Top-level Air Luck, Quietly Practiced For Thousands of Years

　　 Seeing that Zhou Fan was so confident, Han Jue decided to move for real.

　　 Defeated Zhou Fan before he showed strong strength, so the influence would not be great.

　　 Otherwise, if Zhou Fan behaves well enough, Han Jue will defeat him again, and he won’t be able to keep a low profile.

　　 With so many people watching the battle, it is absolutely impossible for Han to drag everyone away.

　　 After thinking about it, Han Jue stepped towards Zhou Fan.

　　 Mo Zhu looked solemn and said, "Zhou Fan's companion magic weapon is very strong. Because of this treasure, Master made an exception and accepted him as a personal disciple."

　　 Chang Yueer disdainfully said: "Compared with my junior brother Han, he is far behind."

　　 Xing Hongxuan did not speak, but Meimu stared at Han Jue closely.

　　 Zhou Fan smiled confidently, but when he saw Han Jue walking straight towards him, he was still flustered inexplicably.

　　Because he heard Mo's revenge, he often blew Han Jue!

　　 Over time, he felt that Han Jue was very strong.

　　 "Today I will defeat him, soaring into the sky!"

　　 "You are optimistic, I want to make you regret it, and let you understand that you are wrong!"

　　 Zhou Fan thought silently, thinking of that smiling pretty face, he became very angry.

　　 He raised the little black clock, ready to show his edge!

　　He has a crazy smile on his face.

What about 　　 Tianjiao!

　　 Today, Zhou Fan, I want to defeat Tianjiao upright!

　　咻!

　　 A sword light shone, making Zhou Fan subconsciously close his eyes.

　　噗—

　　 Zhou Fan was bombarded with vomiting blood and flew upside down, like a kite with a broken line, flying directly out of the fighting platform.

　　静!

　　 The audience is silent.

　　 Everyone was stunned, none of them recovered.

　　 Fighting started?

　　 Fighting is over?

　　 Even Old Immortal Dao Lei, who was sitting in this inner gate assessment, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

　　 Han Jue stopped, and the sword shadow behind him quickly disappeared, only appearing for less than two seconds.

　　 He turned around and bent over to clasp his fist towards Old Immortal Dao Lei.

　　 Dao Lei returned to his senses and announced: "Yu Youfeng Han Jue wins!"

　　 Boom!

　　 There was a sensation in the audience, the male disciples were discussing, and the female disciples' eyes on Han Jue were beaming.

"So fast?"

　　 "Zhou Fan is nothing but that!"

　　 "It's Han Jue who is too strong!"

　　 "Who is Han Jue, when did Yuyoufeng have such a arrogant talent?"

　　 "He is so handsome, is he the one that female disciples often discuss?"

　　...

　　 Han Jue quickly stepped down and disappeared into the crowd.

　　 Since the fighting platform was not damaged, the second fighting started soon.

　　 Zhou Fan withdrew from the crowd with the help of a group of Tianleifeng disciples.

　　 There are still blood stains on the corners of his mouth, his face is pale, his eyes are blank, and his whole body is desperate.

　　 The blow was too big.

　　 He doesn't even know how he lost.

　　 But the moment he was hit by the Sanqing Jueying Sword, he smelled the breath of death.

　　 He knew that Han absolutely could kill himself.

　　 A second ago, he was still full of confidence.

　　 A second later, he fell off the fighting platform.

　　 Zhou Fan couldn’t wait to find a seam to drill in.

　　 He knew he was going to become a joke.

　　 Chang Yue'er, Xing Hongxuan, and Mo Zhu wanted to find Han Jue, but found that they couldn't find this guy.

　　 Han Jue hides in the crowd, watching the battle silently.

　　 An hour later.

　　 The top five decided.

　　 The five disciples will draw lots to determine the bye, and the bye will directly advance to the top three.

　　The disciples have no opinion. At this point, everyone's strength gap is not big, and everyone can be in the top three.

　　Luck is an indispensable thing on the path of spiritual practice.

　　 Han Jue hesitated, if he became the top three bye, can he just give up?

　　 Anyway, the first three can choose Xiantian Dongfu...

　　 Yes!

　　 In this case, his influence will be minimized.

　　He prayed silently.

　　 "Byes, Yuyoufeng Han Jue!"

　　 Dao Lei Lao Xian announced that the other four disciples cast envy and vigilant gazes at Han Jue.

