The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 2893 Favoritism!

Chapter 2893 Favoritism!
"Dong Zhong used the dagger of renunciation. This is a seventh-rank divine weapon. It is powerful. That kid is sure to die."

"I heard that Dong Zhong relied on this magic weapon in the past to defeat those opponents who challenged him. Anyone injured by this magic weapon cannot recover."

Beside Han Dong, the elders said with a smile, full of admiration and confidence for Dong Zhong.

And Han Dong also had a sneer on his face when he heard these words.

"Suffer to death!"

Dong Zhong also had a ferocious face, let out a grin, and rushed towards Ling Hantian.

call!
However, although this divine weapon was weird, it disappeared immediately after being swept by the colorful divine light.

Dong Zhong's complexion changed drastically. Looking at his empty hands, a deep fear surged from his heart.

He raised his head, looked at Ling Hantian, and suddenly saw a familiar dagger stuck on top of the purple mountain in Ling Hantian's hand.

"You... what kind of treasure are you!"

Dong Zhong stared at Ling Hantian in horror, the treasure that can take away his treasures in an instant is definitely not an ordinary thing.

"The treasure that will kill you!"

Ling Hantian responded with a sneer, and immediately swept out two divine lights again, and swept towards Dong Zhong.

Dong Zhong was terrified, and hurriedly blocked the multicolored divine light and the gray light.

However, Dong Zhong discovered to his astonishment that he couldn't stop it at all, but was easily covered by the five-colored divine light.

"My cultivation!"

Dong Zhong screamed, his voice full of fear.

However, just as he yelled, Ling Hantian had already rushed over, killing him without hesitation!
"stop!"

Han Dong stood up abruptly, and because of his excitement leaked his breath, he immediately shook the chair he was sitting on.

However, Shen Qiankun had already prepared himself, knowing that this cold winter would definitely intervene, he had already set up an isolation barrier at the ring.

Han Dong failed to stop Ling Hantian, and watched helplessly as his beloved disciple was killed by Ling Hantian on the spot.

Immediately, Ling Hantian looked at Han Dong coldly, and grinned, "Now that I kill him, what can you do to me?"

"Competing in the arena, life and death are worry-free. My disciple's skills are not as good as others. This elder does not blame you."

Han Dong took a deep breath to calm down the anger in his heart. Although what he said was so righteous, everyone could hear it.

The Supreme Elder of the Moon Palace was really angry.

"Hehe, Elder Han is really righteous. I'm afraid it was because the disciples he taught were trash before that he lost his bearing."

Ling Hantian smiled lightly, picked up the words he had just started, and mocked Han Dong secretly.

"Boy, don't be too pretentious, I have something to ask you."

Han Dong's face was indifferent, but there was a faint cold light in his eyes. His eyes fell on the colorful magnetic mountain in Ling Hantian's hands.

"Elder Han will not be dissatisfied in his heart, and wants to accuse me of a crime and make things difficult for me?"

Ling Hantian narrowed his eyes slightly, and followed Han Dong's gaze to look at the colorful magnetic mountain in his hand.

He got this thing from a demonic person, could it be that this old guy knows Wucai Cishan and wants to use it to make trouble?

"Hmph, what a sharp-tongued little character, I ask you, do you know that the magnetic mountain in your hand is now a monster?

Whoa!
As soon as this sentence came out, many elders opened their mouths wide open, but some elders who knew Wucai Cishan didn't say anything.

Shen Qiankun frowned slightly, and Han Dong used the colorful magnetic mountain as an example at this time, because he wanted to accuse Ling Hantian of a crime.

"I'm sorry, Elder Han is wrong. Now this colorful magnetic mountain is owned by someone Han."

Ling Hantian replied coldly, not hiding anything.

Han Dong sneered and said, "That's right, this thing is indeed yours, but it's you who became a spy of the Demonic Dao, and that's why you have this colorful magnetic mountain!"

"Elder Han, if you say this, I will sue you for slander. This magnetic mountain is like this dagger of your disciple. I snatched it from you."

Ling Hantian looked at Han Dong without fear, and shouted loudly.

When Han Dong heard the words, he sneered and said, "Do you know that this colorful magnetic mountain belonged to a holy son of our Moon Palace thousands of years ago. How can you snatch such an important treasure from the hands of the devil?"

"Everyone, I have received news that this time our Moon Palace Competition, the Demonic Dao has sent a lot of monsters to participate. This cold forest is probably someone from the Demonic Dao."

Han Dong cupped his hands to the elders present, and threw out an astonishing news.

Almost all the elders present changed their expressions, and then began to whisper.

As for Shen Qiankun, he sat there with a calm expression, as if he hadn't heard anything.

"Okay, what Elder Han said is really good. My disciple is a waste, and he wants to put a hat on me after being defeated by me. Elder Han is really capable."

Ling Hantian smiled angrily, with a mocking and sneering expression on his face.

At this time, Han Dong slowly took a step, and that powerful breath came out overwhelmingly.

"A spy of the Devil's Way, no matter how well you disguise yourself, it's a pity that you still can't escape the old man's eyes, so die!"

"That's enough, Bitter Winter, don't you think you don't have enough shame?"

But, at this moment, a cold shout came from the depths of Guanghan Palace, and it was the stunning Palace Master who spoke.

Han Dong's face turned pale, and he looked back, a flash of fear flashed deep in his eyes.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and left in a gloomy flick of his sleeves.

"The Grand Competition in the Moon Palace is a matter of life and death. No matter what your identity is, since you are in the ring, you should have the consciousness of being killed. Whoever dares to hinder the progress of the Grand Competition, I will never forgive you lightly!"

The majestic voice came from Guanghan Palace, and the hearts of all the elders present trembled.

There was a smile on Shen Qiankun's face, and immediately he announced indifferently, "In the first round of the final competition, Han Lin is qualified to advance."

When Ling Hantian heard the announcement, he nodded, then looked elsewhere, and began to observe the progress of the competition.

"In the first round of the final competition, Mo Qingfeng was qualified to advance."

"In the first round of the final competition, Fan Fengyun was qualified to advance."

"In the first round of the final competition, Kong Zun was qualified to advance."

...,

Afterwards, the strong ones won victories one by one, and Ling Hantian was observing these battles, remembering those who won first.

The battle lasted until night, and the winner was decided on the last ring.

And this battle ended with the death of both.

In this way, 36 entered the top [-], but only [-] people successfully advanced.

If these fifteen people advance to the quarterfinals, one of them will have a bye.

Shen Qiankun saw everything in his eyes, and wiped out eight rings with a flick of his sleeve.

He glanced around indifferently, and then said with a smile, "Han Lin, you don't need to go in this round, just enter the quarterfinals."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in all directions. Judging from just now, it was obvious that Shen Qiankun was helping Han Lin.

However, these elders did not expect that Shen Qiankun would help Han Lin so much.

Directly entering the top eight, this is not called help, but a bias.

"Shen Hufa, I disagree!"

"Shen Hufa, we don't agree with it either. We hope that Hufa will give everyone a fair chance to compete for the bye position."

Immediately, several youths among the contestants jumped out to object.

(End of this chapter)