Martial Arts Evil God

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Dongfang Han attacked Jue Wuxin with one knife after another. Jue Wuxin looked gloomy and used one killing move after another. However, even so, Jue Wuxin was defeated step by step.

This made countless cultivators stunned.

"Dongfang Han doesn't look strong, much worse than Jue Wuxin, but in this situation, Dongfang Han is suppressing Jue Wuxin, and Jue Wuxin has no power to fight back!"

"Tsk tsk, what a surprise!"

"It can't be said to be a surprise. Dongfang Han has defeated Jue Wuxin many times, which shows that Dongfang Han is extraordinary."

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At this moment, countless cultivators sighed with emotion.

As Jue Wuxin's master, Qu Youliang looked extremely ugly.

"Damn it." He cursed in his heart.

He was defeated by Mu Tianhe many times, and now his apprentice is fighting against Mu Tianhe's disciples, and the result is that his apprentice is crushed.

Dongfang Han is a disciple of Zhentian Xianzong. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a disciple of Mu Tianhe, the master of Zhentian Xianzong.

He was naturally in a bad mood. He had thought that after his disciple defeated Dongfang Han, he would mock Mu Tianhe a few times, but now he had no such opportunity.

His disciple was actually abused so badly, this feeling was really too unpleasant.

On the contrary, Mu Tianhe had a smile on his face, especially after seeing Qu Youliang's ugly face, he was even happier.

Huhu~~~

The battle continued.

Dongfang Han began to exert his strength gradually, and Jue Wuxin, who was already unable to resist, was in a worse situation.

"How could I not beat him!" Jue Wuxin's face was ferocious: "Fire Cloud Sword Technique!"

Buzz!

The strongest move was performed.

Fire Cloud Sword Technique, this is Jue Wuxin's strongest killer move, it is a bit burdensome to perform it with all his strength, but in order to win, he can no longer care so much.

Whoosh!

Fire clouds appeared out of thin air, densely packed, completely covering Dongfang Han.

"Go to hell!" Jue Wuxin gritted his teeth and roared.

At this moment, Jue Wuxin exerted all his strength.

Boom!

Facing Jue Wuxin's strongest killing move, Dongfang Han's eyes were cold, just like the extreme ice on the Wannianhan Mountain. Where the Fengyue Sword passed, the endless fire clouds were shattered.

"What?" Jue Wuxin's eyes were full of disbelief, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

His strongest killing move was actually cracked like this? And it couldn't cause any damage to Dongfang Han. Could the gap between them be so big?

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Dongfang Han continued to rush towards Jue Wuxin. His moves were not strong, but Jue Wuxin couldn't resist them.

"I said, you are not my opponent! Not before, not now, and not in the future!" Dongfang Han's voice was cold, boom, and he chopped down with the last knife.

Bang!

Jue Wuxin vomited blood and flew backwards, and was directly blown out of the ring.

In the first round, the last battle, Jue Wuxin lost.

"I lost? I lost again! I have become an immortal, but I lost to him again. This is not true, not true." At this moment, Jue Wuxin's faith collapsed.

He has been fighting hard for more than an epoch, and has experienced many hardships. He has hardly relaxed. Finally, he has become a powerful immortal through corpse transformation, and he is not an ordinary immortal.

"Dongfang Han wins!" Mu Senlin announced loudly.

Since then, the first round is over.

"Next, Zhen Yijun, Hai Lei, Mingliang, Dongfang Han, the eight of you will draw lots to determine the top four! Similarly, the winner will advance, and the loser will be eliminated!" Mu Senlin said.

Not long after, the draw was over.

Eight cultivators, four groups of duels, Dongfang Han's opponent is a cultivator named Mingliang who performed very well in the previous round.

Mingliang, his realm is the level of a second-tribulation immortal, and he is one of the cultivators who has the hope of winning the championship.

Dongfang Han met Mingliang. In the four duels, he was one of the cultivators who was not optimistic about the outcome. Even though Dongfang Han had defeated Jue Wuxin before, in the minds of many cultivators, Jue Wuxin would not be able to enter the finals.

Jue Wuxin might not be able to beat Zhenyijun, who won the first place through the audition.

And in the minds of many cultivators, Zhenyijun might not be able to beat cultivator Mingliang.

The second round of duels.

One after another, those cultivators who were optimistic about the outcome all won.

For example, Hai Lei, Zhenyijun, and another cultivator Sri Simon, who was also very famous.

The duel between Dongfang Han and Mingliang was the last of the four duels.

Not long after.

The duel began.

"Dongfang Han!" Mingliang looked at Dongfang Han, and the fighting spirit in his eyes rose.

He had naturally seen Dongfang Han's previous battles. Dongfang Han was very strong, but in his mind, he was still far behind himself.

"Mingliang!" Dongfang Han muttered silently. To be honest, he did not take these opponents seriously.

In his mind, only the top talent of the Mu family could pose a threat to him.

Boom!

The next moment, two strong men who believed they would defeat their opponents without a doubt started fighting.

"Who will win?"

"The last duel of the second round!"

"I hope we can see a wonderful duel!"