　　 They all witnessed Han Juesecond's victory over Zhou Fan, and the spirit power of this fellow was not consumed much, and it was in a state of heyday.

　　 Han Jue was ecstatic.

　　 He walked off the stage silently.

　　 Changyue’s sons and three daughters immediately surrounded him, so that he could not escape.

　　 "Junior Brother, you are very hopeful to win the first place this time!" Chang Yueer said excitedly.

　　 Mo Zhu and Xing Hongxuan were also very excited.

　　 They all adore Han Jue, and they naturally want to see Han Jue make the most of the show.

　　 Han Jue shook his head and said, "I can't. It's not easy to get here."

　　 Zhou Fan, who was squeezing here, almost didn't hold back when he heard it.

　　 He also wanted to ask Han Jue what magic trick he used to defeat him, but he heard such words.

　　 Zhou Fan was anxious and couldn't help but spray blood, spraying the head of a disciple in front of him with blood.

　　 He quickly turned and left.

　　 Han Jue turned his head to look, he could no longer see Zhou Fan.

The next two battles are extremely exciting. The magical weapons, spells, body skills, charms, etc., are displayed incisively and vividly. The strength of the four disciples is comprehensive, and it can be said that they are evenly matched. No matter who wins and who loses, they have contributed wonderfully. which performed.

　　 The top three came on stage.

　　 "The three of them fought each, each of them fought two games, with a complete victory for the first place, one win and one loss for the second place, and two losses for the third place." Dao Lei said.

　　 Han Jue suddenly raised his hand and said, "Elder, I admit defeat. In order to quickly defeat the opponent, my spiritual power has been exhausted and has not recovered. Let them decide the outcome. I am willing to be third."

　　個—

　　 Everyone was in an uproar, and Chang Yue'er and three daughters also stared beautifully.

　　 Zhou Fan of the crowd was stunned when he heard it.

　　 Is that true?

　　 If this is not the case, why does Han Jue admit defeat?

　　 So I am not that weak.

　　 [Zhou Fan’s favorability for you has increased, the current favorability is 2 stars]

　　 Han Jue saw this line of words in front of him, he was insane.

　　 Daolei Laoxian took a deep look at Han Jue, then nodded and changed the rules. Han Jue was in third place.

　　 Han Jue stepped down immediately. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 The next fighting method is less exciting than the previous one, and both of them have consumed a lot of spiritual power.

　　Han Jue felt that he could pick two.

　　 In the end, the top three were decided, and this inner door assessment was over.

　　 The top three followed Dao Lei Lao Xian to the main peak.

　　 During the flight of the sword, Han Jue appeared in front of his eyes:

　　【You won the top three low-key in the internal assessment, and got a spiritual treasure】

　　 [Congratulations on obtaining the Seventh-Rank Lingbao-Jin Chan Xuan Shen Yi]

　　 [Golden Chanxuan Shenyi: Seven-Rank Lingbao, can automatically resist the enemy's attack, the maximum can resist the attack of the cultivator of the god, if the spiritual power is injected, the defense power will be enhanced]

　　 Han Jue raised his eyebrows.

　　 Is it so powerful?

　　 is worthy of being a spiritual treasure that is stronger than magical weapons and magic weapons!

　　 Seven-Rank Lingbao, is there a sixth-Rank, 5-Rank to First-Rank?

　　 How strong is the first-grade Lingbao?

　　 Han Jue guessed silently.

　　He is in a good mood.

　　 This wave is too cool, he got the Jin Chan Xuan Shen Yi, his sense of security greatly increased, coupled with the innate cave mansion, it can be described as a bumper harvest.

　　 Putting on the golden cicada mysterious clothes, he can practice with peace of mind, not afraid of sneak attacks.

　　 There are very few Huashen monks, and it is difficult to give birth to one like Yuqingzong for hundreds of years.

　　 But Jin Chan Xuan Shenyi can only protect him. He ran into the Nascent Soul monk, and the opponent could not kill him, nor could he kill the opponent.

　　 Han Jue couldn't help but smile.

　　 "Is so happy to be third? Is it possible that Fairy Xi Xuan asked you to fight for third?" Dao Lei asked suddenly.

　　 The two disciples in front of him turned to look at Han Jue, with weird expressions.

　　 They are not stupid, and they think Han Jue's surrender is too weird, but this is also a good thing for them, so they didn't question it.