"Senior Brother Han is helping Senior Brother Bai Yi clean up his opponents, so that they don't have a chance to consume Senior Brother Bai Yi's qi and blood, Senior Brother Han actually did this!" Ye Qingning looked at Han Ming, who was fighting with the white-clothed young man on the fighting platform in the distance, and his face was surprised.

Ye Qingning didn't expect that her fellow senior brother would be so domineering, and she planned to challenge them one by one to decide the ranking of the last few places.

"Senior Brother Han has a lot of courage, if there is nothing wrong in the middle, in this way, it is completely possible for Senior Brother Bai Yi to directly enter the top six, but he doesn't fight a single game, and he doesn't need to consume qi and blood at all!"

"But if it keeps going down like this, Senior Brother Bai Yi will be relaxed, isn't Senior Brother Han a little embarrassed, although Senior Brother Han has more challenges than Senior Brother Bai Yi, but with such cooperation, Senior Brother Han's number of challenges will be consumed very quickly, and when the candidate is kicked to the third place, he will basically have no number of challenges! Moreover, Senior Brother Han fought against three Instrument Sect cultivators alone, and he had to fight a total of nine battles, although there was half an hour of time to recover his mana in the middle, but it was not enough after all, and the consumption of spiritual power was also very large, and after six games, Senior Brother Han was afraid that he would be exhausted, so what should he do next!" Ye Qingning frowned slightly and looked over there, with a faint worry on his face.

"Senior Sister Ye said this, Senior Brother Han's situation seems to be really bad, after nine battles, he must win all of them, even if he is an iron man, he will be exhausted, and there is no way to hit the top five in the best state!" Senior Brother Han is in the late stage of foundation building, and Senior Brother Bai is in the fake Dan stage, this time Senior Brother Han is afraid that he is ready to sacrifice himself and let Senior Brother Bai Ying, who is higher in cultivation, hit the top three, and even the top of the list, Senior Brother Han is really a pure heart!"

"Hit the top of the list, won't it, our Danzong hasn't been in the top five for decades, can we come up with a top spot!" Ye Qingning asked in disbelief, but there was a faint excitement in his eyes.

"Whether or not they can hit the top of the list, I'm afraid only Senior Brother Bai Yi and Senior Brother Han know, let's just wait and see!" The Sect Master of the Dan Sect raised his eyes and looked over there, and there was also a faint expectation in his eyes.

"The winner has already been decided, the sword cultivation method is sharp, and the attack is also very fast, not giving the opponent a chance to spend time urging the powerful secret treasure at all, this junior disciple of the Instrument Sect lost too unjustly, in order to avoid Senior Brother Han's sword qi flying all over the field, I am afraid that I will lose without even half of my strength!" Ye Qingning looked at Han Ming who was standing with his sword closed, and his beautiful eyes flickered.

In the distance, Han Ming put away the Qinghong Sword, sat directly on the eighth fighting platform, and began to seize the time to recover his mana, after all, he was going to start the challenge again after half an hour, and he didn't pay attention to the white-clothed young man who was swept away by his sword.

"Dabi Ninth Instrument Sect Yuan Yuanzhi, candidate eighth, Han Ming, there are eight remaining opportunities to challenge, continue to challenge after half an hour!" the monk of the Ninth Fighting Stage on the Eighth Dou Dharma Platform announced loudly, and occasionally glanced at Han Ming, who was motionless.

Eight hours later, Han Ming slowly stood up, slammed on the Doufa platform, flew up directly, landed on the second Doufa platform, and bowed his hand slightly to Feng Pu, a genius cultivator of the Array Sect.

"Danzong Han Ming is here to challenge!" Han Ming waved his hand and grabbed the Qinghong Sword again.

Feng Pu stared at Han Ming closely, his face twitched, not long ago, he was directly knocked off the fighting platform by Han Ming with two and a half moves, he still remembered it vividly, and there were still some wounds on his body that had not healed!

