If you don''t think of some way, if you go on like this, you will lose in Zhang Han''s hand. Tian is not easy to drink a low voice. The real yuan in his body is splashed out without money, and the attacking petals are pushed back in an instant. With one move of the right hand, the red flame fairy sword wrapped by cherry blossoms immediately flashed out.


    He stepped on the void and pinched a Dharma formula with both hands. The red light on the red flame immortal sword was unsteady. In an instant, he turned into a 100 meter long red fire real dragon and roared and dived down.


    On the ground, the first people watching the battle looked shocked. Cangsong sighed in his heart. Elder martial brother Wan once said that Tian is not easy to be dull on the outside, but actually he is beautiful on the inside. In addition, his character is tenacious, which is of great benefit to the way of cultivation. Now it seems that what he said is not bad.


    Just look at the appearance of the red fire real dragon, if there is real fire and terrible high temperature, I feel it. In recent years, I''m afraid it''s not easy to belong to the field!


    "A thousand Sakura views are strict!"


    Zhang Han waved his arms. Under the control of Lingya and Zhenyuan, hundreds of millions of cherry blossoms were immediately divided into eight strands, four of which met the fire dragon and wrapped around its body, and the remaining four strands wrapped around the fire dragon''s limbs respectively.


    In an instant, the 100 meter long red fire dragon was completely wrapped by countless cherry blossoms. The rope composed of cherry blossoms rotates and cuts the body and limbs of the fire dragon, trying to divide it into several pieces.


    "Eh?"


    Zhang Han did not expect that the temperature of the red fire dragon transformed by the red flame fairy sword was very high. If the cherry blossoms were cut on him, they would be burned by the high temperature if they could not last for a few seconds. The spiritual pressure and Zhenyuan carried on the petals consumed very quickly.


    Zhang Han''s face was cold, and he immediately increased the output of spiritual pressure. The high-speed rotating flower sea was one minute faster again. Before long, the red fire dragon howled bitterly, and was completely cut into several pieces by the tidal flower sea, which finally dissipated into countless flames.


    Seeing the red fire real dragon can''t help the damn sea of flowers, Tian Buyi is really angry. Holding the red flame immortal sword in his right hand, he crossed his chest, pinched the Dharma formula in his left hand, stepped on the seven stars, and walked seven steps in mid air, "nine days xuancha, turned into divine thunder..."


    "This... This is the true formula of the divine sword to resist thunder?!"


    On the ground, those who recognized this move cried out one after another. At the same time, they involuntarily retreated outward. In just a few seconds, they retreated to a hundred meters away.


    Feeling the extremely dignified power pressing on his shoulder, Zhang Hanyang looked up and saw the dark clouds in the high sky, wantonly surging. He couldn''t help looking solemn. With a move of both hands, a pink soul chopping knife flew out of the sea of flowers, and other cherry blossoms flew to his shoulders to form two wings emitting glittering white light.


    "End view, white Emperor sword!"


    Each of the left and right wings is five or six meters in size. Hundreds of millions of petals condense on it and burst out dazzling light. It really looks like an angel coming to the world!


    Around the body, after the petals condensed into wings, they immediately sent out a trace of cold, and even the water molecules in the air were frozen into ice edges.


    Just as the two of them led thunder and gathered the White Emperor''s sword and were ready to work hard, the leader immortal daoxuan suddenly flashed into the air and shouted, "enough!"


    With this explosion, daoxuan transported the huge real yuan in his body, and the sudden explosion sounded like a flat thunder in everyone''s ears.


    The disciples watching the battle in the distance could not help but scream. They covered their ears with their hands. They only felt that they were shocked by the explosion. Their heads immediately became dizzy. They almost wanted to fall to the ground. After a long time, they still felt the buzzing sound caused by the tremor of their eardrums.


    Tian Buyi and Zhang Han, one standing on the nine days and the other standing safely on the ground, but the surging momentum was a little paused, and they all looked at immortal daoxuan.


