On the field.

Jiang Han, who defeated Chen Zong, took a breath and the airflow smelled a little bloody.

This was not caused by injuries, but after a series of battles, many impurities in his qi and blood were squeezed out, and as he breathed, it made his qi and blood more condensed and pure.

"It is worthy of being a perfect existence in the Blood Refining Realm. Qi, blood and body are almost the same as me. Martial arts are also top martial arts at the mortal level. If you want to fight quickly, you will have to rely on the Immortal Body."

Of course, only Jiang Han’s own physical condition is known best.

The immortal body cannot recover its physical strength, and cannot replenish qi and blood out of nothing, but it can recover all injuries. This is undoubtedly the most suitable physique for rough and arrogant fighting style.

Just now, Jiang Han planned to spend less energy and fight quickly. He was ready to perform the third move of the Earth-Splitting Halberd, but unexpectedly, after a few collisions, Chen Zong became timid and began to defend comprehensively.

This time, there is naturally no need to use the third move of the Earth-Cracking Halberd. Jiang Han directly relied on the recovery ability of the immortal body and was not afraid of the side effects of damage to the muscles and bones, sourness and weakness. He slashed wildly and defeated Chen Zong.

"It seems that the third move of the Earth-Splitting Halberd must be tried after all."

Jiang Han smiled in his heart, and his eyes had already fallen on Song Yang, whose expression was as gloomy as water.

He is very revengeful and dares to rely on his strength to threaten himself. Then he will make up for his sword on the way to the Qingxuan List!

The 14th Battle, the 33rd Qingxuan List...

Song Yang!

Not many people know about the conflict between Jiang Han and Song Yang, but it is an indisputable fact that Song Yang is very close to the Lin family. It was not beyond everyone's surprise to suddenly challenge Song Yang at this step.

If Jiang Han wins, although he cannot achieve one step across the seventy, the fourteen consecutive victories are also the only two in ancient and modern times!

"snort!"

Song Yang's face was cold and he was not surprised by Jiang Han's challenge. After snorting coldly, he walked to the field with his weapon and a red gold and black iron stick.

"I admit that I underestimate you... But, are you also underestimating me too much?! After the battle with Chen Zong, I dared to challenge me again. Should I say you are too confident or too arrogant?!"

When he arrived on the court, Song Yang looked at Jiang Han indifferently and said coldly.

Jiang Han looked at Song Yang calmly, and after a few breaths, he spoke lightly.

"So what if you underestimate you?"

A plain sentence, but like thunder, made Song Yang's face look extremely ugly in an instant, and a hint of anger flashed through his eyes.

"Okay! OK! Then you can try it!"

After the white-clothed deacon signaled to start, Song Yang held the red gold and black iron rod in his hand and jumped up suddenly, holding the rod in both hands, shouted loudly, and knocked hard at Jiang Han's head.

Buzz!!

The heavy red gold and black iron rod fell down with one stick, as if a huge rock fell from a high place, with the power of Mount Tai pressing the top of it. It was unstoppable, as if it wanted to kill Jiang Han with one stick on the spot.

Faced with this stick, Jiang Han's eyes flashed in his eyes. He held the Black Iron Han Light Squid in his hand, but did not intend to retreat at all. Instead, he held the halberd in his hands and raised it up horizontally.

If the sky collapses with one stick, then he will shake the sky and stomp on the ground and lift it up!

boom!!!

The red gold and black iron rod and the black iron cold light halberd, two heavy weapons suddenly collided together, and a deafening roar suddenly exploded in the field.

At the same time, there was a wave of air that erupted from the collision of the halberds, bringing up dust and rippling in all directions!

Crack Crack Crack!

The earth under Jiang Han's feet could not withstand this terrifying pressure and collapsed inch by inch.

After the dust dissipated, Song Yang still maintained a posture of pressing the top with a stick, but Jiang Han's arms were like cast iron, holding the black iron cold light halberd tightly, standing straight without a trace of shaking!

"Is there only so much strength?"

Jiang Han looked at Song Yang calmly. Under his shocked gaze, he shook his arms and flew out, and then stepped on the ground.

"You can take my move, too!"

His whole body was filled with blood and blood. Every inch of muscles and bones seemed to be tensing, condensing all his strength on the Black Iron Cold Light Sphur. A sudden stern seemed to cut through the sky and hang the moon to split the mountain!

The third form of the Earth-Cracking Halberd... The Earth-Cracking!

Song ** didn't expect that Jiang Han could withstand his all-out stick, and he didn't move at all. He knew very well that even if his stick was a top-level wild beast, he could even break his head. Is Jiang Han's muscles and bones all made of black iron?!

Jiang Han resisted his attack, and his whole body seemed to be unscathed. On the contrary, his own arm was numb and his tens of strength could only exert 80%.

Before Song Yang's shock could pass, Jiang Han's counterattack suddenly fell.

"Damn it!"

Song Yang's eyes were blood red, and he didn't believe that Jiang Han could resist the attack just now, and his arms were not numb at all.

He held a red gold and black iron stick in his hand and suddenly crossed his head, striking Jiang Han's halberd.

boom!!!

There was another violent roar, and Jiang Han fell down with a halberd. The earth under Song Yang's feet instantly cracked inch by inch, blue veins all over his body appeared, his face was terrifying, as if he had endured some kind of irresistible force.

Under this terrifying heavy blow, the earth under his feet could not bear it and collapsed, causing his feet to be embedded directly into the ground. His face turned red, like bleeding, and dust rippled everywhere.

After a few breaths.

Jiang Han's arm slowly relaxed, and gently pulled back the Xuan Iron Han Guang Ji. He suddenly fell to the ground. His face turned slightly pale due to the huge physical energy consumption, but his expression was extremely calm.

And opposite him.

Song Yang's body stood still. Until the white-clothed deacon in charge of the presidency came over, a flush flashed across his face again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, holding the red gold and black iron rod, he barely stood up, looking at Jiang Han's eyes with horror and disbelief.

"impossible……"

“Absolutely impossible…”

He thought that Jiang Han and Chen Zong had fought hard, but now that his muscles and bones were damaged, he could no longer bear such a head-on collision, so he chose to fight Jiang Han head-on, and to defeat Jiang Han's invincible spirit that had been gathered through winning streaks.

But.

The result was that he could not bear it himself!

Jiang Han actually endured such a collision and such a hard fight. Even though his muscles, bones, blood and flesh were all made of iron, was even his internal organs made of mysterious gold?!

Jiang Han glanced at Song Yang lightly, then looked away, closed his eyes, ignored him, and regulated the slightly disordered internal breath and qi and blood in his body.

The whole audience was silent.

I don't know how long it took, but the white-clothed deacon in charge of the presidency took a deep breath, his eyes flashed, and he spoke in a deep voice, his tone trembled slightly.

"Jiang Han... wins!"
Chapter completed!