"Thank you Senior Brother Han for keeping your hand before, so that Feng only suffered a little skin injury, so it won't affect Dabi!" Feng Pu said with a slight arch of his hand to Han Ming.

"A trivial matter, the three sects have the same origin, if you can be merciful to your subordinates, where will you deliberately hurt people!" Han Ming said lightly, as if he had forgotten that not long ago, he had joined forces with Bai Yi to sneak attack one person from the Instrument Sect, and directly hit him hard and couldn't continue to compete, so he could only win a big tenth!

"Feng was defeated too early in the previous battle, and he didn't have the means to learn from Senior Brother Han, this time there is just an opportunity, I hope to have a good exchange, and I hope Senior Brother Han will give him advice!" Feng Pu said with a slight arch of his hand to Han Ming.

Seeing that Han Ming and Feng Pu were chatting, the monk of the Yudan period on the side of the fighting platform was immediately a little impatient, and directly reprimanded: "What are you two talking about, hurry up, if you don't fight again, you will be tied!"

Feng Pu glanced at the Yudan Stage monk on the side, nodded again and again, and then bowed his hand to Han Ming, said "offended", and then set up the Wind Charm Spell, and the whole person got up from the ground and flew towards the other side of the Doufa platform.

This time, Feng Pu knew that Han Ming was a sword cultivator, and his attack methods were basically unmatched at the same level, so he naturally didn't dare to use the wind blade to fight Han Ming hard, obviously preparing to use his own advantages to deal with Han Ming's weaknesses and engage in a war of attrition!

Han Ming's spiritual power was spread out, and he quickly captured Feng Pu's figure, which was moving rapidly, worthy of being a wind attribute monk, in terms of speed alone, it was impossible to compare with monks of the same level, except for monks with special treasures, such as the crystal jade cloak that Han Ming once had.

Han Ming felt Feng Pu's traces, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and with a wave of his hand, he directly swayed a large area of sword qi over there, how fast is the wind attribute cultivator, a large area of sword qi will be surrounded in all directions, see where he is running!

Han Ming thought about it, as long as he trapped Feng Pu a little, he would directly use the condensation slash and send him down.

The sword qi swept over, Feng Pu flipped his hand, took out a large stack of talisman seals, and threw them out directly, while shouting: "Wind Language!"

More than a dozen small whirlwinds were born out of thin air, accompanied by a whining sound, and swept towards those sword qi.

A large area of sword qi and whirlwind staggered, and a violent sound erupted, and Feng Pu disappeared from the spot, and also disappeared from Han Ming's senses!

Han Ming held the Qinghong Sword in one hand, and his spiritual power poked out like a tide, trying to find out Feng Pu's location, but he found that he couldn't find it at all, Feng Pu didn't seem to be on the fighting platform at all, but the monks of the Yudan period on the side did not announce the results of the fighting, which meant that Feng Pu was still on the stage!

Han Ming's brows furrowed tightly, this Feng Pu was very cunning, he actually knew that he took advantage of the weakness of his blindness to deliberately cover his body, so that his spiritual power could not detect it, and completely disappeared from his senses!

After exploring again, he couldn't find Feng Pu's location, Han Ming's brows furrowed even tighter, and his mental power couldn't perceive any abnormality at all, this treasure that Feng Pu concealed his body was a little too good, it must have been prepared!

"Whew!" A sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air, from far to near, several verticals and horizons appeared directly in front of Han Ming.

Han Ming's earlobes moved slightly, and he directly listened to the argument, and with a horizontal Qinghong sword, he blocked a small wind blade in front of him.

But immediately after that, dozens of sharp roars sounded, and at the same time, all kinds of wind noises arose, Han Ming's listening to the defense didn't work at all, his perception was disturbed, and it seemed that there were attacks in all directions!

"Sword and shield!" Han Ming raised his hand and threw the Qinghong Sword out, turning it into a hemispherical sword arc, covering himself in it entirely, temporarily blocking the attack.

