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Chapter 472 Luo Tian, ??Han Heng

The next day, the sun was shining brightly, and a cluster of hot fire enveloped these nine sect domains, perfectly reflecting the restlessness in everyone's hearts.

At this moment, among the remaining ten people, the Demon Thunder Sect occupied the third, the Wuye Sect occupied the third, the Polar Star Sect occupied the second, the Beast Sect occupied the first, and the Poison Sect occupied the first.

The points of the major sects are the Pole Star Sect, which is temporarily ranked first, with a total of 137 points, followed by Wuye Gate, with a total of 133 points, and then the Demon Thunder Sect, with a total of 108 points, Beast Sect, 99 points, Xiaoyao Sect, 97 points, Wuji Sect, 89 points, Huangdao Sect and Hanhua Sect, 79 points, and finally the Poison Sect, 73 points.

Under such circumstances, even if Han Heng can win the championship in this sect competition, the Poison Sect can only get 223 points. This score, Wuyemen, Demon Lei Sect, and Polar Star Sect, will definitely be higher than him before the final end.

Therefore, the expectations placed on the Poison Sect in this sect competition have been completely shattered, and everyone knows that the most fundamental reason is Luo Tian.

Everyone remembered the rankings of the major sects at this time and turned their attention to Luo Tian.

Because everyone knows that today, the grudge between Luo Tian and the Poison Sect will definitely rise to another level.

Either Luo Tian loses, then admits defeat, and from then on, he or she will become a laughing stock in the cultivation world, whether he or she has no night gate. However, after nearly a month of understanding, everyone has been very sure that even if Luo Tian loses, he will only wash the field with blood, and will not fill people's hearts with shame.

But will Luo Tian lose? Luo Tian himself is the clearest about this.

Another result is that Han Heng lost. But can he admit defeat after the defeat?

As long as he admits defeat, the shame of the Poison Sect will undoubtedly be completely covered. He will be a sinner of the Poison Sect for thousands of years. Therefore, as long as he loses, there will definitely be only one result.

The war was raging, and everyone stood up in the midst of the war.

A cold wind blew by, but it could not remove the heat in everyone's hearts.

The rules have changed again between the ten disciples who stood out from the 270 sect disciples. One battle determines the winner and the loser. The winner advances and the loser is eliminated.

"Tong!"

A voice sounded, and today's game started again.

The first two sides to fight were Huangfu Yanyu and Long Zaitian.

Xiao Jin was defeated by Long Zaitian by a slight gap. Although both of them were very calm and in a similar way, as a woman, the most unsightly thing that her man was defeated by others, so Huang Fu Yanyu couldn't help but feel a little bit strong in her heart.

However, after the start of the game, she directly admitted defeat, which made everyone a little surprised. However, everyone thought about it and felt normal that a polarized high-level woman could enter the top ten. They had already attributed the reason to Luo Tian and Wu Yemen's strange "luck" and believed that she would definitely not be Long Zaitian's opponent.

However, the only reason why she admits defeat is that she and Xiao Jin knows.

Huangfu Yanyu, ranked tenth, Wuye Sect scored 186 points.

The battle ended, and the elders on the high platform announced their real-time points. This time, Wuyemen became the first.

When Huangfu Yanyu walked to Xiao Jin in the audience, Xiao Jin nodded meaningfully at her, with a strong look of relief on her face.

"Thank you! I won't let you down."

Then Xiao Jin hugged Huangfu Yanyu in front of the crowd, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Um!"

In public, Huangfu Yanyu was hugged by Xiao Jin's sudden face turned slightly red. Then she gently pushed Xiao Jin away, but nodded at him.

Afterwards, a disciple of the Demon Lei Sect fought with the Pole Star Sect. The result of this competition was that the disciple of the Pole Star Sect won, and the disciple of the Demon Lei Sect added another 56 points to his sect before leaving.

"call!"

Today, there are only three games in total, and now two games have ended.

At this moment, Luo Tian spread his body slightly and glanced at the bright sunshine in the sky.

"It's time!"

His voice was not low, as if he was intentionally heard by everyone.

"Is it finally going to start?"

"Han Heng, Wuye Monroe Tian, ​​the two of them are fighting, who is stronger, who is stronger?"

...

At this moment, many double-buyed gazes fell on Luo Tian in one go.

"This moment he deliberately created has finally arrived!"

At the same moment, Ying Bingyuan, the Demon Lei Sect, said a little, but only she could hear her voice, even Ying Tianqing beside her, had never heard it.

"Wu Ye Monroe Tian, ​​Poison Sect, Han Heng!"

A thick voice sounded on the platform as everyone looked at Luo Tian.

No one was surprised at the list of battles, because after Luo Tian said that, they already knew that the list would be like this.

They had become accustomed to it in January, and they had no energy to pay attention to these things at this time. For them, the process of Luo Tian's battle with Han Heng and the result of the battle was the most important.

"Senior Brother Han Heng!!"

Less than twenty disciples of the Poison Sect had their eyes red and bloodshot covered their dark pupils. The murderous intent on their bodies was probably enough to make ordinary people bleed and die in the seven orifices.

"Don't worry! My disciple of the Poison Sect will definitely not die in vain! When he killed the first disciple of the Poison Sect, he was already equated with death!"

Han Heng did not take a look at these disciples of the Poison Sect’s heartfelt cry, but only responded to it with one sentence.

Because at this moment, his eyes were staring at Luo Tian, ​​looking at him from top to bottom again.

"Yeah?"

Luo Tian, ​​who was also walking towards the field, raised his lips slightly and said to him with a smile.

Within a few steps, both of them stood on the field.

Before the battle began, the murderous intent on the two of them slowly overflowed around. The black clouds obscured the sun in an instant, and a fierce wind suddenly spread out, shaking the branches and leaves in the distance.

"The competition begins!"

At this moment, a sound sounded again on the platform.

"Peng!"

After the sound of the announcement of the beginning sounded, Luo Tian and Xue Xian did not move at all, but a muffled sound was made next to Han Heng.

"Hmph! The mental power is indeed strong enough. No wonder I, the disciple of the Poison Sect, don't even have the chance to admit defeat! But you are still dead!"

Han Heng's whole body was surrounded by a ball of black fog, and the black fog actually made people feel like death.

Luo Tian was not very surprised when his mental power was blocked by Han Heng, because although he was confident, he was not arrogant at all. Even though his mental power was twice as high as the peak of ordinary polarization, he didn't expect to have much impact on Han Heng, who was full of defense.

The next moment, Luo Tian's whole body was covered with a layer of golden light, and within this golden light, there was a layer of green air flowing slowly.

Looking at Luo Tian and Han Heng who were also full of momentum in the field, everyone had only one thought left in their hearts.

"Who will win?"
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