Chu Futian and Han Zhanxing saw that someone was opposing their proposal, and a gleam flashed in their eyes.

Chu Futian smiled and said, "This seat's proposal is very reasonable!"

If you think anyone can beat the apprentice of this seat, you can come out and challenge!

If we can overcome our disciples, then this proposal will be abandoned.

If you can't, I'll persuade you to be obedient! Don't toast and don't eat and drink!"

Zhao Po couldn't sit still at all after hearing this, and took the lead in jumping onto the fighting platform in the middle of the venue, pointing at Han Zhanxing and saying, "I, Zhao Po, will meet you for a while!"

"Senior Brother Zhao, don't be careless!"

"Senior Brother Zhao, be careful!"

When the Wu Chunfeng brothers saw the hot-tempered Zhao Po coming to the stage, they were secretly anxious in their seats.

Zeng Xiaoyu frowned even more, and his face showed a look of worry.

Although Zhao Po's strength is strong, he is definitely ranked among the many immortal monarchs, but compared to that Han Zhanxing, it seems to be a little inferior.

Zeng Xiaoyu secretly felt worried about the hot-tempered second senior brother.

The other brothers and sisters also had worried expressions on their faces.

At this moment, Han Zhanxing and Chu Futian glanced at each other, and a sneer appeared on the corner of their mouths.

Then his figure flickered, and he also floated to the fighting platform.

Han Zhanxing's aura was calm, giving people a feeling of being cold as a poisonous snake, and the brothers were worried that Zhao Po would suffer under Han Zhanxing's hands.

Seeing that Zhao Po and Han Zhanxing were on the fighting platform, the immortals attending the meeting all focused their eyes on the ring.

Especially those immortals from the Eastern Immortal Domain, they were even more excited, and they spoke out one after another to cheer Zhao Po on.

"Zhao Xianjun!

The territory of my Eastern Immortal Realm is not something that anyone who wants to rule can rule!"

"Brother Zhao doesn't have to be polite to them, he must not let the people of the Northern Immortal Domain succeed and rule my Eastern Immortal Domain!"

"The Eastern Immortal Domain is our own, why let your Northern Immortal Domain rule!"

Everyone spoke out one after another, denouncing the master and apprentice of the Northern Immortal Emperor.

At this time, on the ring, Zhao Po and Han Zhanxing stood opposite each other.

The two made eye contact, and their eyes flashed at the same time.

"The second apprentice of the Oriental Immortal Emperor, Zhao Po, I will meet you for a while!"

Zhao Po's eyes stared at Han Zhanxing and said solemnly.

"The Great Disciple of the Northern Immortal Emperor, Han Zhanxing!

Hehe, how dare you resist my master's decision? I don't know if I'm alive or dead! I'm going to cut you down today!"

Han Zhanxing said, with a wave of his hand, countless ice arrows condensed from ice crystals suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the ice arrows turned into a rain of arrows in the sky, shooting towards Zhao Po one after another.

Zhao Po saw that Han Zhanxing despised him, his face turned angry, and with a press of his palm, a red flame appeared, facing Han Zhanxing's arrow rain.

The duel between ice and fire began to unfold over the ring.

Zhao Po's cultivation is the Fire Dao Burning Heaven Skill, and the fire attribute technique has been cultivated extremely proficiently, and the power of a Burning Sky Fire is also extremely powerful.

What Han Zhanxing cultivated was an extremely powerful ice attribute technique, the Ice Sealing Ten Thousand Miles Gong, and he also cultivated the ice attribute supernatural power in one hand.

Ice arrows and flames meet in mid-air, incompatible with each other.

Ice arrows swooped into the flames like moths to fire.

The flames were furnished, melting most of the ice arrows.

Only a few ice arrows were fast enough to break through the blockade of the flames and shoot towards Zhao Po.

Zhao Po's face was angry, he opened his mouth and spit out, and a mouthful of immortal fire erupted, completely melting those ice arrows that were approaching him. 56

At the same time, Zhao Po waved his hand, and the immortal fire in mid-air immediately rushed towards Han Zhanxing.

However, Han Zhanxing only shook lightly and immediately dodged the killing of the immortal fire.

