Chapter 156: Killing Hu Yun, Qi Haochu Shows His Power
We are all in the bone-joining realm, why can he suppress me?
No, it's not Qi Hao, but this sword.
This is no ordinary sword, it is the opportunity he got in the Ten Thousand Battles Space, at least the fourth or fifth grade!
In just a moment, Hu Yun figured out that it was not Qi Hao who was powerful, but this sword.
In the stands, everyone also focused their attention on the sword.
Obviously this sword doesn't look special, and it doesn't burst out with powerful momentum or sword intent.
But this sword suppressed all aura.
"Fifth grade, at least fifth grade. I didn't expect that the opportunities this guy got in the Wanzhan Space were no worse than mine." Zhan Li muttered.
It was only at this time that he regarded Qi Hao as his opponent.
"Hu Yun is dead!" Han Ziqing finally let go of his hanging heart.
"Break it for me!"
Hu Yun let out an unprecedented roar, his facial features were distorted in one place, and he no longer looked like a handsome young man. He looked a bit scary.
In just one breath, he fired three defensive magic weapons one after another and activated the defensive armor on his body.
At the same time, he also used his strongest weapon, the soul-breaking needle.
With this sword, he used all his methods and went all out.
This was something he had never encountered in the ring.
But even so, he was still desperate, wherever the sword energy passed.
Regardless of whether it was a magic weapon, it was still vulnerable to a single blow and shattered one after another.
He could only place his hope on the Soul-Destroying Needle to kill Qi Hao quickly so that he could have a chance to escape from death with this sword.
He regretted very much that he did not use the soul-breaking needle at the first time.
Fortunately, the soul-breaking needle is invisible and faster.
The soul-breaking needle almost fell together with the sword energy.
However, at this moment, Hu Yun felt death and at the same time lost contact with the soul-breaking needle.
He understood why Wang Luo had to stand up and speak just now, and why Wang Luo only called the benefactor but did not give his name.
He also understood why Qi Hao clearly knew that he had murderous intentions and knew that he had the soul-breaking needle, but he was not afraid at all.
But it was too late for him to understand.
The cold feeling of the sword energy spread down his cheeks, and Hu Yun could clearly feel that his cheeks had been cut open, then his neck, and his body...
But he still didn't give up and let out his final roar: "Qi Hao, I am a disciple of the Qingya Sect, you can't..."
boom!
Hu Yun was dead, and he still had many things to say, but it was already too late.
His words only echoed for a moment before dissipating in the air.
The entire arena became silent, except for Qi Hao who inserted his sword into its scabbard and made a cold crisp sound.
"He seemed to have a lot to say."
Inside the body, Fairy Shuanzhu said.
"I know, but the sword has been taken out and cannot be taken back."
Qi Hao responded.
He actually also wanted to hear what Hu Yun wanted to say.
"Senior, are you okay?" Qi Hao asked worriedly.
The soul-breaking needle was inserted between Sword Spirit's eyebrows at this moment.
"Very good, very good. Don't regret it, young master. The soul-breaking needle is mine."
The sword spirit's aura was sluggish, but he still forced out a smile.
"Senior, I hope you're fine." Qi Hao finally felt relieved.
"Little Master, next I need to absorb the power of the Soul-Destroying Needle. I'm afraid it will be difficult to wake up in a short time. You should take care of yourself."
The sword spirit warned, then returned to the sword and fell into a deep sleep.
"We win, Senior Brother Qi wins!"
In the stands, Lin Ming was the first to exclaim, breaking the silence of the arena.
Curses, sighs, and cries came and went.
However, these curses were all directed at Hu Yun, and even those women did not blame Qi Hao.
In the arena, the winner cannot be insulted.
"It's so lucky, he was not hurt by a little blush between his brows." Caiyin said happily in the private room.
"Yes, he won, and so did we. Senior Brother Han, let's go down and find him." Zhao Tiezhu danced happily.
Today's odds were 1 to 7. Qi Hao won. Everyone who bet on Qi Hao made a huge profit, including Zhao Tiezhu and the others.
"Let's go down to find him, otherwise this kid won't be able to hold on alone."
Han Ziqing stood up and walked downstairs first.
Qi Hao did not stay on the ring, dragging Hu Yun's body out of the ring.
When he walked out of the ring, the host girl was already waiting for him.
"Brother Qi Hao, my name is Chun Mo, and I am the host of Wan Zhan Arena." The host girl greeted with a smile.
"Hello, Senior Sister Chunmo." Qi Hao responded with a smile.
"Senior Brother Qi Hao is too polite, how can I afford to be called senior sister?"
Chun Mo said this, but she felt happy in her heart.
"Senior Brother Qi Hao, if you win the competition, you will be a guest of our Wanzhan Trading Company. We have prepared a sumptuous banquet, just waiting for you to take a seat. Your prize money for this competition has also been prepared. If
you..."
Qi Hao interrupted Chun Mo's words rudely and said apologetically: "Senior Sister Chun Mo, I don't care about the ring, and I don't care about winning or losing. When I went to the ring today, I just wanted to compete with Brother Hu Yun. But I didn't expect that, but Brother Hu Yun said
I had the intention to kill and ended up like this. When I return to the sect, I still don’t know what kind of punishment I will receive. I don’t think I will ever enter the ring again.”
"Hu Yun's death was all caused by himself and has nothing to do with you, little senior brother. What's more, on the ring, life and death matter. If you are afraid of death, why go to the ring? Little brother, you don't have to worry about the sect's punishment.
We can also go to Qingya Sect and intercede for our little senior brother." Chun Mo said while making a gesture of invitation.
"this..."
Qi Hao was in trouble for a moment, he didn't want to go, but Chun Mo represented the Wan Zhan Arena and was the host.
Even if he refused, he didn't know what to say.
At this time, several young girls like Chun Mo came over one after another.
Before you even get close, waves of aroma hit your face, making you feel intoxicated.
Although these girls are not all-powerful, they all have good looks and tender charms.
"Senior brother Qi Hao and junior sister Qiao Ning'er want to have dinner with senior brother. I wonder if senior brother can give me a favor."
"Hello, senior brother. My junior sister is not talented. She has been stuck at the peak of the true bone realm and cannot break through. I wonder if senior brother would be willing to give me some advice?"
... ... ...
Several girls spoke one after another, and for a moment it was like walking into a vegetable market.
Before several people had finished their introductions, another group of men and women came not far away.
Although Qi Hao is not narcissistic, he can still see that these people are here for him.
He didn't expect that just because he won a game, he would provoke so many people, and he was immediately overwhelmed.
Chun Mo was smiling at the side, as if he was laughing at Qi Hao, and seemed to be saying, if you come with me, you won't be in such trouble.
In fact, if it were someone else who had won the game, he would have received a certain amount of attention and been attracted by others. But there would never have been so many people. In the final analysis, Qi Hao defeated Hu Yun, the quasi-king.