Destiny Martial God

Qianlong Fort, on the central square!

"Boy, you will definitely die today!"

After the battle for the Hidden Dragon List in the Five Domains ended, it was the rules that drove the perfect way of heaven to fall into a deep sleep. When all living creatures took the opportunity to achieve heaven-defying actions, relying on hundreds of years of hard work in Qianlong Castle to gather the luck of Qianlong, Zi Yi The middle-aged strong man already has the hope of impacting the mighty realm of Emperor Wu.

But the humiliation that hit Yu Haoran's soul just now made him suddenly feel that his sudden hope of becoming a Martial Emperor was cast a dark shadow, which made him roar with rage.

"Hey, just those few words that were repeated over and over again. Just because you're not annoyed by it doesn't mean I'm not annoyed by it." Seeing that Qin Lingfei's mental trauma was not serious, Yu Haoran, who was a little less angry, whispered in his ear He waved his hand and said sarcastically with a rather annoying expression.

Yu Haoran's sarcastic words and actions made countless spectators in the stands laugh. However, they were afraid of the power of the middle-aged man in purple and did not dare to laugh. They could only endure it. This also made the atmosphere at the scene suddenly weird. stand up.

"call…!"

After taking nine deep breaths, the middle-aged man in purple barely suppressed the anger that was on the verge of breaking out. Then he sat directly on the purple dragon chair and looked at Yu Haoran with a gloomy cold look.

After Qin Lingfei and Gu Li left the ring, Yu Haoran's name suddenly flew off the list, and then merged into his body, and at the same time, they also forcibly brought him to the ring.

Immediately afterwards, the name of Chang Jianzong, who had already participated in the first round of the finals, also flew off the list, and then he was integrated and forcibly brought to the ring.

"Wheel battle!" After seeing Chang Jianzong who was forcibly brought to the ring, Emperor Qin suddenly stood up, looked directly at the middle-aged strong man in purple and said through gritted teeth.

"That's right!"

Turning his head to look at Emperor Qin who stood up angrily, the middle-aged strong man in purple nodded in recognition and immediately said proudly.

"Although we seven venerables cannot personally kill this kid, I can use Qianlong's luck to change some of the rules of the game, so that he will eventually die tragically in a wheel battle among ninety-nine players."

"you…!"

Facing the shameless pride of the middle-aged strong man in purple, Emperor Qin was so angry that he was speechless.

"Father, please calm down for now!" Yu Haoran turned to Emperor Qin and comforted him.

"The clown-like methods are neither worthy of my attention nor worthy of your wrath."

After being relieved, Yu Haoran directly took out the white stick of the highest grade, and then pointed the stick at Chang Jianzong in a threatening way.

"Admit defeat or die!"

Facing the threat from Haoran Chi Guoguo, Chang Jianzong first raised his head and glanced at the middle-aged strong man in purple clothes in mid-air, and then looked at Yu Haoran who was pointing his stick at him, and gave a very depressed smile.

Then, he took out an ordinary holy realm middle-grade sword, and with a tragic look in his eyes, he raised his hands and begged.

"Senior Brother Yu, I can't help myself, so please show mercy!"

“There is a road to heaven if you don’t take it, but there is no door to hell but you can come to it on your own!”

Seeing that Chang Jianzong did not accept the painful lesson of the first game and was still lucky enough to think that he did not dare to kill, Yu Haoran replied with an unusually cold expression.

"Chang Jianzong, since you chose this road to hell, don't blame me, Yu Haoran, for being ruthless."

The white stick in his hand combined with the physical strength of the ancestral witch, he used a simple move to crush Chang Jianzong into a pile of flesh.

Yu Haoran mercilessly killed Chang Jianzong directly. Not only did everyone at the scene not be shocked or disgusted at all, but they also recognized and appreciated his approach.

After all, the best way to deal with wheel battles is to frighten some lucky opponents through ruthless bombardment and let them take the initiative to admit defeat after taking the stage in order to maintain their peak condition.

Therefore, even among Chang Jianzong's relatives and friends, in addition to feeling extremely sad when facing his death, the target of hatred in their hearts was not Yu Haoran.

But the middle-aged strong man in purple clothes sitting on the purple dragon chair.

As Yu Haoran withdrew the white stick, Chang Jianzong's name carried a ninety-eight-meter-long colorful dragon, and a one-meter-long colorful dragon flew out of the mud.

After Yu Haoran's one-meter colorful dragon successfully swallowed the opponent's one-meter colorful dragon, Chang Jianzong's name and the colorful dragon disappeared from the list.

Immediately afterwards, the name ranked 99th on the list left the list, merged and forcibly brought Wang Qing to the ring.

"Either surrender or die!" Yu Haoran also pointed at Wang Qing with his stick and threatened.

Looking back and forth between the middle-aged man in purple and Yu Haoran, Wang Qing's eyes showed deep helplessness and a trace of nameless anger.

The targets of the nameless anger ranged from the aloof middle-aged strong man in purple to the ruthless Yu Haoran.

If it weren't for the tacit consent of the middle-aged strong man in purple and others, how could Gu Li dare to harass Qin Lingfei blatantly, and how could Gu Sheng bully Yu Haoran arbitrarily and unreasonably.

If it weren't for Yu Haoran's lawless character, the middle-aged strong man in purple would not forcefully change the rules of the finals and put himself in a dilemma.

However, when he saw a pile of meat paste at his feet from the corner of his vision, his helplessness and nameless anger were immediately replaced by fear. He quickly raised his hands and said to the list above his head.

"I give up!"

"snort!"

Staring at Wang Qing with displeasure, the middle-aged man in purple couldn't help but snorted coldly.

But no matter how angry the purple-clothed middle-aged strong man was, as Wang Qing took the initiative to admit defeat, his name and a one-meter seven-color dragon left his body.

After the one-meter seven-color dragon was swallowed by Yu Haoran's one-meter seven-color dragon, Wang Qing's name was integrated into the list again.

After bowing to Yu Haoran, Wang Qing turned around and left the ring. After returning to the central square, he kept paying attention to the purple-clothed middle-aged strong man with trepidation, not knowing when his punishment would come.

However, when the 98th, 97th and 96th ranked players also came on stage to admit defeat, and the purple-clothed middle-aged strong man did not make any retaliatory moves, Wang Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The death of Chang Jianzong and the safety of Wang Qing and other players pointed out the best way for the following contestants.

From the 95th ranked player on the list to the 61st ranked player, all of them admitted defeat the moment they stepped onto the ring.

This allowed Yu Haoran to maintain his peak state, and the length of the seven-color dragon in his body also reached 139 meters.

Normally, there are 40 contestants ranked from 61st to 100th, and the length of the seven-colored dragon they devoured should reach 40 meters.

But Wu Zhengjun directly killed Ma Baohua, who ranked 74th, in the first round, resulting in only 38 contestants admitting defeat.