When the old man of Soul-Devouring saw Qin Hao heading straight for the ghost, he was shocked and hurriedly held the Soul-Devouring Sword in his hand and stabbed Qin Hao.

Qin Hao flashed and dodged. At the same time, his right hand fist was condensed, and a golden fist light cut through the void and blasted at the ghost of the underworld.

The ghost was originally fighting against Mr. He, but his hair suddenly rose and his eyelids twitched.

The energy from his body surged out wildly and poured into his dry palms.

In an instant, his palms became as dark as ink, but they were gloomy and cold.

In a hurry, he hurriedly met Qin Hao's golden fist.

Bang!

When the fist and palms were intersecting, a shock wave spread instantly.

Click!

Immediately afterwards, a fracture sounded.

The ghost said with a sigh of pain.

His arm was broken.

He was shocked and wanted to retreat.

However, Qin Hao's fist broke his arm, and his castration was not reduced, and he punched him on the chest.

Click!

Another sound of fracture sounded.

Then, the ghost of the underworld flew up and hit the cliff in the distance.

puff!

He opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood carrying broken hearts.

After knocking the ghost away with a punch, Qin Hao disappeared from the spot with a swish.

puff!

As soon as he left, the position where he was standing was struck by a scarlet sword light, and a gully appeared instantly.

It is the Soul-Devouring Old Man.

"Mysterious ghost, are you okay?"

Seeing that the Soul-Devouring Old Man could not hurt Qin Hao, he flew to the front of the ghost and asked nervously.

Swallowing!

Ming Yan and others also kept jumping, setting a distance with the Saint Maiden and others.

Both sides stopped.

When the ghost heard the old man's words, his face turned red and he let out another wow, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Then, he looked at Qin Hao with a terror on his face.

He raised his hand and wanted to point at Qin Hao, but he still couldn't lift it up in the end.

He struggled with his legs for a moment, and then... died.

"This... Ming Lao is dead? This is impossible!"

"I must be dazzled. Mr. Ming is a saint of martial arts master. How could he die so easily?"

"Impossible! I must be dreaming that Mr. Ming used to kill an x-level powerful man. How could he be killed by Qin Hao just by punching him?"

When the killers of the Blood Film Studio saw this scene, they all looked disbelief and talked endlessly.

Mr. He and others also opened their mouths and couldn't speak for a long time.

What is Martial Saint?

That is a martial arts master, and he cannot be killed easily.

However, Qin Hao killed the ghost with one punch?

this……

What kind of monster is Qin Hao?

"Brother Qin is so awesome."

He Xiaojing also opened her mouth slightly, and her face was filled with surprise.

Li Wei covered her little mouth with her jade hands, looking disbelief.

She is a martial arts practitioner, and because she has the existence of a half-step martial saint, her grandfather, she knows the most about martial arts.

Of course she also knew how terrifying the Martial Saint was.

Unexpectedly, Qin Hao could actually kill a martial saint with one punch?

Is this really scary?

Then, she looked at Qin Hao, and a series of brilliant colors burst out from her beautiful eyes.

Such a man is really... so addictive.

Zhu Shibin and others looked at Qin Hao with horror.

Kill a Martial Saint with one punch?

Is this still a human?

Even the saint's delicate face flashed with surprise.

"This man fought with me before, and he really didn't do his best."

The saint murmured to himself.

She found that Qin Hao was becoming more and more mysterious, and more and more unexpected.

"Although this guy is a bit stinky, he is really good at sarcastic."

A Zi also pouted and hummed softly.

On the other side.

The old man of the Soul-Devouring touched the ghost's eyes, and slowly closed his wide eyes.

Then, he stood up, looked at Qin Hao, and said gloomyly: "Qin Hao, today... you will die!"

Their Blood Picture Studio was indeed the largest killer organization in China, with many experts.

But in the battle to destroy the family ten years ago, their masters were basically dead, and only the middle-level figures were left to escape.

And they also spent a lot of time and energy to barely recover their strength.

However, even so, over the years, there have been so many martial saints in their Blood Picture Studio.

It can be said that now every martial saint, even half-step martial saint, is the top power of their Blood Film Studio.

But Qin Hao first killed a half-step Martial Saint in their Blood Shadow Building today, and now even the Martial Saint died under his hands.

Moreover, Qin Hao found an opportunity to kill the ghost while fighting with him.

This made him feel even more ashamed and angry.

Qin Hao was not angry when he heard the words of the Soul-Devouring Old Man, but said lightly: "It's not only him, but today, everyone in your Blood Picture Studio can't escape."

Blood Picture House is a killer organization, and everyone's hands are covered with blood.

Therefore, Qin Hao had no guilt at all when he destroyed them.

When everyone in the Blood Film Studio heard Qin Hao's words, they all looked angry, but they did not refute it.

If it were before, Qin Hao said such words, they could also retort that Qin Hao was too arrogant.

But Qin Hao not only killed the Blood Leopard with one punch, but also killed the Nether Ghost while fighting with their poster.

This is really a bit perverted.

So, they had nothing to say to refute.

They even felt an inexplicable palpitations.

"kill!"

The old man of Soul-Devouring did not speak, but roared angrily, holding the Soul-Devouring Sword in his hand, and slashed at Qin Hao.

Qin Hao looked cold and his body kept jumping.

On the other side, the Saint and others started to fight again.

However, the Blood Shadow Building lost the Blood Leopard and the Underworld Ghost, and there were monsters like the Saint and A Zi.

So Blood Picture Studio is already at a disadvantage.

Bang!

Finally, Ming Yan was also hit by the saint's jade palm and spit out a mouthful of blood with a puff.
To be continued...