City tour of the master of cultivation

Long Bi looked at the gorgeous Mu Xian who was standing on the challenge arena and sighed: "master? For Xianxian, it's just a matter of course. "

After hearing this, Li Jing and Yao Yun can't help but look at each other and see the shock in each other's eyes. What kind of demonic talent does Mu Xian have? You know, it's a master. There are more than one billion people in China, but there are only five or six people who can become great masters. Any one of them is the existence of a national treasure.

The martial arts of the master has broken through the secular category. With a single blow, the mountains and rivers will reach their peak, and the sun and moon will be eclipsed.

The terror of the master can be seen in general.

However, long said that it was only natural for mu Xian Xian to become a great master, which broke the world outlook of Li Jing and Yao Yun.

They took a deep breath and stopped talking. They focused on the Muxian on the stage, trying to find out what was strange about Muxian.

The martial artists in each Academy under the challenge arena are also very curious. They wonder what the Muxian fairy has. He will fight on behalf of Longcheng monastery and win the fourth place for Longcheng monastery.

There are also people looking to Jiang Han, the real core of Longcheng monastery, because Jiang Han has not moved up to now. Doesn't he want to enter the first round final?

Among all the people's doubts, Jiang Han jumped up, and his figure was as elegant as a banished immortal, which caused many female warriors to scream.

However, the faces of the people in the monasteries of central and southern provinces are not very good-looking, because the challenge arena that Han jumps to is not the empty challenge arena, but the challenge arena where Yue Wen, the leader of the monasteries of central and southern provinces, is located!

Looking at the cold face of the expressionless jump to himself, standing on the challenge arena Yue Wen face suddenly very ugly.

Jiang Han, this is a statement!

At the bottom of the martial arts suddenly realized that the southwest province monastery can only have two places!

Longcheng monastery, five places!

Jiang Han's choice is really domineering. Fang Wenjun's face is dignified and incomparable. So are several other courtyard captains. Jiang Han's move is undoubtedly a warning to all the monasteries present. Longcheng monastery is the boss! I'm the one who deserves it.

If other monasteries want to go further and get more places, they must ask Longcheng monastery!

"Brother Jiang, what do you mean?"

Yue Wen clenched his fist and asked in a deep voice. He was a bit awe inspiring when he took the cold personally.

"Monasteries in southwest province, two places are enough!"

All four of them were shocked by this remark!

Will cold this word then humiliate undoubtedly, humiliate southwest province monastery.

"Arrogance Yue Wen snorted coldly, and his eyes were burning with anger. "Jiang Han, how many places should I take for the monasteries in Southwest China? When will you evaluate them! Don't think you're going to win two championships, don't you? "

"Invincible, maybe."

He laughs at the cold and elegant, but does not deny it.

Yakuang!

Refined and arrogant!

This is the cold, the real cold!

"Hum, that's good. I'll learn about your invincibility today."

Yue Wenqing gave a drink, and a powerful cultivation burst out from him. He took out his own long sword, and the nearly 100 meter challenge arena was filled with extremely sharp sword spirit.

The eyes of several martial artists who came to the stage where Yue Wen was located were slightly fixed. Yue Wen's strength was obviously very strong, and he had a deep understanding of Dao Dao Dao. Otherwise, there would not be such a strong Dao Qi in the challenge arena.

However, Jiang Han, who was standing opposite Yue Wen, was still motionless. The wind was light and the clouds were light. It seemed that Yue Wen's sharp Sabre Qi was like air to him.

Yue Wen clenched the handle of the knife. He stepped forward and struck the cold like lightning.

Will cold light a smile, lightly a jump, a strong to extreme strength then beat out from his hand, in the air formed a round of air bomb.

Invisible and deadly!

Yue Wen felt the terror of the air bombs. He waved his knife to block it. With one knife, he broke the air bombs. The air bombs turned into waves, just like a strong wind in the plain.

"Bang"

"bang"

Yue Wen smashed three air bombs in succession, which made his mouth numb.

But there will be cold but still very relaxed, as if playing like, casually hit a gas bomb, Yue Wen waved a few knives, but even close to his body can not.

"Yue Wen is going to lose." A warrior murmured. Everyone could see that Yue Wen and Jiang Han were not on the same level at all.

"What is the cultivation of Han? Yue Wen is a warrior in the middle period of Hua Jin, who is close to the later period of Hua Jin. He can't even get close to General Han."

"I don't know, but I know that in the last term, there was a peerless warrior in the later period of Huajin who was defeated by Jiang Han. After two years, I don't know what level Jiang Han has reached, because he hasn't done his best since he took part in the competition."

"Dielang Dao Jue!"

