Cannon fodder's counterattack

not far away.

Seeing this scene, Shi Yuyao touched Yuan Yihuan and said, "See, this is dog licking, licking until there is nothing left."

Although Yuan Yihuan didn't know what dog licking was, she roughly understood what Shi Yuyao meant. She sighed, "Hey, you chase me, and I chase him. How tiring it is. Can't you practice well during this time?"

"So, you must not agree to Han Lu. Our goal is to defeat all men and reach the peak of life!"

Shi Yuyao patted her shoulder and said sternly: "Even if you want to agree, you have to wait until Nascent Soul or Transformation God. If you don't let him chase her for a hundred thousand years, how can we show the excellence of our Ah Huan."

"Also, you must get my consent when the time comes. After all, you and I are on good terms first!"

Why is Han Lu involved again?

Yuan Yihuan was confused. He looked at Shi Yuyao who suddenly became excited. He sighed, raised his hand to help her straighten her clothes, and said seriously: "You are the gentle and dignified Fairy Yuyao, please pay attention to your image."

"I'm going to compete, come on!"

"Hey, why are you leaving so quickly? You haven't promised me yet!"

The two chased each other away. Huo Ling, who came to watch the excitement, accidentally saw the backs of the two and said meaningfully: "Xiao Huan'er has grown up too!"

After the third round of competition, Yuan Yihuan and others successfully advanced and finally came to the final round of competition.

Yuan Yihuan also met his biggest opponent since the competition, Han Lv's brother Han Ling, a swordsman close to the peak of the Golden Core.

Han Lu looked at the figure on the stage worriedly and frowned. Senior Brother Han Ling's natal spiritual sword had been baptized by Mingyan Mountain and had its own fire attack. Moreover, his inner sword could differentiate into light and dark. If you don't pay attention, , I'm afraid I will suffer a big loss.

Originally he wanted to remind Yuan Yihuan, but then he remembered that girl's temperament.

Han Lu hesitated for a moment and then approached the ring.

No, you have to tell her!

On the ring, the two of them saluted each other. Just as they were about to take action, a dark sound floated into Yuan Yihuan's ears.

Be careful with his heart sword!

Heart sword?

Yuan Yihuan paused, and subconsciously glanced down, meeting Han Lu's worried gaze.

She looked away as if nothing had happened and looked at Han Ling. With a wave of her long sleeve, the Shanhe Pen came out of her sleeve and attacked forward.

At the same time, she tiptoed, took a few steps back, and distanced herself from Han Ling. She quickly formed a spiritual seal in her hand, and the ice cage rose into the sky.

Han Ling looked at the green light flying towards him. He raised his left hand, and a golden light burst out from his sleeve. The golden spirit sword was surrounded by hot fire, and it directly faced the green light transformed by the Mountain and River Pen.

"boom!"

The two collided, and a wave of air exploded. The green light and the golden light quickly separated and flew back to their respective masters' hands.

The moment the ice cage broke out of the ground, Han Ling tiptoed just in time to escape the ice cage. He jumped again and landed on the ice cage.

Yuan Yihuan held the Shanhe Pen and with a wave of the pen, Yu Huan trapped and killed, twelve red gold talismans and seals appeared out of thin air and galloped away.

Three killing characters were in front. When they rushed in front of Han Ling, the three merged into one and instantly turned into a huge golden sword and slashed forward.

The phantom characters followed closely, and the illusory white mist rose, covering half of the arena.

Afterwards, the trapped characters were at the bottom and the imperial characters were at the top, surrounding Han Ling.

Seeing this, Han Ling clasped his palms together, and several sword energy burst out from the spiritual sword, and he rushed towards the golden sword.

The golden sword was blocked, and the two were in a stalemate for a few breaths. The golden sword suddenly dissipated, and the golden light re-condensed into three red gold talismans and returned to the position of the twelve star array.

The sword energy swept out across the sky, cutting a gap in the white mist.

Han Ling chuckled, "It's a small trick!"

is it?

A dim light flashed across Yuan Yihuan's eyes. He pressed down with his left hand. The ice cage at Han Ling's feet suddenly collapsed. The ice crystals quickly turned into a huge water snake. With a flick of its tail, the snake's tail wrapped around Han Ling's limbs.

