Soul And Martial Emperor

The black light instantly formed a black light screen in front of Gui Jian, blocking his path.    

Swoosh! Swoosh!    

However, in the next moment, the lightning dragon and fire dragon tore apart the black light screen, directly destroying Gui Jian's attack.    

Swoosh!    

Gui Jian's face was pale. A rich shock surfaced on his face. Immediately, a sweetness appeared in his throat as fresh blood sprayed out from his mouth.    

At the same time, Gui Jian's body was also sent flying backwards, leaving a long mark on the fighting stage.    

However, the lightning dragon and the fire dragon had broken the black light barrier. However, due to the lack of energy, their attacks were not strong enough, and they dissipated with a loud bang.    

Swoosh! Swoosh!    

However, Meng Hao did not give Gui Jian any chance. He stepped on the white dragon's head, and his body was like a phantom as he continuously shuttled back and forth.    

At this moment, Gui Jian could not block Meng Hao's attack at all. He was like a sandbag that was violently smashed by Meng Hao. Within a few breaths, he had already turned into a pig head.    

Puchi!    

Finally, he crashed into a towering tree. Fresh blood continuously sprayed out as if it was free. The clothes on his body were completely torn apart, and the miserable appearance of his body covered in injuries caused everyone to be shocked.    

This result was clearly something that they did not expect. Originally, they thought that Gui Jian would easily capture Meng Hao, but in the end, he was actually killed by Meng Hao in a soft voice.    

"You alone are not enough to stop me." Meng Hao laughed coldly. His faint voice fell into Gui Jian's ears.    

When Gui Jian heard this, he was so angry that he could not catch his breath. He fainted. Clearly, he had suffered a major blow.    

"Humph! This is too shameful!" Black Ghost from the Eternal Sword Sect said with a cold expression.    

Previously, he thought that Gui Jian was a disciple of the Eternal Sword Sect and wanted to impart his sword skills to Gui Jian. However, he didn't expect Gui Jian to lose so badly.    

"This little guy is not bad. Not only did he comprehend the Profound Meaning of Sword, he also comprehended the Profound Meaning of Fire." An old man in grey robe with white hair and eyes revealed a bright light as he muttered to himself.    

"He is not bad. Moreover, he has already cultivated the low level Profound Meaning Martial Arts to the Mystery Realm. Why are you tempted, old man Flaming Sun?" A girl beside him asked with a smile.    

The former was Venerable Flaming Sun of the Divine Sun Pavilion, one of the two pavilions, while the latter was Fairy Xiangling of the Heavenly Fragrance Divine Hall.    

The Sun God Pavilion and the Heavenly Fragrance Divine Hall had always been on good terms, so the people of the two super forces were familiar with each other. The Fragrant Spirit Fairy was a female disciple of the Heavenly Fragrance Divine Hall, and her strength was not inferior to the Flaming Sun Spiritual Master and Bright Moon Spiritual Master.    

Fairy Xiangling and Venerable Flaming Sun were more familiar with each other, so she had always called Venerable Flaming Sun as an old man. Venerable Flaming Sun did not really care about these details.    

"Xie Dao, take your good friend Gui Jian and leave. You won't be able to stop me," Meng Hao said indifferently. Then, he waved his hand and put the Battle Puppet away.    

Xie Dao stared at Meng Hao with a gloomy expression. A moment later, he carried the unconscious Xie Dao and turned around to leave.    

He left behind a sentence before leaving. "Meng Hao, don't be complacent. I will come and challenge you in the future. Although you have defeated us, you are still not strong enough to obtain a Throne."    

Meng Hao smiled when he heard this. He had nothing to say about this. The trump card he had was not something they could understand.    

At this time, Meng Hao looked forward and found that there were already many people looking in his direction from the peak of the War Dragon Mountain. He carefully sized them up.    

There were actually fifteen people at the top of the mountain. Including him, there were sixteen of them. In other words, out of the sixteen people, only ten of them could seize the throne and carry out the great battle below.    

What made Meng Hao the happiest was that Dung Qingyan and Lu Hanxiang had both made it to the top of the mountain. These two people were not simple, so this was also within Meng Hao's expectations.    

At this time, Dung Qingyan and Lu Hanxiang also rushed towards Meng Hao. The three of them stood together and formed a small group.    

