Han Ningbing nodded, and then Ye Qing said to Han Ningbing: "It's almost dawn, you can bring her back, and you will have to compete with the players from those small countries later." Suddenly, Ye Qing seemed to think of something, and continued: "You have to be careful of the one named Linca, he is not a simple person. ”

Han Ningbing said suspiciously: "Linka?" Ye Qing nodded, and then said, "Okay, you go back." ”

Then Han Ningbing took the white lotus into the space ring and left.

It wasn't long before Han Ningbing went back that it was dawn, he looked at Bai Lian, and after confirming that she was okay, he got up and left the room, and then came directly to the ring of the competition, at this time there were already a few people coming, one of them was Linca, after he saw Han Ningbing, he nodded with a smile at Han Ningbing, and Han Ningbing also responded.

Han Ningbing looked at Linka not far away, and suddenly pondered, if it wasn't for Ye Qing's prompt, he really didn't pay much attention to Linca, if there was anything strange about it, it was every competition that Linka had before, no matter what the opponent's strength was, it was a narrow victory, it was obvious that he was hiding his strength, but it was not surprising that who was present did not hide his strength.

And there is nothing special about Linca's attack, Linka's cultivation is the pinnacle of Jindan, and the spiritual power attribute is water spiritual power, and the attack power can only be ranked in the middle compared to the other four spiritual powers, but it is not absolute, after all, strength can make up for everything.

Soon, all the people came over one after another, and the last to come over were the empress Ye Qing and the other female officials, the female official who presided over the competition saw that everyone had come, and then looked at Ye Qing, Ye Qing nodded, signaling that the competition could start.

Then the female officer announced that the competition was about to begin, and then let the two teams enter the competition ring, while the other female officers held up the enchantment, and the picture in front of them turned around, and appeared in the familiar desert again.

As soon as they entered the desert, the mirror and the ten of them scattered, and then surrounded Han Ningbing and them, Han Ningbing sneered, and then said to the people next to him: "It seems that they have also made a lot of preparations." As he spoke, Han Ningbing glanced at Duan Yan casually.

Then Han Ningbing said to the others: "Break through their encirclement first, Chun Li, Duan Wuya will be handed over to you, and I will fight against the mirror." As he spoke, Han Ningbing handed Chunli something, Chunli looked at it, then his eyes lit up, and then nodded confidently.

Then Han Ningbing smiled at Zhang Mo and said, "It's no problem for Hua Linglong and Hua Xueling to hand it over to you." Zhang Mo heard Han Ningbing ask him to deal with those two, and said with a wry smile: "I will be killed by you sooner or later." After speaking, he stopped paying attention to Han Ningbing, who knew that he had acquiesced, and then said to Duan Yan and the five of them: "The five of you are dragging the other six. After speaking, he didn't wait for them to express his opinion, and then said to Rong Feng: "You cooperate with them to find an opportunity to force the six of them together, and it is best to bring them into the battle circle of the three of us." ”

In the end, Han Ningbing looked at Xiaoyue, and then said: "You still stay as a backhand, as long as someone breaks through, you rush out, protect yourself, and then see if you want to make a move." ”

After arranging it, Han Ningbing took a deep breath, and then said to everyone: "Prepare to break through." Saying that, Han Ningbing took the lead in drawing out the Xuanyuan Sword, and the others also drew out their respective spiritual weapons, and the people around them saw Han Ningbing and they all drew their own spiritual weapons, and then, and then accelerated the action of casting spells in their hands.

Han Ning snorted coldly: "Kill." Han Ningbing took the lead in killing the mirror, and the mirror shouted, "It's good", and then held the scimitar with both hands and went up to meet it.

The Xuanyuan Sword of Cold Ice and the pair of scimitars of the mirror are both attached to spiritual power, but the Xuanyuan Sword of Cold Ice carries flames, and the mirror scimitar carries the cold qi, and the two of them rushed directly towards each other, and then the weapons of the two sides collided fiercely, and suddenly a white mist appeared from the collision of the two weapons.

The two of them parted with a touch, and then each stepped back, Han Ningbing pinched the trick with his left hand, raised the Xuanyuan Sword with his right hand, and pointed his left index finger and middle finger at the sword body of the Xuanyuan Sword, a fiery red sword light shot towards the mirror at great speed, and the mirror raised the scimitar, and the left and right hands swiped respectively, and a cross cold light met the red sword light, and the two canceled each other, and then turned into a white mist, and finally dissipated.

The mirror is a doppelganger, and then suddenly disappeared, Han Ningbing saw this, stepped down with his feet, he volleyed into the air, and then Han Ningbing quickly injected fire spiritual power into the Xuanyuan Sword, Han Ningbing's body turned over, holding the Xuanyuan Sword and stabbing downward, suddenly a flame appeared on the tip of the Xuanyuan Sword, but in an instant, the flame suddenly soared, and when the Xuanyuan Sword stabbed to the ground, the surroundings of the Xuanyuan Sword had become a sea of fire.

At this time, Han Ningbing felt a fluctuation in the space around him, and then the mirror appeared at the outermost part of the sea of fire, he looked at Han Ningbing and smiled and said, "Good means." ”

Then the mirror threw the pair of scimitars upward, and then pinched them with both hands, only to see that the pair of scimitars were connected end to end, and quickly rotated, and the pair of scimitars turned into a circle of ice.

The cold ice only felt a huge cold qi emanating from the ice circle, and then the mirror changed his hands, only to see snowflakes fly out of the ice circle and then fall into the sea of fire, melting into nothingness, and the snowflakes in the ice circle appeared more and more, and became bigger and bigger, and the sea of fire condensed by the cold ice was also faintly suppressed by those snowflakes.

Han Ning snorted coldly, the Xuanyuan Sword was picked up from the bottom up, the sea of fire on the ground tumbled, and a fire dragon roared out from the churning sea of fire, and the fire dragon rushed directly to the ice circle with snowflakes in the sky.

Seeing this, the mirror quickly changed his hands, and then hit a cold aura towards the ice circle, which suddenly became larger, and the snowflakes that had originally floated out slowly turned into ice picks.

When the ice picks hit the dragon, the dragon screamed and screamed, and each time the ice pick hit the dragon, the flames on its body dimmed.

Han Ningbing didn't care about the fire dragon, he had already withdrawn the Xuanyuan Sword, and a cyan flame had condensed in his right hand, and then Han Ningbing's left hand moved, and a small firebird with a fiery red flame appeared in his left hand, and then the cyan flame and the little firebird suddenly threw forward, and then with a movement of spiritual sense, the cyan flame melted into the body of the little firebird.

The little firebird swelled suddenly, and the cyan flame appeared on the firebird's head.

Han Ningbing pointed his right hand towards the mirror, and the firebird chirped, and then flapped its wings, and the firebird left a flame in the air and rushed towards the mirror.