The fairy fire slammed into the ground of the ring and exploded above the ring.

This ring has long been forbidden by the Northern Immortal Emperor, even Zhao Po's immortal fire, when it fell to the ground, it was immediately absorbed by the prohibition on the ground.

Zhao Po and Han Zhanxing are both immortal-level figures.

The speed of the two sides is extremely fast, in the ring, you come and go, constantly fighting, and everyone present is dazzled.

The immortals with lower cultivation could not see the movements of the two of them clearly at all, and could only see two afterimages flashing in the ring.

Zeng Xiaoyu watched the two fight in the ring, and his brows furrowed more and more.

Judging from the current situation, Zhao Po did not have any advantage in the face of Han Zhanxing.

At this time, defeat has appeared, and I am afraid that defeat will not be long after.

Sure enough, when Zeng Xiaoyu just thought about it, he saw that after Han Zhanxing dodged Zhao Po's flame attack, with a finger of his hand, Zhao Po's body was immediately completely sealed by a layer of cold ice.

Zhao Po's face was shocked, and he wanted to break free, but it was difficult to do it for a while.

At this time, Han Zhanxing showed a cruel smile on his face, his body shook, and he immediately appeared in front of Zhao Po, and a cold ice palm pressed towards Zhao Po's chest.

Zhao Po's body was covered with hoarfrost, his mouth spurted blood, and he fell from the ring.

"Senior Brother Zhao!"

Zhang Daoxian and Wu Mu were shocked, and hurriedly flew to catch Zhao Po, who fell out of the ring.

Zhao Po was shivering from the cold, and his face was pale.

And when Zhang Daoxian and the others just came into contact with Zhao Po's body, their faces changed drastically.

The other party's ice immortal qi was extremely amazing, not only freezing Zhao Po's immortal power, but also spreading from Zhao Po's body, wanting to drill into the bodies of several junior disciples.

Zhang Daoxian's faces changed, and he hurriedly secretly used his immortal power to dissolve these cold ice immortal qi.

And Zeng Xiaoyu had already quietly come behind Zhao Po, and the fire attribute immortal power in his body circled around Zhao Po's body, completely dissolving the cold ice immortal qi in Zhao's body.

With the help of Zeng Xiaoyu, Zhao Po finally cracked the cold ice immortal qi he dealt with and stabilized his injuries.

Although his face was pale, he was much better than just now.

Zhao looked back, but saw that the person standing behind him turned out to be the little junior brother Zeng Xiaoyu.

Zhao Po was shocked in his heart, the fire attribute immortal power in Zeng Xiaoyu's body just now was even stronger than him, which proved that Zeng Xiaoyu's strength was even stronger than him!

Zeng Xiaoyu nodded slightly at Zhao Po, Zhao Po understood, and nodded heavily to Zeng Xiaoyu.

"What? Zhao Po Xianjun was actually defeated by Han Zhanxing's men!"

Everyone looked at each other, especially the immortals of the Eastern Immortal Realm, who were even more dead.

Even Zhao Po, who is extremely powerful in fire attribute exercises, is not Han Zhanxing's opponent, who else is the opponent?

Everyone looked at each other, and they all saw the horror and despair in each other's eyes.

"I'll meet you for a while!"

Just as Zeng Xiaoyu was still healing Zhao Po's injuries, Senior Brother Wu Chunfeng immediately flew up and came to the ring.

Han Zhanxing glanced at Wu Chunfeng, his expression became a little more solemn, but he still looked at Wu Chunfeng proudly.

"You're not my opponent!"

When Wu Chunfeng heard this, his face turned angry: "Hmph! Don't be ashamed! Look at the move!"

Wu Chunfeng said, his fist moved, and he immediately used his martial arts fist to blast out at Han Zhanxing.

The fist fell, and starting from Wu Chunfeng's fist, a black spatial crack quickly spread towards Han Zhanxing.

Breaking through the Qiankun Gong and cultivating to the extreme, even the void can be shattered.

With Wu Chunfeng's combat power, it is not difficult to create a few spatial cracks at random and use them to hurt the enemy.