Young Master Yun

Seeing the infinitely elongated weird arm, Yun Hao's scalp tingled for a while. This guy's methods were really too weird, and his body suddenly slowed down under the shock of fighting spirit behind him.

A burst of sharp purple light flashed across, and in Yunhao's hand, the blade of gods and demons suddenly appeared, with a sharp blade light, directly cutting down.

Skyrocket's arm was extremely twisted to avoid the sharp blade light, and still bombarded towards Yunhao's chest.

The God Demon Blade came out of his hand, drawing a gorgeous purple halo in the air, and slashed directly towards the hole where the arm came out on the ground.

The two palms of the old man Tianyin attacked, Yun Hao didn't dare to neglect, on the two fists, with a faint green light, he kept waving them out, bursting out at a rapid frequency, forming a faint wave in front of him wall.

The arm covered in black mist twisted continuously, trying to go around Yun Hao's back to attack, but just when he was about to succeed, he quickly slid down unwillingly, and the blade of god and demon with the whirlwind had already reached the bottom of the arm, There is a defect that it cannot escape anyway.

Slowly letting out a breath, black mist gushed out of Yunhao's body, and immediately his figure disappeared into the void very strangely.

The old man Tianyin's heart skipped a beat, his cold eyes began to scan his surroundings, and he retracted his palm very quickly.

"Bang Dang!" The blade of the gods and demons fell straight from the air to the ground, making two crisp sounds.

The old man Tianyin's heart skipped a beat, and he shifted his gaze to the blade shrouded in purple mist. The blade swayed on the ground a few times, and immediately buzzed.

Everyone off the field couldn't help but hold their breath tightly. This weird scene was a bit more powerful than the atomization of Old Man Tianyin.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

A sarcasm flashed across the face of the old man Tianyin, and immediately his figure was atomized again.

"Hey!" A low voice suddenly sounded from the sky, and Yun Hao's figure suddenly appeared, and in the next moment, he turned into a meteorite and smashed down towards the black mist crazily.

"What an idiot, ordinary physical attacks are not against Old Man Tianyin at all!"

In the camp of the small feudal kingdom, a few disdainful sarcasms suddenly came out. It was not the first time Yun Hao had seen this black mist.

Yun Hao's figure fell rapidly, and light green flames exploded from his body, and finally went straight through the black mist that the Yin old man changed that day, and hit the ground.

"boom!"

The terrifying cracks on the ground also spread wildly towards the surroundings extremely quickly, causing the hearts of countless people in the audience to beat vigorously.

Zhao Jinxiu looked at the black mist in the void with a solemn expression, a faint uneasiness slowly emerged in his heart, he always felt that Yunhao's attack just now should not be so simple.

After a while, the black mist in the void did not quickly turn into a human form, but a light green flame suddenly rose up, and there were crackling sounds like firecrackers bursting from the black mist.

"Ah!" A hoarse cry of pain came from the black mist.

After the black mist stirred for a while, it turned into a pitch-black figure and fell on the fighting platform. The pitch-black figure covered his cheeks, and on his skinny hands, there were countless shocking blisters as if they had been scalded by hot water.

Yun Hao, who was kneeling on one knee, slowly retracted his fist that hit the ground. Under the fist was a huge pothole with a depth of one meter. It is also in powder form.

The long jet-black hair swept wantonly, Yun Hao slowly raised his head, and a brilliant light suddenly shot out from those star-bright eyes.

"You lost..." The plain words, as if drifting with the wind, faintly came from the mouth of the blue figure.

Among the boundless crowd of the Piaoyu Empire, applause suddenly erupted, the momentum was thunderous, almost crazy, and made several people in the Grand Master Hall straighten their chests uncontrollably. , but also a faint red light of excitement.

"Long live the Piaoyu Empire, long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

"The master hall is mighty! The rain is rising!"

"Yunhao, I love you!"

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Zhao Jinxiu, who was in the audience, couldn't help but twitched his cheeks a few times, then waved his hand, and said to the few remaining people, "Take the old man Tianyin to heal his injuries."

