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Xia Jiangang, who had just received the look of attention and returned to the audience, sat next to Ao Ling'er, showing off his performance of showing off his mighty performance on the ring, but saw Han Xue pulling Han Yu's hand on the left at the location of the disciple of Shangqing Palace on the left, walking towards him with Han Yu's hand.

"Hmph! Adult and slut, and you, a cool guy in black clothes, don't let me meet on the ring, otherwise Humph! You will die of ugly robbing the woman I value." Xia Jian stared at Han Yu coldly and said to himself.

It happened that Han Yu also saw Xia Jian staring at him coldly, and the two of them had sparks in the air.

"What are you staring at me from the Shushan Sword Sect? Since you are from the Shushan Sword Sect, Humph, don't let me meet on the ring, otherwise I will smash you with one punch if you have the cultivation level of your out-of-body stage." Han Yu retracted his eyes and sat down with Han Xue.

"Hmph!" Xia Jianhen gritted his teeth and used some force on his hands.

"Wu Ren, what are you doing?" Xia Jian forgot that he was still pinching Ao Ling'er's hand. When he heard Ao Ling'er's words, he quickly let go of his hand and apologized: "I didn't mean it, but I just saw that your hand seemed to squeeze out water with a light pinch. I accidentally used some force, hehe!"

"Then--then let it go! I won't forgive you next time I'm like this."

...

On the second arena

A cold man was wearing black clothes on his hands and looked back. Looking at the cultivator who was just a late stage of out-of-body out of his body, he said coldly: "Shangqing Palace - Han Yu."

Han Yu's voice made his opponent's body tremble slightly. The gap between one realm was too big. The strength of the two could not be equal to the late stage of distraction and late stage of physical outflow, except for Xia Jian's pervert.

"Yi Qianmen - Xiang Yukun, please show mercy to Brother Han Yu." Han Yu's opponent Xiang Yukun mustered up the courage to say to Han Yu. It was not that Xiang Yukun was too cowardly, but that the man in black in front of him was too cold, so cold that it made people breathless.

"Speak less of nonsense, the truth is revealed - the hand-binding decision." Han Yu was not interested in the opponent in front of him and directly made a magic trick.

Xiang Yukun then realized that his hands could hardly move, and couldn't help but sweat. He looked at Han Yu's fist hitting his face, but he couldn't avoid it, because Han Yu's fist was so fast. If he wanted to block Han Yu's fist, his hand was bound by Han Yu's magic tricks again. He looked helplessly at his face and Han Yu's fist in close contact.

"Peng!" A big fist blood mark was left on Xiang Yukun's face, and the man fell to the ground, almost unconscious. Han Yu turned around and walked off the ring.

"What a cool way to show off! Isn't it just a little higher in cultivation? When I meet me, I will still let you dance with a pole." Xia Jian stared at Han Yu who had just got off the ring.

"Niujizi, you are really good! I was still a disciple at the peak of the middle stage of the divine distraction yesterday, but today I actually entered the late stage of the divine distraction. In terms of cultivation, I guess I am the highest disciple at Niujizi!" Yu Xu told Qingxu, the Shangqing Palace, not far away nearby.

"Hey! Yes! My Demon Sect thought that bringing two disciples in the middle stage of the God Dispersion this time would make my Demon Sect feel more face. I don't expect that you have even released disciples in the late stage of the God Dispersion Palace. Alas! It seems that my Demon Sect has no hope this time!" Mei Jiuniang also sighed to Qingxu.

"Haha! Why has Mei Jiu Niang, the leader of the Demon Sect, not shown on any occasion for so many years?" Qingxu asked Mei Jiu Niang beside him.

"Our sect leader! He is very busy and has no time!" Mei Jiuniang's words were full of charm, but the old Taoist Qingxu would not take Mei Jiuniang's style.

"You Demon Sect disciples were very powerful in the ring before! Whenever you fight with the opponent, you will win easily in one round. Why are you still underestimating yourself?" Qingxu's old Taoist touched his beard and smiled at Mei Jiuniang.

"How dare you compare with you Shangqing Palace disciples!" Mei Jiu Niang was so humble once.

"Mei Jiuniang was joking, joking!" Old Taoist Qingxu hurriedly said.

...

On the second arena, Jianhun stared at the man with a ferocious face in front of him, and thought to himself with depression: "Why is my luck so bad! The first time I met a female cultivator in the middle stage of distraction, why can't I see through the cultivator with my cultivation level this time? Is my cultivation level really that low?"

The man in front of the sword soul looked like he gave a evil aura. The man bowed slightly and said to the sword soul: "Demon Sect - Ghost Dance, please give me advice."

Jianhun also bowed his body and said to Demon Ghost Wu: "Shushan Sword Sect - Sword Hun, please give me advice." After saying that, Jianhun directly summoned the Zi Ni Xian Sword and held it in his hand, staring at the every move of Demon Ghost Wu in front of him.

"Hi——Hey!——Ghost Wu is everywhere!" Gui Wu shouted loudly, his body began to move, his figure gradually became blurred, and Gui Wu's figure seemed to be left around the sword soul.

"What a quick body technique!" Jianhun sighed in his heart. With a wave of the purple-nien fairy sword in his hand, the purple sword shadow slowly wrapped the sword soul.

"Sword and shield - rise! Sword Dance Qingfeng!" The sword soul supported the sword and shield and directly used its trump card. The sword light of the Zi Ni Xian Sword attacked the phantom left by Guiwu around because of the speed of too fast.

"What a strong sword energy, it is worthy of being the treasure of the Shushan Sword Sect. Alas! I guess I lost this game." Gui Wu was still avoiding the attack of the sword soul in the narrow space of the ring.

"Shi Liu!" A purple sword energy cut through Gui Wu's black robe, leaving a blood mark that was not very deep on his arm.

"What a powerful sword technique, the sword technique of Shushan Sword Sect is indeed extraordinary." Ghost Wu gritted his teeth and stopped the blood marks on his hand. He saw that the sword soul did not stop due to Gui Wu's injury, and a sword shadow that was faster than before attacking Gui Wu.

Gui Wu soared into the air and narrowly avoided the attack of the sword soul. Gui Wu's body movement was indeed fast enough, otherwise it would not have been possible to avoid the attack of the sword soul.

"Ecstasy nail--." Gui Wu's body, which was staying in the air, suddenly turned around, and a large number of hidden weapons were shot out in his hand, and hundreds of ecstasy nails shot towards the sword shield on the sword soul.

"Ping Ping Ping Pong..." Gui Wu's ecstasy nails were all shot on the sword soul's sword and shield, and were blocked outside by the sword soul's sword and shield, making a ping Ping Pong sound.

The figure of the sword soul was not hindered by Gui Wu's ecstasy nail. It also rose into the air like Gui Wu. It held the sword in both hands and slashed at Huashan with one move, and slashed towards Gui Wu's face.

"Dingdang!" "Peng!"

Gui Wu took out a magic weapon of the water-dividing spurt to block the Zi Ni Xian Sword in Jianhun's hand, but he didn't want to make a crisp sound. The water-dividing spurt in Gui Wu's hand broke from the handle, and the sword energy of the sword soul also attacked Gui Wu, who had been avoided at the same time. Gui Wu was just falling on the ring and making a sound of blond.

There is no doubt that the sword soul won.
Chapter completed!