The supreme demon Emperor

When Zhu Chenhao said these three words, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength and courage.

In fact, Zhu Chenhao is very reluctant to say three words, but now, he has to say and admit such a fact. Just in the moment of the ancient wind, he knew clearly that he could no longer resist the attack of the ancient wind.

Even if he is forced to bear down, it is meaningless. Although the attack of the ancient style just now is not so strong, Zhu Chenhao's current situation simply can't bear it.

It's better to admit defeat than to make your injury worse and fail, so that you can lose less. These problems, in Zhu Chenhao's mind, can also be said to be very clear, there is nothing strange.

But Zhu Chenhao thought in his heart, it's hard to avoid some loss. He wanted to enter the war spirit temple. It can be said that he had been preparing for it for five years. This time, he came to fight for it. He never thought that he would meet such a powerful opponent, and he completely lost the chance to enter the war spirit temple.

Think of here, Zhu Chenhao's heart can not help but a bit more sense of regret, is very uncomfortable. But what else can he do now that this is the case?

The more he thought about it, the more sad he was. Now, everything has become a foregone conclusion, and it can not be reversed. He feels that he is also extremely sad.

Watching stars upstairs, long Xu can not help but be eclipsed, sighing. He naturally knows how much Zhu Chenhao wants to enter the war soul holy temple, and he also has such strength and talent. However, in the end, he is still a poor move, lost this opportunity.

Although long Xu is able to cover the sky with only one hand in the war soul courtyard, it is very difficult for him to use his power for personal gain in the full view of the public. Apart from other things, shangguanqing's own strength is not weak. It's impossible for him to do anything.

The old man here seems to be getting old in an instant, and his heart is very sad. Last time, Zhu Chenhao lost the quota because of his weak strength. This time, he lost to Gu Feng. It's really hard to accept.

Maybe, that's the way it is.

Looking at the sky, long Xu suddenly felt that everything had become a lot of haze. In his heart, it seems that there are many clouds floating constantly, making the whole person become a lot of depression.

Shangguanqing's expression returned to normal at this time, and he was very pleased to smile. This result, for her, is also the best. At least, Gu Feng's wish, with his own efforts, is achieved, and won the quota.

Many tutors' eyes on Guan Qing also changed a lot at this moment, but you know, the two places were taken away by Shangguan Qing's disciples. And how terrible she was to be able to train such a strong disciple.

Elder yuan's heart, which was originally hanging, is now gradually put down. At the same time, he is also very satisfied with the nod, Gu Feng this guy, really did not let him down.

Especially the last sword and seal, it can be said that it was amazing. No one thought that he still had such a hand. Even Yuan Chang, who is always practicing Xuanling battle style, didn't notice the appearance of battle spirit seal before.

Duanmuxue is also a little relieved, the ancient wind is now finally achieved, her heart of those concerns, now also disappeared.

"The third younger martial brother is very powerful." Ling son also can't help but is some Leng hair spirit of say.

The corners of the other people's mouths in the ten pavilions were twitching at the moment, as if the result had completely exceeded their expectations. It is true, and the result is absolutely unexpected.

Liu Hua, in particular, sat down a little listless. He knew a little about his elder martial brother's strength, but Gu Feng defeated him. All this seemed so incredible.

At the same time, Liu Hua is also aware of another problem, that is, how powerful is the ancient style itself? Although the current situation of Gufeng is not so good, it looks like it is tottering and may fall down at any time.

But he did win. And Zhu Chenhao himself has already given up.

For a moment, it can be said that there was silence. Although many people have the idea of ancient style's victory in their hearts, when they see it with their own eyes, their hearts are also full of shock.

It can also be said that in this battle, many people are very optimistic about Gufeng, but deep down in their hearts, they do not think Gufeng can win the final victory. But the ancient style has done it!

At this moment, Gu Feng's face also became more relaxed. He was smiling.

He tried his best to attack, and now he also got the reward. After all, he forced Zhu Chenhao to give up. He is now the strongest disciple in the name of the war soul Academy.

Of course, Gu Feng's heart is still very clear, although he is in name, but in fact, he is still not the opponent of his elder martial sister.

At this time, elder Wang also slowly returned to his senses and said in a loud voice: "in the last game, Gu Feng won, and he won the last quota of disciples of the war spirit holy hall!"

Many people can't help but exclaim when this remark comes out. Now they have to admit that it is indeed the victory of the ancient style.

Zhu Chenhao's mouth is with a very helpless smile, now all the honor belongs to the ancient style. And I have become the stepping stone of the young man in front of me.

All along, Zhu Chenhao has been climbing on other people's shoulders, but he never thought that one day he would fall into such a situation.

The general smile of self mockery also made him feel very uncomfortable.

Seeing that Zhu Chenhao's face was not so good, long Xu could not help but feel helpless.

But at this time, long Xu's eyes fell on Gu Feng. For a moment, his eyes were constantly shining. He didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

Hearing elder Wang's announcement, Gu Feng's hanging heart is now completely falling down, no longer so tight. For Gu Feng, if he didn't hear the news that he got the quota, everything was not the end. Now, it's all over.

At this time, the haze in the heart of the ancient wind is also swept away and replaced by joy.

After so long struggle, he finally got what he wanted.

I got the quota of the war spirit holy house! In this way, I can enter lingdu, and then slowly explore the secret of my life experience. Thinking of these, the ancient wind can not help but be more excited.

Smile, blooming in the corner of his mouth.

Everything seems to have become extremely beautiful.

"Poof!" At this time, Gu Feng suddenly burst out with a mouthful of blood, and he also fell directly on the ground.

All of a sudden, those excited disciples were stunned. They looked at the ancient wind falling on the stone platform and still didn't understand what had happened.

At this time, shangguanqing fell directly on the stone platform, picked up the ancient style, took a light look at duanmuxue, and then quickly left.

After shangguanqing left, the disciples here reflected that Gu Feng's previous attack was really fierce. He had been injured so badly that he didn't go for treatment. Instead, he continued to attack madly.

This also led to the injury in Gufeng's body getting worse, and he was afraid that he had already reached the point of exhaustion.

But because of his faith, he has been struggling to support, and now that he has won the quota, Gufeng's heart is no longer so tight and relaxed. It's also because of such relaxation that he can't support himself.

At this moment, the ancient style is in great need of rest and self-cultivation, but he is unable to do it, so he just fainted.

At this time, Zhu Chenhao once again had no choice but to smile bitterly, as if he already knew the gap between himself and the ancient style, and where it was.

Moreover, Zhu Chenhao was very clear in his heart. If he didn't admit defeat just now and insisted on it for a while, then the number of disciples in the war spirit holy hall would be his own. But what is the use of his regret now? Because, now everything has become a foregone conclusion, can not be changed.

The meaning of self mockery is constantly fermenting in Zhu Chenhao's heart. When he looks at the wound on his chest, his smile actually becomes a little sad.

"This ancient style is really not ordinary people, and this kind of mind is very rare." At this time, long Xu sighed and commented.

At this time, long Xu's eyes were shining again, but he seemed hesitant, as if for a moment, he didn't know whether he should do that. Because if that decision is right, he will benefit a lot. If it is wrong, he will become the sinner of the whole war soul hospital!

This matter, long Xu also must be careful to deal with it, if there is the slightest mistake, the consequences are unimaginable.

At this time, elder yuan seemed relaxed and said, "it's really rare, but sometimes the child's nature is hard to understand."

Elder yuan remembers that when he first saw the ancient wind, he was in his own field of life and death!