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Han Ying sent out a wind blade first, and a magic weapon in his hand flew behind the wind blade.

Zhang Hao lost the opportunity but did not panic, the silver sword flew up and defeated the wind blade and repelled the magic weapon.

Han Ying didn't seem to care about the power of the silver sword, and even took two steps forward, and the magic control weapon continued to attack, and made up for another wind blade assist.

Seeing her fierceness, Zhang Hao took a step back after blocking the attack.

Han Ying used the standard weapon of the Cold Mountain Sect, and collided with the silver sword twice, letting out a wailing sound.

Zhang Hao was overjoyed: See if you dare to be reckless.

However, Han Ying seemed to ignore the damage of the weapon, and continued to take two steps forward and continue to attack.

Zhang Hao avoided its edge first, then took a step back, the two swords intersected, and Han Ying's magic weapon made a louder wail, and it was estimated that it would be broken if it came again.

Suddenly, an ice pick protruded from under his feet, and he screamed, taking a step to dodge but before he could do so, the hard ice edge stabbed in his ass.

Fortunately, thanks to the vajra protection, Bing Ling did not burst into the chrysanthemum, but it also hurt him so much that he lost the silver sword, and jumped with his hands on his buttocks.

Due to the cold poison of the ice pick, this action seems so slow, and covering the ass seems so funny.

The spirit disciples in the audience burst into laughter, this Zhang Hao is only a disciple who has just started this year, and he occupies a position with sharp weapons, so naturally no one in the same sect will admire him.

The old man in charge of the ring shook his head and announced that Han Ying had won.

Han Lin stood up, waved his fist and said, "Ying girl is amazing, fight for my Han family, that kid is showing off his power with a good sword, I can't get used to him for a long time." ”

Zhang Yun, who was sitting next to her, frowned deeply, and her face was cold, but remembering that this little junior sister had always been open-mouthed, she may not have the intention to target the Zhang family, so she snorted coldly and did not speak.

Zhang Hao stepped down in disgrace, and Han Ying stayed on stage.

It stands to reason that Han Ying defeated Zhang Hao by tricks, and her ability may not be stronger than the one who lost to Zhang Hao in the front, but the one who came to power later did not challenge her, thinking that she admired her wit.

A disciple of the Zhang family refused to accept it and came to the stage to challenge her.

Han Ying sacrificed the natal spirit sword this time to fight, a shining iron sword.

"Wow, this seems to be an iron essence refining, although it is not as good as silver essence, it is also a rare material that is difficult to find. ”

"That's right, Senior Sister Han has rich experience in dealing with the enemy, and her weapons are better than Senior Brother Zhang, so she is probably won. ”

In fact, Senior Sister Han didn't have a lot of experience in battle, but Senior Brother Zhang was not very good, and when she saw her weapon, she was a little weaker, so she lost unexpectedly.

Han Lin got up from her seat again, and waved her little fist higher: "Ying girl is powerful, the Han family is mighty, how can the Zhang family be the opponent of my Han family." ”

Zhang Yunhuo stood up and said coldly: "How can the junior competition still involve the Zhang family and the Han family, your Han family doesn't dare to go on stage every year, even if you go on stage, you have never won the ranking, how can you dare to say that you are better than my Zhang family after winning two games today?"

Han Lin actually didn't mean to slander the Zhang family, just because Han Ying's two opponents were from the Zhang family, and she said it casually for a while, but now she was topped by Zhang Yun, and she knew that she was at a loss, but she still said stiffly: "I said that this year, the Han family is more powerful than the Zhang family, who else in the Zhang family can beat Han Ying?"

Han Ying's strength was displayed, and the spirit disciples of the Zhang family really couldn't find an opponent who could fight with her.

Zhang Yun Senran said: "Earlier, when there were many foundation building monks in the Hanshan Sect, this big competition can include the competition of foundation building monks, I have itchy hands now, I don't know if the Han family dares to compete with me, otherwise the Han family said that the little junior sister said that the Han family is more powerful than the Zhang family, please take back the original words." ”

Her words were a performance of sound transmission, and there was silence on and off the stage, obviously shocked by her words.

Han Lin's eyes swept towards the two senior brothers, one of the senior brothers looked away, and the other lowered his head and didn't dare to look at her.

Zhang Yun is not only the leader of the Zhang family's monks, but also the leader of the Hanshan faction's monks, although she is a woman, she is resolute and resolute not to let her eyebrows, although the two senior brothers of the Han family are both in the middle stage of foundation building, they know that they are not her opponents, even if they come to power, they are ugly.

Han Lin stood tall and took out the silver sword and said, "Why don't you dare." ”

Zhang Yun saw that the silver sword emitted a shining silver light, but he was indifferent, but a few old men choked for a while, as if they were regretting that they had wasted such a good material as silver essence.

Although the head of the house felt that it was inappropriate, what Zhang Yun said was reasonable, and it was not good to use the right to stop them, so he had to personally control the formation of the martial arts platform, and no one was allowed to be injured.

This competition seems to be a replica of the one between Han Ying and Zhang Hao.

Zhang Yun also used an ordinary spirit sword, with both hands and wind blades in unison, plus a burst of spirit sword attack, Han Lin held the sword to block and take a step back, Zhang Yun stepped on the first two steps and did not relax another round of attack, Han Lin took another step back, but he really ate an ice pick.

Although his feet crushed the ice edges, his face was blue and poisoned.

Zhang Yun didn't take the opportunity to cast a spell, waiting for her cold poison to force back, and attack again.

Han Lin really didn't have any combat experience, and he couldn't exert the power of a good sword, but he was hit by an ice pick again.

She knew that she was no match for her, so she threw away her weapon and surrendered.

Zhang Yun stood in the middle of the ring and said proudly: "Little junior sister, do you take back what you just said? Or change it, the Han family is not comparable to the Zhang family." ”

Han Lin opened his mouth, wanting to say a word from Laipi, but he couldn't find the words.

Suddenly, someone in the audience said: "That's not necessarily, it's not a game to win or lose, Senior Sister Han played two games just now, let me meet Uncle Zhang." ”

It was Han Han who spoke, and he flew onto the stage freely and entered the middle of the ring.

There was an uproar on and off the stage, a spirit disciple in the Qi training period dared to challenge the immortal master in the foundation building period, even if he could assimilate the level compared to Wutai, he could have a large level of comprehension in the foundation building period, and he would have a more thorough comprehension of the spells in the Qi training period.

Just like an adult fights a child, even if an adult uses the same strength as a child, it is impossible for a child to beat an adult.

Zhang Yun looked solemn, she had studied Han Han for a long time, she had a plot against him before, but she didn't succeed, she knew that she was inferior in terms of strength when she entered the competition platform to fight with him.

But how could she retreat at this time, of course, she didn't think she would lose, but she just paid a little more attention to him, and she sacrificed her natal spirit sword.

This is a dull inky black spirit sword, which looks inconspicuous, but in fact, the value of the materials it refines is not inferior to silver essence.

When Han Han entered the light curtain of the ring, his heart was relieved, the mana on his body was still as exquisite and profound as before, as long as Zhang Yun's cultivation was assimilated with him, it would be difficult for him to lose.

He elegantly stretched out one hand and said, "Please teach me." ”

The audience on the stage was fascinated by his demeanor at this moment, pretending to be so chic and handsome, even if he was beaten by Zhang Yun and vomited blood, it was worth it, but the elders in the foundation building period had one more question, why did Zhang Yun even sacrifice the natal spirit sword?

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