The Second Immortal Road

　　Han Ming's reputation is not obvious, it is because he is usually extremely low-key, and never shows a mountain leak, so if only Han Mingyu makes the Qingye magical artifact fly close, almost no one will care.

But the Yu Yanluo next to Han Ming is different. Although Yu Yanluo usually goes deep and simple, she has an amazing appearance and can be ranked in the top five in the entire sect. It is inevitable that she will become a lot of male disciples. The object of secret admiration.

　　 So Han Ming hadn't fallen yet, he felt a swarm of eyes projected over, or envy, or surprise, or regret.

　　 Han Ming glanced at Bian Shang Yu Yan Lu, and after a little frown, he became complacent, automatically ignoring those gazes.

Han Ming looked at the more than 30 high platforms in front of him, and after a few thoughts, the imperial envoy flew towards the sixteenth seat from the left with the Qingye artifact, and then collected the artifact, together with Yu Yanluan. It fell on a huge boulder that was more than a hundred feet wide.

This huge boulder has a high terrain. Standing on it, you can have a panoramic view of the seven or eight high platforms nearby. It is a good place to watch Xiaobi fighting, so there are a lot of people gathered here, there are eighty or ninety. Lots of bits.

　　 Han Ming glanced, and then walked to a corner with fewer people, stood there, and looked towards several high platforms.

　　Yu Yanlu naturally followed Han Ming's footsteps and stood quietly beside him. From a distance, it really looked like a couple.

Soon after Yu Yanluo fell, many people on the boulder noticed this stunning beauty, whether she had seen it before or not, she was amazed. When she saw Han Ming next to Yu Yanluo, she suddenly became more jealous. , After seeing Han Ming's cultivation of the Great Perfection, he just concealed the expression of disdain and contempt.

　　 However, those people who should take a few more peeks are still not less, and some people who feel that they are in good condition, even look directly at it, do not hide the admiration in their eyes.

Han Ming looked around and watched the battle on the nearby high platform for a while. He shook his head slightly, retracted his gaze, walked a few steps to a stone bench next to him, sat on it, and then moved from the storage bag. Take out an ancient book from it and look through it.

Seeing this, Yu Yanlu also followed up, sat on a stone bench next to him, and asked softly: "Senior Brother Han, don't you look at the fighting methods of the brothers? It's better to be prepared in the afternoon. There will be no rush."

Han Ming raised his head, glanced at the fighting technique in the distance, and said faintly: "Junior sister, take a look. I have to speculate about a secret technique recorded in this classic book. It may be used in actual combat. , It can be considered as preparation for the afternoon competition."

Seeing Han Ming's own plan, Yu Yanluan is not good to say anything. He just looked at Han Ming a few more times before turning his head and watching the battle on the high platform. The actual fighting method between disciples is relatively rare, and she still wants to see more, after all, she can learn a lot of experience.

After Han Ming smiled slightly, he just continued to turn his attention to the ancient books in his hand. It wasn't that he despised the disciples of the following peaks, but now he is younger than in the early stage, and there are still relatively few masters. For him, there is no What is worth seeing!

　　 In the next few hours, Han Ming has been quietly trying to figure out the classics in his hand, and he did not take a second look at the following fighting techniques.

During the period, the senior sister surnamed Qin Yu Yanluan came over, and after greeted Han Ming, she pulled Yu Yanlu aside, whispering and talking about something, and she glanced at Han Ming a few times during the period, too. I don't know what was said, it made Yu Yanluo's face blush, and it was even more charming, making the many male disciples who often peek around around him for a while.

"Sixteenth game, fifty-eighth, Jin Dingfeng Bai Tuoyu to Cangshu Pavilion Han Ming!" A low and steady voice came from somewhere on the high platform below. Although the sound was not loud, it was full of breath. It's far!

　　 After hearing this sound, Han Ming raised his eyes slightly, flipped gently with one hand, and put away the ancient book, and then slowly stood up.

　　 "The opponent is Jin Dingfeng's senior. Jin Dingfeng is almost all Jin Linggen. He is famous for his strong offensive power. Brothers should be careful." Yu Yanluo greeted him and said in a low voice.

Han Ming nodded and waved his hand, releasing the green leaf artifact, and flew towards the sixteenth high platform. At the same time, another monk wearing a golden robe enlisted a middle-grade speeding car, also towards the sixteenth high platform. The high platform flew away.

　　 Han Ming tilted his eyes slightly, unexpectedly it had some influence on this person. When he followed Jindingfeng to the Wanjinling Cave, this person was also a fellow traveler.

　　 Han Ming flew to the front of the high platform, leaped forward and gently landed on the high platform, bowed his hand to a long-bearded old man on the side of the high platform, and then stood still, quite indifferent.

　　The head of the high office, the bearded old man, seeing that both sides are in place~www.wuxiaspot.com~, he faintly ordered: "Take out their respective identity tokens!"

　　 Han Ming and the young man in the golden robe took out their tokens at the same time, held them in their hands, and faced the long-bearded old man with one stroke.

　　 The long-bearded old man swept his eyes and said blankly, "I won't say anything more about the rules. Just remember that you can't maliciously mutilate the same door. Then the old man announced that the fifty-eighth game will begin."

"Sister, this Senior Brother Bai is one of the direct disciples of Jin Dingfeng. Although it is only the bottom, the spiritual weapon on his body is definitely not comparable to us. Although you are also a great accomplishment in Qi training, you may not be able to support it in his hands. Ten breaths, do you think your brother Han can win?" The female sister Qin stood on the boulder and touched Shang Yu Yan Luan with her shoulder.

　　 "Brother Han will win!" Yu Yanlun nodded, but a trace of worry flashed in his eyes!

"It's also your brother Han's bad luck. I met an opponent of this level in the first game, but I hope he can win." The sister Qin frowned and looked over, her eyes were a little curious. She had never seen Han before. Ming moved his hands, but wanted to see his methods.

　　 The long-bearded old man said that the battle had started, but the young man in the golden robe at the Golden Summit was not in a hurry, but stood with his hands together, looking at Han Ming with a smile.

"I’ve seen Junior Brother Han before. At that time, we went to the Wanjin Lingxue together. It’s rare for Junior Brothers to make such rapid progress in cultivation! I used to think that Senior Brothers were in the library, Wanwu Pavilion, Refining Pavilion and other miscellaneous things. The cultivation base of the disciples is generally lower than that of the disciples of the various peaks, but I did not expect that a Junior Brother Han would have such a great accomplishment in Qi training, and he would come to participate in the sect competition!".

　　 Han Ming didn't answer when he heard the words, but directly picked up the magic formula, and with a wave of his hand, he threw a fireball and flew slowly towards the young man in the golden robe.