Although Xia Jian attacked and fought quickly, the sword soul was not as relaxed as Xia Jian. He was in a tough battle with Han Yu from Shangqing Palace. The sword soul's purple-ni green-red swords came and went without a trace. Han Yu's attack was also extremely fierce, a duel of immortal weapons, a duel of cultivation, a duel of speed, and a duel of martial arts.

Although the battle between Sword Soul and Han Yu and the other two was hard, it attracted the attention of countless people on the field. The battle between the opponents with equal strength was much more enjoyable than killing in seconds with one sword. The two of them had all their unique skills in their lives, and the momentum was churning. Every collision of attack made the cultivators on the field exclaim.

Han Yu's cultivation level in the late stage of the God Dispersal is easier to use the characteristics of the fairy sword than the sword soul, but the combination of the two fairy swords of the sword soul has a lot of attack amplitude.

"Qianhuan Slash." Han Yu finally escaped from the sword soul's sword net made of Zi Ni Qinghong's two swords, and immediately used his unique skills. The immortal sword in Han Yu's hand suddenly turned into hundreds of shadows of flying swords attacking the sword soul.

Sword Soul had previously suffered the loss of Shangqing Palace - Qianhuanzhan in Han Xue's hands. How could Han Yu's hand be made again? Sword Soul's purple light radiates greatly, and Sword Soul shouted "Sword and shield-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

A thin purple sword shadow enveloped the sword soul, while the Qinghong Fairy Sword hovered around the sword soul to block the attack of the Hanyu Fairy Sword. It can be said that the sword soul at this time would not leak out.

Han Yu's Thousand Illusion Slash is more than twice as powerful as Han Xue.

"Pengpeng!" Countless sword shadows transformed into Han Yu hit the sword and shield of the sword soul, making endless sounds.

"Okay!" The cultivator on the field cheered for the wonderful performances of the two.

A cold light flashed in the phantom, and the sword soul raised its spiritual consciousness to its limit to reconnaissance the body of the Hanyu Immortal Sword.

With a loud "Peng!" sound on the ring, the sword soul's sword shield broke, and a rapid cold light hit the sword soul's life gate. The strong wind blew the sword soul's face also hurt a little. The sword soul was still worried about these things at this time.

The Qinghong Immortal Sword circling around the sword soul's body blocked the main attack of the Hanyu Immortal Sword at the most critical moment. Although the sword soul blocked Hanyu's attack, the vibration aura generated by the strong impact of the immortal weapon made the sword soul take three steps back. Hanyu's immortal sword was retracted from his hand, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. The consumption of true energy was too great. Although the Qianhuan Sword attack was strong, the consumption of true energy was also unreasonably large.

The sword soul calmed down and said to Han Yu on the ring: "Two swords combined!" The two fairy swords next to the sword soul were hovering and entangled above the ring. The purple and blue light surrounded the two fairy swords condensed into a blue-purple sword shadow and rushed towards Han Yu.

"Brother!" Han Xue stood up under the ring and looked at the strong sword energy that was attacking Han Yu.

"Yu'er, go back!" Qingxu's voice transmission came from Han Yu's ears.

Han Yu had no choice but to use the sword soul to attack, so he helped to squeeze the jade talisman in his palm and exit the ring.

The sadness and helplessness were unwilling to give up, and they were all clearly written on Han Yu's face.

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The game between Wang Zhiyuan and the Demon Sect Iman was also in full swing. The Demon Sect Iman knew that Wang Zhiyuan had an immortal weapon tied with immortal ropes in his hand, and his cultivation was higher than that of him. As soon as he got on the court, the Demon Sect Iman took the attack and the Netherworld Claw kept attacking Wang Zhiyuan.

Speed, Eman's speed is indeed very fast, which is a little higher than Wang Zhiyuan in the late stage of distraction. Wang Zhiyuan was in the ring for half an hour, only defense, and constantly defending against Eman's fierce attack. If you are not careful, the Nether Claw in Eman's hand is not a joke. If the medium-grade immortal weapon is damaged, there is no saying that the skin will be injured.

Wang Zhiyuan was a little anxious and wanted to use the immortal tie rope manually, but the immortal tie rope was still in the Qiankun bracelet. Although the time to take it out was only in the blink of an eye, for the cultivator, a person could die thousands of times in the blink of an eye. Wang Zhiyuan was forced to defend, and the Taoist robe on his body was blown through many traces by the strong wind of Eman using the Nether Claws.

Seeing that he could not attack for a long time, Iman was very anxious and even more fierce, which made Wang Zhiyuan, who was already struggling to defend, even worse.

"It seems that there is nothing I can do without using a trick." Iman said in his heart. During this time, Iman slowed down and a strange pattern appeared on his steps. The Nether Claws in his hand also showed a strong cold light.

"The opportunity is here." Wang Zhiyuan, who had been unable to take action, paused when he saw Eman, seized this rare opportunity and took out the immortal rope from the Qiankun bracelet. A golden light appeared around Wang Zhiyuan, and the immortal rope ran towards Eman.

"The Netherworld Seas!" Eman roared, and the Netherworld Claws appeared as the claw shadows that kept surging like water entering and leaving the sea filled the entire arena.

"Binding the Immortal Rope!——Binding." Wang Zhiyuan also pinched his handprints and directed the Immortal Rope.

The speed of the immortal rope tied up became a little faster under the command of Wang Zhiyuan's handprints, and in a blink of an eye, it trapped Eman tightly. The immortal rope tied up is an advantage. If the cultivation level is higher than that of others, you can restrain the other party.

Just as Eman was bound by the immortal rope, the shadows of the dark claws all over the sky rushed towards Wang Zhiyuan.

"Kunlun Mirror!" Wang Zhiyuan took out the Kunlun Sect's treasure - Kunlun Mirror at this moment of crisis. The seemingly ordinary octagonal prism appeared in Wang Zhiyuan's hands, exuding a soft aura.

With the input of Wang Zhiyuan's true energy, the light of the Kunlun Mirror became stronger and stronger. When the claw shadows in the sky reached Wang Zhiyuan's side, the light of the Kunlun Mirror was greatly ignited, just like the mirror reflecting the sunlight, reflecting all the claw shadows on the track.

Hundreds of claw shadows were reflected by the Kunlun mirror, and claw shadows hit the steel and prohibitions on the ring, causing huge vibrations, and the ring seemed to shake a little.

"The Kunlun Mirror has such a perverted function, and it can actually reflect other people's attacks." The general public on the rostrum on the field thought this way. What are the rumors that the Kunlun Mirror of the Kunlun Sect is just a medium-grade immortal weapon. It's purely a tale. Does the medium-grade immortal weapon have such a perverted attribute? Whether it is a fairy rope tied or a Kunlun Mirror, it has a relatively perverted effect!

Iman was reflected by Kunlun Mirror and vomited blood, and his body was bound by the immortal rope and could not move. He watched his body be torn to pieces by the shadow of claws.

Iman has no combat power at this moment, and it is obvious that Wang Zhiyuan won.

Wang Zhiyuan raised his hands high on the ring and signaled to the cheering brothers in the audience. His eyes accidentally swept on Xia Jian's face. "Hmph! In the afternoon, I will let you survive and die. I have the Kunlun Mirror, so what can you do to me? Wait for me to play with you to death!"

"What are you staring at me? Be careful, I will dig down your eyes in the afternoon." Xia Jian murmured in a low voice in response to Wang Zhiyuan's gaze.

The three Jias have appeared, Xia Jian of Shushan Sword Sect, Sword Soul, and Wang Zhiyuan of Kunlun Sect.
Chapter completed!