Chapter 1234: Martial Soul Suppression?

Qin Hao, looked at Xiao Yi indifferently.

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

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

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

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 weapon in your hand."

"At least, it allows me to practice my skills instead of being so completely defeated."

"Do you need it?" Xiao Yi ignored the black flame on his body and sneered.

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

How could a Leng Yan sword be able to make up for the huge gap between the Holy King's triple cultivation and the middle stage of the Holy Emperor's realm.

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

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

Xiao Yi's biggest life-saving trump card is naturally the Ice Luan Sword.

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

He was also unwilling to use the Ice Luan Sword.

Today, there is only one thing that can make up for this huge gap in strength, and that is the blood pill in the body.

"Blood pill, burst." Xiao Yi snorted in his heart.

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

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

But now, he has no choice.

He even took the initiative to choose to detonate this blood pill.

In front of Qin Hao, there was no fighting intent on his face, looking at Xiao Yi's eyes, as if he was looking at a dead man.

"When death is imminent, you dare to be arrogant."

Bang... the black flames entangling Xiao Yi's body,

It erupted again in an instant, and its power increased sharply.

"I don't have the patience to slowly watch you die."

The fire of Martial Soul, under the eruption of Yuan Power in his body, its formidable power is multiplied tenfold.

I am afraid that it will not take a moment for Xiao Yi to burn into nothingness.

"Then see who dies first." Xiao Yi sneered.

The blood pill in the body is ready to explode.

However, just at this moment, an inexplicable restlessness in the body caused Xiao Yi's complexion to change.

The original sneer turned into an incomparable solemnity in an instant.

Seeing this, Qin Hao sneered, "Is it extremely uncomfortable to look like this?"

"Yuan Li is suppressed, flames burn your body, that feeling of being in pain, but unable to resist, is very uncomfortable, isn't it?"

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

"Oh, but, it seems that you have no future." Qin Hao sneered.

Qin Hao sneered, but suddenly his face changed.

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

The black flames on Xiao Yi's body gradually dissipated, and the momentum that oppressed Xiao Yi also gradually disappeared.

"How is that possible?" Qin Hao's face was full of surprise.

Xiao Yi smiled, a little weird.

Just now, he had 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... Bing Luan Sword.

Xiao Yi suddenly reacted, why has the Yuan force in his body ever been suppressed?

If it was suppressed, how could he precisely mobilize and connect with the blood pill precisely.

The energy of all the warriors around is in disorder and cannot be controlled.

But his Yuan Power has always been surging, and it has not been affected in the slightest.

Martial soul suppression? He didn't see the Bingluan Sword being suppressed, but he was extremely restless in his body.

At this time, Qin Hao's expression changed drastically.

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

The flame that Qin Hao condensed in his hand had dissipated, including the shadow of the martial soul behind him, which gradually collapsed.

With surging Yuan energy, he was running wild in disorder.

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

Chong…

An ice sword that exudes an icy aura instantly condenses out.

"Blood Realm Slash." Xiao Yi let out a low voice.

A bloody sword qi shot out, Qin Hao had not yet reacted, and was blown away by a sword.

"Hao'er." In the viewing seat, the old patriarch of the Qin family exclaimed.

All the Qin family warriors couldn't sit still.

"How is that possible? How could the eldest son suddenly become unstable and be suppressed by that Xiao Yi instead?"

On the competition stage.

swoosh...swish...swish...

One after another blood-colored sword energy shot out.

The sword in Xiao Yi's hand was nothing but a sword that was condensed from the most ordinary Yuan force.

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

The sword came out, nothing could stop it.

bang... bang... bang...

A loud explosion appeared on Qin Hao.

"Pfft...Pfft...Pfft..." Qin Hao stepped back again and again, spitting out blood one after another.

Whoosh... Xiao Yi's figure flashed and he came out with his sword.

In fact, with his strength, it would not be difficult to defeat Qin Hao if that blood pill erupted.

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

However, since there is no need to be so troublesome now, Xiao Yi also saved the effort.

Without Qin Hao's second awakening, 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 aura soared a lot after all.

Under the surging Yuan force in the middle stage of the Holy Emperor Realm, the Yuan force of protecting the body is extremely strong.

With Xiao Yi's current cultivation level, he could at most be slightly injured by blood slashing alone.

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

"Pfft." Qin Hao spat out another mouthful of blood, and then, the blood in his body surged, and there was a faint tendency to burst out.

"You are defeated." Xiao Yi said indifferently.

Xiao Yi wants to kill him now, just one sword will make him die.

"Defeat?" Qin Hao's face was grim, "No, I didn't lose... poof."

Just at this moment, in the viewing seat, the old patriarch Qin suddenly narrowed his eyes, and a stinging color flashed past.

"Get out."

swoosh...swish...swish...

A series of powerful figures jumped to the competition stage in an instant.

"Patriarch Qin, you..." The expressions of Patriarch Fang and Patriarch Gu changed at the same time.

"Huh?" On the competition stage, Xiao Yi reacted extremely quickly, and clearly felt a savage palm wind coming towards him.

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

Whoosh... Fang Patriarch leaped out in an instant.

The old patriarch Qin sneered, "Want to save this kid? Let's take care of your daughter first."

Several elders of the Qin family suddenly attacked Fang Muxue and the others.

"Bastard." Fang Patriarch was instantly furious, his figure stagnated, and he walked towards Fang Muxue in an instant.

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

Before he could react, a terrifying force had blasted him a hundred meters away.

"Pfft." Xiao Yi spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned pale.

The old patriarch Qin seriously injured him with just one palm.

"Boy, I want your life."

The old patriarch Qin slammed down, but he shot again, taking Xiao Yi straight away.

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Fourth more. (repair)