Now Feng Pu no longer has the previous aggressiveness, he has been hiding in a distance that Han Ming can't attack or perceive, and he is in a long distance to consume, not in a hurry at all, very calm.

On the other hand, Han Ming, he was hiding in the sword and shield, he could only defend passively, and he couldn't resist effectively at all, because he didn't even know where Feng Pu was.

"What is Feng Pu's cloak spiritual weapon, it can't be the famous shadow blood cloak of the Instrument Sect, it is something that can completely cover the spiritual power, with full stimulation, it is impossible to sense it with spiritual power if it is not cultivated to the Dan period!" The sect master of the Dan Sect looked at Feng Pu who was covered in a dark red cloak in the distance, and stood up directly, his face was worried and shocked!

"Senior Brother Han's eyes are sick, this shadow blood canopy is completely his nemesis!" Ye Qingning's hand shrunk in his sleeve couldn't help but clench, and his face was full of worry.

Compared with Ye Qingning and the sect master of the Dan Sect, Ran Qixi, who was not far away, had more worry on his face, following Han Ming for so many years, how blind Han Ming was, and how strong his spiritual power was, she knew that if Han Ming was targeted by a monk who specialized in concealing his spiritual power, he would be completely left behind.

If it was an ordinary fighting method, Ran Qixi would have been able to go up and replace Han Ming's eyes, but now it is a three-sect fighting method, a one-on-one competition, and it is against the rules for her to go up!

"Fortunately, Senior Brother Han's attack means are powerful, Feng Pu doesn't dare to step forward now, he can only use tentative consumption, Senior Brother Han won't be defeated!" said the Dan Sect Master in a similar way to himself.

"But you can't keep stalemate like this!" Ye Qingning shook his head slightly, but then his eyes froze, and his face was full of surprise: "Look, what is Senior Brother Han doing!"

The Sect Master of the Dan Sect raised his eyes to look over, but he saw that Han Ming was actually sitting directly on the fighting platform, and began to pinch a very strange and mysterious method in his hand, and at the same time, a large piece of cyan spiritual light slowly flowed out from Han Ming's closed eyes, like clear flowing water!

"What kind of trick is this, how have I never seen a starting style!" The Dan Sect Sect Master frowned tightly, his face was full of puzzlement, but there was a faint hint of expectation in his eyes, hoping that Han Ming could use some powerful means to break the deadlock.

The magic trick in his hand became faster and faster, and the cyan light flowing out of Han Ming's eyes became more and more, slowly enveloping his entire head, but the cyan flowing light was translucent, and people outside could still see Han Ming's general expression.

Han Ming's two eyelids trembled slightly, and he tried hard to open them, but he seemed to be restrained by something, and he couldn't open them, but a large area of cyan spiritual light kept pouring out!

"Open!" Han Ming let out a low snort, the bruises on his face were violent, and his two eyelids trembled violently, revealing a slight gap.

A large area of dazzling cyan aura burst out, instantly enveloping Han Ming inside, and the people around him could no longer see the scene inside, even the monk who was not far away also frowned slightly, as if he couldn't see the situation inside.

After two breaths, the cyan aura gradually dissipated, revealing Han Ming inside, everyone looked at it, and immediately took a slight breath, startled by Han Ming's appearance, two blood stains flowed out from the corners of Han Ming's eyes, all the way to the chin, and blood was constantly dripping.

Dusting the blood droplets on the clothes on his chest slightly, Han Ming laughed at himself, he still failed after all, he really wasn't a person who could create miracles, it was useless to hold Buddha's feet temporarily, he couldn't break through the second layer of the Blue Blind Heavenly Decision, reach the point of Tianqing, and open his eyes.

"However, where else can you hide now!" Han Ming grabbed a black bowl with one hand, raised his head, and faced a corner to the east, where Feng Pu was in that direction.

Feng Pu saw Han Ming's eyes dripping blood, and he looked at him directly, and his heart suddenly cooled, this Han Ming seemed to have discovered him!