316 against the Seven Heavens of the Fountain of Battle

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At the end of the eighth round, it was already afternoon, and there were only 292 people left on the four martial platforms.

These nearly 300 people were divided into 146 games and held the ninth round of the competition at the same time. At this point, every competition is highly anticipated.

In this round, Mu Han's opponent turned out to be a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and there was still a childish air on his face.

However, his cultivation has reached the first heaven of life.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Mu Han. 」

The young man actually knew Mu Han, and after his feet landed, his eyes lit up as soon as he saw him, and he hugged his fists a little shyly and bowed, saying, "My name is Nie An, a disciple of Shenxiao Heavenly Sect, it is my honor to compete with Senior Brother Mu Han on the same stage. 」

"Well said. 」

Seeing this, Mu Han nodded with a smile, but the moment the words fell, the "Killing Sword" had already rushed out of Mu Han's eyebrows, and the blood-red aura condensed by the evil qi was like a rolling wave, and swept away frantically towards Nie An, who was more than ten meters away. And almost at the same moment when Mu Han made a move, between the fingers of Nie An's fists that were hugged together, four fierce black sword qi burst out, directly taking Mu Han on the opposite side.

"Senior Brother Mu Han, you actually attacked?"

The sword aura was like a rainbow, but it disappeared into the thick evil aura in an instant, Nie An was startled, and couldn't help but scream, his voice became a little sharp due to anger.

"Senior Brother Nie An, each other. 」

Mu Han laughed. The "Killing Sword" hidden in the evil aura hummed violently, and after the sonorous and sonorous four crisp collision sounds, Nie An's four sword qi actually turned into powder, but the "Killing Sword" did not pause at all. Thunderbolt rushed towards Nie An.

Accompanied by the "Killing Sword", it swept over with a strong evil aura.

"Mu Han, I won't admit defeat. 」

Evil rolls up. Like a sea of blood, it pressed madly. Nie An only felt that the whole person was about to suffocate, and he roared angrily, his hands waved at an astonishing speed, and black sword qi lingered in the void, crisscrossing and intertwining into a thick sword net.

It's a pity that Nie An's struggle didn't have any effect, in an instant. With a touch of blood-red streamer, he broke through the sword net and continued to stab at Nie An's chest.

Seeing this, Nie An was shocked, and quickly retreated towards the light curtain around the round platform.

On this day, Zongwu will stop killing, but it will not only hurt people, if a skeleton is stabbed in the chamber by that fierce sword, he may not be able to recover after half a year of cultivation.

"Senior Brother Nie An, in front of absolute strength. Any little trick is in vain. 」

Hearing Mu Han's serious words, Nie An's handsome face suddenly swollen red, as if he was a little annoyed and angry. Seeing that his body melted into the light curtain, Mu Han didn't pay attention to it anymore, and his mind moved. The "Killing Sword" then reined in its evil aura and returned to the "Purple Void Divine Palace".

By the time Mu Han returned to Wutai, nearly half of the more than 140 competitions had ended.

There were more than 20 disciples of Wuji Heavenly Sect around Mu Han who came back, including Xiao Suying, Gong Hao, Liu Fan, Wang Lan, Lin Hongyan, Yue Zheng and others. When more than ten minutes later, when this ninth round was completely over, the number of Wuji Heavenly Sect disciples on the martial platform increased to forty-two.

The rest of the monks, except for Mu Han, who only had the Earth Pole disciple of the Destiny Spring Triple Heaven, the others were all Heavenly Pole disciples who had cultivated beyond the Destiny Spring Triple Heaven. The disciples of the three Heavenly Sects of Shenxiao, Yulong, and Lingbao on the other three martial platforms were almost all Lifespring Realm cultivators.

There is only the Western Shenxiao Heavenly Sect, and there are two Xuanfetal Sevenfold Heaven disciples.

In the next round of competition, those two will definitely be eliminated.

"The 10th round of the competition, the ...... begins"

Half an hour later, Xiao Yixian's words were like boulders thrown into the lake, and the surroundings of the Sky Square, which had just calmed down a little, became boiling again. ...,

"Whew!"

With a slight sound of breaking the air, Mu Han fell on the round platform.

At the same time, there was a woman in purple who appeared opposite him, twenty-four or five years old, with a beautiful appearance, a face like white jade, and a skin like clotted fat, but her face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice.

"Mu Han!"

The moment she saw Mu Han, the coldness on the purple-clothed woman's face seemed to be a little heavier.

"The Seven Heavens of the Fountain of Life?"

Mu Han also judged this woman's cultivation in an instant, and his expression suddenly became a little solemn, the Heavenly Sect Martial Arts Meeting has been going on until now, this woman is still the most powerful monk he has encountered, and Mu Han's opponent before, the highest cultivation is only the Thunder Tiger of the Four Heavens of the Life Spring.

"Mu Han, I didn't expect to meet you here, it's not bad that you can come so far. But this tenth round is the end for you!"

The purple-clothed woman raised her eyebrows slightly, and sneered, "Remember my name, Feather Dragon Heavenly Sect Zi Yanshan, lest you lose and don't know whose hands you are defeated. Finally, I heard that you have Ji Yunchan to take out the 'Taiyi Xuanluo Pill', 'True Flame Red Lotus' and 'Wu Ming Floating Wave Knife', and you did a good job. 」

Zi Yanshan and Ji Yunchan are at odds?

