Chapter 84 Proposal

The dark blue energy surrounded the whole ring. Zhang Fengnian chopped left and right. The continuous sea could not be cut off by a long sword. The feminine energy of the water system was vividly reflected at this moment.

"ji"

Haiya's silver bell-like voice penetrated the whole campus. The first time she saw such a grand soul skill, the souls under the stage dared not come out and quietly watched the next development.

Yuyue and Hai Fengtao nodded with satisfaction at the same time, and this daughter has finally grown up.

The ruthless Taoist sat next to Hai Fengtao and was slightly surprised. "Lord Hai, Lord Yu, it seems that your Lanhai Sect is really hidden. This time, our Wudang faction really has no chance at all."

Hai Fengtao's eyes showed an unbearable joy. This time, the number of Lanhai Sect disciples who came to participate in the competition seems to be much less than in the past, but in fact, its strength is hard to say. Zhao Haoran alone can be said to be the so-called best of the rest of the sects, but Haiya and others are not particularly conspicuous.

"The little girl just got a little advantage by chance. I think this ruthless disciple has already had a certain degree of temper to practice sword spirit."

The ruthless Taoist heard Hai Fengtao's praise very well. "He has been with me for ten years. If he doesn't grow at all, it's really humiliating to me."

Zhang Fengnian seemed to hear the words of the ruthless Taoist, and his face became solemn and contemptuous. The weak little girl in front of him was not easy to provoke.

After meditating on the magic formula, the long sword was shining, and the soul power was directly bounced off when it touched the sword body. Zhao Haoran looked at it very seriously, but he also couldn't figure out how the soul art of the Wudang School had such a strange effect. He was curious and couldn't wait to find a Wudang disciple to compete with him, but his brand was extremely reliable. After that, no matter how anxious you are, you can only wait for three or five days.

I don't know when the hairband on Zhang Fengnian's head on the field fell to the ground. His long hair split loosely, but with a frivolous smile on his face, "Sister Hai, I blocked your soul art, and it's up to me next."

Haiya raised her lovely eyebrows and said, "There are a few nonsense. Use all the tricks."

While talking, Zhang Fengnian's long sword suddenly disappeared. Haiya's consciousness could not detect its existence and was a little nervous. The galactic hairpin turned into more than a foot long, wrapped around Haiya and was ready to welcome Zhang Fengnian's offensive at any time.

"Sister Hai, be careful."

Zhang Fengnian shouted confidently, stretched out two fingers into a sword shape, and stroked a few hairs on Haiya's forehead, and the Milky Way hairpin was too late to resist.

Haiya opened her eyes, but there was nothing she could do. Obviously, this Fengnian gave her permission. If this sword was directly cut on her head, she would have no resistance. At this time, she has been defeated. The Wudang School relies on a long sword, and most of the soul art is also related to the sword. It is extremely powerful, but she has never heard of such a hidden sword body. Haiya suffered from this.

If there is no way to crack Zhang Fengnian's hidden sword soul art, I'm afraid it will only be a matter of failure sooner or later, and standing on the ring is just a shame.

Haiya bit her lip and said reluctantly, "I admit defeat."

The disciple of Brahmazong in a samurai next to him bowed with one hand and shouted at the highest seat on the school: "Wudang sent Zhang Fengniansheng."

Those who are qualified to sit on the seat are all Japanese souls. The following can be seen clearly. Naturally, there is no need for anyone to report, but this is a habit formed for many years. After all, it is still a happy thing for their own doorman to win, so there is such a form.

The ruthless Taoist arched his hand and smiled, "Make concessions."

Hai Fengtao and Yuyue are very satisfied with Haiya's performance. With their strength, they can easily judge the hidden position of Zhang Fengnian's long sword, but the soul of the same level is very difficult. I don't know what method is used. There is no good response to such soul skills except that their consciousness is one level higher than that of their opponents. Right method.

That is to say, only the February soul can find the hidden sword performed by Zhang Fengnian, the January soul, and Haiya does not have that strength.

The two just smiled faintly and didn't say anything.

