However, they didn't know that Han Ming walked for hundreds of years before arriving here.

On the ring, Han Mingluo said his name.

The referee nodded and then said: "Please ask the Shanhai Sword Sect for Jian Chengji."

Then a figure appeared from below and quickly landed on the ring.

"It's time to start." The referee said.

Then I quit. It shouldn't take long for the results of this comparison to be available.

There were not many people watching below.

Han Ming stood in the ring and looked at the person in front of him. He looked like he was in his early twenties.

He holds a strange-shaped sword in his hand, black and white.

What a sharp sword intent.

"You and I are on the same level." Jian Chengji looked at Han Ming and said, "So, I will go all out."

Hearing this, Han Ming smiled and said: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, it would be really uncomfortable to keep my hand."

"No problem." Jian Chengji nodded:

"I don't dare to trust anyone. There are countless talented people in this world.

"Who can be sure whether fellow Taoist is one of them?"

Then, he made an invitation gesture and said: "The visitor is a guest, fellow Taoist invites you first."

At this time, Ye Feng and others below were a little worried.

The other party has no intention of holding back, then.

I may not be able to eat anything delicious tonight, and fellow Taoist Han Ming will have to lie down.

Han Ming didn't pay attention to the rest of the world. He looked at the person in front of him without any distractions.

At this time, he felt that he was in an unprecedented good state.

Then he took one step and said: "How offended."

Clang!

The sound of a sword stirred the mountains, rivers and earth.

Then the power burst out, the mountains and rivers surged, and the sword intention surged like a wave, setting off huge waves.

Jian Chengji had never despised the other party, but the moment he felt the sword's intention, his pupils shrank.

The body's strength is running at full strength, and the sword of the seven poles vibrates.

Clang!

The sword of the seven poles is unsheathed.

Black and white intersect, and the sword's meaning reaches into the sky.

There is no hidden clumsiness.

boom!

Powerful power surges, sweeping through the surrounding area.

Directly force everyone around him back.

Ye Qingxue and others felt the huge sword intent and retreated hundreds of meters.

The strong men who were originally competing all stopped and looked at the ring where Han Ming was.

At this time, everyone saw that the two men were holding swords with both hands, crossing each other vertically and horizontally. They were only one step away from each other, and their eyes were facing each other.

The monstrous sword intentions began to collide.

Like a whirlpool, it swirls the heaven and the earth.

It's like two unparalleled geniuses competing.

Ye Feng and others were stunned when they saw this scene.

Such a huge power, no matter how slow they are, they should realize it.

Han Ming, who has been traveling with them.

Not an ordinary genius at all.

Rather, they are the proud sons of the Four Heavens.

The original referee was also extremely surprised, but also felt sorry for Han Ming.

You must know that Jian Chengji is not an ordinary genius. The opponent is performing well now, but it is difficult to persist.
Chapter completed!