Being provoked one after another by Qi Hao, Zhan Li wanted to jump off the third floor immediately and enter the ring to fight Qi Hao.
However, when two people are dueling, others are not allowed to interfere. This is an unwritten rule.
Coming from a family of warriors, he values this rule even more.
So no matter how angry he was and no matter how much he wanted to take action, he couldn't do it again after hearing Qi Hao's words.
"Senior Brother Hu Yun, the troublemakers will not take action anymore. We can continue. However, they are right. This is a ring. When you get on the ring, you must have the same attitude as if you were on the ring. Please don't hold back, senior brother."
Qi Hao said.
"That's fine, but there is no need to distinguish between life and death between you and me. Today, I will use this folding fan as a weapon. If you can defeat me, you will win."
The two of them saluted each other, and Hu Yun unfolded his folding fan instantly.
"Junior Brother Qi Hao, this move is called Human Face Peach Blossom."
In an instant, seventy or eighty folding fans were reflected across the entire arena.
As Hu Yun gently shook the folding fan in his hand, a stream of wind blew out from each folding fan, and finally converged into one place, forming a series of wind waves that swept towards Qi Hao.
"What a powerful method. It looks like a bunch of flowers and has no lethality. But if you can't block the wind, you will fall into passivity. This should be another one of his trump cards. He has so many methods."
Qi Hao was not in a hurry to counterattack, but changed his position to neutralize Caofeng's attack.
Just as he expected, dissatisfied complaints came from the stands again, thinking that Hu Yun was letting things go.
"Qi Hao, this wind is poisonous, and this poison can attack the soul."
Within the body, Fairy Shuanzhu’s voice sounded.
Only then did Qi Hao notice the situation inside his body. Fairy Shuanzhu and Sword Spirit had no changes.
But the two soul slaves showed painful expressions, and their strength was constantly weakening.
"Demon cultivator, he is really a demon cultivator."
At this moment, Qi Hao finally determined that Hu Yun was simply helping his accomplices rather than making any profit.
Although he couldn't understand why Hu Yun was able to sneak into the Qingya Sect and become an inner disciple since he was a demon cultivator.
But none of this matters anymore.
Since Hu Yun is a demon cultivator, there is one more crime for his death.
Qi Hao stood still, no longer hiding, stood facing the wind, and slashed with his sword.
It's just a sword, without fancy moves or huge momentum, just one sword, a sword full of fighting spirit.
When the sword light passed by, all the folding fans were shattered, including the one in Hu Yun's hand.
"Senior Brother Hu Yun, you are defeated." Qi Hao said with a smile.
"It's just one move. It's too early for junior brother to declare victory." Hu Yun said lightly.
But his heart was bleeding.
Just as Qi Hao expected, this is his third trump card, and he never uses it in front of others.
Today I also used this trick in order not to show off my flaws when killing Qi Hao.
Unexpectedly, his trump card was broken with a sword.
"Hu Yun, use your true strength to defeat him."
In the stands, a woman shouted.
"Then I will continue to teach my senior brother the clever tricks." Qi Hao said.
"Okay! Then let you try my thousands of troops. If you can still win, then I will admit defeat."
Hu Yun chanted the formula and launched thousands of troops.
There was only one sword left in his hand, but the momentum of thousands of troops remained undiminished.
This time being in it, Qi Hao could even feel the power of thousands of troops.
The shouts of the soldiers, the mournful sounds of the horses, the howling of the cold wind, and the angry and unwilling roar of the dead man.
When these sounds merge into one place, it becomes a powerful attack. The sounds are continuous and endless.
If you don't crack this method from the source, you will be weakened, severely injured, and defeated by these attacks.
This method has the same effect as the human face peach blossom, but it is different.
The peach blossoms on the human face are relatively soft, but the thousands of troops and horses are very bold and bold, making people feel like they are on the battlefield.
Especially the vicious curse and unwillingness of the Death Man, the voice was weak, but every time it sounded, it seemed to hit Qi Hao's heart.
"This sound?"
Qi Hao was stunned. This was a taboo in battle, but Qi Hao no longer cared so much.
This voice became more and more familiar, as if I had returned to the village.
"grandfather!"
Qi Hao swallowed harder. He seemed to see his grandfather, wailing in pain and asking for help in the stove, but he had no choice but to watch helplessly.
Unknowingly, two lines of tears fell uncontrollably.
"Xiao Hao, save me, save me! Xiao Hao, save grandpa, save grandpa."
The desperate wails grew louder and louder, until they covered up all sounds.
There are no more thousands of troops and horses, and there are no more people roaring and horses neighing. Everything seems to have turned into a background board, diluted and blurred.
Hu Yun looked at Qi Hao and was stunned for a moment, but then he was ecstatic.
Qi Hao unexpectedly discovered the secret of thousands of troops, but he couldn't decipher it. Getting caught up in it was to create opportunities for him.
Others thought that Wang Luo defeated thousands of troops, but in fact, Wang Luo only broke his sword, weakening the power of thousands of troops.
This subtle wailing sound is the real secret of thousands of troops.
His voice can penetrate people's hearts and disturb his opponents. It can even affect their judgment and strength.
Many people will not notice this sound at all. The longer they listen, the greater the impact.
"Why didn't he move and still cry? Was he crying because he was frightened?"
Someone in the crowd shouted loudly.
The people around him burst into laughter at first, but then he thought about it. Qi Hao was just a little baby. It was his first time on the ring and he felt life and death firsthand. It was understandable that he was frightened and cried.
The most important thing is that apart from this explanation, they can't think of any other explanation.
"No, Qi Hao discovered the secret of thousands of troops, and Hu Yun is going to kill him."
In the private room, Han Ziqing's face darkened and he said loudly: "Hu Yun, on the stage, no matter life or death, we are all gentlemen. What deceitful means did you use to scare your opponent to tears? You are doing harm to the Qingya Sect.
reputation!"
Hu Yun was about to take action. When he heard this, he had to stop and explain: "I don't know why it is like this."
"Obviously I was scared to tears, why do you want Senior Brother Hu Yun to explain?" a girl refuted.
"Although Qi Hao is young, he has experienced countless battles. He killed six or seven real bone realm demon cultivators. They were regarded as a thorn in the demon cultivator's side and assassinated several times. Would such a person be scared to tears?
"Han Ziqing snorted coldly.
The girl said nothing after hearing this, even she had never killed a demon cultivator.
The eyes of others looking at Qi Hao also changed. He was able to kill so many demon cultivators and was respected by others no matter where he was.