"What is the competition for the throne?" Meng Hao frowned and asked Dung Qingyan softly.    

"There are no requirements. As long as we can endure until there are only ten people left, we will pass," Dung Qingyan said helplessly.    

"Junior brother, you are still a little weak. You should go back first," Ouyang Shaohua said to a man beside him.    

That man replied in a deep voice when he heard this, "Yes, senior brother." After which, he turned around and left. He was extremely obedient to Ouyang Shaohua.    

At this time, Li Wenxue, who was ranked second in the Spirit Ranking List and Yan Luo, who was ranked third, also made his junior brother and junior sister withdraw from the battle for the throne.    

Now that three people had left, there were still thirteen people left on the mountain peak. These people all felt that they were qualified to stay behind.    

"We still have to remove the three spots. I don't know what we should do next," Li Wenxue said lightly with a frown.    

At this time, a black-clothed man walked out and said with a loud laugh, "What's so difficult about this? If we kick Meng Hao and the other two out, wouldn't there be only ten people left?"    

"It's a pretty good idea to blow us up," Meng Hao said with a smile. However, a wave of killing intent immediately swept out. This was the sign that Meng Hao wanted to kill someone.    

Even Dung Qingyan was a little angry. She was the direct disciple of the Third Grade Fire Spirit Sect's Sect Master, but she was looked down upon by others. It seemed like she had to show them her skills.    

"Beigong Jiang, the capital of Devil Cliff? You can't stop me with just you alone?" Meng Hao's indifferent voice sounded in everyone's ears. Many of them were shocked. One should know that Beigong Jiang was not the Evil Blade. Someone like Gui Jian could be compared to him.    

"Beigong Jiang, it seems like someone isn't happy with you." Another man standing beside Beigong Jiang said with a smile.    

Meng Hao also knew the person who spoke. Zhao Wuji, who was ranked 11th in the Spirit Ranking List, said with a faint smile. Beigong Jiang was ranked 9th in the Spirit Ranking List.    

However, he was currently ranked eleventh on the Spirit Ranking List because the second and third positions of the Spirit Ranking List were Meng Hao and Dung Qingyan.    

"With the strength of an Early Period of Spirit Peeping Stage, how dare you act so impudently in front of me? Then, let me see if this new Spirit Ranking List's second position is true or not." Beigong Jiang sneered.    

The Spirit Strength in his body burst out like a black river, turning into rays of black light that shot towards Meng Hao.    

Meng Hao smiled and said, "How dare you use such an insignificant skill to embarrass yourself?" He waved his palm, and a monstrous fiery red Spirit Strength burst out, blocking all the black light.    

"Die!" The moment the black light broke, Beigong Jiang turned into a black shadow and shot out from the black light. His hands turned into claws and clawed at Meng Hao.    

"Black Demon Art - Black Demon Eagle Claw Force!"    

A monstrous black spirit essence appeared in Beigong Jiang's hand. It turned into five black rays of light and attacked Meng Hao.    

It faintly transformed into a black eagle claw. The eagle claw was covered with a sharp light and looked exceptionally fierce.    

Beigong Jiang's character wasn't that good, but his strength wasn't weak. He had also used a low grade Profound Meaning Martial Arts.    

"Your Qi is not bad, but it's still not enough." Meng Hao sneered. His body was covered with a dazzling red light. This person, Meng Hao, seemed to have turned into a Fire God.    

"Fire Spirit Genuine Spell - Fiery Setting Sun!"    

A seal appeared on Meng Hao's palm. The seal was formed, and a powerful Qi was formed between his palms.    

Immediately, a fiery red sun appeared between Meng Hao's palms and slowly rose. That terrifying aura swept apart.    

Everyone turned pale with fright because the martial art Meng Hao used had surpassed the low grade Profound Meaning Martial Arts and reached the middle grade Profound Meaning Martial Arts.    

Puchi!!    

The Flaming Sun slowly rose and blocked the black eagle claw. The two of them eroded each other. Finally, the Flaming Sun directly broke the black eagle claw and flew towards Beigong Jiang.    

Swoosh swoosh!!!    

Everywhere the Flaming Sun passed, there were traces of being burned by flames. The hot aura spread and shocked everyone.