Soul Emperor Martial God

Qin Hao stood proudly in front of Xiao Yi.

I didn't see what he was doing, and the surging weather alone made Xiao Yi feel uncomfortable.

Streaks of blood, even under great pressure, overflowed from Xiao Yi's chopping.

Qin Hao at this moment was like a god, cold and powerful.

At the same time, all the martial artists on the martial arts stage, the vitality in their bodies was suddenly disordered.

"What's the matter? Yuan Li is disordered?" The martial artist around him changed his face greatly.

Wuhun is the existence that accompanies them throughout their lives.

Therefore, as a martial artist, the changes in the martial spirit in the body can be clearly felt.

They could obviously feel that the martial soul in the body, as if they had encountered something terrifying, was trembling in the body.

It felt like I saw their supreme king again, and I needed to tremble.

That's why, Wuhun's control of his body's primordial strength reached a level of negligibility in an instant.

Caused all the warriors, the vitality is immediately disordered.

On the competition stage, at this moment, it seemed to have been shrouded by the dazzling black light.

Even outside the martial arts stage, many martial artists have changed their faces in the spectator stand.

Only a few martial arts emperors can barely remain calm.

On the martial arts stage, Qin Hao stared at Xiao Yi contemptuously, "Now, do you know the gap between you and me?"

"Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"Even if your so-called horror record is true, you are just worthy of a fight with me."

"As for defeating me, it's a ridiculous joke."

Qin Hao was arrogant but contemptuous. In his eyes, Xiao Yi seemed to be an ant that could easily be pinched to death.

Click... Click... Click...

Xiao Yi forcibly clenched his fists and tried to open the suppression.

"Humph." Qin Hao sneered, "Just because you want to break free from my suppression?"

"I have awakened my martial soul for the second time. Under the black martial soul, all martial souls have surrendered."

"Now, you are afraid that it will be difficult to even mobilize your vitality."

"Awakening for the second time?" Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

He has spent a lot of time in Zhongyu, and naturally he knows a lot of secrets.

Rumor has it that after the martial artist awakens his spirit when he is young, he will have a second chance of awakening when he is successful in his cultivation in the future.

That was a qualitative leap for Wuhun.

However, Wuhun's second awakening was extremely difficult and extremely demanding.

Even those peerless arrogances who are well-known in Zhongyu, few people can really do it.

But if it can be done, it will be an opportunity for the warrior to soar into the sky one by one, turning the wind into a dragon.

Xiao Yi suddenly remembered, it is no wonder that after the Sky Control Fire Beast stepped into the purple rank a few days ago, he still felt that purple was not the end, and there was even a long way to go.

In contrast to Bingluan Sword, he had become his martial soul inexplicably, and the Fire Control Beast was the martial soul that his body really awakened.

Therefore, he is extremely sensitive to the feeling of controlling the fire beast spirit.

He was puzzled at the time, but now it seems that he feels right.

At this time, Qin Hao's indifferent words interrupted Xiao Yi's thinking.

"You said, did I slowly oppress you to death? Or just kill you?"

"After all, I want to squeeze you to death, no different from squeezing an ant to death."

Boom...boom...boom...

Qin Hao's momentum is still soaring.

The momentum that pressed against Xiao Yi was also increasing.

Xiao Yi's face became harder to look.

In the spectator stand, the Qin family martial artists all smiled triumphantly.

The old Patriarch Qin smiled even more.

At the Gu family's side, the old Patriarch Gu sighed heavily, as if he was discouraged, unable to sit down, "This time the four-way competition is over."

On the Fang family's side, Patriarch Fang frowned, "It's not over yet."

The elder Fang shook his head, "Young Master Xiao Yi, we are going to lose."

"With Qin Hao's current strength, one person can crush the warriors of our Fang and Gu families."

"This time the Sifang Grand Contest, there is still the seat of the City Lord's Mansion, I am afraid that it will return to the Qin family."

"No." Patriarch Fang shook his head, "I believe little friend Xiao Yi."

"Huh?" The elder Mr. Fang showed doubts on his face.

Patriarch Fang looked solemn, but still smiled, "Look at people, don't just look at the surface."

"Intuition tells me that little friend Xiao Yi is far more dangerous than Qin Hao."

"Intuition?" The elder Fang frowned.

"Yeah." Patriarch Fang nodded solemnly, "Warriors all have an inexplicable sense of threat, and it is also one of the methods used by warriors to determine safety."

"And the higher the cultivation base, the more accurate the feeling."

"From the first time I met Xiao Yi's little friend, the sense of danger he gave me has even surpassed that of a strong man at the level of the old Patriarch Qin."

"So, I believe in little friend Xiao Yi."

The face of the Fang Patriarch showed confidence.

On the stage.

Qin Hao took a step forward indifferently.

Suddenly, the turbulent weather was rushing towards Xiao Yi like mountains and oceans.

"Puff." Xiao Yi spouted out blood.

In fact, if he had a way, he would have broken free from suppression.

Qin Hao, who was originally the peak cultivation base of the Saint King Realm, had a strength. After using the middle-grade holy weapon Black Yaoyan Ring, he completely stepped into the martial arts emperor level.

Even the waiting martial arts emperor is not the enemy of several tricks in his hands.

Now, Qin Hao sacrificed the Wuhun phantom.

When the martial artist sacrificed the Wuhun phantom, it was when his strength reached its peak.

In addition, this is the second awakening of the black martial soul that surpasses the purple martial soul, and the horror of its increase can be imagined.

Today, Qin Hao's strength is afraid that he has entered the middle stage of the Holy Emperor Realm, or even stronger.

"I thought about it." Qin Hao suddenly sneered.

"Since you are defeated by my martial soul."

"Just die under my black flame."

Bang...a flame, condensed in Qin Hao's hands.

To be more serious, under the black light behind Qin Hao, there was a ball of flame, exactly the black flame.

His martial soul was actually Black Yaoyanhuo.

"Palm inflammation, I didn't burn you to ashes just now."

"Now, when the fire of the martial soul of Hei Yaoyanhuo burns it, you will directly burn into nothingness."

Qin Hao said triumphantly, although he was a peerless Tianjiao, he was naturally extremely proud to be able to kill a Tianjiao with the same reputation in public.

Qin Hao slowly stretched out his hand, and the terrifying Black Flame in his hand also slowly approached Xiao Yi.

Although Xiao Yi was suppressed, he was not afraid, but looked directly at Qin Hao.

"You are indeed amazing." Xiao Yi's face was as indifferent as ever.

"At least, among the younger generation, you are the first warrior who can push me to this level."

Xiao Yi's hole cards are undoubtedly many.

However, in his many battles, those who could force him to use his life-saving hole cards were all old guys with deep cultivation.

This is the first time the younger generation can push him to this point.

This is the power of the black martial soul, and the terrifying after the second martial artist awakens.

Bang...

A horrible black flame has entangled Xiao Yi's body.

The intense high temperature, just a few heat waves, burned the air into nothingness and melted the ground of the competition platform into water.

However, Xiao Yi, who was in Hei Yan, showed a sorrowful smile.

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