    Taoist Xuan raised his head, his robes were bulging, and he looked like a fairy wind and crane bones.


    He scolded Tian not easily, "there are swords and swords in the challenge arena, and some casualties are inevitable. Besides, I have just checked. Martial nephew song just suffered some skin injuries and will recover in a few days. Younger martial brother Tian is so angry. Do you have any mind of the first seat?"


    Tian Buyi''s face was livid and he opened his mouth. Finally, he didn''t say anything, and slowly converged to Zhenyuan.


    Seeing this, immortal daoxuan turned his head and looked down at Zhang Han. He shouted fiercely, "evil disciple, don''t converge Zhenyuan quickly. Do you want to kill the master and betray him?"


    Zhang Han curled his lips and put away the solution reluctantly. Just made a little feeling, he was interrupted. He was really upset.


    However, he knew in his heart that daoxuan first reprimanded Tian Buyi, and then reprimanded himself. His position was already clear. He knew that he was very angry only by looking at Tian Buyi''s face.


    Zhang Han thought in his heart. He didn''t mention it in the original book. It turns out that his teacher is also a protector of his shortcomings.


    Before daoxuan could say anything more, Tian Buyi''s sword flew down. His sleeve robe rolled up song Daren lying on the ground, turned into a red awn and disappeared into the distant sky in an instant.


    Daoxuan fell down and said to Zhang Han, "come with me." his tone was neither happy nor sad, and he didn''t know what he was thinking.


    In the field, seeing that Zhang Han left with immortal daoxuan, the people immediately burst into an uproar and talked about it wantonly.


    Some say that Zhang Han''s accomplishments have exceeded that of the first field. In particular, the girls of xiaozhufeng are deeply fascinated by the handsome posture and aura in that moment.


    Some people say that Zhang Han is a little worse than the difficulty of starting the field. After all, the true formula of the divine sword against thunder is the Taoist method of Qingyun gate town level, and Zhang Han should not be able to stop it


    For a while, there were different opinions, and noise was not uncommon at the meeting. However, we all know that this session has produced such an evil spirit, and others may become the background board


    In the Yuqing hall, immortal daoxuan sat at the top, the other seats were lined aside, and Zhang Han stood in the hall without saying a word.


    Taoist Xuan stared at Zhang Han with a gloomy face. Seeing a calm color on his face, he slowly said, "when you went up the mountain, you said you had only learned some family martial arts. Then tell me, where did your move to decompose the knife into petals come from?"


    Zhang Hanxin knew that when he used thousands of Sakura, it would inevitably arouse daoxuan''s doubt, so he didn''t panic. He pulled out the soul chopping knife with his backhand and stood in front of him.


    Seeing Zhang Han drawing his knife for no reason, the people couldn''t help but feel a little cold and guard secretly.


    Feeling the tension of the first audience, Zhang Han smiled, "master, my knife is a family magic weapon, which can be transformed into any desired shape, as long as my Zhenyuan is strong enough and my control is fine enough, for example!"


    While talking, Zhang Han input some spiritual pressure into the soul chopping knife. He saw a little red light flash across the dark red blade, and immediately turned into a big blood red hand with five fingers into claws, which was amazing.


    "Still have such, Ling dance, sleeve white snow!"


    Zhang Han whispered again, holding the handle of the knife in his hand, and drew a semicircle in the air. Suddenly, the whole knife became milky white, crystal clear, and a long white ribbon was attached to the end of the handle.


    As soon as the sleeve white snow appeared in the field, it scattered an amazing chill. For a moment, the temperature of the whole Yuqing hall was lower, and the cold was filled with air.


    "What a beautiful knife!"


    Standing behind master Shuiyue, Lu Xueqi couldn''t help exclaiming. Although she felt that the shape of the soul cutting knife was a little strange, which was very different from that of the Middle Earth, she still felt that the light of the blade was introverted, gentle but not dazzling. The thin ice mist shrouded it, like a beauty who still held the lute.