"I didn't expect this Yang Wuji to break through to the Fourth Heaven, this game, Luo Rulie is afraid that he will lose!" Feng Ming shook his head and said.

"Jiuyang Yao Tiangong" is a martial arts at the fifth grade level of the ground level, and its power is terrifying. Yang Wuji had only comprehended the Third Heaven before, and he was already so strong, but now that he had stepped into the Fourth Heaven, his strength was even stronger.

Especially after a hard shake, when both of them were consumed, Yang Wouji, who played the fourth round of Yaoyang, can be said to have established a victory.

"Not necessarily!" Han Chen looked at Luo Rulie and spit out two words.

Well?

Hearing Han Chen's words, Feng Ming and the others were stunned, they didn't understand, it was already at this time, Han Chen would say so.

Does Luo Rulie still have the strength to deal with it?

But before they could speak, a voice rang out, interrupting them.

"I admit that your strength is a little beyond my expectations, but it's too early to say that you will win or lose now!" Luo Rulie took a deep breath, the paleness on his face quickly disappeared, his arm shook, the long sword groaned, and he looked up at Yang Wuji in the air, his gaze suddenly became sharp, "This style, I originally wanted to wait for the top ten finals to show it again, you are very honored!"

"Could it be" Hearing Luo Rulie's words, Yang Wuji's pupils shrank slightly, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

Fear of change. Yang Wuji didn't know if Luo Rulie was also like him, hiding his strength, but he didn't choose to continue waiting.

Raise your palm and press it downward.

Rumble!

Compared with the previous three rounds of Yaoyang with the size of ten zhang, the Yaoyang behind Yang Wuji, which was only four zhang in size, shook slightly. The terrifying power surged out, like a meteorite falling to the ground, blasting the air, and smashing towards Luo Rulie below.

Although the size was nearly doubled, the speed was a few points higher, and in just an instant, it had crossed dozens of zhang and was close to the top of Luo Rulie's head.

At this moment, Luo Rulie moved.

I saw Luo Rulie's arm shook. The vermilion sword slashed across the ground. burst out a little bit of sparks, and sparks appeared, but they quickly flourished with the momentum of a prairie fire. In an instant. It turned into a raging fire. All the corners were shrouded.

"Quartet Snake Emperor, Red Flame Elephant Snake Emperor!"

With Luo Rulie's voice sounding from the flames, the flames of the Ten Feet Land rose violently. In an instant, it turned into a flaming elephant.

The flame giant elephant is three feet high, nearly ten meters high, its limbs are like pillars, the flames are soaring, and the place where it settles is scorched black. On the giant elephant, there is a half-meter-thick flame python surrounding, which is also in flames.

Hiss!

Feeling the sun in the air rapidly approaching, the giant elephant and the giant python opened their mouths in unison and let out a roar of rage.

Terrifying power erupted from the flaming giant elephant like a wave, setting off a fierce hurricane to resist it.

From Luo Rulie's sword style, to this time, the flame giant elephant condensed into shape, and the speed was extremely fast, but it was only a blink of an eye.

Although it was only in the blink of an eye, it was enough.

The sun in the air pierced through the sky, cut through the airspace, and smashed down.

Hiss!

The Flame Giant Elephant and the Giant Python raised their heads and let out another roar, and then their four legs staggered, and with a loud bang, they actually jumped up, facing the sun, and rushed up.

Rumble!

The two sides collided, but the result was unexpected by everyone.

The Flame Giant Elephant only trembled slightly, and then directly exploded the round of Yaoyang.

Before the waves of fire in the sky could spread, the Flame Giant Elephant rushed up, directly breaking it apart, dissipating in an instant, and then heading straight for Yang Wuji in the air.

Yang Wuji's eyes widened, his pupils shrank fiercely, he never thought that the situation would develop like this.

Luo Rulie really comprehended the second type of the Arcane Sword Style. And the fourth round of Yaoyang that he comprehended, in front of him, he didn't have the slightest power to resist.

