Chaos Emperor System

Qing Gaozhan looked at Han Zhong lying half dead on the ground and sneered, "Two days ago, I taught the good-for-nothing of the Yu family a lesson. I never thought that it would be your turn to be good-for-nothing of the Han family today. What a bunch of good-for-nothings, not enough for me to fight of."

Speaking of this, Qing Gao Zhanha glanced at Ye Hao intentionally or unintentionally.

On the high platform, Han Xi threw his wine glass angrily and left the table, while Yu Yingluan drank the wine with a gloomy expression.

Ye Hao glanced at Han Zhong, thinking of Yu Sanjiang. Two days ago, Yu Sanjiang was lying on the ground so helplessly, and even almost met the King of Hades.

At this moment, Lie Yan, whose legs were slightly bent, suddenly rioted and struck with a knife.

Ye Hao didn't even look at it, he raised his hand to block it, and Lie Yan flew backwards.

The envoy of the Flame Empire, who was originally smiling, had a stiff expression on his face, and said, "Impossible, how could Ye Hao knock Lie Yan into the air with a single palm, it's impossible."

Yu Wenshu on the side said with a smile: "You can see clearly, is Ye Hao really the sixth level of Linghuang?"

Hearing this, the envoy of the Raging Flame Empire took a closer look, and murmured: "Seventh level of the Spirit Emperor! This is even more impossible. How could it be possible to break through in just two days!"

Yu Wenshu smiled without saying a word.

Ling Junyun and Yu Yingluan looked at Yu Wenshu at the same time, their gazes met in the air for a few seconds and then retracted instantly.

Ye Hao turned his head, and the momentum of his whole body began to bloom, and said: "Let's make a quick decision, I really can't bear it."

Lie Yan, who had just stood up, was startled. Before he could move, Ye Hao appeared directly in front of him and kicked him away.

Lie Yan turned around with difficulty in the air, and at the same time slashed down with force.

Ye Hao yelled angrily, and the crimson Wu Dao sword blocked it straightly. Ye Hao stood motionless on the spot, and Lie Yan kept retreating.

Ye Hao danced the sword with one hand, and said in a deep voice: "My Dao sword, twenty-four swords."

Suddenly, dozens of red sword lights flashed behind Lie Yan.

Lie Yan wailed: "Stop, I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

boom!

Ye Hao retracted his sword,

Land safely.

Lie Yan fell from mid-air, half-kneeling on the ground, then stood up and cupped his hands at Ye Hao, saying, "Thank you, Brother Ye, for your mercy."

On the other side, Yu Wenli also ended the battle.

Huangfu, who was injured in his right arm, nodded quietly to Yu Wenli who stood proudly, and then jumped off the ring.

So far, the final three have been decided, they are Qing Gaozhan, Yu Wenli and Ye Sangao.

The three rested for an hour, and then drew lots again. The two with numbers written on the signs had a duel, and those who didn't have a bye went directly to the finals.

Ye Hao slowly unfolded the note, and saw one written on it.

He looked up, just in time to meet Qing Gaozhan's eyes.

Qing Gaozhan smiled and showed the note with numbers written on it, and then wiped Ye Hao's neck.

Looking at the blank note in his hand, Yu Wenli looked a little hesitant, slowly put away the note, and sat on the contestant's seat.

Ye Hao, Qing Gaozhan came to power.

Ye Hao standing on the ring directly pulled out the Wu Dao sword, stuck it straight on the ground, and looked at Qing Gaozhan coldly.

On the high platform, Qing Yunzhi said casually: "This person is not here anymore."

On the ring stage, Qing Gaozhan grinned ferociously, stretched his muscles and bones, and said loudly: "Hey, isn't this the other waste of the Qingyu Double Waste, Ye Sangao, you're lucky to have come here."

"Is it luck? Come and try." Ye Hao made a provocative gesture towards Qing Gaozhan.

"Hmph." Qing Gaozhan snorted coldly, and said mockingly: "You don't think you can fight me if you defeated two wastes of the eighth rank of the Linghuang, you know the difference between the ninth rank and the eighth rank Yes, the gap is something that you can understand at the seventh level."

As soon as the words were finished, the envoys of the Moon Empire and the Flame Empire turned cold.

Qing Gaozhan didn't care about those two great figures at all, and said to himself: "Didn't you see just now, Han Zhong, who is also the eighth-level Linghuang, couldn't walk under my hands for three rounds, and you still think the eighth-level is very difficult?" Is it great?"

Ye Hao still had a smile on his face, and said: "What you brought to San Gao that day, I will repay twice as much today."

"Joke, it's up to you, go to hell!"

Ye Hao drew his sword, Qing Gaozhan swung his fist, and the two collided straight into each other.

Yu Wenshu looked at the duel on the arena, shook the wine in the wine glass, glanced at Yu Wenli, and said to himself: "Ye Hao, you will be the leader of the Tianjie Conference after defeating this Qinggao battle. Let me down."

Not far away, Ling Junyun and Yu Yingluan were closely watching the situation on the field.

Ye Hao's victory or defeat is also related to whether their cooperation can continue.

boom!

In the first collision, Qing Gao remained motionless, while Ye Hao retreated to the edge of the ring.

Qing Gaozhan smiled ferociously: "A waste is a waste, even if I can't catch a punch, go to hell."

Ye Hao's face turned cold, and six fire phoenixes rose into the sky.

Qing Gaozhan didn't even look at it, he punched out, and the six fire phoenixes all turned into nothingness.

Immediately after, he took a step forward to the edge of the ring, and his left fist went straight to Ye Hao's abdomen.

Ye Hao turned around gently to avoid Qing Gaozhan's full blow. Before he was completely out of the attack range, Qing Gaozhan turned his fist into a palm and went straight to Ye Hao's head.

Ye Hao looked at the whistling palm wind, and had no doubt that as long as he was hit by this slap, his head would definitely explode.

Without hesitation, with a flick of his sleeve, a few flying swords gleaming with cold light aimed straight at Qing Gaozhan's head.

Life for life, as long as Qing Gaozhan does not take back his attack, his head will definitely be pierced by the flying sword that Ye Hao raised with blood.

Qing Gaozhan wanted to resist, but seeing the red light on the tip of the sword, he withdrew his palm again, and retreated to avoid the flying sword's attack.

Ye Hao also landed safely in the distance, and with a move with his left hand, the flying sword was retracted into his sleeve.

In just a moment, the two sides had walked back and forth twice, wandering outside the gate of hell twice.

Ye Hao said provocatively: "Three rounds have passed, what moves do you have, use them, otherwise you will have no chance."

Qing Gaozhan clashed his fists, and said with a sneer, "It's a joke, it's just a trash of the seventh rank of the Spirit Emperor, and it's worth my effort?"

On the high platform, Qing Yunzhi narrowed his eyes and said to himself: "Do your best, let him die thoroughly, don't waste time."

On the ring stage, Qing Gaozhan suddenly changed his mind, he threw his fists forward, and suddenly a pair of black gloves were directly placed on his hands, Qing Gaozhan's whole momentum also directly increased, which soon shocked everyone present Pale.

"Has this guy finally shown his true strength?" Yu Wenli looked at Qing Gaozhan coldly.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect this Qinggao battle to have two opponents, Ye Hao will be difficult to deal with now." Yu Wenshu muttered to himself.

"This is?" Ling Junyun's face changed slightly. She had been stuck in the ninth level of Linghuang for many years, and she was very familiar with the aura of Qing Gaozhan.