Bring a scumbag girl to bully me, and you are afraid of using modern weapons.

"Looking for death!" Han Jiajun showed a ferocious smile on his face, and his fist was transformed into a weapon in the blink of an eye, and he rushed forward with a force as powerful as thunder.

"Bang——" a dull loud noise.

The two fists smashed together fiercely, like two mountains colliding, erupting with a shocking energy wave.

The fighting arena began to shake, as if it could not withstand the huge force and was about to collapse.

Xie Jinglan only felt a powerful impact force surging along her arm, and her arm instantly felt numb, as if it was pierced by thousands of steel needles at the same time. The pain was unbearable, and her entire arm lost consciousness. She was forced to retreat ten steps.

And Han Jiajun on the opposite side was not much better than her? He took several steps back.

"Oh my god! He's just a mid-stage Spiritualization cultivator, but he can actually take a punch from an early-stage Void Refinement cultivator?"

"They can actually fight above their level. The Taixu Sect has produced a god-level genius. I'm afraid the first place in Wuhua this time will fall to them."

There was a sound of surprise among the crowd around, and people started talking about it.

Han Jiajun's expression changed. He had used all his strength in this punch. He had originally wanted to kill Xie Jinglan with one blow to avenge his sister, but he hadn't expected that she could actually take his punch?

Although he had a slight advantage in this punch, he could clearly feel the power coming from the opponent's fist, which was not inferior to his own at all, and even had a faint aftereffect, which made him secretly surprised. His originally confident expression became a little solemn at this moment.

This person was able to take his punch without even using the Hunyuan Divine Sword. What would happen if that sword came out?

No! This man must die today! And I have to take the sword away from him.

[Fuck, the Refining Void Realm is truly powerful.] Xiao Jinzi was also shaken to the point of numbness all over his body in the space.

Xie Jinglan gritted her teeth and shook her hands behind her back to relieve the numbness and pain.

"You bastard, I didn't expect you to be so capable. No wonder Yu'er died in your hands." Han Jiajun's face became extremely gloomy, as if water could drip out of it.

"Don't worry, you will find her soon." Xie Jinglan sneered.

[Bai Cang, if we don't use the magic sword, how confident are we of victory?] She discussed with Bai Cang whether to take out the Hunyuan magic sword so quickly.

"It's fifty-fifty! Let's fight him first." Bai Cang said.

"You bastard, give me back my sister's life!" Han Jiajun's spiritual power surged, and he used the long spear to stab her. Wherever the long spear passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

Xie Jinglan used an ordinary sword to block the halberd.

In an instant, the energy overflowed, making a sharp sound.

"Hmph!" Han Jiajun flipped his wrist and swung the long spear horizontally.

Xie Jinglan's sword flashed as fast as lightning, her figure was light and graceful, her sword moves were continuous, and her speed was as elusive as a ghost.

The air also became restless due to the powerful force of the two.

The air currents surged wildly, forming huge vortices in the sky, which seemed to be about to trigger a storm at any time.

"Clang!" The long sword and the long spear crossed in mid-air, sparks flying everywhere.

The long sword got stuck in the halberd, and with a "crack!" both the long sword and the halberd broke!

Han Jiajun's originally calm face suddenly changed drastically, and a strange light surged in his eyes.

"Bitch, you will die today!"

"Really?" Xie Jinglan raised her eyelashes and saw the strange light in his eyes, and suddenly a sharp pain came from her head.

She was startled and tried to look away quickly, but the strange light was like a whirlpool, as if it was going to suck her in, and her eyes became dazed at that moment.

[Girl, be careful!] Bai Cang reminded her in the space.

Xie Jinglan suddenly woke up and saw Han Jiajun with a hideous grin on his face and a dagger already stabbed into her heart.

In the stands, Zou Ting's expression suddenly changed and he stood up.

Just when everyone thought that Xie Jinglan was doomed to die this time, her figure suddenly became ethereal and disappeared.

Seeing that his attack missed, Han Jiajun was shocked and quickly retreated.

I felt a chill in my right ear, and then the pain spread throughout my body.

The man retreated to a safe distance, touched his body, and found that one of his ears was gone, and there was blood on his hand.

"You lowly dog, how dare you hurt me?" His eyes suddenly became vicious. He thought he had won the game, but he didn't expect Xie Jinglan to not be fooled, causing him to lose an ear.

"You lost!" Xie Jinglan looked at him coldly.

"You bastard, I underestimated you!" Han Jiajun waved his arm, and a powerful force suddenly hit her.

The sword in Xie Jinglan's hand flashed in the air. In an instant, the sword light flashed, and countless sword afterimages appeared, interweaving into an indestructible light curtain.

Everyone around was stunned. This was the first time they saw a person in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm who could not only fight against a higher level warrior but also injure a strong man in the early stage of the Void Refinement Realm. This was simply incredible!

In the stands, Zou Ting's expression returned to its usual calmness, but his clenched fists revealed the worry and anxiety hidden deep in his heart.

The four leaders who were sitting on the main seat with him all looked at him with envy.

It's really rare that a person in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm can fight with a person in the early stage of the Void Refinement Realm for such a long time!

"Brother Chang Qing, when did you accept such a talented disciple? Why didn't you tell us?" The leader of the Qingjian Sect asked him.

"Brother Chang Qing, I heard from the kid from the Han family that she has some magic sword on her. Could it be related to the Hunyuan Magic Sword that has been making a lot of noise recently?" The leader of the Seven Stars Sect also asked him.

"It is said that the mysterious Hunyuan Sword disappeared more than a thousand years ago! I didn't expect it to reappear, and it was in the possession of a young boy." The head of Xuanwu Hall looked deeply at Xie Jinglan on the stage.

Zou Ting just glanced at them indifferently without any explanation.

In the sky, the two men's figures were erratic, and the fight became more and more intense. The sky was shaking because of the impact force they erupted, forming visible air waves that hit the surrounding defensive formations.

Seeing that he couldn't defeat Xie Jinglan for a long time, Han Jiajun became a little impatient.

[Little girl, make a quick decision. Your strength is lower than his. Don't engage in a war of attrition with him.] Bai Cang reminded her again.

Xie Jinglan certainly knew this, but her strength was much lower than the other person's, so it was difficult for her to hold on until now. If she wanted to win, she could only use the Hunyuan Divine Sword.

"Bang!" She was hit by another palm from Han Jiajun and fell heavily onto the fighting stage.

A bloody smell rushed into my throat, "Puff..."

Seeing that she was injured, Han Jiajun immediately smashed down with his weaponized fist, trying to give her a fatal blow.

Xie Jinglan rolled over to avoid it and summoned the Hunyuan Divine Sword.

As the magic sword appeared, a flash of light appeared, emitting endless divine power and pressure, and emitting bursts of dragon roars.

Han Jiajun felt his head flying...