Destined Martial God Chapter 1411: Continuation and glory (four more)

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Qianlong Fort, on the ring!

After the fist and the fierce swordsmanship cancel each other out, Yu Haoran knew that he could not continue to use the ancestral witch's fist technique one by one. Otherwise, he would have been defeated by the disappearance and emergence of the seven emotions. Bai Qi Xuying brought into the law of swordsmanship.

Now that he had a decision in his heart, Yu Haoran directly omitted the fourth, fifth, and sixth strokes of Zu Wuquan, and directly used the seventh most powerful stroke.

"Ancestral spirit reappears!"

Along with Yu Haoran's violent shouts, the inherited fist technique swung by a part of the ancestral witch's blood was overdrawn and quickly condensed into a burly and robust middle-aged man with a sharp, angular face, exuding a breath of ancient vigor.

"Ah!"

The burly middle-aged man condensed by his fists roared to the sky, and then rushed towards the white shadow with his huge fists.

"Kill thinking!"

"Kill Sadness!"

"Kill the fear!"

"Surprised!"

Looking at the burly middle-aged man who rushed quickly, Bai Qi Xuying couldn't help his face change. While whispering and speeding up his roar, his hands waved four sharp sword auras in succession.

Unfortunately, just when the power of the four sharp sword auras had just begun to affect the mood of everyone on the scene, the burly middle-aged man who bullied him approached, not only punched the four sharp sword auras directly, but also The formidable body directly knocked the white shadow back a few steps.

Seeing the phantom of the ancestors, he was gradually at a disadvantage under the fierce attack of the burly middle-aged man. Bai Dongsheng who mobilized the power of vitality, soul and law into his life sword, immediately used a trick to kill the **** Bai Qi’s original creation Heavenly Peak Sword Technique.

"Kill!"

At the moment when Bai Dongsheng just mobilized his elemental power and soul power, Yu Haoran clearly felt the fluctuations of the power aura. After giving the fist technique to condense the burly middle-aged man, he directly used the ancestral witch inheritance. The boxing technique of Bai Dongsheng meets the peak sword technique of the heavenly rank.

"Fist Town Earth!"

Bai Dongsheng used the sword technique that incorporates all his elemental power and soul power, as well as the power of the dual law of killing. The power reached the peak of the top martial arts, slightly better than the boxing technique used by Haoran.

However, the huge gap between the holy realm's best natal magic weapon and the exalted gloved magic weapon caused Bai Dongsheng to be hit hard in an instant, while the sword body of the natal sword also showed some damage.

At the same time, Bai Qi Xuying was unable to withstand the powerful physical attack of the burly middle-aged man, and was finally blown away abruptly.

After a heavy blow to Bai Dongsheng, Yu Haoran did not take advantage of the victory to kill him. After waved away the burly middle-aged man who had gathered his fist, he slowly landed on the ring, and then said indifferently.

"You have lost, you can admit defeat!"

"You won't kill me!" I originally planned to overdraw all my strength and lifespan and have a vigorous bloom at the end of my life, but with Yu Haoran's active reminder, Bai Dongsheng suddenly asked inexplicably.

After all, the flesh and blood of Zheng Zhongning, Miao Zehe and others, as well as the red-stained ring of blood fog, are vivid.

"Yes, I won't kill you!" Nodded, Yu Haoran responded.

"Why?" Bai Dongsheng asked more suspiciously.

"For the continuation of the blood of the predecessors Bai Qi, but also for you younger generations to reproduce the glory of your ancestors!"

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

Although Bai Qi, in order to protect the hundreds of millions of people in the ancient continent, self-destructed Martial God Daoji chose to die with the old man of the evil spirit, but under the manipulation of some people with ulterior motives, the world only remembers that he killed a thousand people overnight. The evil things of Wanshengling have forgotten the selfless contributions he once made, which has caused the descendants of Baiqi to be hunted down all the time.

Even through the destruction of the ancient times, the people of the world still have not forgotten the killing that Bai Qi once did. This has resulted in fewer and fewer descendants of Bai Qi. Otherwise, he would not have encountered nearly a hundred years of experience in the previous life. Less than a white descendant.

"Brother Yu, thank you!"

Being able to feel Yu Haoran’s anger at the injustice suffered by his ancestors, as well as the care and expectation of himself as an ancestor and descendant, Bai Dongsheng put away his natal sword and the supreme sword weapon, clasped his fist and said thanks, raised his head. Facing the list in midair, admit defeat.

"I admit defeat!"

Waiting for the colorful dragon to complete the process of swallowing, Bai Dongsheng nodded to Yu Haoran with gratitude, and then as he flew out of the ring, he heard the instructions from Yu Haoran using his spiritual thoughts.

"Be careful!"

With endless gratitude, Bai Dongsheng immediately began to use the murderous aura condensed in his body to repair his life sword.

After Bai Dongsheng left the ring, Yu Haoran took a deep breath, and cast his murderous eyes directly on the edge of the ring, still closing his eyes and adjusting his breath.

"Yu Haoran, if you are still a man, it's best not to take the initiative to admit defeat." Gu Sheng, who was forcibly taken to the ring, slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yu Haoran, his mouth turned slightly upward. Excited.

"I haven't killed you yet, how could I admit defeat!" Yu Haoran sneered back and shot back.

"That's good!" Faced with Hao Ran's counterattack, Gu Sheng nodded indifferently.

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

"Yu Haoran, the easy victory of the first ninety-eight rounds, does it give you a sense of arrogance and dominance for me?"

"Gu Sheng, if you want to be arrogant and dominate for me, it seems more suitable for you!"

Gu Sheng’s seemingly small talk is actually a heart-breaking conspiracy. With the absolute strength to kill the opponent, Yu Haoran does not bother to use this conspiracy, but also wants to take a closer look at the core of the Gu family The means of children.

After all, Gu Sheng is only one of the core disciples of the Gu family, not the most talented and strongest disciple of the inheritance. He needs to understand the means of Gu Sheng to guess the disposition of the disciples of the ancient family.

"Yu Haoran, do you know what the Profound Sky Continent pays most attention to?" Yu Haoran used his own attack to counterattack just now, and Gu Sheng didn't cause any mood swings at all. He still asked indifferently.

"Gu Sheng, do you want to talk about the inheritance of blood!" After hearing Gu Sheng's question, Yu Haoran turned to look at Qian Yuanjin, and replied with a hint of disdain.

"Yes!"

Suddenly opened his eyes and took a step forward, a fierce aura rose from Gu Shengshen, and he said with a hint of arrogance.

"Only those who have the blood of ancestors can break the mystery of life and death and advance to the realm of immortality."

"Wrong!"

Same step forward suddenly, Yu Haoran shot back even more arrogantly.

"Only ordinary bloodlines have unlimited promotion possibilities, and only ordinary bloodline warriors have the hope of climbing the peak of martial arts."