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It seems that the fourth skill has not been completed, right? This idea flashed in Han Jing's mind at that time, and she immediately left it directly behind her, and focused on guiding the pure sword spirit to circulate in her body.

The sword spirit of the ice soul sword seems to have suction, and the aura free in the air surged, rushing through the gap of the whip shadow to Han Jing. These five elements of aura in the air are much stronger than the outside world. Although the cold spirit of the ice can only absorb the aura of the water and then transform it into ice mysterious power in her body, over time, the ice mysterious power in her body is also quickly full.

Except for Yang Feng, when everyone had no hope of Han Jing to recover the situation, she miraculously broke out.

The ice mysterious power gushed out from the thunder gun, and the body of the gun flashed. As she danced quickly, it turned into an ice dragon stretching its body in the shadow of the whip.

The ice dragon swims, accompanied by a light fog, and the water of the falling tide of the whip image quickly fades.

Yu Wenxu didn't understand why the situation suddenly reversed. He was still fighting as a trapped beast. He roared, and the long whip rolled up and wrapped around the ice dragon's neck, pulling the ice dragon and rushed to the sky.

The thunder gun was pulled away, Han Jing floated close to him, and the ice Xuanli condensed finger sword cut across Yu Wenxu's neck.

It was the cold and mysterious power of the ice sword spirit, which made Yu Wenxu's heart jump cold and unable to resist. The handsome and sissy face showed a frightened look. He seemed to be frozen and dared not move.

This sharp turn-down scene shocked Yu Wenxu's relatives and friends and even the people in the eighth branch hall. They couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing one after another: this boy is usually like that, but he is a coward, and his original shape is revealed at the critical moment.

In fact, Yu Wenxu can't be blamed. He is really not worthy to be an opponent of Han Jing. Even if his surface strength is higher than Han Jing, he can't stand the ice sword in her body.

After a mysterious collision between the thunder gun and the long whip that flew into the air, no one could still fall down. The thunder gun fell down and inserted on the ground. Only one point of Li Yu Wenxu's toes scared his face like earth, but Han Jing, whose nose was sensitive and exaggerated, smelled a strange smell subconsciously. A pool of water stains was found on the ground between his feet.

"Well, it's disgusting! As for the trousers that are scared, then who, go quickly." After saying that, Han Jing quickly pulled out the thunder gun and ran far away, as if she had been chased by a ghost.

The audience laughed everywhere, and the faces of everyone related to Yu Wenxu were black, especially the blue veins on the forehead of the eighth hall on the main hall. It is estimated that Yu Wenxu will definitely be slapped to death if he dares to appear in front of him at this time.

The eighth head of the hall is also a neutral camp. There is a tenth head of the same camp as Nangong He who is happy to watch jokes. At the same time, he also sow discord and deliberately said, "Hanqing, this boy's mouth is really bad."

Nangong He smiled at this time: "Fortunately, Nangong Mao's stupid boy is not very good at it, but he is not afraid of death. Even if he dies, he will not be ashamed of me."

"Do not say sarcastic words, Nima is happy with 50 steps and 100 steps. If you have the ability to let your players kill Han Qing, I will convince you!" The eighth hall owner was confused and the wording was extremely inappropriate, which made people in the same camp frown.

Yang Feng had a good temper at this time as if he didn't hear it. He even closed his eyes. I don't know whether he really fell asleep or closed his eyes to refresh his mind. Anyway, the corners of his lips were obviously in a good mood whether he was sleeping or awake.

Yu Youmin frowned and looked unhappy.

Xiquan said at this time, "Master, I have a suggestion that now the seed players in the major branches have almost brushed Han Qing. Can we consider directly letting Han Qing win the championship and give the rest of the players a chance to compete normally?"

At the beginning, Xi Quan's suggestion will certainly be criticized, but now the top seed players in the first division are five out of four. In fact, the first division can't take advantage of it, and even suffer losses. After all, there is hope that there are no players in the first division among the players who enter the ninth floor with Han Jing, that is to say, the first point The strength of the players in the hall is not strong in the eighth floor.

"I support the suggestion of Lord Xi." Nangong He immediately echoed.

" seconded." Yu Mubai made a very straightforward statement.

Except for Yang Feng, all the branch owners actually agree with Xi Quan's opinion. Yu Youmin is really ironic: "By the way, you don't plan to eliminate the players of their Nanmo Branch on the ninth floor?"

"The opportunity is not big. Besides, if our players can't even win the two kids, Leng Wuya and He Yuanshan, they deserve to be eliminated. Please give the remaining players a chance to compete fairly. Nangong He said very sincerely, as if Yu Youmin did not agree, but it was unfair to favor the Nanmo Branch.

Hearing this, Yu Youmin simply gave this decision to Yang Feng: "Yang Feng, Han Qing is your player in the division. What do you say?"

"Disciples have no objection." Yang Feng's attitude is surprisingly good. Anyway, there is no loss in this way. If Han Jing continues to fight, it is really possible to meet the cold end.

