Han Yu was startled, and when he saw that all the spells beside him had collapsed, his face couldn't help but be gloomy, and his small eyes were full of cruelty.

The jade platform hanging in mid-air, a figure flew out inside, and the head of the big Yu flew to the side of the square-faced monk, his face full of evil energy.

"Senior Brother Qiu, should you give Brother Wei an explanation?" asked Boss Yu Senran.

Once this life and death contract is signed, it means that only one person can leave alive, and the practice of the square-faced monk has violated the rules of the door.

The square-faced monk subconsciously glanced at the old man surnamed He in the crowd, and forced the anger in his heart and said, "Senior Brother in charge, I just think that the ring here is too small, and it is a little unfair to Senior Brother and Chong!"

"Hehe, fair?" The square-faced monk's small movements did not hide from the sharp eyes of the head of Yu, and the glance that was not easy just now was swept away by him.

The nearly 10,000 disciples in the audience heard this explanation and muttered in their hearts, chattering and whispering below, could it be that He Chong is a disciple of the family would be like this?

Le Xing laughed secretly in his heart when he heard this explanation, there was still a slight chance of winning in this small ring.

If he were to a bigger venue, his chances of winning would be infinitely slim!

Le Xing knew that Han Yu still had a small cyan flag hidden on his body, which had a very strong increase in wind attribute spells, and there was also a hideous dragon on it, which was three points stronger than the Qingyun Banner.

He also knew that Han Yu had a more powerful magic weapon, and he was frightened by the sword at that time, so he knelt down directly and confessed.

Wu Feng, who was not far from Lexing's side, felt a storm in his heart, he didn't expect Han Yu's strength to be so strong!

With his sharp spells, lightning-fast combos, and insidious deceptive moves, he wouldn't be much better if he was standing in the ring just now.

Thinking of Han Yu bouncing around on the stage like a clown a few days ago, Wu Feng couldn't help but feel a little cool in his heart.

If this person grows up, it will definitely be a tricky character, so you have to strangle him before he grows!

Wu Feng silently clenched his fists, his sharp nails pierced the flesh, and he didn't care if the blood fell to the ground drop by drop.

Jing Huan on the side saw that he quickly took out a handkerchief to bandage him, Wu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, this Jing family has Jindan Ancestor, can you find a way to borrow some momentum?

He Chong in the ring was a little dazed, Han Yu's stormy offensive just now made him breathless, if it wasn't for the square-faced monk to stop in time, he would have died in the ring just now.

"Since Senior Brother Qiu said it, then I will give it a fair time!" I saw that the head of Yu took out the gong and struck it, and all the fights in the ring immediately stopped.

"All the rings are suspended, and all disciples will go to the ladder immediately!" the voice of the head of Yu clearly reached the ears of every disciple.

The disciples who won quickly in the ring secretly scolded their mothers in their hearts, and the disciples who lost secretly rejoiced, which was equivalent to having a chance to start again!

The crowd of black oppression all withdrew to the top of the ladder, and the monks in charge of the ring all flew over and hung in the air.

"Han Yu, this incident is my fault, this is a small compensation for you. I saw that the head of Yu slapped the storage bag, and ten shining medium-grade spirit stones flew into Han Yu's hands.

Han Yu was secretly happy when he saw the ten medium-grade spirit stones, and bowed down and said, "Thank you, master!"

"Senior Brother Qiu, you don't have to be in charge of this ring. Yu Zhangmen said lightly, "This master has punished you for a year of retreat and not going out, are you not convinced?"

"Thank you, senior brother, Master!" the square-faced monk breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the punishment, and fled towards the mountain on the spirit boat, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Senior brothers, let's start the big ring!" the head of Yu watched him leave, and then said lightly.

"No!"

A group of foundation building monks agreed, and they fell into the ring, and the head of Yu fell to the ring where the two were fighting.

I saw that they put their hands on the spirit tablet and slowly injected mana into it, only to see that those stone platforms made a roaring sound, and they moved slowly.

The steward on the jade platform saw that the twenty rings were slowly moving towards the middle, and after a stick of incense, they merged into a super-large ring!

"Senior brother, your nephew and grandson have played in this ring!" said the head of Yu with a cold fist hug at the old man surnamed He.

