At the same time that Han Shi flew out of the mountain, a loud sound like a tsunami sounded in the ring, and the red mountain body that was originally bound by the golden lines collapsed inward, and finally turned into a black triangle the size of a palm with a small hole at the top and returned to the hands of the old man of the Immortal Sect.

Han Shi looked at his (ròu) painful watch (qíng) and reminded: "The competition is not over yet, don't be distracted"

After speaking, he took out a pair of gray hands (tào) from his arms and put them on his hands, and then grabbed the top of the head of the old man of the Immortal Sect through the void of more than ten zhang.

This time, his outstretched big hand instantly enveloped half of the ring, and the gray hand turned into an indestructible huge dragon claw, surrounded by the tumbling aura, sealing all the void around the old man of the Immortal Sect.

The old man of the Immortal Sect only felt that he was in the frozen sea of 10,000 meters, and his body could not move, and the feeling of powerlessness that he had never felt before rose from his heart.

He saw that the other palm was about to fall, so he had to close his eyes helplessly.

After Luo Yan on the pavilion saw this sudden change, he hurriedly shouted to the entrance of the stage:

"This time, we admit defeat and hope that Daoyou's subordinates will stay (qíng). ”

Han Shi heard Luo Yan's shout, and the other big golden hand that fell into the air paused in the air for a moment, and finally took it back, and then the other hand also let go of the old man of the Immortal Sect.

Then, Luo Yan stepped forward to support the old man of the Immortal Sect with a pale face, thanked Han Shi and left the ring.

After Elder Zhiheng (shēn), who was sitting at the back of the stage and watching, announced the result of this shocking victory, Han Shi bowed deeply to the audience, and then returned to his gazebo.

Elder Character seemed to be displeased with his face, but he didn't say anything, looked at the remaining three and asked, "Who will be on the next one?"

A tall and strong middle-aged disciple replied, "Since Senior Brother Han can win, I can't be left behind, and then I promise to kill the other party within a hundred rounds." ”

After listening to this person's statement, Elder Character said approvingly: "Okay——, this is the style of my world-shattering Dao disciple, Yuan Qing, after you win, I will give you all the treasures I have obtained." ”

The middle-aged monk known as Yuan Qing shook his tall and strong body (shēn) and ascended to the ring with high spirits, and shouted to Luo Yan and them:

"Master is here, which of you will come up to die?"

Before Luo Yan could speak, the monk in the Ye family's compound had already pointed to the ground on tiptoe, Fei (shēn) went to the stage, and pointed at Yuan Qingdao with the mountain axe in his hand:

"Don't say crazy words from Daoist friends, let Ye Zhuang teach you the Tao today. ”

Before the words fell, the mountain axe had already slashed down, and Yuan Qing, who had a cold breath (bī), took two steps back.

He didn't dare to catch it with his sword, and while dodging in the shape of (shēn), he didn't forget to say:

"You madman, you will do it as soon as you come up, and you won't let people prepare!"

Ye Zhuang pulled the axe out of the tail of the axe, pierced him in the abdomen again, and asked loudly, "Are you ready this time?"

Yuan Qingdao said: "It's a little bit close, what are you in a hurry?" Everyone who heard and watched laughed.

Someone shouted jokingly: "Why don't you go back to your mother's womb and stay for ten years and eight years before you come out?"

Yuan Qing's funny, even the Holy Mother of Red Spirit and Elder Zhiheng couldn't help shaking their heads when they heard it, and secretly said in their hearts: "How did the Dao of the Amazing World send such a scoundrel." ”

Ye Zhuang was also impressed by his rogue behavior, and retracted the mountain axe:

"That being the case

I'll wait until you're ready to start. ”

With that, he released the protective light film and stood the axe in front of (shēn), staring at the other party.

Yuan Qing stood seven or eight zhang away from Ye Zhuang, stretched out his arms, raised his thighs, twisted his waist, and obliquely observed Ye Zhuang with slanted eyes.

Seeing that he had relaxed his vigilance, he suddenly shook in a (shēn) shape, and a cold light emanated from his sleeve, turning into a flash of lightning and flying straight towards Ye Zhuang (shēn).

At the same time, his (shēn) body leaped more than two zhang high and stabbed with a sword from above.

Seeing that he had resorted to such a despicable method, Ye Zhuang, who was loose on the outside and tight on the inside, let out a cold snort in his nose, and swept across the mountain axe in his hand, knocking down the flying cold light to the ground.

After the cold light landed, there was a "dang long" sound, showing the original appearance of the funeral needle more than three inches long.

After Ye Zhuang glanced at it, he took five or six steps into the void in front of him without stopping, and the mountain axe fished the moon in the sea with a bottom-up move, sliding towards the falling long sword.

There was another "clanging", and a dazzling halo bloomed in mid-air, stabbing everyone in the audience unable to open their eyes.

Under this blow, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi seemed to be ignited, and it also became scorching.

After the fierce murderous aura was blocked, it was like a huge wave hitting the rock wall, making a monstrous sound, and spreading out to the surroundings with its residual power.

The two innermost layers (jìn) systems on the test bench were actually broken through under the violent impact, and then the murderous aura struck the third layer.

This time, the Immortal Sect Supreme Elder who had been hiding in the crowd directly reached out and grabbed all the power that was still raging, and then quickly re-laid an isolation light curtain around the competition platform.

