At the end of the eighth round, it was already afternoon, and there were only 292 people left on the four martial arts platforms.
These nearly 300 people were divided into 146 games for the ninth round of competition at the same time. At this point, every competition was highly anticipated.
In this round, Mu Han's opponent turned out to be a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, with handsome features and an air of childishness still lingering on his face.
However, his cultivation level has reached the first level of Life Spring.
It turned out to be Senior Brother Mu Han.
The young man actually knew Mu Han. After his feet landed, his eyes lit up as soon as he saw him. He clasped his fists shyly and bowed to salute, saying: My name is Nie An. I am a disciple of Shenxiao Tianzong. I can compete with senior brother Mu Han on the same stage.
, it’s my honor, please be merciful to me, senior brother.
Easy to say.
Seeing this, Mu Han nodded with a half-smile, but the moment he finished speaking, the killing sword rushed out of Mu Han's eyebrows, and the blood-red aura condensed by the evil spirit was like a rolling wave, sweeping towards Nie An who was more than ten meters away.
And left. Almost at the same moment when Mu Han took action, four sharp black sword energies shot out from between the fingers of Nie An's fists, directly hitting Mu Han on the opposite side.
Senior Brother Mu Han, you actually made a sneak attack?
The sword energy was like a rainbow, but it was instantly submerged in the thick evil aura. Nie An was startled and couldn't help shouting, his voice becoming a bit sharp due to anger.
Junior brother Nie An, each other.
Mu Han laughed, and the killing sword hidden in the evil aura buzzed violently. After four crisp collision sounds, Nie An's four sword auras turned into powder. But the killing sword did not have any traces at all.
He paused and shot towards Nie An's chest like lightning.
Along with the killing sword, there was a strong evil spirit.
Mu Han, I will not admit defeat.
The evil spirit rolled around like a sea of blood. It pressed forward crazily. Nie An felt that his whole body was about to be suffocated. He roared angrily and waved his hands at an astonishing speed. Black sword energy lingered in the void, criss-crossing.
, intertwined into a thick sword net.
Unfortunately, Nie An's struggle had no effect. In an instant, a streak of blood-red light broke through the sword net and continued to stab Nie An's chest.
When Nie An saw this, he was shocked and turned pale. His body quickly retreated towards the light curtain surrounding the round platform.
It is forbidden to kill people in the Tianzong Martial Arts Association, but it is not forbidden to hurt others. If a skull is stabbed in the chest by that fierce sword, it may not be possible to recover even after half a year of training.
Junior Brother Nie An, in the face of absolute strength, any small tricks are in vain.
Hearing Mu Han's heartfelt words, Nie An's handsome face suddenly turned red, as if he was a little angry. But when he saw his body melting into the curtain of light, Mu Han ignored him. With a thought, the killing sword restrained the evil aura. He replied.
Arrive at Zixu Shrine.
By the time Mu Han returned to Wutai, nearly half of the more than 140 competitions had ended.
There were more than 20 Wuji Tianzong disciples around Mu Han, including Xiao Suying, Gong Hao, Liu Fan, Wang Lan, Lin Hongyan, Yue Zheng and others. When ten minutes later, the ninth round was completely
At the end, the number of Wuji Tianzong disciples on the martial platform increased to forty-two.
The remaining monks, except for Mu Han, who only has the second-level disciple of Mingquan, are all Tianji disciples whose cultivation has exceeded the third-level of Mingquan. The remaining three martial arts platforms include Shenxiao, Yulong and Lingbao.
Almost all the disciples of the three major heavenly sects are monks in the Life Spring Realm.
Only the Shenxiao Celestial Sect in the west still has two disciples of the seventh level of Xuantai.
In the next round of competition, those two people will definitely be eliminated.
The tenth round of competition begins...
Half an hour later, Xiao Yixian's words were like huge rocks thrown into the lake, and the surroundings of Tianji Plaza, which had just calmed down a little, became boiling again.
call!
Amidst the slight sound of breaking through the air, Mu Han fell on the round platform.
At the same time, a woman in purple clothes appeared opposite him. She was twenty-four or five years old, with beautiful appearance, face like white jade, and skin like gelatin, but her face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice.
Mu Han!
The moment she saw Mu Han, the face of the woman in purple seemed to be a little more chilled.
Life Spring Seventh Heaven?
Mu Han also judged the woman's cultivation level in an instant, and his expression suddenly became a little more solemn. Until now, the Tianzong Martial Arts Tournament has been going on, and this woman is still the most powerful monk he has ever encountered, and was Mu Han's opponent before.
, the one with the highest cultivation level is only the Thunder Tiger from the fourth level of Life Spring.
Mu Han, I didn’t expect to meet you here. It’s pretty good that you’ve made it this far. However, this tenth round is your end!
The woman in purple raised her eyebrows slightly and sneered, "Remember my name, Yulong Tianzong Zi Lanshan, so that if you lose, you don't know who lost it. One last thing, I heard that you forced Ji Yunchan to do it."
I took out Taiyi Xuanso Dan', 'True Flame Red Lotus' and 'Wu Ming Floating Wave Sword', and they did a good job.
Zi Lanshan and Ji Yunchan are at odds?
