On the fourth day, Han Lin still got up early and went to the top of Lingyue Peak as usual. Today, he didn't have any fighting methods, he just wanted to take a look at the other disciples who had advanced from Tutai.

Know yourself and your opponent, get to know your opponent in the next round, and also make some preparations for the next fight.

When he went up to the top of Lingyue Peak, Han Lin saw Ma Sha pushing the cart and shouting again. Yesterday, Ma Sha was a villager, and Han Lin had more than 100 low-grade spirit stones, so it stands to reason that he should be thanked, but Han Lin didn't want to have too much contact with this person.

Ma Sha's city is too deep, and the plan is unknown, so it is not suitable for deep friendship.

However, there are some things that the more you try to avoid them, the more you can't avoid them. Ma Sha's eyes were sharp, and he saw Han Lin at a glance, and he came up with a hippie smile.

"Senior Brother Ao, yesterday Senior Brother entrusted you with the blessing of you, and I made another profit. ”

He shouted affectionately, and a swarthy square face was almost attached to Han Lin's body.

Han Lin frowned, and subconsciously wanted to retreat. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he grabbed Ma Sha's hand, pretended to be affectionate, and pinched his throat and said,

"I still have to thank Senior Brother Ma, Senior Brother is a blessing to Senior Brother Ma. ”

"Senior Brother Ma is magnificent, a talent. ”

Han Lin pinched his orchid fingers, his eyes were like silk, he glanced at Ma Sha timidly, and stopped talking, and only after a long time did he say under Ma Sha's surprised eyes,

"I don't know if Senior Brother Ma has a Taoist couple?"

Swish!

Marsha's eyes widened, and he quickly withdrew his hands, and without saying a word, pushed the cart and ran away.

He didn't even look back once, as if he was afraid that Han Lin would call him again.

"Shhh

Dao Fang gasped, he looked at Han Lin with a strange look, and only after a long time did he speak,

"Han boy, no! Han Lin, you guy kills both men and women!"

Dao Fang's tone trembled, and it could be seen that he was quite uneasy in his heart.

"This person's intentions are unknown, and it is not appropriate to have deep friendships. ”

Han Lin's face returned to normal, his eyes showed a deep light, and he said calmly.

"Hey, Dao Ye still thinks you're a person with broken sleeves. I'll just say, if you kid really broke his sleeves, what else would you save Du Xiaomei. ”

The Taoist side babbled and never stopped.

Han Lin was silent and did not speak again. Dao Fang chattered for a while, knowing that he was bored, muttered a few words, and did not speak again.

"Yesterday, there were Gu Qi, Liu Hong and other three people who were promoted with me, which means that four people have been decided at this moment, and there are still eight earth platforms left, and I don't know what kind of opponent these eight earth platforms will decide?"

Han Lin secretly thought in his heart, although he was confident in his strength, he would inevitably capsize in the gutter, and he still had to come and see it in the next few days.

After a while, the fighting methods on the other earthen platforms began. Han Lin looked at it carefully for a moment, and already had a rough idea in his heart.

"Yan Mo on the No. 3 earth platform has strong spiritual power, and picking flowers and flying leaves can hurt people, which should not be underestimated. ”

"Zhang Feng on the No. 6 earth platform is magnificent, like mountains toppling, rivers and seas rushing, and he is also a good opponent. ”

Han Lin's eyes showed a thoughtful look, these people, even with his current cultivation, were all difficult bones to gnaw.

When it comes to the next round of competition, we must be cautious, otherwise there will be a possibility of elimination.

Just as Han Lin was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the sound of a group of disciples cheering, the sound was so loud and deafening that it was enough to break through the sky.

"Senior Sister Du!"

"Senior Brother Chen!"

"Senior Brother Jin!"

"Senior Sister Du?"

Han Lin looked puzzled, he swept his gaze, looked in the direction of everyone's cheers, and found that a white-clothed imperial envoy's flying sword fell.

Gently moving the lotus step, graceful and colorful, like a fairy above the nine heavens descending to the mortal dust, fluttering and not like the mortal person.

