"Huaiyin Han Xin, I have never heard of it..."

Lei Yun hugged his arms and his chest, with a very arrogant expression, and his eyes swept around Han Xin. He found that the boy's clothes were not necessarily worth a few sword coins together. He was dressed extremely shabby. Even the sword in Han Xin's hand also had a trace of rust, which was obviously not a weapon. Moreover, Han Xin's aura was not very strong. At least for Lei Yun, this boy was worthless at all.

So Lei Yun smiled arrogantly and said: "Boy, you dare to attend the sword-taking conference like this. The little toad wants to eat swan meat. With your qualifications, can you hold the Lingxi sword? Moreover, Princess Yan Yao's identity is so precious. How could she marry a poor boy like you who is notorious? Hahaha, go back to your Huaiyin, this place is not where you should be."

Faced with the aggressiveness of Lei Yun, Han Xin was slightly angry, raised his hand and pulled up the iron sword behind him, and said with a firm word: "I, Han Xin, are a real man, stand in the world and only want to have a clear conscience. I respect Princess Yan Yao and have no idea of ​​being the husband of Princess Yan Yao. However, I have read military books since I was a child, and my mind and character have been cultivated. I only want to become the general under the throne of Yan and give advice to the Yan army in order to find a place where heroes can be used."

"What."

Lei Yun was slightly shocked, and immediately showed a disdainful look, and said with a smile: "Don't Lingxi Sword, don't Princess Yan Yao, you only want to be the General of Yan State, hahaha, it's interesting, then come on, let me see how much you, a kid who is familiar with military books, and whether you can dominate the world on the horse's back."

As he said that, the thunder cloud urged the valley power to its peak state, with flames floating above his arms, with palms facing the sky, and a lilac flame burning. Obviously, his power did not leave any room for anything, as if he wanted to kill Han Xin in one blow, because Lei Yun felt that he seemed a little humble in front of Han Xin, which was a very unbearable thing.

...

“Honghonghong…”

The flames surged, and the thunder clouds had murderous intent in their eyes, while Han Xin stood calmly in place, slowly placing the iron sword across his chest. Suddenly, the long sword was unsheathed and its sharpness was revealed. Compared with the scabbard and the rust on the hilt of the sword hilt, the sword edge was definitely a sharp weapon. From a distance, Ye Yang could already feel that this sword was at least a seventh-grade weapon.

"Ziyu, do you think Han Xin can beat Thunder Cloud?" Zhang Tianhe asked,

Ye Yang smiled, no answer,

Wang Lie said, "Thunder Yun is old and has been practicing for many years and is already at the ninth level of the earth. I am afraid that Han Xin will be in danger. Lei Yun seems to want to kill him."

Ye Yang smiled again,

Zhao Yun asked: "What are the young master laughing at?"

Ye Yang pointed at the distance: "The King of Yan fell off his chair..."

Several people hate chills,

...

At this moment, on the ring, Lei Yun had already taken action and slapped Han Xin with a roar. The palm wind was cold, and Han Xin actually retreated violently and his body sank. A beautiful iron bridge perfectly avoided the opponent's attack. The flamed palm wind fell down and fell off the stage, but was offset by the shield array protecting the ring.

For the safety of the audience, Yan State had already invited the starry sky-level powerhouse to create this magic array. Eight high-level monster cores were embedded in the array eye, providing energy, so that no energy on the ring could be leaked, and even unable to attack the audience below.

"Mom, I dare to hide."

Thunder Cloud missed a blow, became angry and embarrassed. He raised his right leg and fell down with a heavy blow.

"Hey."

Han Xin shouted lightly, slapped the ground with one palm, floated back, and then stepped on the ground with one foot, pressing the flames of the thunder clouds into the ground. At the same time, the sword was officially unsheathed, and the light in the sword edge was flying, which was actually a series of powers of the starry sky.

"Oh my God..."

Lei Yun called out secretly, and he never thought that this unknown boy was actually a powerful man at the Starry Sky level. Although he looked at at least the first level of the Starry Sky level, the gap between the Starry Sky and the Earth powerhouse was like a trench, which was definitely unpredictable by Lei Yun.

"Click."

With a heavy sword, Han Xin shattered the flame shield condensed from the thunder cloud's palms. He looked stern. After he approached, he raised his left leg and kicked the other party's abdomen.

"Bang."

With just one kick, Lei Yun had already bleeded blood and retreated wildly. He was attacked by the opponent's starry sky force. The Qi on the surface of Lei Yun's body instantly dissipated and had no way to resist.

Han Xin chuckled, held the sword and said respectfully: "I've given up."

Lei Yun's eyes showed fierce light, but he did not admit defeat. His body suddenly sank, and his right fist carried a strong flame. He attacked and killed him while Han Xin was unprepared.

"I still dare not repent,"

Han Xin shouted angrily, then retreated, raised his knee and knocked Lei Yun's palms away, and then blew heavily on Lei Yun's back with the back of the sword. With a muffled groan, Lei Yun was hit hard and fell softly to the ground. Han Xin raised his foot and kicked it gently. Lei Yun fell off the stage and was seriously injured, but Han Xin did not kill him, which was already quite fortunate.

...

Yu Wen Shang was standing by the side of Taiwan and shouted loudly: "In this competition, Han Xin from Huaiyin won the competition, and Lei Yun lost."

In the audience, countless people were sighing, and several big men were talking to each other and said in a deep voice: "This boy named Han Xin really got the courage of Xiong Xin. Even General Xiang Yu dared to hurt him. Well, if he fell into Xiang Yu's hands, I really don't know how miserable the fate would be."

The beautiful women in Zhao State in front of Ye Yang and others were rippling again, pulling their chests and throwing their eyes at the stage frequently, and laughing: "Oh, that boy Han Xin of Huaiyin is so handsome. He is so young that he is already a strong man in the starry sky, much better than the few incompetent generals behind us..."

Zhang Tianhe grinned and held back his anger.

Wang Lie almost wanted to drag a knife to kill several beautiful women, but Ye Yang stopped them with his eyes.

At this moment, Zhao Yun pointed to the stage and said in a deep voice: "Young Master, look, someone has come on stage to challenge it. Even though he knows that Han Xin is a strong man in the starry sky, there are still people who dare to challenge it. Tsk tsk, this sword-taking conference is indeed a crouching tiger and hidden dragon..."

Zhang Tianhe frowned and said, "Hey, this challenger seems to look familiar."

Ye Yang's eyes suddenly shone brightly and he shouted: "Peng Cheng,."

...

Sure enough, the phantom flew onto the stage, and it was Peng Cheng, who left the Peng family of the Fire God clan. He was holding a sharp sword in his hand, and a proud and unrestrained expression on the corner of his mouth. He looked at Han Xin and smiled and said, "Let me challenge you."

Han Xinran was proudly: "Who are you?"

"Shura Palace Gate, Peng Cheng." Peng Cheng said proudly,

Suddenly, Ye Yang's eyes gradually shrouded in golden light, and the dark red fire god armor began to radiate hot flame energy. Some of the warriors of Yan Kingdom around retreated, just because it was too hot.
Chapter completed!