Chapter 1493: 3 Moves to Determine the Winner

Almost a day later, the top eight candidates were determined, and the next round of matches was also determined.

In the first half, Ling Han faced Hong Ma, and Long Xiangyue faced Cheng Zhi. In the lower half area, Gu Dao is paired with Zichenfeng, and Cheng Xiaofan is paired with Dangda.

Four games are played simultaneously.

"Brother Ling!" Hong Ma was dressed in snow-white sackcloth, with a dust whisk in his hand, looking very elegant. He nodded towards Ling Han slightly, without showing any anger, as if he was a person who had attained the Tao, and his body was as bright as a god.

Ling Han nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Hong."

"I only make three moves, if Brother Ling can catch it, then turn around and leave." Hong Ma said solemnly, "If Brother Ling can't catch it—"

"I'll also turn around and leave." Ling Han said with a smile.

"It's a deal." Hong Ma nodded.

Top kings like them can fight for ten days and half a month, or even ten or twenty years before the winner is determined. But now the number of moves is limited to three, which must be extremely dangerous.

Because the next battle will be more and more difficult, so the sooner this battle ends, the better, and the price paid is naturally as small as possible.

The three moves may not decide the outcome, but just a strength or weakness, but it is enough to see the final direction.

Hong Ma swept the whisk away, muttering something, suddenly a white stone statue appeared behind him, only three feet high, with a plump figure, lifelike.

Since it is stipulated that the winner will be determined by three moves, then each of these three moves must be a big move, and there is enough time to save, otherwise, who would have such a long time to prepare when fighting?

Ling Hanyun is calm and breezy, his physique is too terrifying, and there are killing formations engraved in his body, which can explode at any time, he doesn't need to deliberately prepare.

He observes Hong Ma, and all the methods in the world can be used for reference. He has the ambition to integrate all kinds of rules into the Thunder Sword Technique, so that it can become unique in the fairyland, even unparalleled.

Hum, a terrifying aura flowed, the white stone statue behind Hong Ma suddenly opened its eyes, and suddenly, the aura soared a hundred times, as if a saint came in person, kakaka, the ring trembled, and cracks appeared underneath, It was simply unbearable to bear such an aura.

Even through a layer of restriction, they could sense the terrifying aura, and everyone was shocked. They couldn't even move their hands against such a majestic momentum, and they were sure to lose.

"The might of a saint!"

"The real deal,

This is the coercion of a saint. "

"One thought can destroy mountains and rivers and cover the sea."

"But why did it appear on a person in the Ganges region, unless he used the saint's decree. But firstly, there are regulations, only the saint's decree cannot be used in the game, and secondly, I haven't seen him take it out."

Everyone was puzzled, it was beyond their comprehension.

Ling Han also frowned, if Hong Ma can really summon a saint, then he definitely has no chance of winning. But if the opponent was really so fierce, would he have been forced to climb the dog hole?

The only ones who were spared were him, the Luanxing Queen, and the Nine Demons.

This should be a show, just like the phaseless sage.

Ling Han was firm in his heart, he kicked his feet, and took the initiative to kill.

This stunned everyone. What is this guy's brain made of? He dares to attack a "saint" on his own initiative. You really don't take saints seriously.

When Ling Han killed him, Hong Ma snorted softly, raised his hand and pointed, and the stone statue behind him also pointed. Immediately, a beam of light shot towards Ling Han, filled with sacred power, so what if he was a king, 100% combat power It's going to be three or four percent.

Ling Han laughed instead, if the opponent really has the power of a saint, then one thought can suppress him, why bother?

He raised Tianwei to fight against Shengwei.

Is the saint too big?

Obviously no.

The power of heaven permeated, and Sheng Wei was immediately suppressed, but he was only bounced two or three feet away from Ling Han's body, like a sea of ​​water. After all, Ling Han's realm is not enough, and he can only shake off the holy power without affecting himself, but it is impossible to affect Hong Ma in turn.

It doesn't matter, what is powerful for him is himself, not Tianwei!

war!

Ling Han rushed forward, swinging his fists continuously, his sword energy bursting like a burst.

Hong Ma couldn't help showing a look of astonishment. Summoning the virtual image of a saint is his big move. Under the influence of the saint's breath, who can't be cultivated and his strength plummeted?

But the opponent's Tianwei is so powerful that even Shengwei can block it.

As expected of a top king, it was no fluke to reach the top in Shenyuan Valley.

He fought back, boom, and exchanged a move.

Both of them retreated violently and stood still.

"Who has the upper hand?"

"I can't see it!"

"Look, Hong Ma's hand!"

Everyone looked and saw a drop of blood was condensing on Hong Ma's hand, but it never fell.

In this blow, Hong Ma was injured, although the injury was not serious.

Hong Ma looked solemnly, and said: "The second trick!" He stretched out his right hand, and the whole hand became like white jade, even transparent, and one could clearly see stars shining inside, a galaxy running through it, and the imposing manner amazing.

The virtual image of the saint is still there, this is the superposition of the two unique moves.

Ling Han remained calm, waiting for the opponent to finish his momentum.

"Kill!" This time, it was Hong Ma who took the initiative to kill, and he slapped over with his palm. Huh, the white jade palm turned into a star and fell from the sky, trying to suppress Ling Han with great momentum.

Ling Han flicked his fingers, and the sword energy flew like flying.

How domineering the thunder swordsmanship was, the town's fallen planet was cut to pieces by the sword energy.

Hong Ma showed a sneer, how could his big move be resolved so easily?

Boom, the shattered planet turned into countless pieces of meteorites, which still smashed towards Ling Han, without any loss of power.

look!

Hong Ma was extremely confident, and pressed his right hand falsely, pushing the Broken Star towards Ling Han to speed up the suppression. But just for a moment, he showed surprise, because the shattered star was actually disintegrating!

It's not a disintegration like a meteorite, but a fundamental disintegration, decayed, turned into ashes, and has no power at all.

boom!

Pressing down with a palm, it only raised dust all over the sky, but it didn't even hurt a single hair of Ling Han.

Compete with each other.

Before Ling Han was the main attack, Hong Ma was injured in his hand, but instead of Hong Ma's attack, Ling Han acted as if nothing had happened.

There is another trick, if it is still evenly divided, then Hong Ma can only admit defeat.

Hong Ma was extremely solemn, he didn't expect the second move to really suppress Ling Han, but when he thought about it, even if Ling Han could be resolved, he would still be in a hurry, but Ling Han was too calm.

He had to use a real trick, otherwise he would not be able to break through Ling Han's level.

He shook the whisk, hum, there were god patterns blooming on the whisk, so it turned out to be a treasure!

Quasi-Hallows!

Although Hong Ma is only in the Ganges River Realm and cannot maximize the power of the quasi-holy weapon, it can also exert the power of the peak of the Ganges River Realm. If this can't suppress a small extreme, he really doesn't believe it.