Boom! Finally, the sword light of Lin Han's Huolin Burning Sky Sword finally came closer, forming a huge shock wave. Liu Qihan was so shocked that he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell from the ring.
He was seriously injured by this sword, and his whole body was covered in ragged clothes, bruises and bruises, and he was in an extremely miserable state.
The blood spurting out of his mouth was also mixed with some visceral foam, which showed the seriousness of the injury.
The surrounding area became silent, and many people's expressions were frozen in place, unable to react.
Liu Qihan, the fourth-ranked true disciple, was defeated just like that?
Feng Mu also turned pale, unable to accept the result. Then he looked at Lin Han on the ring, his eyes full of horror, and thought to himself: "It turns out that even if he doesn't use some side methods, he can do it by himself."
Defeat Liu Qihan!"
He couldn't help but shuddered. There was no hatred against Lin Han in his eyes anymore, only a hint of terrible awe for his strength! He felt like a clown, no matter what, he was no match.
This ending was like a knife thrust into his heart.
Beside him, the Penglai Xiandao disciples who had originally ridiculed Lin Hanhan were like ducks pinched by the neck, speechless.
Liu Qihan's failure also made their previous ridicule feel like being slapped loudly in public.
The silence lasted for a while, and then all the disciples on Yingzhou Immortal Island cheered and jumped, secretly thinking that the senior brother was indeed a senior brother.
Gongsun Wuji and the great elder Qiu Yunji looked at each other, breathed a sigh of relief, and laughed happily.
Lin Han really did not disappoint them.
On the ring, Lin Han's face was calm, and he glanced lightly at Liu Qihan, who was lying under the ring, spitting blood from his mouth like a dead dog, and sneered: "I give in!"
Liu Qihan tried hard to stand up, but his chest was rising and falling, and he was still unable to do it. He could only look at Lin Han, full of unwillingness.
At the same time, he also had a sense of awe towards Lin Han's strength.
Lin Han ignored him, turned his eyes, looked at Mr. Mo with the same gloomy expression on the rostrum, and said with a smile: "Can you announce the result?"
Mo Laotie's face was green, as if he could bite people, he stood up and said solemnly: "In this battle, Lin Han of Yingzhou Xiandao wins!"
Thunderous applause and cheers erupted from all around.
In the Sword Forging Immortal Island camp, Wei Fu and Zhao Qiankun also had cold expressions on their faces, and were very unhappy with Lin Han's victory.
Even though Lin Han had saved their lives at the hands of the Merciless King in the Demon Refining Battlefield, he was still brooding over the robbery of his Black Lotus.
Then, the guard turned his head and smiled at Di Tian beside him and asked: "Elder brother, what do you think of this person?"
Di Tian was tall and tall. Sitting there, he naturally showed a arrogant air.
At this moment, he also looked at Lin Han on the ring and said solemnly: "I have some skills, but the weather is not yet mature, so there is nothing to worry about!"
Wei Fu did not doubt Di Tian's words at all, and secretly smiled ferociously in his heart: "Lin Han, Lin Han, no matter how outstanding you are, you are completely incompetent in front of my senior brother Xiandao. When you meet senior brother, you must be
You look good."
Dang! A bell rang, bringing everyone back to their senses. Mr. Mo watched Lin Han step down and said solemnly: "Next, the second game will be held. Zhong Shan from Yingzhou Immortal Island will face off against Sword Forging Immortal Island.
Ditian, come in."
The surroundings suddenly exploded again, and many people shouted.
"Di Tian, come on!"
"The emperor is mighty!"
"Every battle is invincible and every attack is invincible."
The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, the prestige Ditian has accumulated as the senior brother of the Sword Forging Immortal Island is no small matter.
Today many people came to admire his grace.
Compared to Ditian, the little fat man's light was naturally much dimmed.
Many people are thinking to themselves: "Although Zhong Shan is the reincarnation, he is still incomparable to Di Tian, and he is destined to stop here."
Under the concerned eyes of all the Yingzhou Xiandao people, the little fat man stood up, with a touch of determination on his face, and strode towards the ring.
He also knew that his opponent was very powerful, so he looked very heavy.
On the other side, Di Tian stood up slowly under the expectant gaze of everyone and walked onto the ring. Every step he took was filled with a sense of calmness and a strong sense of oppression.
He came to the center of the ring. His tall body was like a wall. Compared with the fat figure of the little fat man, his style was not at the same level as him.
He glanced at the little fat man contemptuously and sneered: "Get off the stage yourself!"
Being ridiculed in public, the little fat man couldn't help but blush, and said: "Please give me some advice, Senior Brother Ditian!"
Di Tian's lips curved slightly and he said: "If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink the wine as a penalty. Take action."
He clasped his hands on his chest, looking very well taken care of, and didn't take the little fat man seriously at all.
The little fat man looked at Di Tian carefully and realized that although the latter was just fighting that seemingly casually, he had a special charm and was impeccable, as if he could force his opponent to admit defeat.
I couldn't help but think to myself: "This Emperor Tian is not as simple as the domineering one on the surface. It is more difficult to deal with. I have to take action and seize the opportunity to win."
After thinking about this, the little fat man shouted loudly, summoned the nine-tooth rake, swung the rake, and swept it towards the emperor. The immeasurable black mist erupted, making the arena tremble.
Yesterday, the little fat man defeated Huangpu Palace with a nine-tooth rake. Now that he came up and displayed such a trump card, it showed that he valued Ditian.
Di Tian looked at the Nine-Tooth Nail Rake and his eyes narrowed. He didn't take it to heart at first. Now that he actually saw the Nine-Tooth Nail Rake, he had to admit that this thing was very strong. No wonder it was a weapon that came with the turn of the great figures in ancient times.
At that moment, a hint of appreciation appeared in his eyes: "It's a good weapon, but it's useless to me."
Boom! At that moment, Di Tian waved his palm, and a large piece of divine light erupted in his palm, like a mountain torrent, hitting the nine-tooth nail rake, and immediately knocked the little fat man back a few steps, and the tiger's mouth collapsed, and there was blood.
Splashed out.
Di Tian didn't take a step back and said coldly: "Weapons are always foreign objects, strength is the foundation. There is a huge gap in strength between you and me."
The little fat man gritted his teeth. He had just broken through to the human realm. Di Tian was at least an early stage figure in the earth realm. He was a big step away from him. He was really difficult to deal with.
However, now that the matter was over, no matter how powerful his opponent was, he could not retreat. At that moment, he once again grabbed some nine-tooth rakes and attacked again.
This time, he poured all the divine power in his body into the nine-toothed rake, causing the nine-toothed rake to emit light that was even more blazing. If an ancient artifact awakens and he strikes with all his strength, he will remember a ray of light in his body.
The sound of pig howling is very powerful and ancient, making this attack even more domineering.
Boom! Di Tian frowned. Even he felt that the little fat man's blow was not simple. He couldn't help but thought to himself: "The reincarnation is indeed extraordinary."
Then, he stepped on the ground with the sole of his foot, and his body immediately flew into the air. Then he kicked out his left foot and kicked the little fat man on the left side of his face.
