Qin Hao once again proved his strength with the enemy's blood, and at this time the remaining thirty people also decreased one by one again. Bright red blood could be seen everywhere, and the disgusting smell of blood was even more puffed. The tsunami on the audience stage proved everything. This kind of killing madness was extremely exciting, a feast of killing.

Everyone has blood in their eyes.

Everyone on the free fighting arena has almost become a bloody person, and some people have even forgotten their position. Under the cruel killing, they can only kill and kill.

In the end, there were less than twenty people left in the field.

The last sixteen people are about to be born.

There were two people who were already at the end of their power, but they still did not surrender and admit defeat. They were unwilling to be defeated like this, but waiting for them was undoubtedly cut off by stronger people.

Qin Hao's Dragon Eye swept through everyone in the scene one by one, and the rest were also scanning others.

Some people are terriblely powerful.

Qin Hao was still paying attention to the most. He was probably the relaxing person on the field. His purple robe was still meticulous and extremely clean, without a trace of wounds on his body, and his eyes always showed a kind of indifference, of course this was also a kind of power.

As if he felt Qin Hao's gaze, the man in purple robe looked at Qin Hao with a casual look and hooked his hand, as if he was provocative.

Qin Hao did not hesitate, and his five fingers condensed his fist and the Jinglong Fist suddenly swung it away.

Qin Hao's fist was wrapped in flames and carried with infinite momentum. Even the strong man with great perfection in the divine position must be serious.

But the purple robe still didn't care. She turned sideways alone, and an invisible aura rolled up on her body, guiding the infinite power of the Dragon Fist to dissipate naturally when it touched a foot of land.

Huhuhuhuhuhu.

Qin Hao took a few steps back, his eyebrows were locked, and the flames in his eyes were beating even more violently.

This is not fear, but excitement when encountering an opponent.

Dragon clan.

Being war is nature.

Qin Hao kept mobilizing the power of the original source. While breaking the mirror these days, his most focused on developing his magical power Emperor Fist and exerting the strongest combat power of this punch. He wanted this man in purple robe to try the power of the Emperor Fist.

Qin Hao took a step forward with his right foot.

Rubber circling around Qin Hao.

The phantoms of the dragon and Shura appeared at the same time, and an extremely powerful aura suddenly arose.

This scene finally moved the man in purple robe. He looked at Qin Hao curiously and said lightly: "His magic is interesting, but it's just relying on the inheritance of the dragon clan. He can't get out of the rules and regulations of the dragon clan. Want to attack me? I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications yet. If you don't want to die, I'd advise you to stop."

Qin Hao naturally would not give up, on the contrary, his original power and the power of the world were mobilized to the extreme.

This momentum shocked everyone present.

Just as Qin Hao was about to take action, the referee's whistle of the battle sounded.

The final sixteen has been released!

Three hundred and sixty people, after no rules, finally the last sixteen left.

On the audience stage, the roar became more and more intense.

This battle was refreshing enough, bloody enough, and violent enough to satisfy everyone's almost perverted hearts.

Hu Caier's heart was finally temporarily relieved.

Bai Muyang clenched his fists and shouted happily!

Ling Ying and Ling Mei are extremely gloomy.

The eyes of the great Lord Ling Tian were surging with murderous intent. The two kings became more and more interested in looking at the sixteen remaining people on the free fighting stage. The eyes of the ancient divine court were deep, and they didn't know what they were thinking...

In short, the first battle of free fighting, the battle of disorder has come to an end.

The sixteen will fight each other three days later, decide the quarterfinals and quarterfinals, and then take over the finals of the second half, until someone wins the crown in the end.

Qin Hao's eyes remained on the man in the purple robe until the man in the purple robe flashed and was the first to leave the free fighting arena.

Soon, everyone left one by one.

What did not leave was the corpse on the ring.

This battle is tragic.

Even the strong man in the divine position has no safety at all.

After statistics, Qin Hao killed a total of 68 people, ranking first in the murder list!

Qin Hao's name of killing stars became famous in the world again.

Qin Hao looked at the blood that was enough to gather into a river, shook his head, and the dragon shadow flashed and returned to Hu Caier and Zhiyi.

Hu Caier had already prepared new clothes and changed them to Qin Hao.

"Young Master, you are so awesome." Hu Caier stood on tiptoe and kissed Qin Hao directly on the cheek.

Qin Hao was stunned, looking at Hu Caier, who was shaking his tail and was extremely charming, his face turned red.

"Young Master, do you need to warm the bed for you at night?" Hu Caier's eyebrows and eyes made Qin Hao quickly turn around and dare not look at this monster again, otherwise he would be afraid that he would not be able to grasp his concentration.

"Qin Hao, this time you're lucky, but you won't be so lucky next time." Ling Ying and Ling Mei looked at Qin Hao coldly, no longer need to hide their murderous intent.

"Lucky is also a kind of strength, right? If Mr. Ling comes on the stage, I'm afraid he won't have this luck. Look at those guys with corpses, it's Mr. Ling's fate." Qin Hao said lightly: "Remember to prepare a plane to deliver it to me. Maybe I can be lucky all the time."

Qin Hao led Hu Caier and Zhiyi away from this bloody battlefield.

"You are starving to death." Qin Hao stretched.

Just as Qin Hao was halfway through, he saw the old man from the ancient times and the orphan of the Xuanshuang dragon behind him.

"Give up, it's enough to get to this point. Each of the fifteen remaining people is not something you can deal with. If you want the inheritance of the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon to continue, you should know how to advance and retreat." Xuan Shuang looked at Qin Hao, with coldness on her body, and snowflakes flying around her. She looked at Qin Hao: "If you die in the Dragon Clan, I'm afraid there is no possibility of revival."

"Are you finished speaking?" Qin Hao said lightly.

Xuan Shuang frowned.

"I won't quit. Before the end, who knows the final outcome?" Qin Hao pulled the corner of his mouth: "The highest quality of the Dragon Clan is fighting. This is the belief of the Dragon Clan, just like the previous man in purple robe. I don't know who he was, but I understand that he is very strong, even to an incredible level, but I still took action. If I don't even have the courage to take action, then I will never stand at the top of the world."

"Even if I die for this, I have no regrets."

"Let's go." Qin Hao wiped Xuan Shuang's shoulders past.

After leaving the fighting arena, Qin Hao took a deep breath of fresh air, glanced at the clear sky, and clenched his fists.

He has already walked this road here, and there is absolutely no saying that he will retreat!

What's more, Qin Hao understood that he was better than everyone thought.
Chapter completed!