As soon as Ling Han said that, he began to use his divine sense. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info himself, he held his breath and condensed, secretly concentrating the power of his divine sense.

Ling Han knew that this Yan Nanfei not only had swordsmanship, but also had a very powerful divine sense. Just now, Ling Han wanted to use his divine sense to explore Yan Nanfei's cultivation, but as a result, he was directly blocked by Yan Nanfei, and he almost injured Ling Han's divine sense.

Yan Nanfei saw that Ling Han was secretly lucky, but he was not in a hurry to attack. Only then did Ling Han successively use the three major exercises of mopping grass and passing flower steps combined with the three-talent sword formation to circle and eat the ox sword technique, the sword mang, and the ice condensation cyclone, and there was also the magic technique that suddenly doubled the true qi, that is, Tiangang Jin, Yan Nanfei became more and more interested in Ling Han, he didn't know what new tricks Ling Han had.

Since Ling Han had relied on that thousand-year-old stone bun wine in recent days, his divine sense cultivation had greatly improved, so after Ling Han concentrated his mind, his powerful divine consciousness and mental power had all gathered together.

The power of this Divine Consciousness Method lies in the fact that it is both insubstantial and formless, and it is impossible to guard against at all, unless the opponent's Divine Sense is even stronger than Ling Han. Ling Han had already tested the divine sense of the wild goose flying south, so Ling Han did not dare to take it lightly, so he concentrated his divine consciousness in one place.

And Ling Han was also worried that if that Yan Nanfei realized that he would use his divine sense to attack, he would be on guard, so Ling Han pinched a sword trick with both hands, and at the same time gathered his true qi on the long sword.

The long sword was once again poured into Ling Han's true qi, flashing with a strange light, and at the same time, a three-foot sword light grew.

Yan Nanfei saw Ling Han's old trick repeated, so he said: "If you still use this trick, you will kill yourself, if you don't have a new move, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!" Yan Nanfei said, using his true qi slightly, the originally plain and unremarkable Wu Feng suddenly flashed a dazzling light, and at the same time, a five-foot sword light actually appeared on the tip of Wu Feng's sword.

Yan Nanfei still seemed to be using a sword, and his sword had turned into a sharp blade and a long whip. If it is swept away by this long whip, then only the soul will return to the western heavens.

The audience on the stage saw Ling Han perform several tricks one after another, and they were all easily cracked by Yan Nanfei, and they all sighed with emotion.

The audience who bought Ling Hansheng pinched a cold sweat in their palms, seeing that Ling Han tried three times, they all failed, and they were all secretly worried about Ling Han. Some viewers began to shout loudly: "Ling Han, defeat him, you are the first sword of iron and blood!"

When Ling Han heard this rambling voice of encouragement, he couldn't even make a bitter smile on his face, he couldn't even cry or laugh. Because Ling Han was not very sure, he would be able to defeat Yan Nanfei.

And those viewers who failed to buy Ling Han finally saw Yan Nanfei's strength, and they were all very excited at this time, and shouted one after another: "Yan Nanfei, kill that stinky boy!"

"Fight back, give him some color!"

Yan Nanfei heard the shouts of those people and turned his head to look at the source of the voice. However, this glance was not simply seen, and the audience in the stands suddenly felt as if there were countless small swords, stabbing towards their eyes, so frightened that they hurriedly sat down on the stands, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Yan Nanfei snorted coldly in the audience and said, "How do you want to fight, it's not your turn to speak!" Although Yan Nanfei's voice was small, the 40,000 people on and off the stage heard it clearly.

Yan Nanfei said a word, whether it was Ling Han's supporters or Yan Nanfei's supporters, they didn't dare to make a sound, and the gladiatorial arena of 40,000 people could hear the sound even if a needle fell off.

There was not a trace of fear on Ling Han's face, and he said loudly: "Senior Yan, thank you for your mercy, even if I, Ling Han, die on the spot today, I will take my last breath!"

Tianbao has always been by his side, because he and Ling Han are a combination, but at this time, Tianbao only has the ability to worry about Ling Han, but he has no ability to fight against Yan Nanfei.

However, at this time, Tianbao heard Ling Han's words, and also responded loudly: "Ling Han, in today's battle, if you have an accident, my brother will not live alone!"

Originally, Ling Han had to win every game and also had a vision, which was to bring Tianbao back to Wind Chime Island intact, and to heal Tianbao's leg. Tianbao can move around simply at this time, but compared to his previous light body exercises of chasing fireflies on the grass and stepping on the snow without traces, it is not half a star.

Ling Han naturally didn't want Tianbao to die with him, but Ling Han looked at Tianbao's sincere eyes, Ling Han knew that Tianbao would definitely do what he said. This is the deep affection that only exists between brothers, this is the friendship between life and death, and the friendship between the necks.

Ling Han's expression was a little gloomy, because he knew that this one was likely to be his last. Yan Nanfei's cultivation is for himself. It seems insurmountable.

Thinking of this, Ling Han turned to Tianbao and said, "Whether I live or die or not, you have to live well!"

Tianbao said: "The fire at the city gate affected the pond fish, do you think that if you die, I can still have a way to live, if you die, do you think about how those prisoners will treat me, a crippled spy, who can care for me like you?"