"Which duel in this martial arts competition is not exciting?"

"That's right! These are all well-known figures in the martial arts world!"

"If that woman hadn't been from the Mu family, and had extraordinary talents and stunning looks, how could such a top genius participate in this contest to recruit a bride!"

"You're right!"

Many onlookers were discussing and chatting.

The battle on the stage has also reached a fever pitch.

In fact, this is because Dongfang Han hid his strength. Otherwise, he would have defeated his opponent with thunderous power!

But even so, it didn't take long before Dongfang Han slowly used his strength to defeat Mingliang.

"Dongfanghan has won again!"

"Did Dongfang Han break through to the level of Sanxian?"

"This is really not the case. The energy he uses is very mysterious. It is not like the power of a loose immortal or an immortal. It looks a bit like the power of a half-immortal, but the power of a half-immortal is not as strong!"

"This Dongfang Han won't win the first prize, right?"

"Not to mention, he really has this hope and possibility. After all, he has now entered the semi-finals. The four people who have entered the semi-finals at this time all have a 25% winning rate!"

"That's right, the strength of these four people is not weak. Who wins and who loses can only be known after the battle. After all, Dongfang Han, who has been looked down upon many times before, has entered the semi-finals, didn't he?"

"Let's see, no matter how many guesses you make, they are just guesses and may not become facts!"

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Dongfang Han entered the semi-finals, which was emotional for many people, but for Mu Zixue and her father Mu Tianhe, it was a normal thing.

Because they knew before that Dongfang Han was very powerful, comparable to some of the top Second Tribulation Loose Immortal monks!

Now, Dongfang Han successfully defeated the Second Tribulation Loose Immortal level Bright Bright, and has proven his own strength. He indeed has the combat power of the top Second Tribulation Loose Immortal!

"Dongfang Han!" In the distance, Jue Wuxin gritted his teeth and looked at Dongfang Han with endless hatred in his eyes. The three humiliating defeats in his life were all due to Dongfang Han's defeat. Now he saw Dongfang Han. Han made great progress and continued to win. It was strange that he could feel at peace in his heart.

Huhu~~~

Next, the draw for the semi-finals began.

Four people, paired up in pairs.

In the first game, Dongfang Han fights against Zhen Yijun.

"Dongfang Han's luck this round is not very good!"

"Yes! He defeated Mingliang after a hard battle not long ago. I'm afraid he hasn't returned to his best condition yet, right? If he fights against Zhenyijun, an existence with nearly top-notch Second Tribulation Loose Immortal combat power, he is afraid of failure. Very sexy!”

"I don't think the True First Army can stop Dongfang Han! After all, the strength that the True First Army showed before is not as strong as that of Bright Sanxian!"

"You can't say that. The strength shown by Zhenyi Army before is indeed not as good as that of Mingliang Sanxian, but don't forget that the previous existence did not force out the full strength of Zhenyi Army!"

"This makes sense! No one can guarantee that the outcome will be known before the battle is over. Just like the Zhenyi Army may still be hiding its strength, Dongfang Han may also be hiding his strength."

"Yes, why are you talking so much nonsense? Just watch this showdown!"

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Under the spotlight.

Dongfang Han and Zhen Yijun both stepped onto the stage.

"I will definitely win!" Zhen Yijun's eyes flashed with firm belief: "I will definitely marry Lin Xue!"

Zhen Yijun, there is no power behind him, no, there should be no extraordinary power. He is able to reach this point completely relying on himself. Why does he want to participate in the competition to recruit a bride? Because he has met Lin Xue in the past.

He had also communicated with Lin Xue. He could be said to have fallen in love with Lin Xue at first sight, so when he heard that the Mu family was holding a martial arts competition to recruit a bride, he rushed over immediately. Then after some inquiries, he found out that the contestant was Lin Xue, so he did not hesitate. He did not hesitate to participate in the audition for a martial arts contest to recruit a bride. He was already strong, and there were no powerful experts in the martial arts contest to recruit a bride. Naturally, he won the first prize smoothly.

However, he had known for a long time that even if he won the first place, it would only be the first place in the audition, nothing important, because there would be a real final later.

Now that he has entered the semi-finals, he believes that he can finally win the championship.

He also saw the strength Dongfang Han showed before, and he felt the pressure, but pressure was pressure, and he was still confident that he could win!

Defeat Dongfang Han!

Then win again!

In that case, I can hug the beauty back as I wish!

Therefore, at this time, Zhen Yijun has an invincible belief in his heart, and he must win even if he fights to the death!

As for Dongfang Han, it was naturally impossible for him to give in!

Because Lin Xue is his woman, he already owes Lin Xue a lot. No matter what, he can't let her down. At this time, for him, it is God blocking the slaying god, and the devil blocking the slaying demon!

boom! boom!

Both took action with firm conviction.

Dongfang Han is a master of swordsmanship, and Zhen Yijun's strongest skill is also his swordsmanship!

Two knife masters started a duel.

Bang! Bang!

In the blink of an eye, the two fought countless times, with terrifying collisions raging over the ring. If it weren't for the defensive formation, the aftermath of the battle would have spread to an endless range!