"Gao Han, you deceive people too much, you dare to say that you will spare me not to die! I will definitely take your life!" Zheng Yunfeng was directly angry, and he was furious, and the flame of anger did not make him lose his mind: "If I take this sword, you die!"

Zheng Yunfeng was so shameless that he made Nian Hua and others a little disdainful, but it also showed his determination to kill Gao Han.

A cold light flashed in Gao Han's eyes, and a trace of golden light flickered: "As you wish, the platform of life and death is waiting for you!"

After speaking, Gao Han walked towards the mountain gate, and the direction he was going in now was the Altar of Life and Death. Fan Xiaoniu and Yue'er followed closely behind, not leaving an inch.

In the sect, it is strictly forbidden to kill the disciples of the same sect, if the two have to have revenge, they can only go to the stage of life and death, otherwise, killing the children of the same sect in the sect is regarded as a capital crime.

Seeing that Gao Han first wanted to walk to the platform of life and death, Zheng Yunfeng was of course not to be outdone, and his body disappeared in place in an instant, appearing eight meters away, and then disappearing again, appearing eight meters away.

The distance between each disappearance and appearance is the same, but the direction is impossible to speculate, which is a very uncomfortable feeling.

In the middle of the year, Xiangling and Lekang and others looked very strict.

"Zheng Yunfeng's vertical and horizontal eight steps have actually been practiced to the point of perfection? Gao Han can defeat the other party with one sword!" Nian Hua said worriedly.

"Yes, you must know that eight steps in length and horizon are unpredictable, and every time he disappears, it will be a distance of eight steps, and he doesn't know where he will appear next!"

You must know that Gao Han is a talent, basically every sect will be a treasure, and there are very few people who have a life-and-death battle with the disciples of this sect.

Hua Meiniang was a little angry: "Uncle Li, why do you want to promise Gao Han and the two of them!

Li Changtian sighed and shook his head: "This is what I promised Gao Han......!

He turned his head to look at the sky, and did not say anything more, but his body scurried and flew into the air, in the direction of the life and death platform.

"Eh, dead old man, why don't you say anything halfway through! I'm so angry!" Hua Meiniang said angrily while hiding from her little feet, and it seemed that there was still half a bit of charm there, which was the cute posture of the little girl next door.

"Senior sister! Master Li Feng has his own reasons for doing this, the five peak masters, each of them has great wisdom! It is impossible to make certain decisions for no reason!" At this time, Xiangling persuaded on the side.

Hua Meiniang said angrily: "Really, then why did my mother ask me to hide my identity half a year ago and go to the outer gate to practice!"

"Eh, junior sister, have you forgotten? That time you were coquettish to the peak master, and you had to go to the outer gate!" said the Luxi behind Xiangling.

"Uh, yes? Why don't I remember? Well, I'm so tired now! I'm going to get something to eat......"

Nianhua and the others were sweating profusely, what is this, does being tired have anything to do with eating?

In the end, Nianhua came out to speak: "Don't say anything, I feel that Gao Han was a little unusual just now?

Kang Le said with a stern expression: "You mean the moment when Gao Han lost his mind and fought with You Canghai?"

"That's right! At that time, Gao Han's eyes were yellow, and he had just ......" Nianhua's voice was low: "I saw the golden battle intent in Gao Han's eyes!"

"Ah...... That's no wonder. ”

......

The westernmost position of the Ethereal Sect is where Gao Han and the others are going, and the sky is overcast, making people feel as if their whole heart is being pressed by a big mountain.

Death Match Canyon, in the westernmost canyon of the Ethereal Sect, is gloomy all day long, and thousands of martial artists have died here.

The tournament is made of a very hard stone, called iron stone, which is very hard, but there is no way to refine any metal in it.

The entire martial arts platform of the Ethereal Sect was all built with this kind of stone, and even if it was the battle of the True Sixfold Martial Artist, there was no strength to destroy it.

This is the place where the disciples of the Ethereal Sect settle their grievances, and more than half of them are life-and-death battles.

There is only one rule here, that is, the winner lives, and the loser dies.

Of course, the rules of victory and defeat are determined by the contestants, they need to sign a life and death certificate, and then life is not up to themselves, it is completely determined by the winner or loser.

There is an elder with high cultivation next to the tournament platform here, one is because there are unfair situations, such as people who do not abide by the agreement, or forcibly interfere in the game.

This elder's cultivation will be very high in the entire sect, at least above the sect master, and besides, this elder must also be an iron-faced and selfless person without any selfish intentions.

Gao Han and Zheng Yunfeng wrote the conditions for victory and defeat on the life and death certificate, and the two signed their names on it, so that the life and death certificate was established.

There are countless martial arts platforms in the Death Match Canyon, and Gao Han and Zheng Yunfeng are standing on a martial arts platform, standing opposite each other, staring at each other.

Gao Han just saw Zheng Yunfeng's body, the eight horizontal and vertical steps were really wonderful, each step was eight meters away, and the direction was also mysterious.

"Oh! Shoot one less one!"

"It's better to lose both, and forget it all!hahahaha!"

"Don't just stand there, you're all scared to death!

"If you don't fight, let Lao Tzu get out! Don't affect Lao Tzu's interest!"

......

There is a lot of noise below, these Ethereal Sect disciples watch the battle here all the year round, and every battle is a battle of life and death with all their might, so for some disciples, coming to the Death Valley to watch the battle can feel something better.

Moreover, among these disciples, there are not only strong ones, but also weak ones, and those who come to visit the battle and feel the tricks and combat experience.

However, Gao Han really found some strong masters among them, for example, there was a thin figure dressed in blue, with a blue mask on his face, covering his face behind the mask.

The fluctuations on his body were fourfold, but Gao Han felt a dangerous aura from his body, and his body was always surrounded by a murderous aura like a substance.

It should be that a lot of people have been killed, and this murderous aura is formed.

......

"Gao Han, come on! hahaha...... , no matter how strong your strength is, if you can't beat me, it's useless!" Zheng Yunfeng laughed wildly.

He ran eight steps vertically and horizontally, and his figure was unpredictable, constantly appearing in all corners of the competition platform.

Gao Hanyan moved with his figure, running a floating light, dodging every sword that Zheng Yunfeng stabbed over, and each sword exploded the air.

Gradually, Gao Han discovered a shortcoming of the vertical and horizontal eight steps, that is, every time the vertical and horizontal eight steps disappeared, his body must have a pause, although the pause was only less than a second, but it was enough for Gao Han's sword drawing technique.

Gao Han used the floating light to avoid Zheng Yunfeng from a distance, his body squatted slightly, his hand on the hilt of the sword, and the sword technique was raised.

The eye of the soul opened, and Zheng Yunfeng's next move was clearly seen.

Zheng Yunfeng's body finally appeared in Gao Han's eyes, Gao Han drew his sword and slashed, all in one go.

"Qiang"

A sword light lit up the entire competition platform, and the amazing sword left a sword mark on the competition platform, and there was a trace of cold air on it.

Zheng Yunfeng's body stopped there, looking at the deep sword mark on his chest in disbelief, and stood there in disbelief.

Now the meridians in his body have been covered in ice, and those cold qi are beginning to freeze the vitality in his body!