At the bottom of the pit, gunpowder smoke filled the air.
Yu Wenli condensed his right hand, and the black spear in his hand shot out.
boom!
There was an explosion at the bottom of the pit.
Ling Junyun and others trembled in their hearts. The person lying at the bottom of the pit was Ye Hao. If Ye Hao died in the hands of Yu Wenli, then their plan would be completely finished.
Yu Yingluan's clenched fists suddenly relaxed, showing an expression of relief. He looked at Yu Wenli, who was standing proudly, and the murderous intent in his eyes faded a lot.
Yu Wenli, who was on the ring, stretched out his hand and sneered: "You are really vulnerable."
As soon as he finished speaking, the black spear returned to his hand, but while he was smiling, his face stiffened because he saw no blood on the tip of the spear.
Suddenly his expression changed and he ducked to the right.
A red sword light grazed his face and fell heavily to the ground. Yu Wenli, who had stabilized his body, turned around and found that there was no one. He couldn't help but hold the spear tightly and looked around coldly.
"Spiritual formation? Impossible!"
"During the battle between you and me, I have been taking the initiative to attack, and you have been dodging. There is no chance of setting up the spiritual formation!"
"Stop pretending to be a fool, get out of here and die!"
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Although Yu Wenli had extraordinary combat power, he did not notice Ye Hao's figure or feel Ye Hao's breath, as if Ye Hao disappeared out of thin air.
Therefore, one can only look around vigilantly and wait for the opponent to appear.
Qing Yunzhi on the high platform seemed to have discovered a clue through the red sword light just now, and murmured: "It seems to have borrowed some kind of treasure and hidden it in the void for a short time. However, even so, when the time comes,
You still can’t escape death!”
In the void, Ye Hao held a small round mirror in his hand, stared at Yu Wenli on the ring and breathed a sigh of relief.
At first, he did not expect that Yu Wenli would join the Qing family, so he was caught off guard.
Originally, his cultivation level was not as good as Yu Wenli's, and he lost the initiative. Therefore, the situation was very passive, and he did not even have a chance to set up the spiritual formation. He almost died at the bottom of the pit at the hands of Yu Wenli.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, a small void-breaking mirror was formed from five fragments of debris, which allowed Ye Hao's body to be temporarily hidden in the void, and he escaped the disaster.
As for the red sword light just now, it was indeed him.
Seeing that Yu Wenli had relaxed his vigilance, he thought of a sneak attack. Unexpectedly, Yu Wenli dodged him, so he had to stay quietly in the void.
Ye Hao took out the Qiankun bath furnace given by Gu Gu and began to refine the fourth-grade healing elixir.
Not long after, a golden elixir of perfect quality was released.
When Ye Hao took the elixir, he also decided to expose his eighth-level Spirit Emperor's strength and completely defeat Yu Wenli. This was much better than dying at the hands of Yu Wenli.
But now, he doesn't have much spiritual energy left in his body, so he must seize the time to recover first.
Yu Wenli didn't have enough realm, so he couldn't see Ye Hao hiding in the void, but he could endure it, holding a spear, and stood quietly in the center of the ring.
Half a stick of incense passed, and suddenly a strong aura of heaven and earth came from the void.
Yu Wenshu, Ling Junyun and others looked happy, while Qing Yunzhi's expression turned gloomy.
Immediately afterwards, a figure sitting cross-legged gradually appeared at the edge of the ring. The aura of that person was already that of an eighth-level Spirit Emperor, but there was still a trace of instability.
Qing Yunzhi stood up and shouted: "Yu Wenli, he is breaking the situation, kill him quickly."
No need for Qingyun to say much, Yu Wenli also knew that Ye Hao had broken through and was stabilizing his realm. Then he flicked his spear, like a black swimming dragon, and took Ye Hao's head straight.
Yu Wenshu stood up and scolded: "Qing Yunzhi, you broke the rules!"
Qing Yunzhi snorted coldly and did not respond.
At this time, Yu Yingluan quickly stood up from his seat, half-stepping to reveal the Ling Emperor's cultivation, and ran straight to the ring.
Just when he was about to step onto the stage, Yu Yingluan stopped abruptly and stood under the stage.
On the stage, the spear like a black swimming dragon was only a few centimeters away from Ye Hao's throat. Just as it was about to penetrate, a calloused palm grasped it forcefully.
Yu Wenli's face darkened, and he wanted to draw out his spear, but it didn't move at all.
Suddenly, Ye Hao opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were red, as if there were flames burning in them.
At the same time, the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly gathered together, and gradually turned into a cloud of white mist and suddenly penetrated into Ye Hao's body, and the ups and downs of Ye Hao's body also stabilized.
"It's done." Yu Yingluan, who was standing in the audience, turned and left.
"Huh, it's okay." Ling Junyun on the high platform let out a long breath.
"Haha." Yu Wenshu laughed loudly and said, "Qing Yunzhi, you still lost."
Qing Yunzhi's eyes were sinister, staring at Ye Hao who repeatedly ruined his good deeds on the ring.
Ye Hao looked at Yu Wenli who was about to retreat with a smile on his face and asked, "Want a gun? I'll give it to you!"
Without waiting for Yu Wenli's answer, Ye Hao directly pushed out with a palm. Yu Wenli's body retreated crazily, and he retreated dozens of meters before stopping.
Ye Hao stood up, drew his sword, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I just had an epiphany during the fierce battle with you, and with the help of some heavenly materials and earthly treasures from Yuwen Mansion, I luckily broke through to the eighth level of the Spirit Emperor, so
It took some time."
Yu Wenli shook his head and snorted coldly: "So what if the eighth level of the Spiritual Emperor? He will still die!"
Ye Hao couldn't stand it, so he stuck the Wu Dao sword on the ground and corrected him: "That's not how guns are used. Come on, I'll teach you."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Hao punched Yu Wenli in the abdomen.
Yu Wenli was in pain and exclaimed in his heart: "It's so fast, so fast, how is it possible? He is only at the eighth level of the Spirit Emperor, how is it possible?"
Ye Hao smiled indifferently, took the black spear from Yu Wenli's hand, and patted Yu Wenli directly on the shoulder.
Bang!
This time it was Ye Hao's turn to slap Yu Wenli into the pit.
Ye Hao looked at Yu Wenli who was lying at the bottom of the pit and said quietly: "When I was at the seventh level of the Spirit Emperor, I could defeat the Ling Emperor's Qing Gao Zhan by half a step. Now that I am at the eighth level of the Spirit Emperor, you and Yu Wenli can count.
What something!"
"roar!"
Yu Wenli was unwilling to give up and rushed out of the hole. Unexpectedly, as soon as his head passed the big hole, he was shot down by Ye Hao, causing the whole arena to shake.
Yuwen stood up and charged forward again.
Ye Hao held the gun and took the photo again.
After repeating this process several times, Yu Wenli, who had a bloody head and was exhausted, stopped struggling and lay quietly at the bottom of the pit. His eyes, which shed tears of blood, still looked at the blue sky with a trace of unwillingness.
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Ye Hao said calmly: "There is no deep hatred between you and me, so I won't kill you. From now on, you can take care of yourself."
After saying that, Ye Hao gently threw the black spear at the bottom of the pit.
Ye Hao drew his sword and returned it to its sheath. Just as he was about to step off the ring, Yu Wenli's unwilling and angry voice came out. (To be continued)