She didn't give Han Ling a chance to react. The Shanhe Pen came into the air a little bit, and the twelve red gold talismans quickly returned to their positions. The twelve purple stars formed, and a huge golden formation instantly appeared on the arena, trapping Han Ling inside. .

Seeing this, Huo Ling shouted happily, "Xiao Huan'er is awesome!"

But Han Lu and Shi Yuyao next to them kept keeping their minds on their chests. Han Ling's Heart Sword has not yet been released, and the competition is still going on!

Sure enough, when Han Ling saw that he was forced into such a situation by a little girl in the middle stage of the Golden Core, his face darkened, his fingertips moved slightly, and countless sharp sword energy flew out from the spirit sword, and the water snake that had been roaming around for a long time suddenly Was instantly defeated.

He held the spirit sword, raised his hand and executed a sword technique, and a small sword shadow suddenly flew out of the sword. The sword shadow fluttered for a moment, followed by a soft cry, and shot towards Yuan Yihuan.

Heart sword!

Yuan Yihuan's eyes tightened, and he quickly threw the Shanhe Pen. The Shanhe Pen instantly grew in size, and three auras of light gushed out from the arm-thick barrel at the same time.

Suzaku's scream, White Tiger's roar, Xuanwu's low groan, red light in front, white light followed closely, green light broke behind, and hit the Heart Sword one after another.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Three violent explosions sounded, and waves of air rushed out, forcing the referee beside the ring to reinforce the protective shield again.

The spiritual power in Yuan Yihuan's body poured into the Shanhe Pen continuously, resisting Han Ling's Heart Sword. The golden light of the Spirit Sword in front of Han Ling flashed, and countless sword energy was accumulated for the Heart Sword.

Suddenly, Han Ling raised his eyebrows and smiled, and fired another sword technique with his left hand, and an illusory sword shadow flew out of the sword body.

The sword shadow flashed and appeared behind Yuan Yihuan.

Dark sword!

Han Lu clenched his fists subconsciously and stared at the heart sword closely.

Yuan Yihuan noticed the strange movement behind him, remembered Han Lu's previous reminder, frowned, and shouted: "Little lazy!"

"Roar!"

As a roar sounded, everyone saw a green light flying out of Yuan Yihuan's arms.

The huge green snake wrapped around the black turtle. When the green snake narrowed its red eyes, the hidden heart sword instantly appeared, and a silver light lit up on the black turtle shell.

The silver light flashed slightly and then crashed into the heart sword.

"puff!"

The dark sword was damaged, and Han Ling spurted out a mouthful of blood. The bright sword, which was in a stalemate with Shanhe Bi, trembled. It could no longer withstand the impact of Shanhe Bi and flew into Han Ling's Dantian.

Shanhe Bi paused for a moment, then rushed forward again under Yuan Yihuan's urging, and stopped in front of Han Ling.

"I lost!"

Han Ling had a pale face and spoke weakly.

He didn't expect that Yuan Yihuan also had a basalt beast, and he could feel that the other party's spiritual power was as endless as mountains, rivers, lakes and seas. If he only fought for spiritual power, he might not be able to defeat her.

Yuan Yihuan also breathed a sigh of relief, and casually cast a spell to recall the Shanhe Brush. If it weren't for the support of the Ice Spirit Bead, she would not have dared to directly compete with Han Ling for spiritual power.

After all, he is in the late stage of Golden Core, and she has just entered the middle stage of Golden Core.

At the end of the competition, Xiaolan quickly shrank and got into Yuan Yihuan's arms again.

Yuan Yihuan walked slowly down the ring and was greeted by Huo Ling's warm embrace, "Xiao Huan'er, you are great!"

"Senior sister, let me take a breath first."

"Oh, please sit down and rest for a while." Hearing Yuan Yihuan's weak voice, Huo Ling quickly let go of her and helped her aside.

Then he looked at her eagerly, "Xiao Huan'er, can you let me see your spirit beast? Is it really Xuanwu?"

"Well, really!"

"Let me see quickly..."

Han Lu stood behind the crowd and watched Yuan Yihuan being surrounded by his disciples. He subconsciously raised the corners of his lips, then jumped up onto his own ring.

At this moment, Yuan Yihuan suddenly turned his head and looked in his direction, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Come on!