The reason why he made a move was not so much to prevent the murderous aura from hurting people, but rather because he didn't want the Immortal Sect to lose face in front of everyone.

Everyone in the city knows that this ring is arranged by the Immortal Sect, if this force is allowed to break through the two defenses one after another and spread to the stands, it will not make people laugh at the defenses laid by the Immortal Sect in the future.

And after he made a move, the strength he showed also made everyone in the audience daunted.

After the Immortal King saw his father save face for the Immortal Sect, he looked at him with great gratitude.

However, Yuan Qing on the table, after seeing that the sneak attack missed, immediately turned into a half-human, half-demon monster, and in the upper half of the humanoid form (shēn), he held a black thin-mouthed pot-bellied bottle with both hands, and purple smoke continued to spew out from it.

The lower half of the monster (shēn) is a long tail that curls up high and then bends back, swaying from side to side like a clock, accompanied by purple smoke that makes people feel like they want to sleep.

The Caiyun City Lord in the stands whispered to the Holy Mother of Yellow Oriole: "This person is most likely a demon cultivator, this purple smoke is usually made of a demon beast inner tank with a psychedelic effect and tobacco, and it is very confusing (xìng) after being released in a small area during battle. ”

Our Lady of Huang Li said: "In that case, Mubei's side is going to lose this game again, these hateful disciples of the Amazing Dao have all resorted to these indiscriminate methods, I can't wait to go up and shoot them to death." ”

The Lord of Caiyun City said: "Winning or losing is not certain, I observe that the color of his purple mist is still a little light, it should be that the grade of the demon beast used to prepare is not high, as long as the Ye family man can hold the soul lake from being invaded, it is not impossible to win." ”

At this moment, the big man of the Ye family in the ring suddenly felt that a vast sea of smoke appeared in front of him, and he was standing in the Hanging Palace (diàn) shrouded in immortal energy, with the sound of immortals in his ears

Wrap.

A group of less dressed women stepped out of a circular arch and began to dance in two rows, a scene that was very intoxicating.

After losing his mind for a moment, he immediately thought that he was still fighting in the ring just now, how could he come to the holy land of the world so quickly, could it be that he couldn't cross over? This is also a bit too incredible, right?

So he bit the tip of his tongue, and a pain spread to the Divine Lake and the Sea, and a wave (dàng) arose in it, and a chill spread to the depths of the divine soul.

In the stinging pain, he suddenly realized that this was an illusion.

After realizing that everything that appeared in front of him was an illusion mirror, he hurriedly used his True Qi to guard the Sea Soul Lake and stop the invasion of purple smoke.

At this time, he dimly saw Yuan Qingzheng holding a fine-mouthed potbelly bottle in one hand and releasing smoke, and the long sword in the other hand was less than three feet away from himself (xiōng).

In an emergency, he immediately defended outwards with his axe, while his body shifted sideways.

Yuan Qing saw him move suddenly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand turned into a stab.

A cold chill (yīn) roared in front of Ye Zhuang (shēn), and he only felt a chill in his abdomen, and a burst of pain spread into the soul lake, instantly making him completely sober.

Looking at his abdomen again, there was already a wound more than a foot long, and blood was constantly gushing outward.

He hurriedly stretched out a large hand and wiped it on the wound, and a golden light emanated from his hand, cementing the wound and quickly returning to its original state.

At this moment, his eyes had also changed from confusion to brightness, and two sharp cold lights came out of the moon-like pupils (shè), looking at the long sword that fell again, the mountain axe avoided the sword (shēn), and fell directly to the arm holding the hilt.

With the sound of "poof", a pig-killing cry came, Yuan Qingli's (shēn) body in mid-air withdrew three or four zhang back, the black thin-mouthed potbelly bottle also retracted its body, and the long sword and half of his arm fell on the table together.

The purple mist released just now also disappeared after the bottle was put away.

After being injured, Yuan Qing supported the remaining half of his arm with his other hand, and the scene of Elder Character killing Senior Brother Yuanying appeared in his mind, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

At the same time as the new arm grew, he recalled the long sword again, gritted his teeth and stabbed out with another sword, with endless resentment, turned into a cold light, and almost sucked the surrounding aura into this sword, and came to Yezhuang with the power of destroying the wind and pulling the wind.

The sword has not yet arrived, and the murderous aura has already made people feel suffocated.

Ye Zhuang felt the magnificence of this move, so he didn't dare to take it hard, so he used a move to move four or two thousand catties, and used the golden light emitted by the mountain axe to press the sword qi, and the (shēn) body took advantage of the momentum to fly high into the air.

At this moment, his whole person seemed to have disappeared from the ring, and it took more than a dozen breaths before a small black dot appeared on the top of his head, and then the shadow of the Ye family's big man reappeared, but the clothes on the (shēn) were a little tattered and his face was a little pale.

Obviously, when he dodged the sword just now, (shēn) body was still injured somewhat.

After reappearing (shēn), the axe in his hand did not stop, and turned into a huge weapon that could shake the mountain, dragging the tail flame towards the center of the ring.

The void collapsed inward, and streams of spatial power swooped down on the axe, increasing the power of its fall.

After that, it reached its limit at a height of five zhang from the ring, and it exploded with a "bang".