This thought just flashed in Mu Han's mind, and a snow-white long sword appeared out of thin air in Zi Yanshan's hand. The moment this sword appeared, the temperature in this area of more than ten meters around the round platform actually plummeted, as if the place where the two of them were standing suddenly turned into a bone-chilling ice cellar.

Zi Yanshan snorted coldly in her nose, her wrist trembled slightly, and in an instant, a cold chill pierced through the void and came to Mu Han.

"Whoa!"

Mu Han's reaction was not slow at all, and almost at the same moment, a sound of water flowing broke out in his body.

Immediately after, a purple autumn sword was quickly condensed by Zhenyuan in Mu Han's palm. Zi Yan Shan is a master with the Seven Heavenly Cultivation of the Life Spring, and it is difficult for the evil aura of the "Killing Sword" to affect her mind, and it is natural that she can't use the previous method to fight her.

"Boom!"

The sound of thunder shook the void, and Mu Han's long knife was raised, and the tip of the knife was like a touch of purple lightning, stabbing at the surging cold aura. The same "Thunder Prison Strength" and "Thunder Knife Technique" can be developed by Mu Han now, but the power has changed dramatically.

The thunder at the knife was intense, the electric snake was entangled, and the overflowing strength became extremely violent. A single stab seems to tear any obstacle to pieces.

However, seeing Mu Han's actions, the corners of Zi Yanshan's lips flashed with a hint of ridicule.

"Whew!"

Just when the tip of the Qiu Dadao shattered the cold air, the snow-white long sword in Zi Yanshan's hand suddenly exploded, and a thick ice mist filled wildly, and in an instant, the space with a radius of more than ten meters was frozen up, and the round platform seemed to have turned into a huge icicle.

As for Mu Han, before he even had time to react, he turned into a sculpture embedded in an icicle, and his body still maintained the posture of swinging a knife and stabbing forward. And Zi Yanshan's body seemed to turn into a wisp of purple smoke, flowing rapidly inside the icicle, approaching Mu Han.

On the square platform, seeing this picture, Fu Jian couldn't help but smile and said, "Sikong Sect Master, this disciple of the Feather Dragon Heavenly Sect is very good, the 'Xuanbing Sealing Sword Technique' has been cultivated perfectly, and under the Seven Heavens of the Life Spring, I am afraid that few people can hide from it." 」

"Just because few people can hide doesn't mean they don't. 」

Sikong Ruyi smiled slightly, "Although Mu Han, this little guy, was sealed by the 'Xuanbing Sealing Sword Technique', it doesn't mean that he has lost the power to fight back. After a slight pause, Sikong Ruyi's charming eyes looked at Xiao Yixian not far away, "Sect Master Xiao, am I right?"

"Sikong Sect Master ......"

Before Xiao Yixian finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly, and at this moment, the momentum on the round platform suddenly changed. ...,

"Hum!"

Inside the giant icicle, the autumn long knife hummed violently, and the brilliant purple light bloomed from the knife, and then folded through the surrounding ice crystals, it became more and more dazzling. At this moment, countless eyes who were watching the competition of other monks were attracted to this round platform.

"Click!"

In the crisp cracking sound, several huge cracks appeared in the icicles. The next moment, the long knife in Mu Han's hand actually appeared and ignited a raging purple firework, and the fierce and incomparably blazing intent spread along the crack, and the surrounding icicles began to melt rapidly.

Finding Mu Hanzhou's abnormality, the speed of the purple smoke swimming was a little faster.

"Xuan Bing Wuji, Ice Heart Condensing Sword!"

After an instant, Zi Yanshan's cold voice suddenly sounded, and the snow-white long sword that had already exploded into ice mist actually poked out of the purple smoke strangely, and then like a white streamer through the hard icicles, it stabbed at Mu Han several meters away with lightning speed.

"Boom!"

But in the next moment, Mu Han's right wrist was raised suddenly, and countless brilliant purple swords exploded in all directions. In the deafening thunder, the huge icicle shattered instantly, and then it was melted clean by the blazing intent of each sword.

The clear light on the round platform was restored, and the purple smoke seemed to have lost its support, and it turned into the shadow of the purple mountain again, with a faint hint of surprise between the eyebrows.

"Zi Yanshan, eat me with a knife!"

Mu Han burst out loud, his body leaped up, and the autumn sword that was surrounded by raging fireworks slashed down from the sky to the top of Zi Yanshan's head, and the violent thunder seemed to explode the entire space, and the huge sword that burst out from the blade cut the void in half.

This knife is simple, without any fancy movements, anyone can see its trajectory clearly, but it is a fusion of "Thunder Prison Strength", "Thunder Knife Method", "Thunder Net Method", "Thundercloud Storm", "Thunder Pole Sound Gang", and even the knife also contains a fierce "Yao Long True Fire", which is extremely powerful.

The tyrannical and scorching aura was wanton, and in an instant, it filled the round platform, completely expelling the cold intent.

Zi Yanshan's face changed slightly, her wrist sank, and the snow-white long sword that stabbed at Mu Han suddenly turned upward, and the ice mist in the sky revealed the tip of the sword like an arrow from the string, slamming into Mu Han's long knife fiercely. But at the moment when the two touched, Zi Yanshan's face changed again, and her body flew back.

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^(To be continued)