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"It's over." On Tianjian Peak, Huo Jianyang said calmly, "This Han Qing's strength is stronger than we imagined, and he can cultivate it well in the future."

Not only Huo Jianyang thought so, but most of the people from the Four Great Peaks camp also thought so, including Xuannvfeng Su Yueyin.

Su Yueyin could feel the horror of Han Qing's sword. Not to mention the peak Nascent Soul, even a mid-stage False God Realm or even an ordinary late-stage master might not be able to stop him.

Aunt Zhang clenched her fists tightly, her collar was already soaked in sweat. Although she was not on stage, she was more nervous than herself.

The sea of ​​swords is vast, and the sword energy is boundless. Wang Huai's figure is like a mayfly lost in the sea of ​​swords. He has no power to resist and can only drift with the waves, and every wave is full of deadly sword energy.

"Here..." Han Qing saw with his own eyes that a sword qi penetrated Wang Huai's body, bringing out a few traces of blood, followed by countless sword qi, without giving Wang Huai any chance to breathe.

In Han Qing's view, the power of the soul of the water system erupting from Wang Huai's body was nothing more than a dying struggle before death.

"There are not many people who can make me use this trick. You are only the peak of Yuanying. Even if you die, you are proud enough." Han Qing said.

"is it?"

Amidst the thousands of sword qi, Wang Huai actually stood still, and then looked at Han Qing, "I have never thought that death is something to be proud of. Pride belongs to the living."

"Fuxi cut" Wang Huai said silently, and raised the broken sword in his hand. A cold glow appeared in Han Qing's boundless sword sea, and an invisible force surrounded the broken sword, completing the half of the sword by itself. , and then a sharp sword energy fell with the sword body and cut out.

"boom"

One sword falls, ten thousand swords give way,

Han Qing saw that his boundless sea of ​​swords spread out to both sides at this moment, and forcibly gave way to Wang Huai's sword.

"It's interesting. You are stronger than I thought, so it's interesting enough." Han Qing was a little surprised, but didn't think too much about it. In his opinion, Wang Huai was stronger, but the result was still the same.

"gather"

With Han Qing's order, the boundless sword energy gathered instantly, and collided with Wang Huai's sword in mid-air.

"Keng~~"

The violent impact rushed towards the mountain a few hundred meters away from Wudoutai, and the echo resounded for a long time.

"This move is okay against Chen Lingshan, but it's not enough to deal with me. Use your remaining two moves as well," Han Qing said.

Han Qing had followed Wang Huai's previous matches, so he knew Wang Huai's moves.

"Okay, I'll fulfill you." Wang Huai was also unambiguous, and followed up with a move of "Fu Xi Mie", which was about to destroy the world.

"The move is very strong, but your strength is still too weak, and you can't exert the power of this sword at all. It really humiliates this powerful sword move. Why don't you give me this sword, maybe I can spare your life. This sword is definitely in my hands, and it is much more useful than yours." Han Qing said while waving his sword to block.

"Really, but I don't think so." Wang Huai said, the sword technique changed, and the sword scripture that had been falling down was suddenly retracted, followed by the power of the soul of the water system burst out instantly, and attached to the broken sword .

"Fu Xi Mie!"

Fuxi's life and death sword, the third move, is also the strongest move, before the second sword is finished, Wang Huai slashed out.

Wang Huai used this trick to kill Zhang Binzhu before.

"It's finally here, let's end it." After Han Qing finished speaking, his legs sank to the ground without dodging, and he rushed directly towards Wang Huai's sword move.

On the martial stage, Han Qing's fire-type soul power created powerful flames, which almost enveloped the entire martial stage, and the two silhouettes sword-swapping in the sea of ​​flames was spectacular.

"This Han Qing?" Su Yueyin frowned, with a hint of disbelief in her eyes, because she found that the aura emanating from Han Qing seemed to surpass the middle stage of the False God Realm.

"Not good, he is a master in the late stage of False God Realm." Su Yueyin was shocked, it turned out that Han Qing had been suppressing his own strength before.

"Die!" Han Qing said, stretched out his left hand, and even pinched the sword that Wang Huai slashed with his hand, and the aura of the late stage of the False God Realm on his body could be seen at a glance.

"Oh my god, Han Qing actually pinched Wang Huai's sword with his hands. You know, that sword is enough to kill a mid-stage False God Realm expert like Zhang Binzhu. It's also a mid-stage False God Realm. Why is there a difference in strength? Is it that big?"

"No, then Han Qing is not in the middle stage of the False God Realm, but in the late stage." Finally, many disciples also discovered this situation.

"Late stage? Doesn't that mean that his strength can be compared with the previous four? Huo Jianyang, the master of Tianjian Peak, broke through to the late stage of Mahayana, and now the younger generation, in addition to Huo Junfeng, has a genius in the late stage of False God Realm. It seems that Tianjian Peak is really about to rise."

……

"You are finally willing to use your real power." Wang Huai looked at Han Qing and said.

"Hehe, I wanted to keep it for the last time, but I didn't expect to meet you. It's a pity." After Han Qing finished speaking, his other hand turned into a palm knife and slashed towards Wang Huai. In his opinion, Wang Huai was almost All the power has been used on this sword, and this sword is pinched by himself, and Wang Huai has become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered at this time.

"It's a pity, it's only interesting in the late stage of False God Realm." Wang Huai sneered.

"kindness?"

Seeing the change in Wang Huai's expression, Han Qing's heart trembled, and a strange feeling came to his heart. Why was Wang Huai still so calm after knowing his own strength?

Does he still have cards?No, it's impossible, it should just be a struggle to death.

When Han Qing's palm fell, Wang Huai didn't dodge, in fact he couldn't dodge either.

But at the same time, the power on the broken sword pinched by Han Qing suddenly multiplied, and the majestic power seemed to directly shatter Han Qing's arm.

"What's going on?" Han Qing felt strange.

"You are not the only one who hides your strength." After Wang Huai finished speaking, the aura on his body also exploded, directly raising a level.

"In the early days of False God Realm?"

It turns out that Wang Huai is already a master at the early stage of the False God Realm, and he has not used his real power until now. It seems that he was just playing with Chen Lingshan, Zhang Binzhu and others before.

"So what about the early days of False God Realm, you are still going to die." Han Qing was also a little surprised, but the palm had already fallen, and Wang Huai couldn't avoid it.

"boom"

Han Qing's palm landed on Wang Huai's shoulder, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard clearly. Blood spurted from Wang Huai's mouth, and was burned to ashes in the fierce flames, but at the same time, the man pinched by Han Qing The broken sword was also loosened, and it actually cut Han Qing's thumb directly, and continued to fall, drawing a line of blood at the base of Han Qing's arm.

After a few breaths, the flames disappeared on the fighting platform, and two figures, Wang Huai and Han Qing, stood on the platform, less than five meters apart.

"Pfft..." Wang Huai spat out a mouthful of blood again, leaning his body as if he might fall down at any time.

"Why, is the competition over? Who won?"

"Needless to say, Wang Huai has spurted blood several times, Han Qing must have won."

"is it?"

"Snapped"

Just when everyone was guessing who would win and who would win, the sound of something falling to the ground suddenly attracted everyone's attention. Looking at the fighting platform, what fell on the platform turned out to be an arm.

Han Qing's arm.