Everyone looked at each other in dismay. They didn't expect Ye Qinghan to be able to last this long and even defeat Feng Qingshen. However, from the looks of it, Ye Qinghan couldn't even stand properly. He was definitely going to lose the next match!
Emperor Ye quickly went up and supported Ye Qinghan. He discovered that his body was brimming with divine energy and didn't seem like a weak person at all. However, she had followed Ye Qinghan since she was young and immediately understood that Ye Qinghan was pretending to be weak. She pretended to be anxious and said, "Master, let's go down and admit defeat. It will be very dangerous if we continue fighting!"
Ye Qinghan clutched his chest and sweated profusely. He didn't expect Emperor Ye to cooperate so well. He laughed inwardly. This little girl actually knew how to lie.
"Go down and admit defeat …" Ye Qinghan said hoarsely.
The next match was between Ye Qinghan and Coiling Tiger. Ye Qinghan didn't want to fight in the first place. Now, he could use this opportunity to tell everyone that he was heavily injured and let the next match's Son of God attack with all his might. In the end, everyone would realize that he was simply unkillable!
Coiling Tiger was good at acting. When he heard Ye Qinghan admit defeat, he revealed an arrogant and disdainful expression. There was also unwillingness and anger in his eyes. He felt that he had missed an opportunity to end a legend.
The Second Sorcerer God saw this and didn't doubt that Coiling Tiger had betrayed him.
"Don't allow him to have the chance to heal. Just admit defeat for the next two matches. Coiling Tiger and Young Master Wen's strength is unquestionable. There's no point in continuing the fight," the Second Sorcerer God said to the Holy Masters of both sides.
As expected, Coiling Tiger and Young Master Wen's opponents directly admitted defeat. It was Ye Qinghan's turn to go up.
Ye Qinghan had already admitted defeat once. If he lost again, the Arrogant Sect wouldn't have enough points! Force him to go up, force him to make a move!
Ye Qinghan looked at his next opponent, Ji Wuhen, and saw him sneering. Clearly, he was unwilling to accept his loss to Emperor Ye and wanted to get back at him this time.
"Ye Qinghan, I'd like to see you kneel and admit defeat," Ji Wuhen sneered.
"Master, you can't fight. Just admit defeat!" Emperor Ye pretended to be anxious and said.
"That's right, there's no point in fighting like this! Even if you win this round, the next round is Emperor Xuanyuan. You still won't have a chance. "Gu Qingyu didn't understand what was going on and reminded him in a deep voice.
The anxious looks on the Kuang Sect members' faces could not be faked. Everyone was certain that Ye Qinghan did not have a chance to fight anymore. After taking two heavy blows from the Supreme Saint, it would be abnormal if he still had energy left.
Ye Qinghan pushed Emperor Ye's hand away and walked resolutely towards the battlefield. Every step he took was laborious. It seemed like even walking was difficult, so what was the point of fighting? Even an ordinary King would be able to kill him!
The Second Sorcerer God frowned as a cold light flashed past Ye Qinghan's back. He always felt that the Kuang Sect was an uncontrollable force. Instead of letting him become an obstacle to the Sorcerer Tribe in the later stages, it was better to take this opportunity to eliminate him.
The Second Sorcerer God waved his hand and summoned the Sorcerer Tribe's Patriarch, Wu Ye. He whispered a few words into his ear, and Wu Ye took advantage of the chaos to leave.
The Kuang Sect members did not notice that Wu Ye had left. They were still staring at Ye Qinghan, afraid that something would happen to him.
Ji Wuhen quickly stepped into the barrier, his eyes cold and mocking. He wanted to provoke Ye Qinghan. He was afraid that Ye Qinghan would admit defeat halfway and miss the opportunity to end his glory.
Ye Qinghan slowly stepped into the barrier. Before he could stand firm, Ji Wuhen did not give him a chance to admit defeat and directly attacked him. He was ready to kill him in one blow and become an unsurpassable legend.
Killing Ye Qinghan was a contest between the Saints!
Whoosh —
The Primal Chaos Wheel turned into a bolt of lightning and charged at Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan did not want to waste time, so he allowed Ji Wuhen to attack and waited for him to get close.
Boom!
The Primal Chaos Wheel hit Ye Qinghan's right rib, and the powerful impact slammed him into the barrier. However, the Primal Chaos Wheel did not break through the barrier.
Pfft —
Ye Qinghan had indeed vomited blood from the impact of the Primal Chaos Wheel. Although the Great Wilderness Divine Robe could resist divine power, there were still powerful impacts that it could not block. Ye Qinghan did not have any defense, so it was normal for him to vomit blood.
