Cultivating Master In City

Long Zhen looked at the magnificent shepherd immortal standing on the challenge arena and sighed: "master? For the immortal, it's just a matter of course."

After hearing this, Li Jing and Yao Huan couldn't help looking at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. What kind of demon qualification does Mu Xian have? You know, it's a master. There are more than one billion people in great China, but only five or six people can become masters. Any one of them is an important tool of the country.

The master's martial arts have broken through the secular category. With one punch and one kick, the mountains and rivers will reach the peak, and the sun and moon will be eclipsed.

The master's terror can be seen in general.

However, long Yu said that it was only natural for mu Xian to become a master, which simply refreshed the world outlook of Li Jing and Yao long.

They took a deep breath, stopped talking, and looked intently at the shepherd Fairy on the stage, trying to find out what strange place the shepherd fairy had.

The martial arts practitioners of each school under the challenge arena are also very curious. They are curious about the ability of Mu Xian. She will fight on behalf of Longcheng monastery and win the fourth place for Longcheng monastery.

Some people also looked at Jiang Han, the real core of Longcheng monastery, because Jiang Han hasn't moved up to now. Doesn't he want to enter the first round finals?

While everyone was wondering, Jiang Han jumped up and his figure was as elegant as a relegated immortal, causing many female martial artists in the field to scream.

However, the people of the monasteries in central and South China didn't look very good, because the challenge arena to which Han jumped was not an empty challenge arena, but the challenge arena where Yue Wen, the leader of the monasteries in central and South China, was located!

Looking at Jiang Han's expressionless face jumping towards him, Yue Wen's face standing on the challenge arena was suddenly very ugly.

Jiang Han, this is a statement!

The lower martial arts suddenly realized that there can only be two places in monasteries in southwest province!

Longcheng monastery, five places!

Jiang Han's choice is really overbearing. Fang Wenjun's face is very dignified, as are several other courtyard leaders. Jiang Han's move is undoubtedly a warning to all the monasteries present. Longcheng monastery is the boss! Is a well deserved boss.

If other monasteries want to go further and get more places, they must ask them about Longcheng monastery!

"Brother Jiang, what do you mean?"

Yue Wen clenched his fist and asked in a deep voice. Jiang Han shot himself. He was a little awe inspiring.

"Southwest monastery, take two places, that's enough!"

The four people were surprised when he said this!

Jiang Han undoubtedly humiliated the monastery in southwest province.

"Arrogance!" Yue Wen snorted coldly, his eyes burning with anger. "Jiang Han, how many places should our monastery in southwest province take? When will you evaluate it? Don't you think you will be invincible after winning two championships?"

"Invincible, maybe."

Han Ruya smiled, but the words did not deny it.

Yakuang!

Elegant and arrogant!

This is going to be cold, the real will be cold!

"Hum, well, I Yue Wen will experience your invincibility today!"

Yue Wenqing drank, and a powerful cultivation burst out from him. He took out his long knife, and the nearly 100 meter challenge arena was instantly filled with extremely sharp knife Qi.

The eyes of several martial artists who entered Yue Wen's stage were slightly frozen. Yue Wen's strength was obviously very strong and his understanding of Dao Dao was very profound. Otherwise, there would not be such strong Dao Qi in the challenge arena.

However, Jiang Han, who stood opposite Yue Wen, was still firm, the wind was light and the clouds were light. It seemed that Yue Wen's sharp knife Qi was like air to him.

Yue Wen clenched the handle of the knife. He took a step forward and split the cold with a big knife like lightning.

With a faint smile, Jiang Han jumped gently, and a strong and powerful Qi was played out from his hands, forming a bunch of air bombs in the air.

Invisible and deadly!

Yue Wen felt the terror of air bombs. He waved a knife to block it. A knife broke a group of air bombs. The broken air bombs turned into air waves, like a strong wind in the flat ground.

"Bang"

"Bang"

Yue Wen smashed three air bullets in a row. He was really numb at the mouth of the tiger.

But Jiang Han over there was still very relaxed. He seemed to be playing. He shot an air bomb at random. Yue Wen waved a few knives, but he couldn't even get close to him.

"Yue Wen is going to be defeated." a martial artist murmured. Anyone could see that Yue Wen and Jiang Han are not at the same level at all.

"What is the cultivation of Jiang Han? Yue Wen is a martial artist who is close to the late stage of Huajin in the middle stage of Huajin. How can he not even be close to Jiang Han's body."

"I don't know, but I do know that in the last session, there was a peerless martial artist in the later stage of Huajin who was defeated by Jiang Han. After two years, I don't know what level he reached, because he hasn't done his best since he participated in the competition."

"Wave folding knife!"

Yue Wen couldn't bear the humiliation and finally used his unique skill to press the bottom of the box. Layers of knife Qi visible to the naked eye formed waves and rushed towards the cold. Each knife Qi was extremely sharp. Ordinary people would die if they touched it.

But Jiang Han was still light in the wind and clouds. He pulled a playful smile from the corners of his mouth. Then the whole man took a step forward and pushed his slender palm forward. All the knife waves were pushed away without touching him.

