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Ye Qianmo's gaze, which was burning with love, and that cold expression which seemed to have nothing to do with him, had deeply touched, causing him to feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave ten thousand meters deep. He felt as if his heart had been frozen, icy to the bone, filled with disappointment and desolation.

Yu Han smiled with contempt and looked at him with disdain.

"Hahahahaha …." Yu Han laughed at the sky and said disdainfully: "Ye Qianmo, you are my defeated opponent, how can you still have the face to challenge me? Not to mention a mere life and death arena, even Blade Mountain Flame Sea Guild, I will still accompany them to the end! "

Before he finished speaking, Ye Qianmo's body suddenly flew up into the air, his feet stepping in the air, like a celestial being riding on a cloud, flying past, and gently landing on the life and death arena.

Looking at Ye Qianmo's elegant and graceful figure, Yu Han was secretly amazed. Ye Qianmo was indeed an expert in the Tiger's Roar Realm, his body was as light as a swallow, elegant and free, his skills outstanding.

"Good!" "Beautiful!"

When the warriors below the stage saw Ye Qianmo's elegant and graceful movement skill, they instantly burst out in warm applause and praise.

Ye Qianmo stood on the life and death arena, a pleased smile plastered on his face as he beckoned to Yu Han: "Yu Han, come up if you're a hero. If you're a bear, immediately roll down the stage and leave with your tail between your legs.

"Hng hng!" Yu Han let out a cold laugh, he was not in a hurry, he was secretly operating his spirit arts, and his figure suddenly disappeared without a trace like a ghost. People were feeling very anxious and didn't know where he had gone.

Ye Qianmo was also extremely surprised, he looked around carefully. Suddenly, he heard a hearty laugh behind him.

"Ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha..." Ye Qianmo, what are you looking for? I'm here! "

"AHH!" Ye Qianmo was extremely terrified, she could not help but exclaim, her body rushing forward, in an instant she was more than 10 feet away, the moment her feet landed on the ground, she anxiously turned around. He noticed that Yu Han had both her hands behind her back, her white robes fluttering in the wind, her long hair fluttering in the wind. She stood straight behind him like a jade tree, her delicate and pretty face filled with a disdainful smile.

"Hua …"

Everyone below the stage exclaimed, their eyes wide with shock as they stared straight at Yu Han. They felt that it was inconceivable for him to have such a godly and elusive movement skill.

"You … You. Are you a human or a ghost? " Ye Qianmo stared at Yu Han in fear. He felt chills going down his spine and his mind was in a state of chaos. He could not believe it was true. He felt that the person in front of him was too terrifying. He had actually entered the arena without a sound, without a trace, under the watchful eyes of the crowd. Furthermore, he appeared behind him like a phantom. Is this manpower? Is this person human? He was baffled.

Ye Qianmo seemed to have received a heavy blow, the arrogance that he had striven so hard to muster almost disappeared. He knew that if Yu Han had attacked him from behind, he would have already been muddled and lost for some reason. He was asking himself, "Am I still going to compete with this martial art?"

Suddenly, he saw Yu Han's scornful smile. That smile stung his heart, and suddenly aroused his raging fury. I'd rather die fighting than be scared by him. I can't be looked down upon! I want to wipe the smile off his face, I have to defeat him, and that's the only way, is for Yan Hongni to follow me wholeheartedly! Kill him! Kill him! I must kill him.

Thinking about that, Ye Qianmo suddenly released his martial spirit s. Amidst the strong gales and sand, a male lion simulacrum shook its long mane, roared, and pounced forward with bared fangs and brandished claws.

Ye Qianmo let out a hysterical roar as he swung his fists towards Yu Han …

Yu Han had no time to dodge, he anxiously twisted his body and dodged to the side to dodge to the side. At the same time, his body flew backwards and out of the way. Although he was struck by Ye Qianmo's energy beam, he had already reduced it by ninety percent, and was not really injured.

Seeing a move that forced Yu Han to retreat, Ye Qianmo was immediately overjoyed. He did not give Yu Han a chance to catch his breath, his legs pushed off the ground, and his body suddenly bounced up. Both of his fists shot out two gigantic spirals of spirit energy, once again striking towards Yu Han.

Yu Han executed the Spirit Gathering Great Art. In an instant, the nature's spirit energy within several hundred meters swarmed over like billowing waves, forming a huge whirlpool around him. His body was like an incomparably large black hole, greedily sucking in the spirit energy of the heaven and earth. When Ye Qianmo's spirit energy whirlpool met Yu Han's huge whirlpool, it was like a Senior Magus meeting a Junior Magus, it was instantly swept into the whirlpool and turned into nothing.

"Huh?"

At this time, Yu Han's body gradually swelled up, the clothes on his body tightened to the point that it looked like it was about to split.

