At the battlefield, the ground cracked and there was a ruin.

On the ruins, Qin Hao stood there firmly.

A blood-red sword stabbed his shoulder armor.

It is the Soul-Devouring Old Man's Soul-Devouring Sword.

At this moment, drops of blood were dripping down the Soul-Devouring Sword.

In front of him, there was a hunched figure.

It is the owner of the Blood Shadow Building - the Soul-Devouring Old Man.

"Haha... Qin Hao lost, our poster won!"

"I just said, how could this kid be the poster's opponent? Isn't that right now, do you know you're wrong?"

"This kid is too arrogant. Do you really think he is invincible if he is a martial saint?"

Everyone in the Blood Picture Studio looked excited when they saw this scene.

"puff!"

However, as soon as they finished speaking, the Soul-Devouring Old Man vomited a large mouthful of blood on the sky and then fell to the ground.

What's going on?

Everyone in the Blood Picture House was shocked when they saw this scene.

Even Mr. He and others were surprised.

Then, everyone looked closely and saw a... hole on the chest of the Soul-Devouring Old Man.

This hole is not big, but it is transparent from front to back, as if it was directly pierced by something.

At this time, the Soul-Devouring Old Man was lying on the ruins, his whole body was slowly oozing blood, his face was pale, and he opened his mouth and breathed hard.

"Is this... the hole in the old man's chest pierced by Qin Hao's Thunder Spear?"

"Is this too scary?"

"The Soul-Devouring Old Man... is defeated?"

Everyone in Yunzhou looked at the Soul-Devouring Old Man on the Ruins and took a breath.

The Soul-Devouring Old Man was the cultivation of the Martial Saint Xiaocheng ten years ago, although he was seriously injured in that battle to destroy the family ten years ago.

But over the years, he has fully recovered and even his cultivation has improved.

And he had just used such a terrifying martial art.

Now he still...failed?

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! The poster will not lose!"

"That's right, no matter how evil Qin Hao is, he can't be the opponent of the poster."

"Haha...haha... the poster was defeated? How could it be?"

Everyone in the Blood Picture House stared wide, looking disbelief.

Qin Hao killed the Nether Ghost, which was enough for them to be unbelievable.

Qin Hao has defeated their poster now?

This is really unacceptable to them.

Even the saint was full of surprise.

Qin Hao actually...winned?

A Zi also opened her mouth and muttered to herself: "Is this guy really that scary?"

"This... Qin Hao won?"

"Haha... It's great, Qin Hao won, we are saved."

"I just saw Qin Hao being stabbed by a sword, and I thought Qin Hao was defeated, but I didn't expect such a reversal."

The rich second generation in Yunzhou were all very happy.

If Qin Hao wins, they don’t have to die here.

"Very good!"

He Xiaojing patted her breasts that were well-developed, looking happy.

Li Wei opened her mouth wide and looked surprised.

Qin Hao actually... defeated the owner of the Blood Film Building?

This...is this too scary, right?

Zhu Shibin was also surprised and couldn't speak for a long time.

However, at this moment, he felt relieved.

They don't have to worry about being killed by the Blood Picture House.

But soon, he became uneasy again.

Because he was worried that Qin Hao would settle the score with him.

"Ahem..."

On the other side, the Soul-Devouring Old Man coughed a few times and kept vomiting blood out of his mouth.

He turned his head and looked at Qin Hao, with a shock on his face and said, "You...how could you!"

At this moment, he still couldn't believe that he had lost.

You must know that the Slash of Ten Thousand Ghosts is the strongest killing move he has mastered.

In order to use it, he even vomited blood.

It can be said that the power of this killer move is very terrifying.

However, he didn't expect Qin Hao to take it and beat him.

Qin Hao did not speak, but reached out to grab the Soul-Devouring Sword, then pulled it out of his shoulder armor with force.

"Um."

He muffled, and a trace of pain flashed across his face.

Just now, his Thunder God's gun collided with the blood-colored sword of the Soul-Devouring Old Man, and the blood-colored sword was quickly blown away.

And his Thunder God's gun also stabbed the old man in the chest.

However, at this time, the Soul-Devouring Sword in the hands of the Soul-Devouring Old Man also stabbed his throat.

He turned around and hid.

But he was still stabbed in the shoulder armor.

Fortunately, I didn't hurt the important position.

clang!

Qin Hao threw the Soul-Devouring Sword to the ground, then took out the silver needle and quickly pricked a few needles in the wound.

He looked at the Soul-Devouring Old Man and said, "I didn't expect you to hurt me."

Forehead……

When Mr. He and others around him heard Qin Hao's words, they all looked strange.

Mr. Qin, you have beaten everyone up and you have not even seen half your life.

If someone just stabs you with a sword, are you at a disadvantage?

A Zi looked contemptuous and said, "This guy is really pretending to be always."

She was in a good mood at this time.

At least Qin Hao was not dead, and he didn't suffer any serious injuries, judging from his appearance.

The saint also glanced at Qin Hao and rolled his eyes directly.

This guy is really annoying to speak.

However, she looked at Qin Hao, and her beautiful eyes were also shining with bright colors.

She didn't expect that Qin Hao was just injured by a little sword under the move of the Soul-Devouring Old Man.

"you!"

When the old man of Soul-Devouring was angry when he heard Qin Hao's words.

Although he was pierced by Qin Hao's thunder gun, and a very domineering energy sprinted into his body at this time, he was a powerful man from the Martial Saint Xiaocheng after all.

So he was not dead at this time.

He climbed up from the ground with difficulty, opened his mouth and vomited blood, his face pale and his expression was painful.
To be continued...