, the power of this sword can threaten a ninth-rank or even tenth-rank peak monk!" Chu Hao's eyes were bright, and he stood on the green rock, thinking seriously about the drill just now, thinking about it in his heart.

"The first three swords of the Han Wing Sword Technique are endless, and they can be transformed into each other, which is the true meaning of the Han Blade Sword Technique. "He knew in his heart and had a deeper understanding of swordsmanship.

Speaking of which, thanks to the help of the remnant stele, through the two golden rays of light, Chu Hao saw every movement of the dragon and integrated it into the Han Yan sword technique, which made such progress.

Tianlan Jie Yu is the foundation, from which Tianlan Liuyue can be derived, and then developed into Tianlan Huahai, and Tianlan Huahai sword momentum is crazy, like an angry wave rushing, and it can be pushed back to Tianlan Rain.

This is Chu Hao's understanding of this set of swordsmanship for so many days, the three swords of the Han Yan are actually not only three swords at all, but endless, and the three swords can be transformed into each other.

"Very good, the strength of the eighth stage of the strong body realm, combined with the Han Yan sword technique, should be enough to compare with Zhao Bing. Chu Hao thought, very satisfied with this effect.

And he also has the killer weapon of the Heavenly Monument, even if Zhao Bing has hidden strength, he can defeat him by surprise.

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Soon, Dabi's time came, and on this day, all the outer disciples gathered in the martial arts arena of the Tieyi Gate, and the people were full of noise and noise.

Chu Hao had already arrived, and he stood on the periphery of the crowd, quietly waiting for the moment of decisive battle to come.

"Hey, isn't this a waste, why are you here, do you really want to fight the soldier boss?"

Chu Hao turned his head and saw that it was his subordinate Xiao Fa, who was defeated, and behind him, Zhao Bing stood indifferently.

Many disciples next to him didn't know about the grievances between Zhao Bing and Chu Hao, but they sensed that there was something lively to see, and they opened their mouths to inquire.

And after knowing what Chu Hao challenged Zhao Bing, many people sneered disdainfully, and said sarcastically: "A waste of the seventh rank of the strong body realm dares to challenge the monk of the ninth rank, should I praise him for his courage?"

"That's right, even I don't dare to participate in the big competition, he is a seven-stage waste, and he dares to speak out!" someone looked at him with disdain.

There are many outer disciples in the Tieyi Sect, among which the most are in the eighth stage of the strong body realm, and those who have not reached the eighth stage are generally disciples under the age of fifteen.

But among so many disciples, there are naturally many ninth-ranked, or even two or three tenth-rank peaks.

And the outer disciples are in the big competition, only when they rank in the top ten can they have the opportunity to become an inner disciple, these places are basically occupied by disciples above the ninth rank, and the disciples below the ninth rank go up to compete, there is no play at all.

"Yes, what's the matter, have you wasted the eighth rank, if you don't reach the eighth rank, then you will be expelled from the division!" Xiao Fa's face was gloomy, and he didn't believe that Chu Hao could break through in such a short time.

In his opinion, the reason why Chu Hao hasn't left yet is that he is just stalking and not leaving.

This is not an exception, there were people who were fifteen years old and had not yet reached the eighth stage of the strong body realm and were expelled from the division, but he stayed stubbornly.

However, for this kind of person, the Iron Gate will not keep them for too long, and they will finally have to be driven away, after all, the Iron Gate does not raise waste.

"Yes, you shouldn't have reached the eighth rank yet, in this case, now that you are no longer a disciple of the Iron Cloak Sect, you should get out as soon as possible!" Several disciples beside Zhao Bing suddenly lit up and shouted at Chu Hao.

Chu Hao sneered in his heart, feeling extremely bored, he closed his eyes and didn't speak, when this group of people were clowns.

His gesture made Xiao Fa's heart even more reassured, and after determining that Chu Hao had not reached the eighth rank, he couldn't help but sneer, slapped Chu Hao over, and said: "Waste, you are no longer a disciple of the Iron Cloak Sect, let me eliminate the harm for this sect!"

He was still haunted by the fact that he was repelled by Chu Hao last time, and at this moment, the iron-blooded palm was slapped out, and he used all his strength to beat Chu Hao to death.

Anyway, it's just a waste who has been expelled from the division, and his life is not as good as a dog, and he is more than an ant.

Sensing Xiao Fa's attack, Chu Hao immediately opened his eyes, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he felt extremely angry at Xiao Fa's behavior.

"I want to die, I will fulfill you!" His eyes were cold, and before Xiao Fa's iron-blooded palm hit him, he punched out, still the same move that defeated him in the first place.

Although Xiao Fa had already prepared, but this time was different from the past, Chu Hao had already been reborn, and his cultivation had even reached the eighth stage of the strong body realm, and a punch was sent out, like thunder, and the speed was twice as fast.

Xiao Fa felt that he was about to hit Chu Hao, his face became hideous and terrifying, and he felt a sense of revenge.

But in an instant, he felt a huge force hit his shoulder, and the whole person was thrown out.

With a "bang", Xiao Fa slammed on the floor, he raised his head and said with difficulty: "You...... You've ruined my hand!"

"Poof!"

As soon as the words fell, in a hurry and anger, he spurted out another mouthful of blood, and everyone around him was stunned.

Defeated, a monk with an eighth-stage strong body realm was smashed out with a punch by the waste of the seventh-stage, and a hand was abolished.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed: "No, it's not right, this is not the strength of the seventh stage, the momentum he sent out just now is already the eighth stage!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone boiled again, an eighth-stage monk was nothing, but from the conversation just now, they knew that Chu Hao had just broken through to the seventh-stage more than ten days ago, and it was really incredible that he had broken through again so quickly.

Moreover, in the same level battle, Chu Hao was able to defeat Xiao Fa with one move and abolish one of his hands, which was enough to make people fearful.

"Perhaps, maybe he can really compete for the qualifications of the inner disciple!" This is the common voice of everyone at this moment.

However, soon they shook their heads again, the gap between the strength of the eighth stage and the strength of the ninth stage was too great, and it was too difficult to compete for the qualifications of the inner disciples with the strength of the eighth stage.

This is also the reason why many eighth-stage disciples are desperate, otherwise they wouldn't have bothered the ninth-stage disciples, the gap is too big to overcome.

"It seems that you have gained a lot during this time, and I am looking forward to your performance in the decisive battle. Zhao Bing said, although his face was calm, but he was also a little jealous in his heart, Chu Hao shot too quickly just now, and his strength was strong and domineering, which made him feel threatened.

"When it comes time for the final battle, I think you'll regret that expectation. Chu Hao snorted coldly, turned his head and stopped talking.

"yes, then I'll see. Zhao Bing's face was also gloomy.

"However, it's only eight ranks, I'm already nine ranks, and that set of martial arts, even if I meet a disciple at the peak of the tenth rank, I have no fear. Thinking of the martial arts he had obtained from the Gongfa Pavilion, he couldn't help but look feverish.

This is his real hole card, as long as he shows this martial arts, an eight-dan guy, what is there to worry about.

At this time, Dabi began, and everyone no longer paid attention to it, and looked at the martial arts field, which was the highlight of today.

For the outer disciples, although they cannot participate in the competition of the inner disciples, this kind of annual competition is very rare.

Watching those powerful disciples fight, they can learn a lot of things, and maybe it will help them break through.

And for more people, watching such a big competition, they can also find out the potential people from it and go to the knots early.

This is the cruelty of cultivators, the strong are respected, and if they don't have enough strength, they can only go to the stronger people in exchange for space to survive.