Su Yanyue stretched out his hand and patted Su Jinyue's shoulder, "Don't worry, you have to believe in Zhan Yihan." He looked at Zhan Yihan on the stage. If Zhan Yihan even Feng Hao can't beat him, let him too. disappointed.

Zhan Yihan glanced at Feng Hao's ring, and began to be cautious. Seeing Feng Hao's short knife attacking, he also took out the short knife that Su Jinyue gave him. This short knife was bought when he and Jin Yue went to the Liuli Factory. Although it looked a little rusty on the surface, its sharpness was not comparable to that of ordinary cold weapons.

The short knives of the two collided together, and they made a sound of "clang!"

Then, the short knife in Feng Hao's hand broke in two, "Da Da!" With a sound, the upper half of the short knife fell to the ground.

Feng Hao looked at the short knife in his hand in surprise. This short knife was obtained together in the ancient tomb where he obtained the exercise method, and it was a magic weapon for cutting iron like mud. But I didn't expect that it was cut off by Zhan Yihan's short knife. Wouldn't the short knife in Zhan Yihan's hand be sharper?

Feng Hao felt very happy when he thought that he had killed Zhan Yihan and that the short knife belonged to him. Killing Zhan Yihan can not only get a powerful soul, but also a magic weapon. That is the biggest gain today.

Seeing that the black energy overflowing from the ring had entered Zhan Yihan's body, a pleasant smile appeared on the corner of Feng Hao's mouth. He now only needs to wait for his own death energy to restrain Zhan Yihan's soul, and he can kill Zhan Yihan and draw his soul directly.

Zhan Yihan felt the black qi entering his body, and hurriedly ran his true qi to fight the black qi. His current strength is the fourth level of Qi refining, which is equivalent to the late stage of the Profound Rank among ancient martial arts practitioners.

The internal air flow continuously collided with the black energy entering the body, forming a duel state in Zhan Yihan's body.

Seeing that Zhan Yihan was not affected by his black energy, Feng Hao was a little surprised, and at the same time he kept letting the ring overflow with black energy. He is not an ordinary ancient martial arts practitioner, since he obtained the practice exercises in the ancient tomb, he began to practice day and night. How could an ordinary ancient martial arts practitioner like Zhan Yihan be his opponent.

The battle didn't stop because the black energy entered Zhan Yihan's body. The two of you came and went, Feng Hao had no weapons, and soon fell into success. Zhan Yihan had already cut several holes in his body.

Feng Hao's heart became more and more anxious. Why hasn't Zhan Yihan responded yet? His lifelessness shouldn't be useless.

A **** color flew up, and Feng Hao's arm was cut off by the dagger in Zhan Yihan's hand, and he threw it high, and soon fell to the ground.

Feng Hao looked at Zhan Yihan in shock, anger, and disbelief. "You are also a cultivator." If it weren't for Zhan Yihan, how could he not be affected by those black auras.

Zhan Yihan did not answer Feng Hao's question, and the short knife in his hand attacked Feng Hao.

"I give up!" Feng Hao shouted loudly.

The short knife in Zhan Yihan's hand has reached Feng Hao's neck, how could it stop there. And he had already decided to kill Feng Hao, how could he let him go.

Feng Hao only felt a cold in his throat, and then another hot, "You!" He looked at Zhan Yihan with great anger, he had already given up on Zhan Yihan but did not stop.

Red blood spurted out and spattered on the ground to form patches of blood. Feng Hao's eyes widened, looking angry and unwilling to look at Zhan Yihan, and slowly fell back. He finally cultivated to his current strength, and finally collected so many souls, but everything was ruined by Zhan Yihan, he was really unwilling!

"Good! Great!"

"Zhan Yihan, you are too good!"

"This Feng Hao is really dead! It's a good death, a wonderful death, and a croak!" Everyone in the audience applauded and cheered for killing Feng Hao in the battle and cold.

Zhan Yihan looked at Su Jinyue in the audience, saw her bright smile, the corner of her mouth was slightly curved. He fulfilled his promise to her.

Applause, cheers, it took a long time to calm down.

Since Zhan Yihan has won, the game is over, because everyone knows that the rest of Su Yanyue and Zhan Yihan are together, and there is no difference whether he plays or not.

"Wait a minute! Zhan Yihan fouled him." A voice sounded abruptly.

Everyone turned their eyes to the speaker.

Fang Yanran bit her lip and continued: "Feng Hao had already given up just now, but Zhan Yihan still killed him. What is this not a foul?" She knew that Su Yanyue and Zhan Yihan were together, so she would report Zhan Yihan fouls, and it doesn't make much difference to fight Yihan. But she just couldn't get used to Zhan Yihan, just didn't want him to get the first place.

After hearing Fang Yanran's words, the organizers began to discuss. It is true that Feng Hao gave up before his death. This is obvious to all. Although they also hope to see Zhan Yihan kill Feng Hao, strictly speaking, Zhan Yihan is indeed a foul.

"Fang Yanran, do you avenge your personal revenge? Zhan Yihan fouled, he is pursuing our secrets." A young man retorted uncomfortably. His brother died in Feng Hao's hands. Now that Feng Hao is dead, his brother can also smile at Jiuquan.

"You lose to Zhan Yihan, don't have to do this, you can challenge Zhan Yihan again if you are not convinced." Another woman said.

"I don't know how Yanshanmen teaches the disciples, but it is good or bad."

"This kind of woman should let her die in Feng Hao's hands, and see if she helped Feng Hao speak." There were many disciples of the school who died in Feng Hao's hands. Fang Yanran said this naturally. Aroused public outrage.

Several disciples of Yanshanmen took a few steps to the side, obviously trying to draw a clear line with Fang Yanran. She looks pretty smart at ordinary times, so why did she do such a mindless thing at this time.

Fang Yanran also knew that she was too impulsive, but now she has become a target of public criticism. It is too late to repent, so she can only retort for herself: "I'm just talking about the matter, and you haven't heard Feng Hao admit defeat. "

"What about surrendering? That kind of person is guilty of death."

"We know good and bad. It's not like some people who lose the game and avenge their private revenge." Everyone accused Fang Yanran of your words. Anyway, in their hearts, Zhan Yihan is a hero for them, and no one can tolerate any slander. .

An old man of the organizer came to the stage and cleared his throat and said: "Please be quiet, everyone, our organizer has decided through consultation and unanimous decision that Zhan Yihan is not a foul, and the game continues." Feng Hao killed so many. A disciple of the sect, Zhan Yihan killed him. One can imagine Zhan Yihan's position in the hearts of everyone. Anyway, the result of Zhan Yihan's non-fouling is the same, so they won't be that bad guy stupid.

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