Chapter 115 Instant Kill! (Third update! Please vote for me!)
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Bang bang bang bang...
The barrier formed by the powerful sword network suddenly emitted a dense and terrifying explosion sound at the moment Fang Qing screamed, exploding from all directions, and the overwhelming mental pressure spread in all directions like a flash flood.
Fang Qing, who was wearing a white gown and her hair was messy and flying, appeared in everyone's eyes. Her originally elegant and refined little face was now red, and even her eyes were shining with a red light!
"Go to hell!"
The man and sword merged into one, and Ran Miaomiao, who was struck by lightning, was only blocked for a moment, then advanced again, gave a sweet shout, and stabbed out with a sword.
The brilliant sword light is unparalleled!
Fang Qing, who had just broken through the sword net, was suffering from the severe pain that tore apart his soul. Without any time to think, he waved his palm towards the sword light that had reached his chest. At the same time, he suddenly activated his mental power and used all his strength to explode.
Back away!
Bang!
puff!
A bloody arrow dyed the sky red, and Fang Qingpiao flew out of the ring.
"You are lucky!"
Ran Miaomiao wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth and said viciously. Fang Qing, the third-grade Yi Emperor, was only eighteen years old. Such a genius disciple was definitely the target of all the hostile forces who must be killed. Killing one can lower the opponent's future.
The strength of the two rookie competitions. See Fang
When Qing's information was collected, Ran Miaomiao had basically determined that Fang Qing would die, but she didn't expect that Fang Qing's strength doubled without knowing what kind of secret method she used, and he forcefully deflected her killing sword, only to severely damage her shoulder.
He used his strength to retreat and avoid her fatal blow!
"Xiao Qing!"
When Huang Qi was about to take action, Yun Feiyan and Liu Yunfeng both jumped out, turned into a ray of light, and directly caught Fang Qing, who was seriously injured.
Chen Hao, Helian Wuzi and Mo Yuyi also quickly came to Fang Qing's side.
Without saying anything, Yun Feiyan blocked Huang Qi's healing elixir, took out a crystal-clear, green, jujube-sized elixir that was obviously several times more advanced than Huang Qi's healing elixir, and stuffed it into Fang Qing's mouth.
At the same time, he covered Fang Qing with his body, shook a white pill into powder, put it into Fang Qing's broken shoulder, and applied it on it.
The red light in Fang Qing's eyes gradually disappeared, slowly closed, and fell into coma...
"My life is safe, don't worry..." Yun Feiyan hugged Fang Qing and said to everyone. After saying that, her delicate hands with a slight tremor touched Fang Qing's head gently, and with a "hiss", lightning flashed.
Then he pulled out a three-inch long thin needle.
Helian Wuzi and Mo Yuyi both looked dumb and shocked.
"Junior brother, you are in a group with Xiao Qing. Be careful when you meet that woman! Xiao Qing is the peak of the third-grade Yi Emperor. If he hadn't used the golden needle to pierce the soul, I'm afraid..." Yun Feiyan looked at Chen Hao.
He said with a serious expression.
Chen Hao frowned slightly.
"Golden Needle Stabs the Soul** is the master's unique secret technique. You haven't started practicing, so I haven't taught it to you yet. It is very powerful and can instantly reach the second level of strength. But... after casting the spell, there are very serious problems.
Backlash, soul traumatized
, it won’t take half a year to recover. It can only be used when life and death are in danger... Xiaoqing’s performance is absolutely comparable to the fifth-grade Yi Emperor. The fifth-grade Yi Emperor, without the cultivation of the seventh-grade Martial Emperor, can’t hurt him at all.
To her...so, you have to be careful!"
"Yeah." Chen Hao glanced at Fang Qing's pale little face, nodded in response, and didn't say much. But there was a sharp flash in the depths of his black eyes.
…
The cruel and bloody battle was still going on. The Zhenyuan Kingdom seemed to be in bad luck. Among the many disciples, the disciple who was ranked absolutely above average in terms of strength encountered an opponent stronger than himself. Then several people went out to fight in succession, but no one was found.
Winning, and once again paying the price of one life, all others were injured, and most of them were seriously injured.
When Liu Yunfeng appeared on the stage, he finally brought a hard-won victory. Liu Yunfeng, the third-rank Yi Emperor, surpassed the third rank and defeated a sixth-rank Martial Emperor. Although he won, the victory was quite tragic.
Perhaps it was due to Fang Qing's serious injury that Liu Yunfeng, who was silent, gentle and always followed Fang Qing like a foil, seemed to be crazy, especially after learning that his opponent was from the Jingyun Empire, this guy was so angry during the battle.
At the beginning, the same three-inch needle was inserted into his head!
The sixth-grade Martial Emperor of the Jingyun Empire dies!
Liu Yunfeng managed to walk out of the ring and fell into a coma.
…
The brutality of the battle exceeded everyone's imagination.
There are no immortals in the eight kingdoms. Before the first round of elimination, at least twenty people died, with the Zhenyuan Kingdom having the most, five.
Including Chen Hao, every disciple who has not yet participated in the battle has a fighting spirit, and the blood in his body is burning. Especially when he sees his companions who have turned into corpses, this fighting spirit spreads like fire.
!
This is not a competition at all, but a fight!
…
"In the fourth group, please invite No. 23 Chen Hao from the Zhenyuan Kingdom and No. 24 Zhang Yunshan from the Daqian Kingdom to appear!"
After several consecutive games, the referee's loud voice sounded.
