There was a loud "boom".

The white sword slashed at the blue ice wall, slashing the ice wall to pieces, and countless blue ice chips burst out!

Wu Lei was startled, and was about to make a move, when the frost and cold qi behind him rushed over, scattering into a blue air mass, wrapping the white sword tightly.

In an instant, a thin layer of frost condensed on the white sword, and the white sword was constantly rolling, and white light continued to flash on the sword, shaking these ice chips down.

But this blue ice was also an unusual thing, and the white sword shook off a few layers of movement and froze, and the ice on it became thicker and thicker.

Han Yu's face sank, and he didn't hesitate to instill mana, only to see the white sword hum, and it suddenly turned into five zhang long, shaking all the ice on it!

Han Yu was about to recall the white sword, and the blue dragon spewed three mouthfuls of blue ice in its mouth, enclosing the white sword in the middle in a zigzag shape, and then burst violently.

Three blue ice clouds submerged the white sword, and the white sword struggled frantically inside, constantly getting bigger and smaller but useless, and the blue ice cloud slowly condensed into cold ice, solidifying the white sword in the center.

Han Yu's face changed, and the connection between him and Bai Jian was cut off.

Wu Lei shouted, and a black iron sword appeared in his hand, and as soon as he pinched it, the black sword turned into a streamer and struck like lightning!

Han Yu wanted to pat the storage bag and take out the Qingling Sword to meet the enemy, but as soon as his mind turned and his feet exerted force, the person turned into a breeze and came to the side, violently instilling mana into the Qingling Needle!

Wu Lei saw that the black sword missed the blow, snorted coldly, and pinched his hands, the black sword turned a corner and continued to stab towards Han Yu.

Han Yu flashed to the side again with a misty step, and suddenly with a wave of his right hand, a blue ghostly light swept towards the black sword like lightning, turning the black sword into an ice sculpture and falling to the ground.

I saw Han Yu's eyebrows raised, and the blue glow swept towards Wu Lei!

Wu Lei's heart sank, obviously his careful thinking just now was seen through by Han Yu.

Just now, Jiaolong spit out three mouthfuls of blue ice that consumed a lot of his blood, and he wanted to delay a little time by raiding, but Han Yu used another rune treasure by himself, and this decisiveness caught him off guard.

Seeing that the blue light turned into the Qing Ying Needle had rushed towards him, a trace of ruthlessness appeared on Wu Lei's face!

I saw that he decisively bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed the essence blood on the wooden box, and his face became a little pale.

The blue light on the dragon suspended in mid-air flashed, and it became lively again, rushing towards the faint blue light.

Wu Lei breathed a sigh of relief in his heart when he saw it, and put away the last trace of contempt for Han Yu.

All the disciples watching in the audience were completely attracted by a moving battle between Han Yu and Wu Lei, and they were dumbfounded and did not dare to be distracted.

The old man surnamed Hong in the audience saw Han Yu's decisiveness, and a smile also appeared on his face.

This ability was a battle with a huge disparity in strength, but it was flattened by Han Yu.

He didn't expect that Han Yu would be able to see through Wu Lei's little tricks at a glance and use the Qingying Needle Rune Treasure!

In the ring, Han Yu couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw that the green needle in the sky was once again suppressed by the cyan dragon.

As long as he drank a drop of spring water and used the Qingluo knife, Han Yu was sure to cut the frog Jiao with one knife, but it would definitely be countless troubles that followed!

It has also been a while since he entered the Imperial Sword Sect, Han Yuke knows the temperament of those who are in charge, and he knows that he has a treasure on him, and he will definitely not scruple about any ethics and morals, and he will definitely be able to do such a thing as killing people and robbing people.

Looking up at the Qing Ying Needle slowly being suppressed, Han Yu's face showed a look of madness.

I saw Han Yu's figure flashing, turning into a breeze and rushing towards him with countless phantoms.

A sneer rose at the corner of Wu Lei's mouth, and he saw that the frog Jiao got rid of the entanglement of the green needle, and spit out a mouthful of blue breath.

I saw that the aura turned into dozens of ice picks in mid-air, and then with a flash of blue light, it turned into tens of thousands of cow hair ice needles, whistling towards the necessary route.

Wu Lei also knew very well in his heart that as long as he dragged on for time and let Qingjiao exhaust the power of the talisman treasure, Han Yu would become the meat on his board and let him slaughter it!