This thought just flashed in Mu Han's mind, and a snow-white long sword appeared out of thin air in Zi Lanshan's hand. The moment the sword appeared, the temperature in the area of more than ten meters around the round platform dropped sharply, as if two
The place where the person stood suddenly turned into a bone-chilling ice cellar.
Zi Lanshan snorted coldly, her wrists trembled slightly, and in an instant, an icy chill penetrated the void and came to Mu Han.
Wow!
Mu Han's reaction was not slow at all. Almost at the same moment, there was a sound of water flowing inside his body.
Immediately afterwards, a spring and autumn sword with brilliant purple meaning was quickly condensed from the true essence in Mu Han's palm. Zi Lanshan is a master with the seventh-level cultivation of Life Spring, and the evil aura of the killing sword can hardly affect her will.
Naturally, she cannot use the previous method in fighting.
boom!
A thunderous sound shook the void. Mu Han raised his long sword, and the tip of the sword was like a streak of purple lightning, piercing the icy air that shot out. The same thunder prison power combined with the thunder sword technique could be used by Mu Han now
When expanded, the power has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Thunder roared around the blade, electric snakes wrapped around it, and the force that spread out became extremely violent. When the blade was thrust out, it seemed to be able to tear any obstacle to pieces.
However, upon seeing Mu Han's actions, a faint sneer appeared on the corners of Zi Lanshan's lips.
laugh!
Just when the tip of the Chunqiu sword broke the cold air, the snow-white long sword in Zi Lanshan's hand suddenly exploded, and a thick ice mist filled crazily. In an instant, the space of more than ten meters in radius was filled with
It was frozen, and the round platform seemed to have turned into a huge icicle.
As for Mu Han, before he even had time to react, he turned into a sculpture embedded in an icicle. His body still maintained the posture of stabbing forward with a knife. Zi Lanshan's body seemed to have turned into a sculpture.
Wisps of purple cloud smoke flowed rapidly inside the icicle, approaching Mu Han.
On the square platform, seeing this scene, Fu Jian couldn't help but smile and said: Sect Master Sikong, this disciple of the Yulong Tianzong is very good. He has mastered the 'Xuanbing Sword Art' and has the seventh level of Life Spring.
There are probably not many people in the world who can escape.
Just because there aren't many people who can escape, doesn't mean there aren't any.
Sikong Ruyi smiled slightly and said, although the little guy Mu Han was blocked by the 'Xuan Bing Sword Technique', it does not mean that he has lost the ability to fight back. After a slight pause, Sikong Ruyi's charming eyes looked towards No.
Xiao Yixian in the distance, Sect Leader Xiao, am I right?
Sect Master Sikong...
Before Xiao Yixian finished speaking, his voice suddenly stopped. At this moment, the situation on the round platform suddenly changed.
Buzz!
Inside the huge icicle, the Spring and Autumn sword buzzed fiercely, and the gorgeous purple light bloomed from the blade, and then was refracted by the surrounding ice crystals, making it even more dazzling. At this moment, countless eyes were watching the competition between other monks.
They were all attracted to this round platform.
Click!
Amidst the crisp crackling sound, several huge cracks appeared in the icicle. The next moment, the long knife in Mu Han's hand actually lit up with blazing purple fireworks, and the fierce and fierce heat flowed along the cracks.
As the light spread, the surrounding icicles began to melt rapidly.
After noticing something strange around Mu Han, the purple smoke swam a little faster.
Xuanbing Wuji, Bingxin Ningjian!
A moment later, Zi Lanshan's cold scolding sound suddenly sounded, and the snow-white long sword that had exploded into ice mist unexpectedly came out of the purple smoke strangely, and then passed through the hard icicle like a white streamer, with lightning speed.
He covered his ears and stabbed Mu Han who was a few meters away.
boom!
But in the next moment, Mu Han's right wrist was raised suddenly, and countless brilliant purple sword lights exploded in all directions. Amidst the deafening thunder, the huge icicle shattered instantly, and was immediately struck by each sword.
The fiery meaning wrapped in the awn melted away completely.
When the light returned to the round platform, the purple smoke seemed to have lost its support and turned into a purple figure again, with a hint of surprise between the brows.
Zi Lanshan, take a stab at me!
Mu Han shouted loudly, his body leaped up, and the spring and autumn sword surrounded by blazing fireworks fell from the sky towards Zi Lanshan's head. The violent thunder seemed to explode the entire space.
The huge sword light burst out, cutting the void into two halves.
This sword is simple, without any fancy movements. Anyone can see its trajectory clearly, but it integrates the thunder prison power, the thunder sword technique, the thunder net Zhengfa, the thunder cloud storm, and the thunder Ji sound gang.
, even the body of the sword contains the fierce Yaolong True Fire, which is extremely powerful.
The violent and scorching breath surged wantonly, filling the round platform in an instant, completely driving away the coldness.
Zi Lanshan's face changed slightly, her wrist sank, and the snow-white sword that was stabbing Mu Han suddenly turned upwards. The ice mist in the sky penetrated the tip of the sword like an arrow from the string, and hit Mu Han's sword hard. But then
The moment the two touched, Zi Lanshan's expression changed again, and her delicate body flew back. (To be continued)
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