Chaos Emperor System

Ye Hao looked at Lin Tianye who was bound by the spirit formation like a rice dumpling and said lightly: "Don't struggle, I am a high-level spirit formation of the Linghuang, unless you are the strength of the ninth level of the Linghuang, otherwise you can't break through it!" of."

"Wooooow."

Although Lin Tianye couldn't get away, he was still very unwilling. He kept wriggling and growling at the same time.

"If you want to blame, I can only blame you for being too careless."

Ye Hao held the sword in both hands, and said softly: "My sword, twenty-four cuts!"

boom!

Ye Hao kicked Lin Tianye, who was wrapped into a rice dumpling, into the air, then kicked his feet slightly, and the whole person also rushed into the air, raised the Wu Dao sword in his hand, and attacked Lin Tianye violently.

Within three breaths, twenty-four red sword lights flashed in the sky.

After three breaths, the groaning Lin Tianye fell heavily outside the ring, unconscious.

After three breaths, Ye Hao landed safely.

At the same time, the No. 2 ring also ended the fight, and Yu Sanjiang stood on the ring panting.

At this point, the first round of competition is over.

On the high platform, Ling Junyun slowly let go of the palms that had been clenched tightly, Yu Wenshu had a sinister smile, Yu Yingluan had a calm face, Elder Lin crushed the wine glass in his hand, Qing Yunzhi took a deep look Ye Hao then laughed out loud.

Soon, the remaining five rounds were over, and only twelve of the twenty-four were left.

But the second round of competition is not over yet, they will have a two-two duel between them, and the final six will be determined to enter the third round.

An hour later, the twelve contestants went up to draw lots. This time, Ye Hao's opponent was an eighth-level monk of the Linghuang from the Flame Empire, while Yu Sanjiang faced Qing Gao, one of the favorites to win the championship.

Yu Sanjiang's game was ahead, so Ye Hao sat in the audience to watch the game.

Although Qing Gaozhan was young, the same as Yu Sanjiang, his cultivation was at the ninth rank of Linghuang, far surpassing his peers.

On the stage, Yu Sanjiang made a gesture of invitation to Qing Gaozhan.

But Qing Gaozhan was indifferent, and yawned lazily,

Said: "I don't think it's necessary to fight."

Yu Sanjiang was puzzled, and asked doubtfully, "Why?"

Qing Gaozhan laughed loudly, and said, "Because your Qingyu district is trash. Even though you are from the Yu family, you are still trash. Do you think you can beat me?"

Yu Sanjiang looked slightly annoyed, and said: "If you can beat him, you'll have to beat him to know."

After saying that, Yu Sanjiang drew his three-foot long sword and went straight to Qing Gaozhan.

On the high platform, Yu Wenshu looked at the Jade Buddha Stone on Yu Sanjiang's waist, smiled sinisterly, and then said to Yu Yingluan: "Patriarch Yu, although Mr. Yu is very powerful, but he met Qing Gaozhan from the Qing family. , I’m afraid we’ll lose, so it’s better to be careful.”

Yu Yingluan clenched his palms tightly, staring at the battle situation intently, and said: "Thank you, Patriarch Yuwen, for your concern. It's okay for a dog to lose if he's not good at learning. It's not a bad thing to see the world."

Not far away, Qing Yunzhi took a look at the battle situation, and said to himself: "Since you have met the trash of the Yu family, then you don't have to show mercy. Let's treat him well."

As soon as the words fell, Qing Gaozhan, who had been dodging on the ring, suddenly stopped, and directly punched the long sword handed over by Yu Sanjiang.

Sword versus fist!

It was actually Yu Sanjiang who was defeated, retreating dozens of steps before he stopped, took a deep breath, and said angrily: "Qing Gaozhan, are you looking down on me? Show your true strength and fight me fairly! "

"Fighting a trash requires me to show my real strength, and you think too highly of yourself." Qing Gaozhan sneered, still fighting the enemy with bare hands.

Yu Sanjiang roared, and swung the three-foot long sword in the air. Gradually, an ink painting spread out in the air.

Qing Gaozhan laughed loudly, and said, "I've heard that the Yu family's ink and wash swordsmanship is famous all over the world, let me experience it today!"

After all, Yu Sanjiang jumped in without waiting for Yu Sanjiang to fully unfold the ink painting.

"Hey, Qing Gaozhan doesn't care about Yu Sanjiang so much?"

"It's bold to jump into this ink painting before it takes shape."

"You have to know that this ink painting is equivalent to a small world after it is formed. Going directly like this is equivalent to entering Yu Sanjiang's home field. It is not a good choice."

...

In the audience, everyone whispered, obviously they knew something about the Yu family's ink and ink swordsmanship.

But everyone was more surprised by Qing Gaozhan's arrogance or Yu Sanjiang's weakness.

Ye Hao stood silently under the stage, staring closely at the ring, with his right hand resting on the space ring, his body tensed, and spiritual power surged in his body.

Yu Sanjiang on the ring obviously didn't expect Qing Gaozhan to jump in directly. Although he lost a lot of effort, it also made him very angry and couldn't help speeding up the spread of ink painting.

"Qing Gaozhan, you asked for this!"

"Hahaha, you waste from the Yu family, your spiritual power is really weak. It's been so long, haven't you finished your ink painting yet?"

Facing Qing Gaozhan's ridicule, Yu Sanjiang blushed and accelerated his swordplay.

On the high platform, Yu Yingluan looked at Qing Yunzhi's sinister smile, his heart tightened, and he whispered: "Not good."

At this moment, Qing Gaozhan, who was in the ink painting, uttered mocking words again.

"Isn't it alright? If that's the case, I'll come here first to experience the power of this ink and ink sword."

Before the words were finished, Yu Sanjiang had quietly retracted his sword, and the ink painting scroll was completely unfolded. Everyone looked at it, and there was a small black dot in the middle of the ink painting that slowly stopped moving, and then turned into a drop of ink dot.

Yu Sanjiang sneered, and with a move with his right hand, the whole ink painting rolled up by itself, and then came into Yu Sanjiang's hands.

"good!"

"The Yu family's ink and ink swordsmanship really lived up to its reputation, and directly trapped Qing Gaozhan to death."

"It's so powerful that even people of the ninth rank of Linghuang can't do anything about it. This ink and wash swordsmanship is really powerful."

Everyone in the audience clapped their hands and applauded, Yu Sanjiang also had a complacent expression on his face.

But Ye Hao's tense body did not relax because of this, but began to draw his sword slowly.

Yu Yingluan on the high platform couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted directly: "Sanjiang, let go of the scroll!"

Suddenly, Yu Sanjiang's complexion on the stage changed, and he hastily let go of the scroll in his hand. Before he could throw the scroll away, he vaguely saw waves of spiritual power coming from above the scroll, and immediately exploded on the ring. .

Afterwards, a black figure flew out of the smoke.

The black figure was thrown high into the air before it landed.

Immediately afterwards, Qing Gaozhan, who was safe and sound, grabbed Yu Sanjiang's three-foot long sword, stepped on Yu Sanjiang's face, and stabbed Yu Sanjiang's body one after another.

"ah!"

Yu Sanjiang's wailing sound spread throughout the venue.

boom!

Yu Sanjiang was trampled heavily on the ground by Qing Gaozhan, and the entire arena collapsed into a big hole.

Qing Gaozhan looked at Yu Sanjiang under his feet, and said with a sneer, "Waste is waste, hahaha!"