The old man surnamed He laughed a few times and turned his head, and the head of Yu glanced at the old man surnamed Hong again, and saw that his expression was not unusual, so he was slightly relieved.

A foundation building steward flew to the cloud ladder, and coldly announced that all the disciples had poured into the ring, and when they saw the oversized ring, they couldn't help but exclaim!

Most of the disciples on the cloud ladder already knew the cause and effect, and they were all full of curiosity about this battle, and in the blink of an eye, they were unable to clear the water around the ring.

"The head of this competition is personally responsible. Yu Zhangmen did not fly back to the ring, and announced in a cold voice.

Han Yu saluted the master, and He Chong hugged his fist towards the head with a gloomy face, and neither of them objected.

I saw that the head of Yu took out a command flag, disappeared into the spirit tablet and disappeared, a thick protective shield was raised, and the battle broke out immediately.

A cold light flashed in Han Yu's eyes, and countless wind blade fireballs formed again, sweeping towards He Chong.

"Do you think the same trick can deal with me twice?" He Chong sneered, only to see a black mang shoot out of his cuffs, turning into a huge rock mountain in front of him.

Countless wind blade fireballs rushed on the rocky mountain, and the blasted gravel splashed, but if he wanted to rely on these low-level spells to shatter the rocky mountain, he was delusional!

He Chong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he continued to instill mana into this treasure before the tea, and with the protection of this treasure, he would be safe and sound.

He Chong is not a fool either, he can't talk nonsense anymore to give Han Yu a chance, he just wants to quickly kill the hateful pockmarked face!

I saw him slap the storage bag with one hand, and immediately took out a three-inch-long cyan long sword, threw it into the air, bit the tip of his tongue and squirted a mouthful of essence blood, and disappeared into the green sword.

Suddenly, the sword let out a green roar, and the cyan light was flourishing, and a dazzling aura appeared on the long sword.

He Chong pinched his hands with both hands, and then pointed at Han Yu, and the cyan long sword suddenly trembled, and suddenly disappeared.

Han Yu, who was not far away, gave up using low-level spells, holding a golden talisman in his right hand and a jade book that emitted a gentle aura in his left hand.

Han Yu only felt a strange fluctuation in the air in front of him, and the cyan long sword with blood suddenly appeared like a ghost.

Han Yu snorted coldly, and the jade book in his hand shone brightly, and he met the strange sword.

The long sword slashed on the jade book and flew out, and He Chong in the distance pinched it again and again, only to see the cyan long sword suspended above Han Yu.

An amazing scene has appeared!

I saw that the cyan long sword trembled slightly, and it transformed into two identical long swords, and then the two long swords continued to transform, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of cyan long swords appeared above Han Yu's head.

Hearing only a buzzing sound, those long swords let out a whistling sound that broke through the air, rolling up a large area of Senhan sword light, slashing towards the figure in the middle.

It seemed that in the next moment, Han Yu was about to be chopped into meat by countless sword lights!

All the disciples under the ring let out an exclamation, all stunned by this magnificent blow!

Now the ugly girl in the distance turned pale with fright, and grabbed the old man's arm hard.

The old man surnamed Hong smiled when he saw the sword shadow in the sky, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a trace of contempt.

The figure in the countless sword shadows held a golden talisman and waved it gently, and a dazzling golden light pierced through the countless sword shadows!

Those sharp sword shadows melted into the invisible like snow under the scorching sun when they encountered the golden light, and the real green sword was also rolled by the golden light and flew upside down.

Han Yu's eyes flashed slightly when he saw the real cyan long sword, and the golden rune pen in his hand tapped at the cyan long sword three times, and the ball of blood on the green sword dissolved into invisibility.

The jade book on his left hand was entangled in a ball of cyan light and shadow, and the cyan long sword was twisting and struggling desperately like a small snake, but it couldn't break through the protection of the jade book.

Han Yu made a big move, and the cyan light flew into his hand.

Han Yu looked at the green sword that was constantly twisting, his small eyes narrowed into a slit, and he saw him wrap his mana in his hand and grab it fiercely towards the long sword!

He Chong in the distance turned pale when he saw this scene, and he tried to urge the long sword again and again, but the green sword twisted even more violently.

Han Yu frowned, and easily stuffed the long sword into the storage bag, and He Chong's face suddenly turned extremely pale.