Dragon Sword Emperor

Chapter 34 To deal with you, without a sword

This is undoubtedly an undeniable multiple-choice question for Han Yueying. If she refuses, then Han Yueying is a coward without any qualifications. If she accepts it, her fate will be even worse.In this way, Han Yueying can be humiliated in front of the entire Han family.

No matter how Han Yueying chooses, it will embarrass Han Yueying and cannot escape being humiliated.

Han Miao still wanted to say something, but Han Yueying grabbed her hand without showing any signs, signaling that she was fine.Looking at Han Tianming with a pair of eyes, he said calmly: "Do you feel very proud of your current strength?"

"I can't talk about pride, but it's enough to be able to deal with a waste like you." Han Tianming sneered.

"Okay, I accept. But since it's a self-competition, then it should be the end."

Hearing Han Yueying's words, Han Tianming couldn't help laughing, obviously he thought that Han Yueying had given up before the fight started.

"Since it's a competition, of course you have to show your strength. If you are afraid, you can refuse."

"Yes, I understand, then come on."

As Han Yueying said, she just stood there, waiting for Han Tianming's move.

"What do you want to do, you don't want to fight here, do you?" Han Tianming was slightly taken aback, and said.Although this hall is not small, it is still a bit difficult to use it for fighting.

"To deal with you, here is enough."

Seeing Han Yueying's indifferent look, Han Tianming didn't make a fuss, and said coldly, "I'm afraid you won't even have a place to escape when the time comes."

Han Yueying sneered and said: "There's so much nonsense, I'll give you a chance to make a move, and you won't even have a chance to make a move later."

Han Tianming was very embarrassed by Han Yueying's words at this time, but now it's like Han Yueying gave him a chance, making him extremely unhappy.

"I think you really want to die early, don't blame me for being rude!"

As soon as Han Tianming finished speaking, a powerful force erupted from his feet, and only heard a dull sound of "bang", the whole person rushed out.

Swinging the long sword with both hands, the shadow of the sword scattered, forming a dazzling offensive in the air, like a wild beast pounced towards Han Yueying, the momentum was overwhelming!

All the people present did not stop it, because here, including the elders, they were all on Han Kuan's side, so how could they care about Han Yueying's life and death.

After all, for the Han family, Han Yueying is an unnecessary burden, and no one in Qingshui City knows that the Han family has a waste, which makes them feel ashamed.

If Han Yueying died, then for the Han family, there would be only benefits and no disadvantages.

And this competition was agreed by Han Yueying herself, so I have no one to blame.

"Wow, I didn't expect Brother Tianming to have mastered the hundred-style sword art of the earth-level mid-grade, it's really amazing."

"Yeah, and it's so proficient that there is no flaw at all."

In the hall, members of the Han family couldn't help but nodded, praising Han Tianming's strength, it was indeed very good, except for Han Miao, the younger generation also had no rivals.

Han Miao was shocked when she saw Han Tianming use the sword art. This is an earth-level middle-grade spiritual skill, and Han Yueying has never learned any spiritual skills after entering the Yuxue Sword School, even in the last competition. I got a book of spiritual skills, but in such a short time, how could it be possible to cultivate it.

It is true that Han Yueying's strength has suddenly improved very quickly, but she has never practiced a spiritual skill, and it is absolutely impossible to compare with Han Tianming, who has cultivated to the extreme. If there is no spiritual skill to fight against each other, light Relying on one's own strength, it is simply impossible to contend.

Han Miao wanted to make a move at this time, but when she thought of the look Han Yueying gave her just now, it was a look that clearly told her not to intervene.

And now Han Yueying was standing in the same place, motionless, her face was as calm as water, without the slightest hint of fear, on the contrary, Han Miao couldn't see through her younger brother.

The sword shadow formed an overwhelming offensive, forcing Han Yueying to the point where it seemed impossible to dodge.

"He didn't hide, does he want to die?"

"I'm probably scared out of my wits, how can I hide it. This is an earth-level middle-grade spiritual skill."

"That's right, if you don't die, you're half disabled."

Both Han Shi and Han Wen showed mocking expressions, looking like they were watching a good show, waiting for Han Yueying to be crippled.

The corners of Han Yueying's mouth raised slightly with a sinister arc, and she smiled coldly.

Just when Han Tianming's attack was less than one meter away from him, Han Yueying's clothes suddenly floated up, and a burst of power burst out.

The aura was very powerful, and it completely suppressed Han Tianming's attack. The icy chill seemed to freeze the surrounding air, and Han Tianming couldn't help feeling his whole body tremble.

Zheng.
There was only a piercing sound from the sharp blade, and the long sword could no longer move forward even half a point when it was less than a punch away from Han Yueying.

Han Yueying blocked the tip of the sword with one finger, and the long sword that originally carried killing intent was unable to move even half of it at this moment.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked, and they were so surprised that they were speechless.

It was inconceivable to find the real real sword among the blurred sword shadows. What shocked them the most was that Han Yueying blocked Han Tianming's fierce attack with just one finger!
"what?!"

Han Tianming was also frightened, his attack was actually blocked by Han Yueying.

"Out of control."

Han Yueying smiled coldly, opened her palm suddenly, aimed at the sharp point of the sword and pushed it directly.

The speed was so fast and the palm was so fierce that it was difficult for people to react. Only a few crisp sounds were heard, and the long sword had been blasted into several sections by Han Yueying's palm, and finally hit hard On Han Tianming's chest.

Puchi!

Han Tianming only felt that his chest was sunken inward, his entire internal organs were squeezed together, his blood was churning, his throat was sweet, and blood spurted out from his mouth.

Han Tianming was not given a chance to catch his breath and come back to his senses.

After Han Yueying hit Han Tianming's chest with her palm, she clenched her fists with both hands and hammered down heavily on the back of Han Tianming's head.

boom!
Han Tianming was severely smashed to the ground by this blow, and there were already cracks on the ground, and Han Tianming lay powerlessly on the ground, like a dead dog.

If it wasn't for Han Yueying's mercy, the blow just now would have killed Han Tianming.

All the people present were stunned in place, stunned by this scene, the person who fell was not Han Yueying but Han Tianming!
"How could Brother Tianming, who is a master of the seventh level of sword cultivation, be given by a trash?"

"Could it be that Han Yueying's strength is still above this?! Eighth level of sword cultivation?!"

(End of this chapter)