Ji Wuhen was stunned. He did not expect that he would not be able to kill Ye Qinghan's physical body. While he was stunned, Ye Qinghan grabbed his hair and used his elbow to hit his head faster than a divine weapon.
Buzz —
Ji Wuhen was stunned on the spot. His head was dizzy. He raised his right hand, wanting to block Ye Qinghan's second attack, but his wrist was caught.
Crack!
The bones in Ji Wuhen's right hand were broken.
Boom!
Ye Qinghan raised his leg and kicked, hitting Ji Wuhen's elbow joint. Ji Wuhen's right hand was crippled, and the Primal Chaos Wheel in his hand fell to the ground, sending dust flying.
Boom! Boom!
Ye Qinghan didn't show any mercy. His fists rained down on Ji Wuhen's chest, causing him to suffocate and faint on the spot. Ji Wuhen's body felt as if it had been struck by a supreme lightning tribulation. His muscles withered and withered as divine power filled his limbs and bones.
"The Primal Chaos Holy Land admits defeat! Stop! "Primal Chaos Holy Master was furious as he rushed to the barrier and shouted.
The barrier dissipated. Ye Qinghan's eyes were bloodshot. He immediately pushed Ji Wuhen away and dodged to the side, afraid that Primal Chaos Holy Master would attack again.
Ye Qinghan was on the verge of collapse. He was not just an arrow at the end of its flight. It looked more like a dying flash. His face was pale without a trace of blood, and blood dripped from his right rib. His rib was probably broken.
Whoosh!
Ye Qinghan reached out and grabbed the Palatial Buddha Pagoda in his body. It had already shattered. Primal Chaos Holy Son Ji Wuhen's compass attack was indeed strong. Even after being blocked by the Great Desolation Divine Robe, he could still shatter the Palatial Buddha Pagoda. His strength was evident. However, he had been tricked by Ye Qinghan because he had deliberately allowed Ji Wuhen to shatter it. Otherwise, he would not have had a chance.
Ji Wuhen was defeated. The happiest person was none other than Qing Emperor Xuanyuan. The powerful attacks of the people in front of him had heavily injured Ye Qinghan and injured him.
Primal Chaos Holy Master hugged Ji Wuhen. Before leaving, he glared at Ye Qinghan fiercely, wishing he could kill him on the spot.
Ye Qinghan supported Zhong Kuang with a bitter smile and slowly left the barrier. However, before he could get far, one side admitted defeat in the next two matches. It was his turn immediately.
Everyone from the Arrogant Sect was furious. This was clearly aimed at Ye Qinghan. Otherwise, why would they admit defeat without fighting? Was it because the Arrogant Sect was not a supreme Holy Land that they should be eliminated?
Seeing that Ye Qinghan was still struggling, the Serpent Shenjiao could not help but sigh. "Ye Qinghan, admit defeat. The Arrogant Sect will not be able to get the entrance to the Wangu Yuntian. You have at least twenty matches left to fight. Li Feng has almost ten matches left. With so many matches forfeited, what can the others do even if they win?"
Ye Qinghan sneered and said sternly, "Even if the Arrogant Sect is eliminated today, none of the Holy Sons of the various Holy Lands will walk out of the barrier alive!"
Strong and domineering, Ye Qinghan exuded a towering battle intent. Or rather, it was his unwillingness and anger that supported him to continue fighting.
Qing Emperor Xuanyuan's smiling face revealed a hint of admiration. It was impossible not to admire such an expert!
"I admire you. I will leave you with your dignity."
Qing Emperor Xuanyuan held the divine sword in his hand. His green robe fluttered in the wind, and his aura soared. His figure moved, followed by tens of thousands of techniques. His Sword Qi almost materialized. Supreme Holy Techniques were attached to his body with the accompaniment of the heavens. He had a preliminary supreme battle strength.
Qing Emperor Xuanyuan stared at Ye Qinghan. He finally understood that he must not get close to Ye Qinghan. His physical body was simply too strong. Fighting him in close combat was simply courting death. His supreme Holy Techniques could not be used at all. Once he caught hold of him, his thunderous attacks would quickly make his opponent lose all resistance!
Ye Qinghan's power was the Barren Divine Power. It could instantly destroy the vitality of the physical body. No one could resist him in close combat, including Mo Li and Ye Kun. No matter how strong their physical bodies and close combat were, they could not compete with him.
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