"Ha!"

Yu Han suddenly roared out, he waved both of his fists, and immediately, two incomparably strong spiritual energy mass s flew out like a violent storm, colliding against each other. Waves of dragon roars and tigers roars sounded in the air as they violently struck towards Ye Qianmo.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ye Qianmo anxiously dodged to the side. The spiritual energy mass howled past him as it crashed into the air. A huge gust of wind blew his long hair into the air, causing it to flutter in the wind. His clothes also started to emit wails and whimpers, constantly shaking him up and down.

Ye Qianmo bit his lower lip. He hated Yu Han and admired him from the bottom of his heart. They were both in the same Tiger's Roar Realm, but he could feel Yu Han's might and his unbeatable, majestic tiger's might.

Gritting his teeth, he secretly made up his mind that he must get rid of Yu Han today, otherwise, he would never be able to reap the rewards.

As he thought to this point, he reached behind his back and retrieved the Tiger Head Saber from his back. With a furious roar, he activated the martial spirit and poured the powerful spirit force of the Tiger's Roar Realm into the blade.

"Ha!"

Yu Han dodged to the side and dodged the tip of the blade. He waved his fist from the side and used the force of the stone pillar to smash at Ye Qianmo's weak point. The strong wind of spirit energy was like a tidal wave as it surged violently and soared to the sky with a domineering aura.

The old masters and the people below the stage were all shocked by Yu Han's awe-inspiring might. All of them opened their eyes wide, their mouths wide open, as they stared blankly like wooden chickens.

Ye Qianmo couldn't save his, so he could only use his left hand to block Yu Han's fist.

"Bam!"

The two fists collided and emitted a loud sound. A ball of air exploded and tore the surrounding space, causing countless flames to appear, mixed with a little bit of blood.

"AHH!" Ye Qianmo screamed in pain, and his body flew a few metres away. He looked down and saw that his hands were dripping with blood and his fingers were broken. The pain was unbearable.

Ye Qianmo looked at Yu Han in fear, seeing him standing on the stage, his white robes fluttering, calm and unharmed.

"Yu Han, you … "You are amazing!" Ye Qianmo's eyes revealed shame and anger. He was the chief among the students in the Qingyun Martial House, and was highly respected by the principal and instructors. The students used him as an example and viewed him as the pride of the Martial House. Never would he have thought that in the Haotian Martial Academy, he would be sent out as a trump card, and after consecutively defeating a few of the elite students of the Haotian Martial Academy, the Haotian Martial Academy would helplessly send out the Yan Hongni with the highest cultivation. However, Yan Hongni seemed to be unable to withstand a single blow in front of him, and if he hadn't teased her on purpose, Yan Hongni would have already lost. Who knew that just when he was confident of winning, Yu Han would suddenly appear. A huge battle had frozen him into a pile of ice, causing him to suffer a crushing defeat.

However, the enemies' paths were narrow, and they met Yu Han again on the stage today. Even though he had been taught by the Principal how to break the secrets of the Frozen End, he had never thought that Yu Han would be unable to release his martial spirit and break the bones in his left hand just by relying on his spiritual power. This kind of blow depressed him, confused him, and made his killing intent soar. His eyes shone with a frightening and cruel light. Ignoring the blood and pain in his left hand, Ye Qianmo suddenly turned his left arm behind him, waved the steel blade in his right hand, suddenly pounced in front of Yu Han with both of his feet. The blade edge danced crazily, using his ultimate technique, the Secret Art of the Cyan Cloud Martial House, Soul Breaking Blade, struck towards Yu Han's fatal points.

In an instant, the entire arena was filled with cold glows as the shadows of blades and blades were flying all over the place. The "Gale Blitz" sign was blown back and the silhouette of the person was nowhere to be seen.

Everyone was not ashamed of Ye Qianmo using such an instrument to fight the unarmed Yu Han, but they were impressed by his amazing sword skills. They could not help but feel nervous in their hearts because of Yu Han.

Yan Hongni, who was standing in front of the stage, was even more uneasy. He deeply regretted not bringing his sword with him, and could only watch as Yu Han used his empty hands to stab his white blade into the ground.

The loud and urgent cries of Spiritual Sparrow came from the sky, as if they were also cheering for Yu Han.

At this time, it was as if the entire stage had become Ye Qianmo's personal domain. His blade light covered the entire stage, and with the force of his momentum, he was able to destroy everything, crush everything, and sweep through everything. And in the midst of the flashing shadows of his blade, Yu Han seemed like a dead leaf floating in the midst of a violent storm, swaying from side to side, drifting with the wind. He was like a small boat in a stormy sea, swaying up and down, swaying left and right, suddenly rushing to the top of the wave, suddenly falling into the valley, the wind and rain were blowing, danger was born.