Chapter 444

People are not optimistic about Ling Han. Although he is very powerful in his fist, he can only kill the first floor of the Shentai. Unlike Yang Qi, a fast sword, he is very famous. He does not know how many Shentai he has cut off.

"Yang Qi, kill him!"

"Don't let us down!"

In the stands, some fierce people have been shouting, they spent a Yuan Jing, just want to see the bloody battle.

Yang Qi did not move, just staring at Ling Han, said: "you are very strong, qualified to let me fight with all my strength."

"Well, are you qualified to let me do my best?" Ling Han said with a smile. To tell the truth, he really hoped that someone in the holy land could make him go all out. Now he has a feeling of being too cold and lonely as snow.

"Look at the sword!" Yang Qi hands, brush, his hands do not know when more than a sword, the body of the sword is as thin as cicada wings, the wrist moves, the tip of the sword has appeared in Ling Han's left shoulder, and it is really amazing.

"It's too fast. It's a fast sword, Yang Qi!"

"It's over, Han Lin will be defeated by one sword."

They all exclaimed, but Yang Qi got the left shoulder position of Ling Han instead of the heart position, which let many people down. Only when the sword goes down, can the dead look good.

Ling Han smiles and grabs with his right hand, the other side's wing sword appears in his hand.

Yang Qi's face changed greatly. His sword was almost on this one. How did he catch it? He quickly pulled out his sword, confident that the sharp snow wing sword would be enough to cut Linghan's hand into scars.

But he immediately found that the snow wing sword seemed to have a root in Ling Han's hand, and it was motionless.

Ling Han slowly raised his left fist.

Obviously, he wanted to hit him with a fist. Yang Qi could see clearly that if he abandoned the sword and retreated, he should be able to avoid this blow. However, as a swordsman, the sword is still there, and the sword is dead!

He didn't abandon his sword, he just pulled it hard.

It's a pity that although he is the sixth floor cultivation of Shentai, his strength is not as strong as Ling Han, and he can't pull out his sword. His eyes a Lin, simply push forward the sword, to Ling Han's left shoulder health nail through.

But it is also a luxury.

After all, Yang Qi is a master of kendo. After a big drink, the seven sword Qi is inspired on the tip of the sword and goes towards Ling Han.

How can you hide so close?

Ling Han showed a smile and didn't hide at all. He just turned his head slightly and didn't let the sword attack his eyes. Brush and brush, the Qi of the seven swords is solid and solid. However, he has been made of iron, and his physique is comparable to that of the casting materials of the same level. Even one scar is left when the seven swords are crossed.

Poof!

Seeing this scene, everyone is spewing out. What a terrible defense is this?

Jianqi is composed of three links: the strength of the warrior himself, the understanding of Kendo and the carrier. Yang qinai is the sixth floor of the sacred platform. His strength is not to be said. He must be strong. He can cultivate seven sword Qi, and his understanding of Kendo is not bad. Finally, his snow wing sword is a five level spirit weapon, which is absolutely not weak.

But this can't cut a hole in Ling Han's face!

"I wipe, is this still human?"

"Is this guy's face made of precious gold? Why can't he blow such a sword?"

"Such a defense is hopeless."

"Who can cut open such a defense?"

The audience outside were all exclaimed, some even holding their faces in their hands, showing a totally unbelievable expression.

But not everyone is like this. Yang Junhao, Luyang, zhuxuaner and yukunlun are all belligerent. Such opponents are worthy of a fight. They are all full of self-confidence and believe that they are absolutely invincible in the first battle of the same rank.

Ling Han out of the fist, bang to hit Yang Qi's face, immediately hit Yang Qi fainted. The other side didn't have any intention of killing him, so he showed mercy.

"Han Linsheng!" The referee announced.

After defeating Yang Qi, although Ling Han failed to accumulate 10 wins, but the time has reached an hour, he naturally obtained the qualification to enter the next round.

When he got off the arena and returned to the field, he could clearly feel several pairs of real eyes staring at him, which made him feel pain. This is not physical, but spiritual. Yang Junhao and others have a strong sense of war.

Ling Han is just a faint smile. Who can threaten him in the Shentai area now? Unless the sword emperor and the goddess of Tianfeng reappear and return to the holy land, there may still be a qualification for World War I.

After all, he can be evil, and so can the sword emperor. Tianjianzong is a large number in ancient times, and it is also connected with the divine world. There were only seven people in the previous life, which shows how evil they are.

On the third day, Ling Han didn't appear in the Colosseum. He didn't need to know which strong players were in his opponents and observe their unique skills. In short, whoever appeared in front of him could fly with one punch.

Another day passed and the second round began.

A total of 49 people entered the second round, so there will be 15 people vacant in the first round and will automatically enter the second round, while the remaining 34 will have to decide for the 17 qualified places.However, it is not fair for the Jiang family to make a choice instead of drawing lots. However, it is up to the Jiang family to make a choice. However, who let them hold the martial arts contest to recruit relatives has all the right to explain.

Therefore, the first person on the list of new and old Tianjiao, such as Yu Kunlun, Yang Junhao and Cao Tianyi, has no suspense. So are young talents such as Ling Han and Lu Yang. They are obviously favored by the Jiang family and do not want them to be wiped out in the first round.

Unfortunately, the Jiang family has only one key. Otherwise, there are quite a lot of women suitable for marriage.

At the end of the first round of war, the list of thirty-two people also appeared. Although only men can take part in the martial arts competition, if you just look at this list, it will definitely be more powerful than this one.

Several generations of top ten, plus Ling Han such a super monster, and there is a person attracted public attention, but no one knows what he looks like.

Because he was wearing a mask, but his figure was slightly thin, and he was obviously half a head shorter than ordinary people.

His name is Zhang San, which is obviously a pseudonym.

With a glance, Ling Han can be sure that the other side is the cultivation of the ninth floor of the sacred platform. There is a kind of breath that makes him disgusted.

The second round of fighting began, Ling Han ranked seventh, his opponent is the white sword King Shen Zhongcheng.

The first few battles soon ended, because the competitors arranged as much as possible for the strong to beat the weak. But against Shen Zhongcheng, did Ling Han think that Ling Han was absolutely superior or absolutely inferior?

Ling Han goes to the challenge and nods to Shen Zhongcheng. He still has some good feelings for this swordsman.

"Please!" Shen Zhongcheng said solemnly that he had seen Ling Han before and knew that Ling Han was very powerful.

Ling Han clenched his fist and said, "please!"

Shen pulls out the sword, and the sword blows out again.

Ling Han is simple and rough. Facing the front, he is pounding with his fist.

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