It made him feel extremely angry, but this was not the time for anger.

Looking at the oncoming Flame Giant Elephant, Yang Wuji didn't dare to hesitate in the slightest, even if he wanted to dodge it.

But then his face turned pale, and a strong feeling of weakness that could not be said to come out of his body and swept through his body, making him unable to move at all.

It turned out that when he cast the fourth round of Yaoyang before, the true yuan in his body had almost been drained, and at this time, there was an emptiness in the dantian cyclone, and there was only a fiery red sword gall, slowly rotating.

Could it be that just a simple dodge would have to urge the power of the sword element?

The power of the sword yuan is the foundation of the strength of a sword king, it is difficult to condense, and the recovery is even slower, and it cannot be used, but now is a critical time, and there is nothing else to care about.

Yang Wuji gritted his teeth, and even if he wanted to urge the power of Jian Yuan, he got out and dodged.

But it was too late.

The high temperature struck, and a huge flame shadow approached in an instant, and before he could react, a sound of breaking the air sounded.

In people's eyes, the moment the flame giant elephant approached Yang Wuji, the flame python on it shot out violently, and the python's tail twitched and slammed into Yang Wuji's chest.

Poof!

Yang Wuji opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turned pale, and his body fell downward like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.

Yang Wuji was in the air at a height of 100 zhang, and he fell at this time, unable to control his body, just two or three breaths, and flew out of the martial arts platform and fell towards the stands in the distance.

At this time, no one could see that Yang Wuji was no longer able to fight. Without waiting for him to land, several disciples of the Xuanyang Sect jumped up, caught Yang Wuji, and fell to the ground.

Compared with Mu Shaobai before, although Yang Wuji's injuries at this time were not light, he was not in a coma. After falling to the ground, he struggled to stand up from the hands of several Xuanyang Sect disciples, and his eyes glared angrily at Luo Rulie, who had dispersed the flame giant elephant and put his sword into its sheath on the martial fighting platform.

"If I wanted to kill you just now, it would be easy, you should thank me for not having the intention of killing you!" Luo Rulie stood on the edge of the martial arts platform. looked at Yang Wuji condescendingly, and said lightly.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that this Yang Wuji was a disciple of the Xuanyang Sect, he wouldn't have stayed at all just now.

And Yang Wuji, who heard Luo Rulie's words, did not have the slightest gratitude in his heart, but was even more angry, but at this time he was seriously injured, and Yun Hong and other elders were also present, so he could only hold back the anger in his heart.

glanced at Luo Rulie hatefully again, without saying a word. Just turn around and leave.

He, Yang Wuji, is the King of Nine Suns. I want him to thank him, dream!

Several disciples of the Xuanyang Sect picked up Yang Wuji's blood-colored long sword and quickly chased after it.

Looked at. Luo Rulie shook his head. And no more nonsense. He retreated from the martial arts arena, and then did not stay any longer, and left the competition venue directly.

Just a war. He consumed a lot of money, especially the last sword move, the true yuan in his body was almost drained, and at this time, he needed to find all the cultivation and recover it.

"Today's game is over!"

With a loud shout, Yun Hong and the other elders, their figures became illusory and disappeared into the void.

Seeing that all the elders had left, the warriors in the stands looked at each other.

"Why is this over, it's not noon yet!"

"Nonsense, four games, two serious injuries, one is almost overdrawn, and one is in a coma, how can you continue to play in such a situation!"

"That's right!"

In the noisy noise, the warriors turned into a torrent and quickly left the competition venue.

After the number of people gradually decreased, Han Chen and the others did not stay long, and left with the flow of people.

Today's time is still early, and Han Chen is not in a hurry to return to the Zhengfeng Academy, besides, his mind has not fully recovered, and he can't cultivate anything when he goes back now.

The group first went back to the restaurant where they stayed, rested for a while, and had a good meal in the Biyu Building when it was close to noon.

