Destiny Martial God

Hidden Dragon Castle, on the arena!

After the boxing skills and the sharp swordsmanship canceled each other out, Yu Haoran knew that he could not continue to use the boxing skills inherited by the ancestral witch one move after another. Otherwise, he would have been defeated by Bai Qixu due to the disappearance and emergence of seven emotions. Shadow brought under the sword technique of the law.

Now that he had made a decision in his heart, Yu Haoran directly omitted the fourth, fifth and sixth moves of the Ancestral Witch Boxing Technique, and directly used the most powerful seventh move.

"The ancestral spirit reappears!"

Along with Yu Haoran's violent shouts, the inherited boxing skills wielded by part of the ancestral witch bloodline quickly condensed into a middle-aged man with a tall and strong body, sharp face, and a vast ancient aura.

"ah!"

The burly middle-aged man formed by the condensed fist skills looked up to the sky and roared, then waved his huge fist and rushed directly towards Bai Qi Xuying.

"Shasi!"

"Shabei!"

"Kill terror!"

"Kill!"

Seeing the burly middle-aged man rushing towards him quickly, Bai Qixuying couldn't help but change his expression. While shouting in a low voice, he accelerated and roared, and at the same time, he waved four sword auras exuding a sharp aura with his hands.

Unfortunately, just when the power of the four sharp sword qi had just begun to affect the emotions of everyone present, the burly middle-aged man who was approaching not only directly knocked away the four sharp sword qi with his fists, but also with a strong body It even knocked Bai Qi Xuying back several steps.

Seeing the phantom of his ancestor, Bai Dongsheng was gradually at a disadvantage under the fierce attack of the burly middle-aged man. Bai Dongsheng, who mobilized his elemental power, soul power and law power to integrate into his natal sword, immediately used a move to kill the god Bai Qi, the original peak of the heaven level. Swordsmanship.

"kill!"

The moment Bai Dongsheng had just mobilized his Yuan Power and Soul Power, Yu Haoran could clearly feel the fluctuations in the aura of power. After his mind gave the order to condense the boxing technique to the burly middle-aged man, he directly used the boxing technique inherited from the ancestral witch. Fight against Bai Dongsheng's peak heaven-level swordsmanship.

"Punch down the earth!"

Bai Dongsheng used a sword technique that incorporated all of his elemental power and soul power, as well as the power of the dual law of killing. The power reached the peak of the first-level martial master, slightly better than the boxing technique used by Haoran.

However, there was a huge gap between the holy-level natal magic weapon and the supreme-level glove magic weapon. Bai Dongsheng suffered severe damage in an instant, and at the same time, the blade of the natal sword also showed some damage.

At the same time, Bai Qi's shadow was unable to withstand the powerful physical attack of the burly middle-aged man, and was eventually blasted away.

After severely injuring Bai Dongsheng with one move, Yu Haoran did not pursue the victory and kill him. After waving his hand to disperse the burly middle-aged man who was concentrated in boxing skills, he slowly landed on the ring, and then said indifferently.

"You have lost, you can admit defeat!"

"You won't kill me!" He originally planned to use up all his strength and lifespan to have a final vigorous bloom in his life, but following Yu Haoran's proactive reminder, Bai Dongsheng suddenly asked in confusion.

After all, the flesh and blood of Zheng Zhongning, Miao Zehe and others, as well as the arena dyed red with blood mist, are still vivid in their minds.

"That's right, I won't kill you!" Yu Haoran nodded and responded.

"Why?" Bai Dongsheng asked more doubtfully.

"In order for Senior Bai Qi's bloodline to continue, and also so that you, the younger generation, can reproduce the glory of your ancestors!"

Looking up at the position where Bai Qi's shadow was blown away just now, Yu Haoran's eyes showed a trace of sadness and expectation.

Although in order to protect hundreds of millions of people in the Ancient Continent, Bai Qi chose to die together with the demonic giant Yinhun Old Man who destroyed the Martial God Dao Foundation. However, under the control of some people with ulterior motives, the world only remembers him for killing tens of millions of lives in one night. He did evil deeds, but forgot the selfless contributions he had made, which led to Bai Qi's descendants being hunted all the time.

Even after experiencing the destruction in recent times, the world has still not forgotten the killings Bai Qi once committed. This has resulted in Bai Qi's descendants becoming fewer and fewer. Otherwise, after nearly a hundred years of experience in his previous life, it is impossible for him not to meet a person. Descendants of Bai Qi.

"Senior Brother Yu, thank you!"

Can feel Yu Haoran's anger at the injustice suffered by his ancestors, as well as his care and expectations for himself as a descendant of his ancestors. After Bai Dongsheng put away his natal sword and the supreme sword, he cupped his fists and said thanks, then raised his head and looked into the air. The list in the list admitted defeat.

"I give up!"

After the colorful little dragon completed the devouring process, Bai Dongsheng nodded gratefully to Yu Haoran, and then flew away from the ring, Yu Haoran's instructions using his spiritual mind came to his ears.

"careful!"

Returning to where he was with endless gratitude in his heart, Bai Dongsheng immediately began to use the murderous aura condensed in his body to repair his natal sword.

After Bai Dongsheng left the ring, Yu Haoran took a deep breath and cast his murderous gaze directly at Gu Sheng, who was still adjusting his breath with his eyes closed at the edge of the ring.

"Yu Haoran, if you are still a man, you'd better not take the initiative to admit defeat." Gu Sheng, who was forcibly brought to the ring, slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yu Haoran, and said excitedly with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"How could I admit defeat before I kill you!" Yu Haoran shot back with a sinister sneer.

"That's good!" Facing Haoran's reply, Gu Sheng nodded indifferently.

Then, he turned his head and looked at the players under the ring who had voluntarily surrendered, then looked at the blood mud and blood platform on the ring, and finally looked at Yu Haoran and said.

"Yu Haoran, the easy victory in the previous ninety-eight rounds has given you a sense of arrogance and superiority that I dominate."

"Gu Sheng, I think the evaluation of being arrogant and self-centered seems to suit you better!"

Gu Sheng's seemingly casual chat was actually a conspiracy to attack the heart. Although Yu Haoran disdained to use this conspiracy when he had the absolute strength to kill the opponent, he also wanted to take a closer look at the methods of the core children of the Gu family.

After all, Gu Sheng was only one of the core disciples of the Gu family, not the most talented and powerful inheritance disciple. He needed to understand Gu Sheng's methods to infer the mentality of the Gu family inheritance disciples.

"Yu Haoran, do you know what the Tianxuan Continent pays most attention to?" Yu Haoran used his attack to counterattack just now, and did not cause Gu Sheng to have any emotional fluctuations. He still asked indifferently.

"Gu Sheng, do you want to talk about the inheritance of bloodline!" After hearing Gu Sheng's question, Yu Haoran turned his head and glanced at Qianyuan Jin, and replied with a tone full of disdain.

"That's right!"

He suddenly opened his eyes wide and took a step forward. A fierce breath rose from Gu Sheng, and he said with a hint of arrogance.

"Only the inheritor of the ancestral bloodline can understand the mystery of life and death and advance to the realm of immortal martial gods."

"Wrong!"

Taking a step forward, Yu Haoran responded even more arrogantly.

"Only ordinary bloodlines have the possibility of unlimited advancement, and only warriors with ordinary bloodlines have the hope of climbing to the peak of martial arts."