The domineering master of the beautiful president

Chapter 1132

Murong Jing fell under the battle stage, with horrified eyes, hair hanging loose, and tattered clothes on his body, like a bereaved dog. Now he has a complicated expression, he didn't expect it, he lost, really lost.

"Ye! I will definitely avenge this revenge!" Murong Jing gritted his teeth and said angrily.

At this time, Fengyun Square was very lively, but Murong Jing lost his glory, and now this glory has been taken away by Ye Hao.

"Ye Hao won! Hahaha!" Ram Ke shouted excitedly.

Everyone was filled with joy, but Xuanyuan Cheng had a calm face. He stood up and said suddenly, "Ye Hao has won this round! The Great Court Meeting is not over yet! Is there anyone up to challenge?"

Just after Xuanyuan Cheng’s words were over, Fengyun Square suddenly fell silent, and everyone was watching to see if anyone would go up to challenge. If no one challenged, then Ye Hao won this competition, which means that he is the champion of the Dachaohui up.

At this moment, many people already thought that Ye Hao was the champion, after all he defeated Murong Jing.

But Ye Hao knew that his war was not over yet, because he still had an enemy, and that was Nangong Jin.

At this moment, his eyes met Nangong Jin's. With a smile on the corner of Nangong Jin's mouth, he jumped up, his robe waved, and his figure had already arrived on the battle platform.

At this moment, Nangong Jin waited for a long time. Murong Jing consumed most of Ye Hao's spiritual power. Even though Ye Hao is in the early stage of alchemy, Nangong Jin is very confident in defeating Ye Hao. Above the early stage of alchemy.

"Ok?"

"Who is that?"

"Yes! Someone really challenged the kid named Ye!"

"It seems to be Murong Jing's friend!"

When Nangong Jin jumped onto the stage, everyone's eyes were fixed on the stage.

When Gongyangke saw Nangong Jin's appearance, he snorted coldly. He had already guessed that the grievances between Nangong Jin and Ye Hao were nothing new when they were in the demon world.

Knowing this grievance, of course there is Ning Yuanxue. Of course, what they don't know is that the grievance between Ye Hao and Nangong Jin has long been very deep. From Ye Hao to the realm of cultivation, to Qinglei Mountain, at that time, he Just became enmity with Nangong Jin, the grievance between the two is hard to describe in words.

There was a lot of discussion below, and the two people on the platform looked at each other.

"You're finally here!" Ye Hao said lightly.

"I didn't expect you to be so arrogant, kid! Don't you know that this is your death date when I come up?" Nangong Jin said coldly.

Ye Hao smiled and said: "I still remember that when I was in the world of demon slaying, you suddenly appeared and wanted to kill me! At that time, I was only in the realm of condensing energy! If you didn't help me that time, brother Jun Sansheng! Maybe I would have been killed by you !"

"Shouldn't you be killed by me? In Qinglei Mountain, I have been planning for many years, but you took my things! I said that I will settle this account with you sooner or later!" Nangong Jin said calmly.

Although the grievances between the two are very deep, the two of them are very calm at this time.

"You are right! From Qinglei Mountain, you bullied me in every possible way! I also said at that time that I will pay you back a hundred times in the future!" Ye Hao narrowed his eyes, and the affairs of Qingleizong, like the past years, are in the past. Memories flowed through his mind.

Those things about the Qinglei Sect seem to have passed for a long time, but it seems like yesterday, and it is hard to forget, because this is the first place he settled in the cultivation world, and it is also the first sect he stayed in.

"A hundred times? That's right! You were bragging at that time! But until now, I don't know what power you have to fight me! Even though you are talented! But today I will let you know that you still can't fight me! Mine, I will still take it back!" Nangong Jin said with a cold snort.

Ye Hao couldn't help complaining: "Are I bragging? I still remember that in the world of demon slaying, it seemed that you abandoned other people and ran for your life!"

"I almost forgot! There seems to be a monster living in your body! But based on your adventures, can you really kill me? It's ridiculous!" Nangong Jin couldn't help but sneer.

"It's ridiculous! The grievances between us will be settled today!" Ye Hao took out the bronze knife, and the blade was shining in the sun.

His shadow was reflected under the square under the sunlight. His figure was elongated, like a giant, holding a long knife. This scene made people sigh and marvel.

Emperor Li Zong and Sikongli, who were observing secretly, were a little bit taken aback. They seemed to have seen a battle a hundred years ago.

Luo Xiuyin saw the long shadow, and for some reason, he also thought of a hundred years ago, he was the most feared God of Death in the Three Realms. At that time, he was invincible, no one was his opponent, and he killed gods and demons with joy.

However, he was jointly besieged by the God Race and the Human Race. In that battle, he didn't know how many God Race powerhouses he killed in God's Domain, and he killed it for seven days and seven nights in that battle.

However, in that battle, the Protoss relied on the heaven and earth magic soldiers, and finally exhausted the beast power of the Qingniu. He was beheaded by the power of the Protoss, his body was destroyed, and his soul was cut into [-] segments, but those Protoss still didn't want to Let him go and send his soul to various parts of the Three Realms.

The purpose is to prevent him from being resurrected. Originally, Qingniu had no chance to be resurrected, but he was not reconciled, because he was calculated by these shameless protoss, and he wanted revenge. He began to rely on his tenacious obsession to fuse a part of his soul, Found a body.

The soul of Qingniu these years has not been condensed, and it is in the state of remnant soul. Even though he has a body, he still has no sense of smell, no sense of taste, and even sleep. This state almost drove him crazy, but Qingniu did not give up. .

Qingniu has been in the first class for a hundred years, he wants to find his soul, he wants to fuse again, he wants to restore his peak strength, he wants revenge, he wants to re-integrate his soul, restore his body, regain his sense of smell, have Taste, has the feeling of eating, drinking and sleeping.

At this moment, Luo Xiuyin looked at Ye Hao, and felt that this kid was very interesting, at least he could help him, as if a remnant of his soul was in Kunlun Mountain, hehe.

Chang'an City of the Great Zhou Dynasty, inside the palace.

"Zhuhai, do you feel that this kid looks familiar!" Monk Jiuchi said lightly.

"Familiar? This knife, this figure, does look like a person, no, it looks like a demon! But that demon emperor has long since been destroyed! You monk, it's useless to say so!" Taoist Zhuhai gave him a blank look.

Monk Jiu Chi sighed, and said, "Yes! The Devil Emperor is destroyed! Don't mention it, the knife of this kid named Ye is really a bit like the magic knife back then!"

"We were young at that time! You know who! Besides, this knife doesn't have any magic energy! You must be confused!" Taoist Zhuhai said speechlessly.

(End of this chapter)