Eternal Martial Emperor

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"Sure there is such a bloodline ability?" Everyone was dumbfounded, apparently they had never heard such a strange bloodline ability.

This undead disciple went on to say, "In the last General League conference, Brother Ouyang could only use his martial arts souls in the face of those who are also disciples of the same family."

"A core disciple, Brother Ouyang must be disdainful to use his martial arts spirit."

When everyone was amazed, the situation on that platform had changed dramatically.

Qin Zhenggan, who had originally launched the offensive, had a look of fear at this moment, because the bone shield in front of him had now differentiated five bone-like bone fingers and instantly caught him.

It was like a mountain-like bone palm, holding him in it, making him unable to move at all.

In just a moment, these five huge bone fingers were pinched together, directly submerging Qin Zhenggan's body completely.

"I ..." Qin Zhenggan in the palm of that bone had completely lost his courage to continue fighting, and he growled and prepared to admit defeat.

But his voice just came to an abrupt halt.

The huge palm of the hand has been shrinking continuously at this moment, and the entire body size is instantly smaller.

In it, there was a creepy and crunchy sound. Obviously, it was the sound of Qin Zhenggan's bones bursting.

In the next second, there was a lot of blood flowing from the fingers of the bone palm.

This scene changed the color of everyone, everyone opened their eyes wide, and there was a fear in their eyes that could not be concealed.

"The game is over! Ouyang Haochen wins!" The examiner hurriedly announced the result. Obviously, now Qin Zhenggan must have lost his fighting ability.

However, even after the examiner announced the result of the match, Ouyang Haochen still did not want to stop his hand. Instead, the expression on his face became more and more embarrassing, and he murmured to himself: "Death! Death! Death!"

When the examiner saw this, without any hesitation, the figure flashed to Ouyang Haochen in an instant.

I saw his eyes glowing, and when Ouyang Haochen looked at his eyes, he passed out immediately.

The onlookers all breathed a sigh of relief. The examiner practiced illusions and was also an elder of the Alliance of the Holy Lands, reaching the fourth level of martial arts.

In previous league conferences, there will also be casualties in the remaining games in addition to the knockout.

Later, in order to prevent such things from happening, the Sanctuary Alliance simply tried to prevent such unnecessary injuries from happening in addition to the knockout and regional competitions.

"How can this be ... what happened to this Ouyang Haochen? Why should Qin Zheng be killed?" Some disciples of the Alliance Wufu asked, just a mere game, not a knockout. Why is it so cruel?

The others also echoed, apparently condemning Ouyang Haochen.

At this moment, Yuki Xinhua was also carrying his hands, explaining: "It is not Ouyang Haochen who will put him to death. All of this is beyond Ouyang Haochen's control."

"He was born with a weird disease, which made him easy to lose his mind and kill him after the battle."

"It's because of this that he is hailed as the most dangerous person among his disciples. This is not because he is stronger than other disciples, but because he cannot control himself in battle."

Even the proud and rotten Xinhua Xinhua, when talking about Ouyang Haochen, his face is very ugly.

He was also very fortunate that he had not encountered such a monster.

After saying that, Xinhua Xinhua looked at Lin Yun, and her eyes were full of war.

However, Lin Yun ignored him.

In this game, the speed of cleaning up the ring became slower.

After seeing what Qin Zhenggan looks like today, everyone couldn't help but take a breath.

Because Qin Zhenggan was covered with blood, his eyes were empty and dying. If it wasn't for the examiner's shot in time, I'm afraid he would have died in the hands of Ouyang Haochen.

A moment later, the tenth game is about to start.

"Semi-final, the first group, the tenth game, rotten wood Xinhua against Ye Zhihuan!"

Before going to the ring, Xinmu Xinhua also came to Lin Yun first. He looked at Lin Yun and said in a calm tone: "You only have one trick to defeat Ye Zhihuan, and I can use one trick to solve it. "

"You better take a good look at my strength. Don't make yourself lose too much because you look down on me."

As soon as the words fell, Xinmu Xinhua leapt forward and jumped onto the ring.

Ye Zhihuan still stood at the corner of the ring, and was afraid to be approached by the rotten wood Xinhua.

After seeing this scene, Yuki Xinhua also laughed: "Imagination, you should be clear. The spiritual realm of the disciples of our ghost king sect is no worse than that of your magic sect disciples. Your magic has no effect on me."

Ye Zhihuan frowned. She knew that what Xinhua Xinhua said was true, not bragging.

"Game start!"

With the order of the examiner, Ye Zhihuan has summoned his martial spirit.

Although Xinhua Xinhua is the chief core disciple of Ghost King Zong, she will not give up anyway!

Evil Purgatory!

Suddenly, the Wuhun behind Ye Zhihuan suddenly became bigger.

However, as Xinhua Xinhua said, Ye Zhihuan's illusions really did nothing to him.

Xinmu Xinhua just waved the sickle in his hand toward the front, and the length of this sickle grew at an extremely horrible speed. In a blink of an eye, it was destroyed by a deadly force and penetrated a distance of hundreds of meters. The ground blasted on Ye Zhihuan's abdomen, and tore off a piece of flesh.

"Xinhua Xinhua wins!"

Facing Ye Zhihuan, Xinhua Xinhua and Lin Yun both defeated her with one move.

However, anyone with a good eye can see that this trick of rotten wood Xinhua is even more neat than Lin Yun.

An eighth-level Wuhuang peak, the chief core disciple who is about to reach the threshold of discipleship!

After defeating Ye Zhihuan, the rotten wood Xinhua seemed to have done a trivial trivial matter, walked straight down the ring, and said to Lin Yun: "This is my strength. The last place must be mine! "

With this sentence left, Xinmu Xinhua turned around and walked into the rest area.

"It's really good ..." Qing Yi looked at the back of Xinhua Xinhua's departure, and couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat on Lin Yun.

"As the chief core disciple of Ghost King Zong, the rotten wood Xinhua has reached the peak of the eighth emperor emperor. Jiang Yun, if you can really defeat it, you can say that you have entered the top 20." Xiahou Yangyi He said solemnly.

He understands that this is what Lin Yun will encounter in this league conference. The first opponent to block the road is an eighth-level Wuhuang peak!