"Zhang Yunshan of Daqian Kingdom..." Huang Qi quickly scanned the registered disciple information. He wanted to determine the other party's realm first and remind Chen Hao, but...
Whoosh!
A sound that broke through the air suddenly sounded, and Chen Hao landed on the ring as fast as lightning, causing Huang Qi to stop speaking a few words.
"Uncle Huang, what realm?" Helian Wuzi, Mo Yuyi and others, who were also slightly dazed, asked hurriedly after coming back to their senses.
"Sixth-grade Martial Emperor! Not bad..." Huang Qi said.
"Oh..." Helian Wuzi, Mo Yuyi and Yun Feiyan breathed a sigh of relief. Although Chen Hao is only a fifth-grade Martial Emperor, they all know Chen Hao's combat power. Although a sixth-grade Martial Emperor will be more troublesome,
But it is still not a problem for Chen Hao, let alone his life is in danger.
"Try your best to kill this kid!" When Yi Minghao heard Chen Hao's name and saw Chen Hao's appearance, his expression suddenly became cold and abnormal. A year and a half ago, it was not the man named Chen Hao.
Who is the boy who entered the ruins? Even if nothing happened a year and a half ago, with Chen Hao's age and strength, he would be the target that any country would kill at all costs.
"Yes, Crown Prince!" The young man named Zhang Yunshan said with full confidence and a cold expression. This young man is eighteen years old. He is now a sixth-grade Martial Emperor. Although he is not a genius, he is on par with Bailiyan and Zhao Yunfei. . He is also an outstanding existence among the disciples of the Daqian Kingdom. He has strong combat power and can fight against ordinary seventh-grade Martial Emperor geniuses. Facing Chen Hao, a fifth-grade Martial Emperor, he is confident enough to kill him unless the opponent admits defeat.
Whoosh!
The stream of light passed by, and Zhang Yunshan landed in the middle of the ring. A fierce murderous aura suddenly filled the air. He looked at Chen Hao as if he was looking at a dead thing, extremely arrogant!
"The game begins!"
Clang!
Boom boom!
Following the referee's voice, Zhang Yunshan drew his sword out of its sheath, stepped on it suddenly with both feet, and the brilliant sword light covered Chen Hao. He raised his Yuanli to the extreme when he took action, hoping to kill with one blow!
Chen Hao, however, stayed still. A flash of light flashed in his hand, and he took a step forward. His body suddenly blurred into a blur in everyone's eyes. The afterimage still stood proudly, but the other "Chen Hao" bowed and knelt down. , his right hand traced a beautiful trajectory, and a blue light suddenly burst out like a polar light!
hiss!
After crossing one-third of the distance between the two people, Zhang Yunshan, who had not yet had time to get close to Chen Hao's body, suddenly had his hair standing on end, his pupils shrunk, he let out a loud shout with fear and anger, and suddenly swung his sword to block!
bite!
boom!
puff!
Three distinct sounds erupted almost at the same time, and then everyone saw Chen Hao grab it in the air, and the blue light like the polar light returned to his hand in a beautiful trajectory.
Zhang Yunshan's running figure wielding a sword was still approaching Chen Hao quickly, but after running a foot away, a stream of blood arrows spurted out from his throat, "kick, kick, kick", plop... Seeing that he was approaching Chen Hao At that time, he fell in front of Chen Hao.
His eyes were wide open, full of anger and fear, and he opened his mouth to say something, but except for the gurgling sound of blood, no sound came out, and his pupils slowly expanded!
Without giving everyone time to marvel, Chen Hao, who didn't look like he had taken action at all, soared into the sky with a cold expression and flew to his position.
…
"Throwing knives...he actually used flying knives? So awesome..."
"How could he still be hit in the throat even though he successfully blocked it? Isn't this Chen Hao a fifth-grade Martial Emperor? Could it be that his Yuan Power is so powerful that it is much stronger than a sixth-grade Martial Emperor?"
"Impossible. It must be that his Yuanli control has reached a subtle level, otherwise it would be impossible to block without success!"
The crowd was in an uproar, and everyone was shocked. Before Chen Hao appeared on the stage, he was a thorn in the eyes of the major empires. He was fifteen years old and a fifth-level Martial Emperor. He is weak now, but what about in the future? Who dares to underestimate him?
But now Chen Hao was so clean and neat that he could be said to have killed a sixth-grade Martial Emperor effortlessly, and he was also a genius with strong combat power. It was really shocking.
Not only the people in the other kingdoms were shocked, but also Huang Qi, Yun Feiyan and everyone in the Zhenyuan Kingdom were shocked. Perhaps only Helian Wuzi and Mo Yuyi, who knew Chen Hao the most, were a little calmer...
…
"That's right. For such a super genius to fall into my hands, it is considered a worthy death..."
One of the eight kingdoms, the Star Luo Kingdom, was sitting in the contestants' seat at the front of a young man with a feminine face. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Chen Hao who flew down from the ring. He spoke softly with a voice like a eunuch.
This boy is the seed player of the fourth group, the chief disciple of the Xingluo Kingdom's rookie hall. Yin Fenghan is at the peak of the eighth-grade Martial Emperor. He is 20 years old. In the preliminaries of the last Eight Kingdoms Rookie Ranking, he entered the top ten with the cultivation of the fifth-grade Martial Emperor.
, although there is more or less an element of luck, the strength of his combat power is evident. Today, two years later, what kind of combat power does the eighth-grade Martial Emperor have?
The Hundred Dynasties Ranking is his goal!
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