Finally, after the two confronted each other for a few breaths, Liu Haoran took three steps in a row, stepped on the ground suddenly, and carried a cold wind and snow, and slashed at the man in the Maitreya mask with a knife.

Xue Yin Kuang Knife's sword aura is still domineering and fierce.

But just as the moment the sword was about to kill the man, a ring of fire suddenly appeared above the man's head.

The knife energy collided with the fire ring, making a loud "bang".

One cold and one hot, two waves of air swept across the entire Tianziyuan, and many monks sacrificed their body protection energy to block it.

The sword energy and the fire ring did not stand for long, and then they dissipated together.

However, at this time, Liu Haoran had already jumped up, and then directly slashed the Maitreya with a "cold blade Bing Xin".

The moment the sword was slashed, the air around him still solidified into ice, and finally turned into countless sharp ice, falling towards the Maitreya face with the sword.

This "cold blade Bing Xin" is the last move of the "Six Skills of Aohan", and it is also the most domineering move.

Liu Haoran directly used this sixth style, obviously because his combat intuition felt the threat, and he knew that it might be too late to not use this sword again.

And it turns out that Liu Haoran's intuition is correct.

Just as his "cold blade Bing Xin" was about to swallow the Maitreya face, a pillar of fire soared into the sky rose up from the Maitreya face with a "boom" and directly dispersed the sword that Liu Haoran had slashed out with all his strength.

At the same time, fire rings flew out from behind Maitreya's head and quickly covered Liu Haoran.

Finally, the man wearing a Maitreya mask clasped his hands and said silently:

"Amitabha……"

The moment the words were finished, the fire rings that covered Liu Haoran's body exploded one after another, and eventually turned into flames rising into the sky, swallowing Liu Haoran upright.

"Tanishism...fire magic power!"

Looking at the burning flames on the ring, a cultivator suddenly exclaimed in the stands.

"Amitabha." The man with Maitreya mask folded his hands and rushed to the flame in front of him, "The donor admits defeat..."

"boom!"

"The competition has just begun!"

But before he could finish speaking, everyone saw a figure in the fire rushing out of the flames, carrying a cold sword roaring at the Maitreya man.

"Bang!"

The sword was blocked by the fire ring above the man facing Maitreya again.

Then the man wearing a Maitreya mask raised his hand and formed a seal and slapped it out.

This seemingly random palm triggered a huge fire element to gather in front of the palm, and finally turned into a huge palm condensed by flames, slapped Liu Haoran with one palm.

The ice crystals condensed around Liu Haoran instantly melted under the burning of the scorching flames, and then their figure was directly shot and flew backwards with a "bang".

He was about to hit the stand behind him.

Fortunately, at this time, one hand pressed his shoulder and stabilized his body.

Liu Haoran, who was a little embarrassed by the fire, turned his head and said embarrassedly:

"I lost my master."

It was not someone else who caught him, but Li Bai.

"It's not embarrassing to lose to a foundation-building cultivator."

Li Bai shook his head.

If you can use such magical powers, the man wearing the Maitreya mask on the ring will undoubtedly have a cultivation level above the foundation building stage, and may even have reached the middle stage of foundation building.

And he had already guessed the identity of the man in his heart.

"Is your injuries serious?"

Li Bai glanced at Liu Haoran again.

"Not heavy." Liu Haoran shook his head, "His fire element temperature is actually not as hot as your master, your Samadhi True Fire Talisman. My Aohan True Qi is more than enough to deal with it. If I hadn't been knocked off the arena, I could still fight him again."

Li Bai did not doubt this. Liu Haoran directly killed a bull demon in the Demon Pill stage with his cultivation level of the seventh level of Qi Refining. In terms of his desperate efforts, Li Bai felt ashamed of himself.

"Don't worry, you'd better have a good rest. When you turn around, you're injured and you're going to scold me again."

He waved his hand.

"Brother Alang is okay?"

This is Mr. Bai who also came over.

Li Bai did not answer him, but asked with a smile:

"Can you call out the person who dealt with me in advance?"

Mr. Bai smiled awkwardly when he heard this:

"Brother, I'm joking. Anyone can participate in this battle."

Li Bai didn't say anything.

At this time, Mr. Hei's voice sounded again:

"This time, the champion of the Tubo Fire Monk is the one who defends the game."

Hearing this sound, there was another uproar on the stands around.

Obviously, these people are also familiar with the name Tubo Fire Monk.

Li Bai was too lazy to care about this. He glanced at Mr. Bai and asked:

"Is it me next game?"

Mr. Bai nodded after hearing this: "That's right."

Li Bai glanced at Liu Haoran beside him:

"You go to the stands and have some rest first, I'll be back soon."

"good."

Liu Haoran nodded, then said nothing, and walked straight to the stands.

Although he was foolish, he was not stupid. He naturally knew the difference in strength between him and the Tubo fire monk. He could not make up for it by working hard alone.

After Liu Haoran left, Li Bai turned around and prepared to walk towards the arena.

"Brother Aaron, you have to think about it."

But as soon as he stepped a step, he was stopped by Mr. Bai.

"What do you think of?"

Li Bai looked at Mr. Bai in confusion.

"This game is a life-and-death battle. Once you go on stage, you will have to separate life and death. You have also seen the strength of the Tubo Fire Monk..."

Mr. Bai looked at Li Bai with a serious look on his face.

Although he has different positions, he still admires Li Bai very much and doesn't want him to die here like this.

"I appreciate Mr. Bai's kindness."

Li Bai smiled.

As he said that, he looked at Liu Haoran, who was already sitting in the stands not far behind him, and then continued:

"My apprentice is watching. Master can't even be worse than an apprentice?"

Mr. Bai frowned when he heard this, "This is a matter of life and death!"

Li Bai didn't say anything anymore and turned around and walked towards the ring.

Mr. Bai originally just watched Li Bai walk towards the ring with regret, but as he looked, his eyebrows suddenly frowned little by little.

Because he discovered that Li Bai seemed to have just walked forward casually, but his whole body still appeared dozens of feet away.

And just as he was stunned, Li Bai had already "walked" onto the ring with a calm wind.

This is just a blink of an eye.

You know, the location here is at least a hundred feet away from the arena.

In an instant, Mr. Bai suddenly felt a cold on his back, and a bad premonition surged into his heart.

"In this life and death contest, Aaron will play against the Tubo fire monk. After he comes to power, he will not be able to live or die."

At this time, Mr. Hei's cold voice suddenly rang out.

Mr. Hei seemed to be worried that Li Bai would regret it. As soon as he announced it, he immediately got off the ring.

So when Mr. Bai looked at the ring, the competition had already begun.

"What's wrong, this Aaron is wrong..."

But Mr. Bai's bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

So while he thought about this, he quickly walked towards Mr. Hei.
To be continued...