"The fifth move!"

Han Tian's expression remained motionless, and his voice was cold, and his eyes became even colder.

"Xunfeng, cut!"

Han Tianqing shouted, and his cold eyes locked at the dragon-shaped light and shadow that was rushing towards him. He suddenly raised his hand and slashed out with a sword!

Pure white internal force surged out of Han Tian's body, and through the tip of the long sword transformed by the internal force, it turned into a three-meter-sized cold sword energy slashed out!

The sword energy was three feet high, extremely cold. As soon as it appeared, a faint layer of frost condensed into the tabletop on the ring.

Three feet in size, which is about ten meters, the length seems to exceed the distance between Hantian and Junlin!

As soon as the sword energy came out, it could be said that it directly fell on the dragon-shaped light and shadow!

The dragon-shaped light and shadow spreading with the scorching breath collided with the cold sword energy, and misty fog suddenly rose!

At the moment when the fog appeared, Han Tian, ​​who had originally stood still, suddenly stepped on his feet, and like a gust of wind, he came to Junlin in an instant, and stabbed him hard into Junlin's chest with a sword!

This sword is very fast, unimaginably fast!

Junlin could even hear the screaming sound of this sword piercing through the air!

"King the Land!"

Under the arena, Lin Qingyu's expression tightened, subconsciously exclaimed, took a step forward, and wanted to jump onto the arena.

Han Tian’s sword was so fast that she had already broken through the Xuan level that she couldn’t see when the sword had stabbed out!

"Don't worry! With that kid's performance, this sword shouldn't hurt him!" Hong Sheng noticed Lin Qingyu's movements, waved his hand to stop her, shook his head at her and said.

And just as Hong Sheng was talking, on the ring, the moment Jun Lin came to his sword, he turned sideways and barely avoided this sudden sword!

But this is the case, and this sword also pierced Junlin's upper body's clothes. Junlin could even feel a cold breath on the tip of the sword invading his body!

Fortunately, with the Dragon Emperor's Art of True Yuan protecting the body, while sensing this cold breath, Jun Lin controlled the true Yuan to wander in his body and instantly swallowed and destroyed it!

"not good!"

The next moment, Jun Lin's heart was terrified and he suddenly pulled away again!

And just as he pulled back, a cold and cold sword followed him like a shadow and stabbed him in his chest again!

The sword speed is very fast, and it is hard to describe it in words!

"Xunfeng Sword Technique - Yufeng!"

A green light flashed around Han Tian, ​​and the sword speed, which was already at its peak, suddenly increased to another level!

The sword light was cold and flashed away!

Junlin could only feel a sharp breath pricking up, and he could not capture the specific location of the sword light with his naked eyes!

"Golden Dragon Divine Eye!"

As soon as Jun Lin thought, two real dragon phantoms appeared in his eyes and turned rapidly!

The world in front of Junlin seemed to slow down in an instant, and the quick sword light like light and shadow was also captured by Junlin's eyes again!

However, although his eyes were captured, Junlin had no extra time to avoid this sword light!

"roar!"

The domineering and majestic dragon roar was extremely loud and exploded out of thin air!

Jun Lin stared at the sword light with his eyes tightly, and the Dragon Emperor's Art of True Yuan activated with all his strength!

The golden light shines everywhere!

The moment the sword light came, Jun Lin suddenly reached out his hand and turned into a golden dragon claw, and grabbed the sword light itself!

The dragon claws are sharp, and each claw finger is like a sharp sword torn into the sky, exuding an invincible sharp edge!

The moment he grabbed the sword light, his five fingers twitched together and directly crushed the long sword condensed by Han Tian’s internal force!

Without giving Han Tian a chance to draw his sword again, the moment when the dragon claws crushed the sword light, Jun Lin suddenly turned his hand and slapped it at Han Tian!

"Huanglong Seal!"

With the golden light, the Dragon Emperor's Art of True Yuan was slapped out of Junlin's palm and turned into a giant palm print to take it!

The palm print is thick and exudes an astonishing pressure, and it is like a mountain of Tai smashing towards Han Tian!

The energy carried by the palm prints had not yet approached her, but she had already blown away Han Tian’s bangs on her forehead!

The cold sky lost its bangs to cover it, and its cold eyes were like two cold stars shining!

Han Tian stared at the palm prints that were smashed down on his head, and his feet did not move, and he said coldly:

"Xunfeng Sword Art - Gangfeng Break!"

Before he finished speaking, Han Tian led the sword technique in his hand, and a wind rose out of thin air!

The pure white inner strength of the cold is condensed and released on the sword finger of Hantian's right hand, and instantly turns into a spiral pure white sword energy storm!

The storm urged, and a strong wind was rolled out of thin air on the ring, facing the palm prints that were hit by the head!

"boom!"

The golden light palm print and the Senhan sword energy storm collided with each other, and it made a thunderous sound!

The golden light and white light intertwined, and the energy scattered everywhere swept across the entire arena!

"Tear!"

Junlin was not careful, and his upper body sympathy was torn apart by the flying energy!

On the other hand, cold weather is not much better!

Not to mention a few more holes on the black clothes, he himself was even more than five steps back by the raging energy he had just been raging!

Han Tian looked at Junlin with cold eyes, his face slightly pale, making him look even colder!

While Jun Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Han Tian, ​​his expression also felt a little angry!

The next second, when the raging energy dissipated on the ring, before Han Tian could move, Jun Lin shook his body, and his hands formed a palm print, which directly turned into a tortuous golden light and rushed straight to Han Tian!

"Okay, stop!"

Hong Sheng flashed, jumped to the stage, stopped Jun Lin, and said:

"The ten moves have passed, this assessment has been passed!"

"Am I right?" Hong Sheng turned his head and looked at Han Tian, ​​whose face was slightly pale behind him.

When Han Tian heard this, he looked at Junlin with a cold look and nodded silently.

"I have never agreed to any assessment!" Junlin looked at Hong Sheng, dispersed the seal techniques he was holding on both hands, and said indifferently.

"Haha! OK! Don't behave like a good person when you get cheap! It's a good thing to be able to join 'Qinglong'! And not only you want to join, but also Qingyu girl!" Hong Sheng laughed and reached out and patted Junlin on the shoulder.

"Nothing interested!" Jun Lin glanced at Han Tian opposite him and said with a faint look.

"Okay, don't talk about this!" Hong Sheng waved his hand, and did not continue the topic. Instead, he pointed to his clothes and said:

"Go back and change your clothes. After changing, come back to have breakfast! After breakfast, Lao Zheng has some things to talk to you about!"

"Hantian, let's go!"

After Hong Sheng finished speaking, he called Han Tian and jumped out of the arena and walked outside.

Following Hong Sheng, Han Tian jumped off the ring, but before leaving, Han Tian paused, turned his head and looked at Jun Lin deeply.

"I am worthy of being the 'Qinglong'! This is really a strong pervert!" Huang Shaolong looked at Han Tian's back and disappeared outside the door, and finally couldn't help but sigh.

However, he turned his head and looked at Junlin, and his expression was even more amazing:

"But there are more abnormal ones!"
Chapter completed!