"Senior Sister Du. ”

Han Lin's eyes were calm, and he called softly.

The other two people who followed her, the person on the left had a luxurious face, and there was a domineering spirit that swallowed mountains and rivers and could not be used for a lifetime, like a human emperor who was high above, without any trace of human feelings.

It's just that a wisp of tenderness for the beauty in front of him occasionally flashed in his eyes.

Han Lin guessed the identity of this person almost at a glance, and this person should be Jin Zhifei.

And the man standing on the right side of Du Xiaomei, with a cold face, wearing a pitch-black robe, carrying a long sword behind him, his eyes are ancient and waveless, making it impossible to see the depths.

This person was silent, and a trace of murderous aura flashed across his face from time to time, reminding everyone that this person was not easy to mess with.

Han Lin knew that this person was the person Jiao Yang wanted to get the answer, Chen Mo.

The three core disciples in the sect are all here at this moment. This also confirmed Han Lin's speculation. This sect competition is definitely not for the selection of core disciples, but for other purposes.

It's just that Han Lin was clear about this, but the other inner and outer disciples didn't know, and everyone whispered,

"These are all core disciples, why are they here? Are they here to witness who can become core disciples?"

"But it's none of their business, the core disciples are not related, and the well water does not interfere with the river water. ”

Everyone pondered for a long time, but they couldn't come up with a reason.

At this time, Du Xiaomei stepped directly on the No. 3 soil platform, stood in front of Yan Mo, and said softly,

"Core disciple, Du Xiaomei, please advise. ”

A short sentence caused an uproar in everyone's hearts, and for a while, people were full of voices,

"Why do even the core disciples have to participate in the sect competition, so what are the chances of us winning, and what is the point of us participating in this competition!"

Everyone was indignant in their hearts, and they didn't understand the significance of the sect's move at all, you must know that the resources of the core disciples far exceeded those of the other disciples, and the cultivation had reached the eighth level of Qi cultivation, and dealing with them, these inner and outer disciples, was almost crushing.

It's just that they only dare to talk in a whisper, and they don't dare to speak loudly, for fear of disgusting these inner disciples, especially Chen Mo, a killer.

Senior Sister Du laughed, how could Yan be virtuous, how could he dare to advise Senior Sister Du. ”

Yan Mo said with a smile on his face, at this moment he was also confused and at a loss. Originally, he had accumulated a lot of strength in the inner door and hid his strength for a long time, in order to become a blockbuster one day.

Now that he finally waited for the opportunity, originally with his cultivation of the sixth layer of Qi cultivation, he could definitely achieve a good ranking in this competition.

But now let him fight with Du Xiaomei, isn't this sincere to let him lose?

"That's it. ”

Yan Mo smiled bitterly, it was useless to say anything at the moment, it was better to go all out and try his strength now.

As soon as he thought of this, Yan Mo's eyes were firm, several magic seals in his hands changed, and the spiritual power of the sixth layer of Qi cultivation rose from the ground.

"It's not enough. ”

Han Lin sighed lightly, Yan Mo's cultivation was already the best among the inner disciples, and even surpassed himself, but in the face of Du Xiaomei, this cultivation was tantamount to a mayfly shaking the pillar.

Sure enough, after three breaths, the entire No. 3 earth platform was covered with ice, and Yan Mo also turned into an ice sculpture and was carried down.

Then, Du Xiaomei sat on top of the flying sword, her eyes closed, waiting for the next challenger.

And with Du Xiaomei coming to power, Jin Zhifei and Chen Mo also chose their own opponents.

Jin Zhifei punched out, and several dragon-shaped aura flew out with teeth and claws, knocking the opponent off the stage.

And Chen Mo was even more brutal, with a wave of the long sword in his hand, several sword qi were vertical and horizontal, and he directly opened a hole in the opponent's abdomen that was about a foot long.

Blood spilled all over the platform, and his eyes were indifferent, not caring for it, not caring about the friendship of his fellow disciples......