The move he made just now was to let the pace that hindered Han Yu's progress and let the rhythm of this competition be in his hands.

"Senior Brother Han, don't be struggling. My Wu family is willing to take out this treasure, and it is your honor that you can die in the hands of Qingjiao!"

Han Yu, who was running at extreme speed, ignored it, and saw that the ice cloud that was about to land did not pause and dodge, but his steps were three points faster.

Wu Lei was a little puzzled, but his face was full of joy, it would be better if this pockmark took the initiative to die!

Wu Lei turned his gaze to the sky, and continued to manipulate the frog Jiao to consume the power of the Qing Shen Needle, waiting for Han Yu's head to faint and kill himself!

Han Yu rushed in and saw the dense ice needle cuffs on the top of his head shook, and the jade book appeared in his hand.

When the ice needle was less than a zhang, Han Yu instilled the little mana left into the jade book, and then stretched out his hand, and the jade book turned into a gentle light that enveloped him.

"Whoa..."

The ice needle pierced the jade book with a screeching sound, and the light on the jade book became dim.

Han Yu was startled, and ran forward dozens of feet, and was about to run out of this area, when he heard a soft "click" in his ears.

I saw that the jade book in his hand was shattered into countless pieces and fell to the ground, Han Yu threw it casually and continued to rush forward!

At the moment when he rushed out of this area, several ice spikes pierced his back, and Han Yu couldn't help but snort, but his footsteps didn't stop!

Wu Lei turned his head and was taken aback, seeing that Han Yu had rushed outside the collapsed ice wall!

As soon as Wu Lei's hand touched the storage bag, he saw Han Yu smile weirdly, and waved his hand at him gently!

Wu Lei felt a slight tingling in his neck, and suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and he didn't even have the strength to lift a finger, and fell into the cold abyss.

Ignoring the cold coming from his body, Han Yu ran over and took the wooden box in his hand and poured out the blood inside!

The frog in the sky was about to breathe a breath of ice, and suddenly felt that the power in his body was dissipating, turning into a green shadow and falling towards the wooden box.

Han Yu turned his eyes and saw the spider silk suspended in the air behind Wu Lei, and the barb was coagulated with blood, which was particularly strange under the hidden light of blue ice.

On the jade platform, all the foundation building monks were stunned when they saw this.

A group of foundation-building monks, including the head of Yu, all thought that Han Yu had used some kind of strange spell to freeze Wu Lei, and their hearts were slightly relieved when they saw that Han Yu did not go on a killing spree.

Floating in the sky, the white-faced scholar sank slightly.

Suddenly, Wu Lei's hand was crooked, and he wanted a ball to roll down into the distance, and a warm blood sprayed on Han Yu's body.

A surprising scene has appeared!

Han Yu took out a jade bottle, collected Wu Lei's blood, and then put it into the storage bag nonchalantly.

Han Yu raised his hand and made a move into the air, and the green light immediately turned around and flew over, and when it arrived in front of Han Yu, it returned to the form of a talisman, and the blue light continued to flicker.

Han Yu felt that the pain in his body was not as good as the pain in his heart, and he reached out to take it, and when the rune paper was still a foot away from his hand, a flame spontaneously ignited on the talisman for no reason, and a flame lit up in the sky, and then turned into a cloud of ashes and landed on the tip of his toes.

Han Yu lowered his head and looked at the ashes, a wry smile appeared on his face, and his heart was full of reluctance.

This talisman treasure was completely scrapped after only a few uses, and most of the power sealed in it was consumed by the frog, Han Yu was faintly afraid in his heart, but fortunately he did not hesitate at the critical moment.

The white-faced scholar in mid-air removed his shield and landed in the ring.

Han Yu didn't have time to feel sad when he saw it, and quickly took off the storage bag on his body.

Then he quickly touched the corpse and swept away the things on his body, and then respectfully bowed to the scholar.

"Hey, how did you do it just now?" the white-faced scholar shook his head and sighed, asking curiously.

Han Yu grinned flatteringly, but the blood stains on his face made him look like a demon.

"Uncle Shi, this is a low-level magic weapon for my disciple. Han Yu respectfully handed the spider silk into his hand.

Han Yu knew that they must want to know the truth, and if they didn't explain the truth, it would definitely arouse the curiosity of the Zhuji monks, and it would be bad if they carefully inquired into his secret.