Drinking the clear water and cold mountain again, a thought appeared in Han Chen's heart.

Do you want to steal some from the wine cellar in Biyu Building?

Biyulou does not sell Bishui Hanshan to the outside world, if you want to drink, you can only come to dine when you are addicted to alcohol.

Of course, this thought Han Chen just thought about it, there was the shadow of the nine major sects behind Biyu Tower, and Han Chen had not dared to go to the point of offending the nine major sects.

Fortunately, there are a lot of fine wines in his empty ring, and he has drunk the famous wines on the famous wine list, and Han Chen has not reached the point where if he doesn't drink it for a day, he will die.

"The blue water and cold mountain is just an imitation, and the taste is already so wonderful, I don't know what the taste of the nine-fold blue water cold will be!"

For this famous wine, which ranks fifth on the list of famous wines, Han Chen really has a lot of curiosity.

In the afternoon, Han Chen and the others did not continue to go out, but stayed in the restaurant, exchanging their cultivation experiences with each other, and each of them also had some understanding, of course, this was mainly because it was Han Chen who was explaining all the time and everyone asked questions.

It wasn't until dusk that Han Chen separated from a few people and returned to the Zhengfeng Courtyard.

After a day's rest, Han Chen's mind has also recovered, and after a while of meditating for an hour or two, he can completely recover, and then he can also use the method of soul enlightenment to comprehend today's four games.

However, there was a small episode.

When Han Chen returned to the Zhengfeng Courtyard and was about to enter, a middle-aged man greeted him.

"Excuse me, but your Excellency is Han Chen?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Exactly, I don't know if you have any advice?" Han Chen felt a trace of doubt in his heart, but he still nodded.

"The contemptible person is the deacon of the Heavenly Eagle Sect, in the name of the sect master, I send an invitation, please come to the door if you have time!" said the middle-aged man with a smile.

After taking the invitation, opening it and looking at it, Han Chen's heart suddenly understood that this invitation was a gift list.

There are hundreds of words on it, sprinkled with joy, and it is extremely easy to win over, and many benefits are attached to it, such as pill weapons, martial arts exercises, and so on.

This is clearly trying to win him over!

Although he knew it in his heart, Han Chen didn't break it, he knew that it was because he defeated Nangong Xingchen and entered the top ten.

This is not just a proof that he is a top talent. At the same time, he also made himself a fragrant bait.

After all, if you enter the top ten, you can get the protection of the nine major sects.

If this Heavenly Eagle Sect succeeds in attracting him, then he joins the Heavenly Eagle Sect, which also means that the Heavenly Eagle Sect will also be protected by the Nine Great Sects.

This kind of benefit is something that few people can refuse.

"If I have the chance, I will come to visit!" Han Chen put away the invitation and said with a smile.

Seeing Han Chen's movements, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly showed a hint of joy, "Then my Heavenly Eagle Sect will be waiting for you!"

"Here is a little gift, I hope Xiaoyou won't dislike it!" As he spoke, he flicked his fingers, took out a low-grade empty ring, and handed it to Han Chendao.

Han Chen was not polite, and accepted it directly, as far as he knew, this Heavenly Eagle Sect was a sect of the middle class of the Seven Grades, and a sect with such strength would definitely not be too shabby to make a move, not to mention, it was still trying to win over itself.

After putting away the empty ring, Han Chen didn't stay any longer, said goodbye to the middle-aged man, and turned around and entered the Zhengfeng Courtyard.

Walking in the corridor, Han Chen took out the invitation from his arms, shook his head, and with a sound of 'Peng', a cyan flame appeared, directly burning the invitation to nothingness, leaving no ashes.

He wasn't interested in joining the Heavenly Eagle Sect.

Then he withdrew the cyan flame, flicked his fingers, and took out the low-grade empty ring, there was no imprint in the empty ring, and his mind entered it lightly.

Sweeping slightly, after a few breaths, Han Chen withdrew his mind and a smile appeared on his face. (To be continued......)