Just now, Yang Feng was also paying attention to Leng Wuya's game. The boy's super performance was actually very stable. Although he was not as evil as Han Jing, he had always won the challenge of leaps and narrowly. In the previous challenge, Leng Wuya is a dazzling dark horse, and the scenery in this session is completely covered by Han Jing. Others are not optimistic about Leng Wuya, but he firmly believes that it is no problem for Leng Wuya to get the top ten.

After symbolically soliciting the opinions of the heads of various departments of the General Hall, Yu Youmin said decisively, "That's it."

When the law enforcement disciple entered the ninth floor and found Han Jing and told her the decision of the master, she was not happy: "Champion, I want to get it with my own strength. Why don't you want me to fight!"

"You can appeal to the master." The law enforcement disciple did not want to offend Han Jing and gave a rather smooth answer.

"Appeal!" Han Jing stamped her feet with a straight face.

The space portals under the seventh floor are fixed. From the seventh floor, the space portals have been suspended and have special controls. As soon as you walk here, the space portal will automatically fly down. Han Jing and her law enforcement disciples have entered the portal one after another. A burst of white light flashed, and the two were transferred to the steps on the left side of the main stand.

When she came out, Han Jing's face was still tight. She rushed straight to the main stand and asked unhappily, "Who is the master of the hall? Why don't you let me continue to fight? I want to win the championship with my own strength.

Who is the master of the palace?

After Yu Youmin took over the Xuanqi Temple, it was the first time that someone asked him so face to face. This feels quite fresh. Although I feel a little embarrassed, I don't get much annoyed.

As a master, Yang Feng had to pretend to scold: "A Jing is rude. Hurry up and apologize to the master of the hall."

"I didn't do anything wrong. Why should I make amends? Don't listen to you, you coward!" With a white eye, Han Jing estimated that the master's face was not big enough about this matter. Thinking that the master had helped her before, she looked around and shouted, "Where's the master? I'm looking for the master."

Yu Youmin asked curiously, "Why are you looking for the master?"

Don't mention Yang Feng's expression. Others also want to laugh or not. They want to see how Han Jing answers.

"My master is a coward and afraid of the master of the divine horse. The master is bolder than him. I asked the master to help tell the master that I want to continue to compete and win the championship with my real ability." In the end, Han Jing was so impassioned that everyone couldn't help laughing.

Yang Hua smiled and shook his beard: "This child is so funny. Oh, his teeth are sore with laughter."

blinking her eyes, Han Jing scratched her head and asked innocently and confusedly, "What did I say? You all laughed stupidly." There was another burst of laughter, which made her really angry. She shook the thunder gun and shouted on Master Yang Feng's neck, "To be honest, what are you all laughing at! Are my words funny?"

The laughter in the main stands suddenly stopped.

We have never seen this kind of rebellious disciple who points Xuanbing at his master. It seems that the owner of the Xuanqi branch hall who was threatened by Xuanbing on his neck does not seem to be common. Han Jing should be dismembered by five horses under normal conditions.

Two fingers clamped the tip of the gun, and Yang Feng said helplessly, "Ajing, don't mess around. The master is your master, who asked you to pay for the gift. Hurry up and visit the master.

Huh? This joke seems to be a lot of noise! Han Jing took back the thunder gun as a crutch, blushed with embarrassment, and looked at Yu Youmin who wanted to say anything.

"Do you still know how to be shy?" Yu Youmin couldn't help laughing.

"Well, it's not shy, it's an accident!" Han Jing replied with a hard mouth.

It was not surprising that Han Jing would have this answer, but Yang Feng was worried that someone would do something about it, so he kept winkling at her. But she didn't look at him at all, but looked at Yu Youmin.

"What's unexpected? Do I look like a master or the master? Yu Youmin asked with great interest.

"It's not like that." Han Jing answered honestly, but it didn't make Yang Hua anxious. Yang Feng also felt a headache and sighed.

"Tpeak and listen." I don't know what the bad taste is, but Yu Youmin is not angry and is very interested in asking questions.

"The master is domineering and looks like a fierce spirit. As for the master, they all say that if there is a teacher, he must have his apprentice. Look at my master's eyebrows. The master should also be treacherous and slippery. You don't look at all. You're so handsome that you're almost scum. You're more handsome than Brother Leng. You're not at all the same level as my master.

Speaking of this, Han Jing was not so shy and said righteously, "So if I admit my mistake, I blame it on my master's waste material for misleading me."

Yang Feng couldn't help shouting, "Jing, do you have a toothache if you don't hurt me one day!"

She was embarrassed. Han Jing couldn't find a vent and roared back louder than Yang Feng: "You are ashamed to blame me. The head of the temple is the master. You don't tell me such an important thing. You just want to want to make a fool of me."

"I tell you, will you listen?"

"How do you know I won't listen if you don't tell me?"