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Chapter 566: Can't I Lose?

boom!

Crack Crack Crack.

The turtle shell shattered and was broken by Qin Hao with a punch.

Bang!

Holy Seicheng Uehara spewed out a mouthful of blood and dyed the eight-foot sword red. At this time, he no longer cared about his style and ran away. He had just taken over the body and was reborn, how could he die here!

Absolutely not.

"Qin Hao, I have written down this hatred and hatred. I will return it ten times the day I will come back!" Holy Cheng Uehara showed a vicious cold light, and made a quick decision, his hands constantly changing. A complex teleportation array was quietly formed and wanted to escape.

"I said you can't leave!"

"I'm leaving, no one can stop me yet!"

The formation is made.

A mysterious force actually wanted to directly lead the Holy Cheng of Uehara.

Huhuhuhuhuhu.

Holy Cheng Uehara was panting. This teleportation array almost consumed his last energy. He looked at the white space in front of him, and the anger in his heart kept growing: "Qin Hao! Another day... I want you to break into pieces, and I will destroy everything that is related to you one by one!"

"I'm afraid you don't have this opportunity."

Suddenly, a sound like judgment sounded, and Holy Cheng Uehara was shocked, his eyes were filled with fear until Qin Hao, who was wearing a black robe, stood in front of him and looked down at him.

"You..." Holy Cheng Uehara retreated as if he had seen a devil, pointing at Qin Hao and said in panic: "Impossible! Why are you here! Where is this?"

"It's so stupid. I said you can't escape, where can you go!"

Holy Cheng Uehara raised his head blankly and found that the Tokyo Tower was still radiating colorful light under the layers of clouds.

He was not teleported!

But how is this possible?

unless……

Holy Sencheng Uehara swallowed: "You really control the power of space... No, there is another kind of power... What is this... Who are you? Even in the prosperous martial arts era back then, no one could do this."

"Die!" Qin Hao felt that his power was declining, and even felt dizzy in his mind, knowing that this dragon-turning form could no longer last.

This battle must end.

Qin Hao stretched out his arm.

The sword of divine punishment appeared in mid-air wrapped in a fire.

"No... Qin Hao, you can't kill me! Otherwise, the Great God Palace wouldn't let you go..."

"Who will let go of who in this world!"

Qin Hao was unmoved and waved his hand.

The sword of divine punishment penetrated the heart of Holy Cheng Uehara, and the dragon flame burned between his lungs and shattered all his vitality.

………………………………………

Tokyo Tower.

Everyone could only see the clouds surging in the air, the cyclones continued to rise, and there was thunder surging and unpredictable power confronting each other, but no one could see through everything.

"Hehe, I think Qin Hao is probably dead, right? This is the end of offending my Great God Palace!"

"Despicable!" Everyone in China was frightened, looking into the air, only looking forward to a miracle.

"So what about despicable, history will only remember the winner!"

In the Great God Palace, Akihiro Uehara and the other three frowned.

It was as expected that Holy Cheng of Uehara was taken over. They even trained Holy Cheng of Uehara from the beginning to use it as a cauldron. It was no pity to die. The person who took over the body was the famous Su Lao in the Great God Palace. He knew countless secrets and even held the secret of eternal life. Once he was reborn, he could at least maintain the glory of the Great God Palace for a hundred years.

"The lights are out..." A trace of cold sweat slid down Shangyuan Qiushui's forehead.

Longma was shocked and suspicious: "The lamp went out if a person died... This lamp lasted for a hundred years..."

"Can't it..."

A logically impossible result emerged from the minds of the three great gods. They all looked deep into the clouds, trying to determine what was going on there.

Huh huh huh huh huh.

The clouds finally dissipated gradually.

Present everything before everyone's eyes again.

The top floor of the Tokyo Tower was shining with lights. A young man in a black robe stood with his hands behind his back, his face pale, but that demeanor and eyes seemed to look down on the world, while under his feet was a miserable corpse, which was exactly the Shengzen Uehara.

Silence, dead silence.

It was not until a long time later that a person asked tremblingly: "Who won?"

Who's winning.

This goes without saying.

But what's going on?

Just now, Shengcheng of Shangyuan was still carrying the supreme power and forced Qin Hao into a desperate situation. Seeing that Qin Hao was about to be destroyed, but in the blink of an eye, things turned around?

Qin Hao won?

Our general won.

The sound of thunder and thunder sounded.

"Qin Hao! I love you! I'm so handsome, so cool!" Someone burst into tears. He thought Qin Hao would die in a conspiracy, but this young man created a miracle again!

The Japanese people were silent, as if they were slapped hard in the face.

On the platform.

Shen Congwu, the representative of the Chinese military, was extremely excited. He wanted to stop this conspiracy battle just now, but he was stopped by an order from China. The soldiers took obeying military orders as their duty, and he could only watch Qin Hao fight alone...

Until now, he knew that this young man had accomplished another feat, not only defeated the swordsman Shengcheng, once a thousand years, but also fought against the remnant soul of the powerful god in the Great God Palace of the Japanese Kingdom, shattering all the plans of the Japanese Kingdom.

"Okay!" Shen Congwu couldn't help shouting loudly, and the anger that was held in his heart was finally released.

But the representative of the Japanese country's face was as deep as water, and his eyes were like poisonous snakes.

"We must not let Qin Hao leave alive. When this martial arts world is coming, we must not let such a demon continue to grow. Otherwise, in the future... I have a premonition that the Japanese Congress may be suppressed by this person!"

"This son will die. Even if he is notorious, he cannot be allowed to leave."

"That's right, if this son doesn't die, my great god palace will never have peace!"

"Do it!"

The three masters of the Great God Palace looked at each other and had already made a decision.

Qin Hao was exhausted and wanted to sleep heavily at this moment. It would be even better if he could hold the beauty and fall asleep. Qin Hao kicked away the body of Shangyuan Shengcheng and prepared to receive the celebration and praise of the tsunami of the mountains and rivers. But in an instant, the crisis of life and death suddenly arose.

Saw!

Three forces came, and each attack hit Qin Hao's vital point.

boom!

The murderous intent of Tokyo Tower reappears.

Qin Hao's dragon shadow flashed, but he was still hit. Blood flowed down his arm. Qin Hao stared coldly at the three unfathomable men in front of him and asked, "Can't you afford to lose?"

The three highest combat forces of Uehara Qiushui, Ryuma, Takumiya Kitaku and the Grand Shrine surrounded Qin Hao.
Chapter completed!
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