As soon as Ling Han said that, he began to use his divine sense. He held his breath and condensed, secretly concentrating the power of his divine sense.

Ling Han knew that this Yan Nanfei not only had swordsmanship, but also had a very powerful divine sense. Just now, Ling Han wanted to use his divine sense to explore Yan Nanfei's cultivation, but as a result, he was directly blocked by Yan Nanfei, and he almost injured Ling Han's divine sense.

Yan Nanfei saw that Ling Han was secretly lucky, but he was not in a hurry to attack. Only then did Ling Han successively use the three major exercises of mopping grass and passing flower steps combined with the three-talent sword formation to circle and eat the ox sword technique, the sword mang, and the ice condensation cyclone, and there was also the magic technique that suddenly doubled the true qi, that is, Tiangang Jin, Yan Nanfei became more and more interested in Ling Han, he didn't know what new tricks Ling Han had.

Since Ling Han had relied on that thousand-year-old stone bun wine in recent days, his divine sense cultivation had greatly improved, so after Ling Han concentrated his mind, his powerful divine consciousness and mental power had all gathered together.

The power of this Divine Consciousness Method lies in the fact that it is both insubstantial and formless, and it is impossible to guard against at all, unless the opponent's Divine Sense is even stronger than Ling Han. Ling Han had already tested the divine sense of the wild goose flying south, so Ling Han did not dare to take it lightly, so he concentrated his divine consciousness in one place.

And Ling Han was also worried that if that Yan Nanfei realized that he would use his divine sense to attack, he would be on guard, so Ling Han pinched a sword trick with both hands, and at the same time gathered his true qi on the long sword.

The long sword was once again poured into Ling Han's true qi, flashing with a strange light, and at the same time, a three-foot sword light grew.

Yan Nanfei saw Ling Han's old trick repeated, so he said: "If you still use this trick, you will kill yourself, if you don't have a new move, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!" Yan Nanfei said, using his true qi slightly, the originally plain and unremarkable Wu Feng suddenly flashed a dazzling light, and at the same time, a five-foot sword light actually appeared on the tip of Wu Feng's sword.

Yan Nanfei still seemed to be using a sword, and his sword had turned into a sharp blade and a long whip. If it is swept away by this long whip, then only the soul will return to the western heavens.

The audience on the stage saw Ling Han perform several tricks one after another, and they were all easily cracked by Yan Nanfei, and they all sighed with emotion.

The audience who bought Ling Hansheng pinched a cold sweat in their palms, seeing that Ling Han tried three times, they all failed, and they were all secretly worried about Ling Han. Some viewers began to shout loudly: "Ling Han, defeat him, you are the first sword of iron and blood!"

When Ling Han heard this rambling voice of encouragement, he couldn't even make a bitter smile on his face, he couldn't even cry or laugh. Because Ling Han was not very sure, he would be able to defeat Yan Nanfei.

And those viewers who failed to buy Ling Han finally saw Yan Nanfei's strength, and they were all very excited at this time, and shouted one after another: "Yan Nanfei, kill that stinky boy!"

"Fight back, give him some color!"

Yan Nanfei heard the shouts of those people and turned his head to look at the source of the voice. However, this glance was not simply seen, and the audience in the stands suddenly felt as if there were countless small swords, stabbing towards their eyes, so frightened that they hurriedly sat down on the stands, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Yan Nanfei snorted coldly in the audience and said, "How do you want to fight, it's not your turn to speak!" Although Yan Nanfei's voice was small, the 40,000 people on and off the stage heard it clearly.

Yan Nanfei said a word, whether it was Ling Han's supporters or Yan Nanfei's supporters, they didn't dare to make a sound, and the gladiatorial arena of 40,000 people could hear the sound even if a needle fell off.

There was not a trace of fear on Ling Han's face, and he said loudly: "Senior Yan, thank you for your mercy, even if I, Ling Han, die on the spot today, I will take my last breath!"

Tianbao has always been by his side, because he and Ling Han are a combination, but at this time, Tianbao only has the ability to worry about Ling Han, but he has no ability to fight against Yan Nanfei.

However, at this time, Tianbao heard Ling Han's words, and also responded loudly: "Ling Han, in today's battle, if you have an accident, my brother will not live alone!"

Originally, Ling Han had to win every game and also had a vision, which was to bring Tianbao back to Wind Chime Island intact, and to heal Tianbao's leg. Tianbao can move around simply at this time, but compared to his previous light body exercises of chasing fireflies on the grass and stepping on the snow without traces, it is not half a star.

Ling Han naturally didn't want Tianbao to die with him, but Ling Han looked at Tianbao's sincere eyes, Ling Han knew that Tianbao would definitely do what he said. This is the deep affection that only exists between brothers, this is the friendship between life and death, and the friendship between the necks.

Ling Han's expression was a little gloomy, because he knew that this one was likely to be his last. Yan Nanfei's cultivation is for himself. It seems insurmountable.

Thinking of this, Ling Han turned to Tianbao and said, "Whether I live or die or not, you have to live well!"

Tianbao said: "The fire at the city gate affected the pond fish, do you think that if you die, I can still have a way to live, if you die, do you think about how those prisoners will treat me, a crippled spy, who can care for me like you?"