"Poof"

Hit the cold invisible palm directly on Yue Wen's chest. Yue Wen flew out directly and vomited a mouthful of blood in mid air.

"Defeated..."

Several monks of the monastery in southwest province murmured bitterly. Although they had expected that the cold would be defeated, they still didn't expect that the cold would be defeated so thoroughly.

"Young master Jiang really has an invincible posture."

"Yes, Yue Wen is also a martial artist in the middle of Huajin, but he can't even let the childe's rights go."

"It's lucky for Longcheng monastery to have such a great talent as master Jiang."

There was a flattering sound under the stage, which made Han's reputation reach the boiling point for a while, and all the martial arts praised him.

"Longcheng monastery, will be cold. I'm here to defend the challenge today. I hope you will give me your advice."

Jiang Han stood on the high platform, hugged his fist and calmly opened his mouth. His handsome appearance is like a giant star, which is eye-catching.

There is no doubt that no one dares to move.

Jiang Han smiled and became a bamboo in his heart.

Yue Wen in the middle of Huajin was defeated by him. Who else dares to fight him?

Maybe, snake boy? When Jiang Han thought about it, he turned his playful eyes to Zhou Yi, and the martial artists in the field followed Jiang Han's eyes one after another.

He found Zhou Yi standing in the crowd with an ancient sword on his back and arms in his hands, expressionless.

"I almost forgot that he is the real goal of Jiang Han."

"Lian Yuewen was defeated miserably by the son of Chiang Kai Shek. I'm afraid a teenager who can't compare with Yue Wen in terms of seniority and age won't dare to come to power again."

"If he doesn't come on stage, he is still a snake cutting hero. When he comes on stage, he is nothing."

Everyone is watching Zhou Yi and waiting for Zhou Yi to make a decision.

Fan Yao's beautiful eyes also stared at Zhou Yi's beautiful face and wondered whether Zhou Yi dared to duel with Jiang Han, who was almost sealed.

With all the attention, Zhou Yi took a negative step and paced to the challenge arena.

The eyes of all the martial artists suddenly flashed with excitement. The two kings are going to duel after all!

"Well, you didn't disappoint me."

Jiang Han looked at Zhou Yi, who was a few years younger than him, and spoke faintly.

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "monasteries in southern Jiangsu Province, Zhou Yi, come here to teach!"

Words fall, people move!

Zhou Yi set off like a thunder, leaving only a faint shadow in place.

He slightly coagulated Han's eyes and quickly played several air bombs to block Zhou Yi's progress.

But he obviously thought more. Zhou Yi was neither Yue Wen nor comparable to Yue Wen. With one punch, he smashed several air bombs. For Yue Wen, the powerful air bomb could not stop Zhou Yi.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yi came to Jiang Han. He waved his iron fist to Jiang Han's beautiful face. The fist had a powerful force. Rao Shijiang didn't dare to block him.

He took a step back and a layer of colorless energy gushed out of his body. When Zhou Yi's fist came, the cold energy automatically poured into Zhou Yi's fist.

Zhou Yi only felt that his fists seemed to be in a swamp for an instant. He moved forward very slowly and showed a proud smile at the corners of Han's mouth.

He jumped up high and stepped on Zhou Yi's head with his big feet. Obviously, he wanted to step on Zhou Yi's feet.

Zhou Yi disdained to smile. His iron fist suddenly accelerated and broke the strength of Jiang Han in an instant.

Jiang Han was surprised and wanted to take back his stepped foot, but it was too late. Zhou Yi's iron fist directly hit Jiang Han's leg bone.

His face changed dramatically in the cold city, and a feeling of pumping pain came from his lower leg. He even felt that his lower leg was about to break.

Zhou Yi didn't give Jiang Han a chance to react. He continued to bully him.

Will be cold busy back, legs slightly lame, looks a little strange.

This scene fell into the eyes of all the martial artists under the stage, which immediately made them look strange. Why did they limp after only one round?

Jiang Han's complexion was not very good-looking, and he lost his elegant appearance of light wind and cloud in an instant.

"It seems that I underestimated you."

There was a flash of pure light in Han Xing's eyes. He took out a long sword from his waist and said slowly.

"It's still a medium-quality magic weapon long sword." Zhou Yi muttered in his heart, thinking that the weapons equipped by Han Tianjiao are magic weapons or attack magic weapons.

"In the last martial arts competition, I used this Qiushui sword to defeat the late Huajin martial artist whose cultivation was one level higher than me. Zhou Yi, you are very lucky and deserve my best."

Jiang Han's tone was calm, as if he was giving alms to Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi couldn't help rolling his eyes. He hates people who have to fight for a long time. His motto is, if you can solve it with your fist, never use your mouth!

So Zhou Yi moved. While Jiang Han still wanted to talk endlessly, his immortal fist technique evolved from Da yanjue, with a momentum of taking pictures of the sky and the earth, narrowed Han's pupils and stabbed Zhou Yi's chest with the autumn water sword in his hand like lightning.