Unable to bear the humiliation, Yue Wen finally used his unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box. Layers of knife Qi visible to the naked eye formed waves and rushed towards the cold. Each knife Qi was extremely sharp, and ordinary people would die if they touched it.But Jiang Han was still calm and light. He pulled out a playful smile from the corner of his mouth. Then he stepped forward, pushed his slender palm forward, and all the waves were scattered without touching him.

"Poof"

hit the cold invisible palm on Yue Wen's chest, and Yue Wen flew out directly, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid air.

"Defeated..."

Several monks of the southwest provincial monastery under the stage murmured bitterly. Although they had long expected that the cold would be defeated, they did not expect that the cold would be defeated so thoroughly.

"You are really invincible."

"Yes, Yue Wen is also a middle-term warrior, but he can't even let the young master have the right to fight."

"It's really lucky for Longcheng monastery to have such a great talent as a general."

There is a sound of flattery under the stage, which brings Han's reputation to the boiling point for a while. All the martial arts praise him.

"Longcheng monastery, General Han, is here today to defend the challenge. I hope you will give me your advice."

Standing on the high platform, he holds his fist and opens his mouth quietly. His handsome appearance looks like a superstar of the emperor.

There is no doubt that no one dares to move.

Will cold smile, become bamboo in the chest.

In the middle of Huajin, Yue Wen was defeated by him. Who else dares to fight him?

Maybe, snake boy? Thinking about the cold, he turns his playful eyes on Zhou Yi, and the warriors in the field follow the cold's eyes one after another.

He found that Zhou Yi was standing in the crowd with an ancient sword on his back, arms in his hands, and no expression on his face.

"I almost forgot that he is the real target of Jiang Han."

"Even Yuewen was defeated by young master Jiang. I'm afraid that this young man, who is not as old as Yuewen in terms of seniority and age, will not dare to take the stage again."

"If he doesn't go on stage, he's still a hero. If he goes on stage, he's nothing."

Everyone is watching Zhou Yi, waiting for him to make a decision.

Fan Yao's beautiful eyes are also staring at Zhou Yi's pretty face, wondering whether Zhou Yi dares to fight with Jiang Han, who is about to become a God.

Among all the people's attention, Zhou Yi walked to the challenge arena.

In the eyes of all the martial arts, there was a flash of excitement. The two kings were going to fight each other after all!

"Well, you didn't let me down."

Jiang Han looks at Zhou Yi, who is a few years younger than him, and speaks faintly.

Can you shake your head, Zhou Yi Nan, please

Words fall, people move!

Zhou Yi set off like a thunderbolt, leaving only a faint shadow in place.

Cold eyes micro coagulation, quickly hit a few air bombs, want to block Zhou Yi's progress.

But he obviously thinks too much. Zhou Yi is neither Yue Wen nor comparable to Yue Wen. With one blow, he smashes several air bombs. For Yue Wen, the powerful air bombs can't stop Zhou Yi.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yi came to Jiang Han. His iron fist waved to Jiang Han's pretty face. This fist was full of powerful force. Rao Shi didn't dare to block him.

He stepped back, and a layer of colorless energy gushed out of his body. When Zhou Yi's fist came, the cold energy automatically poured into Zhou Yi's fist.

Zhou Yi only felt that his fists seemed to fall into a swamp in an instant. He moved very slowly and put a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He jumped up and stepped on Zhou Yi's head with his big feet, obviously trying to step on Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi disdains a smile, the iron fist suddenly accelerates, the instant earned broke the cold strength.

Jiang Han is so surprised that he wants to take back his feet, but it's too late. Zhou Yi's iron fist hits Jiang Han's calf bone.

Cold city will face drastic change, a feeling of pain from his calf, he even felt his calf to break in general.

Zhou Yi didn't give Jiang Han a chance to react. He continued to bully him.

Will be cold busy back, leg slightly lame, look a little strange.

This curtain fell in the eyes of all the martial artists under the stage, which made them look strange. How could they limp in just one round?

Will cold's complexion is not very good-looking, instantly lost before the wind light cloud light elegant appearance.

"I think I underestimated you."

The cold star eye has the essence light to flash but pass, he drew out a long sword from the waist to say slowly.

"It's a medium quality sword." Zhou Yi murmured in his heart, wondering whether the weapons equipped with Han, the pride of heaven, were magic weapons or attack weapons.

"In the last martial arts competition, I used this Qiushui sword to defeat the Huajin later martial arts player whose accomplishments were one level higher than mine. Zhou Yi, you are very lucky and worth my efforts."

Jiang Han's tone is calm, as if he is giving alms to Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi can't help but roll his eyes. He hates those people who have to fight for a long time. His motto is, what can be solved with fist, never with mouth!

So Zhou Yi moves. When Jiang Han still wants to chatter, his immortal boxing evolved from Da Yan's decision, with the power of taking pictures of the sky and the earth, narrows his pupils and stabs his autumn water sword at Zhou Yi's chest like lightning.