Qin Hao had no expression on his face, his eyes were full of coldness. He stepped on Song Mangong's body, looked around, and his sleeves moved with the wind.

Song Mangong was defeated!

He was defeated again and again by this young man who was like a god and demon.

Nangong Meng sat in the same place, as if she was stunned. She knew that Song Mangong had really lost this time. She felt that the life energy belonging to Song Mangong was dissipating with the wind. She looked closely and saw the outlined wound in Song Mangong's chest and abdomen, especially the wound like a sharp martial arts claw penetrated deep into the bone marrow, which made Song Mangong completely lose his combat power.

Nangong Meng's eyes were complicated. Before the war started, she said it was so convincing that Song Mangong was undefeated in the world, but in a blink of an eye, she was stepped on by Qin Hao, and her invincible image of her infatuated figure was torn to pieces by this man.

"So he is better than us." Nangong Meng smiled bitterly. She always thought that the ancient martial arts family was superior, but now Song Mangong was defeated. Thinking of her pride, it is not worth mentioning now.

At least in front of that man, she had no capital for arrogantness.

Nangong Yizhu's mind was also messy. She was like Song Mangong, a pride of the ancient martial arts family. She was born with countless resources and a high status. In essence, she looked down on grassroots like Qin Hao like her, just like Song Mangong.

In her opinion, no matter how high these birds climb, they are nothing but lost. How could they win themselves?

But Qin Hao's rise again and again made her unable to help but change her mind.

now.

The pride of the ancient martial arts family was trampled on the soles of their feet and dying. How could these people be qualified to underestimate this young man who got up step by step?

"Okay! Beautiful job!" Zhao Mochen couldn't help but shout.

Zhao Mochen stood in the stands excitedly, swaying his hands. Under his command, the cheerleaders burst into applause.

Qian Yilan Liuxu looked at each other and smiled. The boy had never let them down.

Ouyang Ning'er couldn't help laughing, charming and shouting.

Everyone in the South China Military Region waved their arms one after another, saying that was their Qin Hao Demon King.

Today, they are the absolute kings on the stage.

Glory is added.

Many forces were stunned. Whether they admitted it or not, they all knew clearly that the era that belonged to Qin Hao had begun...

On the platform.

Mu Shaoyun laughed happily, his face full of wrinkles exuded the greatest relief, and he kept saying a few good words. He seemed to recall the days of his youth and also seemed to see the brightest new star rising in China.

Si Huaqing was also surprised by the result and finally sighed: "Youth is expected."

Si Ningtong pouted and turned her head, but her eyes still fell on the boy, and her heart was a little throbbing, not because of Qin Hao's victory, but the spirit of the guy.

The applause lasted for a long time, which was the honor of Qin Hao.

At this moment, he is the well-deserved protagonist.

Bai Jingwei held the railing in both hands, his eyes never left Qin Hao. What happened in the last moment in the clouds and mist?

For some reason, Qin Hao was giving him unprecedented pressure at this moment, and even felt a kind of... fear.

He turned his head and met the eyes of the Death leader of the Death intermediary, and saw each other's confusion and shock... and murderous intent.

Lu Yan looked at the broken martial arts field in disbelief, and looked at the man who exuded a creeping atmosphere at this moment. At this moment, all doubts and dissatisfaction disappeared. A guy who could defeat the legendary Song Mangong, Lu Yan recognized the other party from the bottom of his heart.

He looked at Liu Rushi, and the corners of the girl's mouth raised upwards, looking proud and cute.

Liu Rushi raised her head slightly, and her heart was jumping. She saw that Qin Hao promised that her country would be prosperous and the galaxy would be brilliant.

She turned her head and looked at Liu Zongyuan. The meaning was clearer: Look at how powerful my brother Qin Hao is.

Liu Zongyuan didn't expect that the boy would actually defeat Song Mangong. Just as he was thinking about the follow-up, a murderous intent disturbed his thoughts.

Qin Hao stretched out his index finger and pointed at Song Mangong's heart: "Die!"

"stop!"

A terrifying aura suddenly appeared, and he crossed directly regardless of the taboos in the martial arts field and roared: "Qin Hao, you dare to kill Song Mangong, I will destroy your whole family!"

Qin Hao turned his head and looked at the other party. This was a middle-aged man who was not angry and powerful. He was so majestic that he looked a bit like Song Mangong. He scolded: "This is a martial arts show. There were regulations before the competition. Whether life or death is concerned, are you threatening me?"

Qin Hao's voice was very cold, even with murderous intent.

The person who came was Song Mangong's biological father, Song Zhongmou.

He stared at Qin Hao, looking at Song Mangong who was still trampling on his feet and moaning in pain, without any concealing his murderous intent: "Forgive others if you want to forgive me, may you really want to stay with my Song family?"

"What a blessing, let me forgive me. I dare to ask, who will spare me?" Qin Hao's eyes gradually became cold, and he crushed Song Mangong with force under his feet and said coldly: "If it were me who was lying on the ground today, would you let me go? Since you have been on the martial arts stage, since you want to kill me, Qin Hao, you have to be prepared to be killed."

Qin Hao showed no mercy and turned into a sword with his fingers. A cold and harsh sword energy condensed at his fingertips.

"You dare!"

Song Zhongmou was shocked and angry. He was the head of the Song family of the ancient martial arts family. He could stir up the storm of the world with just one word. No one in the world dared to ignore him like this.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Qin Hao's face did not change.

"Looking for death!" Song Zhongmou slapped out with his palm, and the air around him was like a sharp sword, and they rushed towards Qin Hao.

Everything happened too quickly, all in the flash.

Mu Shaoyun was frightened and angry. He knew that Song Zhongmou's power was definitely not something Qin Hao could resist at this time. Without any hesitation, he jumped down to block this sharp palm.

"Old dog!" Qin Hao's face turned cold.

The martial arts stage has its own rules for the martial arts stage, and Song Zhongmou dared to blatantly kill him!

snort!

Flames erupted from Qin Hao's eyes, accompanied by the sword energy at his fingertips shot towards the center of Song Mangong's heart at an extremely fast speed.

Huhuhuhuhuhu.

The Dragon Field resisted Song Zhongmou's palm.

Bang bang bang bang.

The domain actually appeared under this palm, and then it collapsed.

With a loud bang, Qin Haoru was struck by lightning and flew out.

puff.

Qin Hao spit out a mouthful of blood and looked at Song Zhongmou with a sneer.

Qin Hao's condensed sword energy penetrated Song Mangong's heart, and then the flames burned Song Mangong to ashes.

Song Mangong, who once dominated the world alone, died!

Song Zhongmou's eyes were about to break. He was his most proud descendant, the successor who would inherit his legacy in the future. He looked at Qin Hao angrily: "Do my son with him!"
Chapter completed!