Chapter 1484

Ye Hao looked at Lin Tianye, who was bound by the spirit array like a rice dumpling, and said faintly: "don't struggle. I am the spirit emperor's high-level spirit array. Unless you are the strength of the spirit emperor's Ninth level, you can't break it."

"Woo woo."

Although Lin Tianye was struggling, he was still very unwilling. He kept wriggling and roaring.

"If you want to blame it, you can only blame your carelessness."

Ye Hao, holding his sword in both hands, said in a soft voice, "my sword, twenty-four chop!"

Bang!

Ye Hao kicks Lin Tianye, who is wrapped in rice dumplings, into the air. Then he kicks his feet slightly, and the whole person rushes into the air, holding up his sword and attacking Lin Tianye.

Three breath time, the sky flashed 24 red sword light.

After three breath, the groaning Lin Tianye fell heavily outside the challenge arena, unconscious.

After three breath, Ye Hao landed safely.

At the same time, the second challenge arena also ended the battle, and Yu Sanjiang stood panting on the challenge arena.

So far, the first round of the game is over.

On the high stage, Ling Junyun's hand slowly released. Yu Wenshu's face was smiling, Yu yingluan's face was calm. Lin crushed the wine cup in his hand. Qingyunzhi took a deep look at Ye Hao, and then burst out laughing.

Soon, the remaining five rounds were over, and only 12 of the 24 were left.

But the second round of competition is not over, and they have to fight each other in pairs to decide the last six people to enter the third round.

An hour later, twelve players went up to draw lots. This time, Ye Hao's opponent was a friar of the eighth rank of Linghuang in the flame Empire, while Yu Sanjiang was against Qinggao, one of the most popular champions.

Yu Sanjiang was ahead of the competition, so Ye Hao sat under the stage to watch.

Although qinggaozhan was not very old, he was the same as Yu Sanjiang, but his cultivation was the Ninth level of Linghuang, far more than his peers.

On the stage, Yu Sanjiang made a please gesture to qinggaozhan.

But qinggaozhan was indifferent. He yawned lazily and said, "I don't think it's necessary."

Yu Sanjiang was puzzled and asked, "why?"

Qinggaozhan laughed and said, "because you are all rubbish in Qingyu district. Although you are Yu's family, you are still rubbish. Do you think you can beat me?"

Yu Sanjiang looked slightly angry and said, "if you can't fight, you have to fight before you know."

After that, Yu Sanjiang took out his three foot sword and went straight to Qinggao battle.

On the high stage, Yu Wenshu looked at the Jade Buddha stone on Yu Sanjiang's waist, and then said to Yu yingluan, "Master Yu, although you have strong strength, you may be defeated when you encounter the Qinggao battle of the Qing family. You'd better be careful."

Yu yingluan clenched his hand and fixed his eyes on the war situation, saying: "thank you for your concern. If you are not good at learning, you may lose. Seeing the world is not a bad thing."

Not far away, qingyunzhi took a look at the war situation and said to himself, "since you have met the waste of the Yu family, you don't have to be merciful. Let's have a good reception."

As soon as the words came to an end, Qinggao Zhan, who had been dodging in the challenge arena, suddenly stopped and punched the sword handed over by Yu Sanjiang.

Sword to fist!

Yu Sanjiang was defeated. He retreated dozens of steps to stop his body. He took a deep breath and said angrily, "qinggaozhan, do you look down on me? Show your real strength and fight me fairly

"I need to show my real strength to fight a waste. You look too high on yourself." Qinggaozhan sneered, but he still faced the enemy with his bare hands.

Yu Sanjiang roared and waved his three foot sword in the air. Gradually, a pair of ink paintings spread out in the air.

Qinggaozhan laughed and said, "I've heard that Yu family's ink sword technique is famous all over the world. Let me see it today."

After that, he jumped in without waiting for Yu Sanjiang to completely spread out his ink painting shop.

"Hiss, is this Qinggao war so indifferent to Yu Sanjiang?"

"It's bold to jump in before the ink painting is formed."

"You have to know that after the formation of this ink painting, it can be equivalent to a small world. Going in this way directly is equivalent to entering the home of Yu Sanjiang. It's not a good choice."

……

Under the stage, people whispered, obviously they knew something about Yu's ink sword technique.

However, people were more surprised at qinggaozhan's conceit or Yu Sanjiang's weakness.

Ye haomo stood in silence, staring at the challenge arena tightly, his right hand on the space ring, his body tight, and his spiritual power surging.

Yu Sanjiang in the challenge arena obviously didn't expect that qinggaozhan jumped in directly. Although he lost a lot of Kungfu, he was also very angry and couldn't help speeding up the development of ink painting.

"Qinggaozhan, you asked for it

"Ha ha ha, waste of Yu family, your spiritual power is really weak. It's been so long. Haven't you finished your ink painting yet?"

In the face of qinggaozhan's sarcasm, Yu Sanjiang's face turned red and his sword dance was accelerated.

On the high stage, Yu yingluan looks at Qingyun's gloomy smile. She is tight in her heart and cries out: "it's not good."

At this time, qinggaozhan, who is in the ink painting, came with the words of ridicule.

"Not yet. In that case, I'll first learn the power of the ink remnant sword."

Before the words are heard, Yu Sanjiang has quietly withdrawn his sword, and the ink painting scroll is completely unfolded. People look at it, and there is a small black dot in the middle of the ink painting, which slowly stops moving, and then becomes a drop of ink.

Yu Sanjiang sneered, and with a move of his right hand, he rolled up the whole painting and came to Yu Sanjiang's hands.

"Good!"

"The ink sword technique of the Yu family really deserves its reputation. It directly trapped Qinggao to death."

"It's so powerful that even the people in the Ninth level of Linghuang can't help it. This ink sword technique is really powerful."

The audience clapped and cheered, and Yu Sanjiang's face was also a look of satisfaction.

But Ye Hao's tight body didn't relax. Instead, he began to draw the sword slowly.

Yu yingluan on the high platform could no longer help shouting: "Sanjiang, loosen the scroll!"

All of a sudden, Yu Sanjiang's face on the stage changed, and he quickly released the scroll in his hand. Before he left the scroll far away, he vaguely saw waves of spiritual power coming from the scroll, and then exploded directly in the challenge arena.

After that, a black figure flew out from the smoke.

The black figure has not yet landed, it was thrown high, thrown into the air.

Then the safe Qinggao battle won Yu Sanjiang's three foot sword, trampled on Yu Sanjiang's face, stabbed Yu Sanjiang's body one sword after another.

"Ah

The wailing of Yu Sanjiang spread all over the venue.

Boom!

Yu Sanjiang was heavily trampled on the ground by Qinggao battle, and the whole arena collapsed into a big pit.

Qinggaozhan looked at Yu Sanjiang at his feet and sneered: "waste is waste, ha ha ha!"