Amidst the plain voice of the man in black, the surging anger couldn't help but show up for the first time.

Several subordinates tremblingly lifted the old man who was hot and fainted and walked down the stage.

The three battles of the Great Qin feudal kingdom seemed to be over in this way. Representatives of some other small feudal states looked at each other in blank dismay. The powerful Da Qin suddenly lost. Naturally, these small countries did not have the slightest ability to contend for hegemony, and they all looked at each other. Yun Hao's gaze also showed a little more awe and fear.

The old emperor clapped his hands happily, and immediately stood up and said loudly: "Wonderful, really wonderful! I haven't seen such a wonderful game for a long time, well, the first round of the game against the Great Qin Empire has come to an end, so next... ..." "Wait!" The sudden shout came from the small feudal kingdom, making the old emperor frown slightly, but when he saw that it was Zhao Jinxiu who had the strength of the seven-star great sword master, The dissatisfaction on his face also quietly faded away, showing a faint smile and saying: "Oh, Master Zhao, do you have something to say?"

Zhao Jinxiu's face was filled with gloom. This time, he came here as the leader of Daqin, and he has the strength to completely defeat Piaoyu. He didn't expect that his mistakes in the first two games would prevent him from having enough time. If he made a move, he would directly lose the match. When he thought of it, he still patted his chest and gave the Great Qin King a guarantee, saying that the three great sword masters were in hand, and this time the competition was as easy as flipping palms, but it took only a moment, and they It turned out to be an extremely straightforward and complete defeat.

This is a complete failure!Zhao Jinxiu's heart was bleeding, even if it was like this, she must not go back with the infamy, she wanted to fight again, and beat everyone's ridicule back to her stomach.

"Yes, even though we Daqin lost, but I request, we still have to try the third match!" The cold words rolled out, causing boos from the audience.

"Damn, the people in Daqin are really too arrogant. They thought they were too big when they drew with us last year."

"Yeah, this time people think that the defeat is not thorough enough, so I have to compare it again..." Some people snickered and said that they are happy to see these neighbors being deflated. After all, the rise of the Great Qin will inevitably lead to a critical situation on the border. Once a war breaks out, millions of people will be displaced as a result.

The emperor's cheeks twitched a few times, and he said with a dry smile: "Master Zhao, your request is a bit out of order..."

Zhao Jinxiu stared at the emperor coldly, and said indifferently: "The result of the competition has already been decided, no matter whether you win or lose, there is nothing missing. If this is the case, why should you care about this one more game? If His Majesty does not agree to my request Request, then I can only feel sorry, maybe when I am in a bad mood, I will do something in this Piaoyu country..."

Looking at the curved corner of Zhao Jinxiu's mouth, the old emperor cursed secretly in his heart, and then he could only pretend to be kind and said: "Master Zhao, I haven't finished what I just said, what I mean is, if someone mentions it, Of course not, but if Master Zhao mentions it, I can allow it."

Zhao Jinxiu pursed her lips, and looked directly at the people in the Piaoyu Master Hall.

How could these people be Zhao Jinxiu's opponents, they no longer held their chests up like before, and some of them even couldn't help shrinking their necks.

"Where are you guys from the third match! Hurry up and compete!" Zhao Jinxiu said impatiently.

Immediately, in the master hall, a dark and thin figure stood up with a bit of sluggishness, and said with a bitter face: "I am the third match."

Looking across hastily, Zhao Jinxiu was surprised to find that the old man was only a heavenly sword master, and his face turned dark immediately, "Where's that old guy named Yu?"

"Old Yu is not feeling well and is still recuperating!" the old man replied tremblingly.

Frowning slightly, Zhao Jinxiu's heart was full of irritability. He stood up and wanted to fight, just to show his prestige. These members of the Master Hall are too famous, even if he wins them, it will only add to the jokes That's all.

And that Zhou Wenfu left the field early, and now he can still make himself a majestic opponent...

His eyes swept over quickly, and then locked on the lazy Yun Hao.

It's him!