The ruthless Taoist thought for a moment, "Lord Hai, I don't know if your daughter has an object for double cultivation. I don't know the strength of my useless disciple. I don't know..."

Hai Fengtao suddenly understood the meaning of the ruthless Taoist. He looked at Zhang Fengnian standing beside Haiya with a stiff smile and kept saying something. He saw Zhao Haoran squatting not far away. He thought for a few seconds and replied, "Let them see their own affairs. I have never thought about it. Interference with children's freedom."

The ruthless Taoist laughed, "That's good, that's good."

He can be said to know this apprentice very well. When he saw Zhang Fengnian's realization, he knew his thoughts, so he made such a request to Hai Fengtao and breathed a sigh of relief. If Hai Fengtao refused, I'm afraid there would be no chance at all.

After a brief chat, several people began to concentrate on the test on the ring.

Zhao Haoran stood up, took a few steps, and came to Haiya dozens of feet away.

Zhang Fengnian has been staying in the middle of the disciples of the Blue Sea Sect and refused to leave, and the rest of the people did not say much. I don't know what method Fengnian used. In a few words, Hai Ya was so happy that she smiled, and the unhappiness of losing the test had long been forgotten.

Zhao Haoran was a little unhappy, but when he saw Haiya feeling better, he was relieved and stood under the ring and watched the comparison attentively.

Most of them are disciples of the six sects, and all kinds of magic weapons and soul skills are emerging one after another. The disciples of those small sects have no chance at all. Thinking about all this now, a large part of them rely on Fengyang's original help.

It can be felt that several people of Lishan sent their eyes staring at him. Zhao Haoran showed a cold light and specified about the gap with the other party in his heart. At present, it is definitely not a good way to fight hard, but if it is urgent, they can't think about it.

Unconsciously, a day passed. Except for Haiya, the other disciples of Lan Haizong have won. The remaining three are Zhao Haoran, Otu and Lei Teng. All three of them are very strong. If they don't meet a powerful opponent, it must be easy to successfully advance.

Surprisingly, in addition to the seven giant sects, several large and medium-sized sects also won, one of which was an old acquaintance of Zhao Haoran, Bayanle of Hehuan Sect, who pestered his opponent to death with his skilled wooden soul skills, compared with Yun Daozong's Hu Qing, who was beaten and smashed by Zhao Haoran, was not bad at all, which attracted the attention of various sects.

The rest is not worth mentioning. There is nothing outstanding at all. Zhao Haoran didn't pay much attention to it at all.

For four or five days in a row, the ring competition has been carried out in an orderly manner. It seems that they don't like such an environment. Several Japanese souls of the Brahma sect never appeared again, and only a few months of soul disciples were responsible for delivering tea and water to the strongmen of the rest of the sects.

There are at least a dozen disciples who die in this ring every day. Zhao Haoran sighed that even if they are soul, they can only be bullied without strength. Many times, the powerful party can obviously stop, but he still kills his opponent without hesitation, as if he has great hatred.

Among the six sects, Jiang Yinzong had the most dead disciples. Shi Bo looked extremely cautious. After appearing on the court, he saw that his opponent was the moon soul and directly announced his surrender. Zhao Haoran couldn't help shaking his head. This guy was really too backbone. He jumped off the ring before he took action, fearing that the other party would kill him, but the wind tree Leaves are a good thing, and I don't know if he needs anything else.

Thinking of this, Zhao Haoran's eyes lit up and patted his head. He was so stupid. Why did he have to find so many rare medicinal herbs alone? After the big comparison is over, he can find a few people to go to the trading markets around the world according to the image. Although those medicinal herbs are precious, they must still exist.

"Blue Sea Sect Lei Teng vs. Lishan School Tiandi Fanxing

What's the name? Zhao Haoran looked at the ring curiously. The face of the Lishan sect disciple named Tiandi Fanxing was full of scars, and his hair was casually put behind him, and powerful power was emitted between his hands and feet. The slate protected by soul power under his feet also showed cobweb-like cracks, showing his extraordinary strength.