Qin Hao was speechless; he felt an urge to give Qian Rou the middle finger.
"Qin Hao, you can't escape today," someone spoke up, a cold smile on their face.
Qin Hao then saw clearly that this person was none other than Zheng Yu.
His face was filled with resentment, his murderous intent fiercely fixed on himself.
Qin Hao immediately slapped out, purple True Qi surged terrifyingly, striking towards Zheng Yu.
Instantly, several people were blown away, each of them bleeding from the corners of their mouths.
They too used their power to resist, but they were no match for Qin Hao and couldn't block his strike.
The people present all showed astonished expressions; it hadn't been long, yet Qin Hao's strength had increased again.
Seeing his performance, he was at least at the battle strength of Martial Saint Ninth Layer Heaven.
This level of strength far surpassed everyone present.
Qian Rou's eyes widened in shock, her mouth forming an 'O' shape.
