Soul Emperor Martial God

Qin Hao looked at Xiao Yi indifferently.

No, to be precise, he wanted to watch Xiao Yi transform into nothingness under the fire of his martial soul.

"Originally, after I left the customs, the first person who wanted to fight was Fang Shushu."

"It's a pity that Fang Shushu has left Sifang Domain; it is also a pity that you are too weak as my first opponent."

Qin Hao shook his head, the contempt on his face turned into disappointment.

"Originally, you should be able to fight me with that middle-grade holy artifact."

"At least, it allows me to practice hands, not defeat so thoroughly."

"Need it?" Xiao Yi sneered, ignoring the black inflammation on his body.

In fact, with Qin Hao's current strength, it doesn't matter whether Xiao Yi has the Leng Yan sword in his hands.

How can a cold sword make up for the huge gap between the Saint King's triple cultivation base and the middle Saint Emperor stage.

"I said, it's enough to defeat you." Xiao Yi's sneer turned into a sneer.

In the body, a trace of vitality has been connected with the blood pill.

Xiao Yi's biggest life-saving card is naturally Bingluan sword.

However, Qin Hao has not yet been able to push him to that point.

He also didn't want to use Bingluan sword.

Nowadays, there is only one thing that can bridge this huge power gap, and that is the blood pill in the body.

"Blood pill, burst." Xiao Yi shouted in a low heart.

That blood pill, Xiao Yi never wanted it to grow.

Because once these bloodthirsty things break out, the consequences are unpredictable.

But now, he has no choice.

He even actively chose to detonate this blood pill.

In front of Qin Hao, there was no fighting spirit on his face, looking at Xiao Yi's gaze, as if looking at a dead person.

"When you die, you dare to be arrogant."

Boom... the black inflammation that engulfed Xiao Yi's body broke out again in an instant, and its power increased sharply.

"I have no patience to watch you slowly and die."

The fire of the martial soul, under the burst of vitality in his body, its power increased tenfold.

I am afraid that in a short while, Xiao Yi will burn into nothingness.

"Then it depends on who dies first." Xiao Yi sneered.

The blood pill in the body is already ready to explode.

However, just at this moment, an inexplicable agitation in his body made Xiao Yi's expression change.

The original sneer suddenly turned into an extremely solemn.

Upon seeing this, Qin Hao sneered, "This look is extremely uncomfortable?"

"Yuanli was suppressed, the flames burned, the feeling of painful but powerlessness to resist, is it uncomfortable?"

"Remember, in the future, if you don't have that strength, don't be arrogant. This is the consequence of your provoking my Qin family now."

"Oh, but, you don't seem to have a future." Qin Hao sneered.

Qin Hao sneered, but his face suddenly changed.

"Huh?" Qin Hao looked at Xiao Yi in shock.

The black inflammation on Xiao Yi's body gradually dissipated, and the aura that oppressed Xiao Yi gradually disappeared.

"How is it possible?" Qin Hao's face was full of shock.

Xiao Yi smiled, a little weird.

Just now, he planned to detonate that blood pill.

However, a second before the detonation, the inexplicable restlessness in his body changed his expression.

That restlessness came from within the body... Bingluan Sword.

Xiao Yi suddenly reacted, how has the vitality in his body ever been suppressed?

If it were suppressed, how could he accurately mobilize and accurately connect with the blood pill.

The vitality of all the martial artists around is in disorder and cannot be controlled.

But his vitality has been extremely surging and has not been affected at all.

Wuhun suppression? He didn't see Bingluan Sword being suppressed, instead he was very restless in his body.

At this moment, Qin Hao's expression had already changed drastically.

"How is it possible, how can the fire of my martial soul dissipate."

The flames that Qin Hao condensed in his hands had already dissipated, including the martial soul phantom behind him, gradually collapsed.

A body of surging vitality is running away in disorder.

"It's time for me." Xiao Yi sneered, gave up the idea of ​​detonating the blood pill, and withdrew the trace of vitality.

Cang...

An ice sword exuding an icy breath instantly condensed out.

"Blood World Slash." Xiao Yi shouted in a low voice.

A **** sword aura struck out, and Qin Hao hadn't reacted yet, he was blown away by a sword.

"Haoer." The old Patriarch of the Qin family exclaimed in the spectator stand.

The Qin family martial artists couldn't sit still immediately.

"How is it possible? How could the eldest son suddenly lose his strength and be suppressed by Xiao Yi instead?"

On the stage.

Swish...wish...wish...

Bloody sword aura shot out.

The sword in Xiao Yi's hand was nothing but a sword condensed from ordinary power.

But in his hands, in the hands of his peerless sword repairman, it was no less than a magic weapon.

There is nothing to stop the sword.

Bang... bang... bang...

A loud bang appeared on Qin Hao.

"Puff...Puff...Puff..." Qin Hao backed away again and again, spewing out mouthfuls of blood.

Whoosh... Xiao Yi's figure flashed, and he strode out with a sword.

In fact, with his strength, if that blood pill bursts out, it is not difficult to defeat Qin Hao.

After all, the blood pill already contains extremely large blood energy, and the four blood world forms that are displayed are even more powerful.

However, since it doesn't have to be so troublesome nowadays, Xiao Yi also saved the effort.

Qin Hao didn't have the martial arts increase after the second awakening, and it was not difficult for Xiao Yi to win.

"Blood slash." Xiao Yi shouted violently.

Although Qin Hao's black martial spirit was suppressed, his momentum soared.

Under the surging vitality in the middle of the Holy Emperor Realm, the body protection vitality is extremely strong.

With Xiao Yi's current cultivation base, relying solely on the blood world to cut him, at most slightly injured him.

Bang... Xiao Yi cut out with a sword.

"Puff." Qin Hao spewed out another mouthful of blood, and then, the blood in his body surged, faintly rushing out.

"You lost." Xiao Yi said indifferently.

Xiao Yi wants to kill him now, with just a single sword, he can kill him with violent blood.

"Failed?" Qin Hao's face was grim, "No, I was not defeated...poof."

Just at this moment, Patriarch Qin suddenly narrowed his eyes while watching the game, and a flash of dark sting flashed past.

"Shoot."

Swish...wish...wish...

A group of powerful figures suddenly jumped to the competition stage.

"Old Patriarch Qin, you..." Patriarch Fang and Patriarch Gu changed their expressions at the same time.

"Huh?" On the martial arts stage, Xiao Yi reacted extremely quickly, and he obviously felt a stern palm wind hitting him with a murderous intent.

"Little friend Xiao Yi." Patriarch Fang shouted violently, "Qin Zhen, do you dare?"

Whoosh... Patriarch Fang leapt out instantly.

Patriarch Qin sneered, "Want to save this kid? Better take care of your daughter first."

Several Qin elders attacked Fang Muxue and others in an instant.

"Asshole." The Fang Patriarch was furious, his figure stagnated, and he immediately walked towards Fang Muxue.

"So fast." Xiao Yi's expression changed on the stage of martial arts.

He hasn't reacted yet, a terrifying force has already blasted him a hundred meters away.

"Puff." Xiao Yi spit out blood, his face instantly pale.

Patriarch Qin severely injured him with just one palm.

"Boy, I want your life."

The old Patriarch Qin dropped his palm, but he made another move, taking Xiao Yi straight away.

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Fourth more. (Make up)