All the treasures of heaven and earth that can cultivate blood in a hundred years can only replenish Bu Zihan with ten drops of blood. It can be imagined how precious Bu Zihan's blood is. Similarly, we can also know that the entire race of the saints has given Bu Zihan

What high hopes.

Therefore, seeing Bu Zihan consuming so much blood, the old man became anxious. Even at this moment, he felt like he was trying to break into the Dragon and Phoenix Ranking.

On the stage, Qin Yu also noticed something was wrong with Bu Zihan, because as Bu Zihan's blood dripped out, Bu Zihan's mental state was rapidly declining.

"That's all, this avenue millstone has no effect on me. The drop of golden blood in my body has stopped moving. It's over."

Qin Yu didn't have much dislike for Bu Zihan. The most important thing was that Bu Zihan's previous words to persuade him to admit defeat made him feel weak.

With a sigh, Qin Yu's figure turned into an afterimage and disappeared on the spot. When he appeared again, he appeared outside Bu Zihan's holy light halo.

boom!

The holy light fell, blocking Qin Yu's entry. Each one was extremely terrifying, but at this moment, Qin Yu was as unstoppable as a tiger descending a mountain.

Rays of holy light fell on Qin Yu's body, leaving bumps and bruises on Qin Yu's body, but even so, Qin Yu still moved forward and arrived in front of Bu Zihan in an instant.

"Qin Yu, do you dare..."

Bu Zihan's expression changed drastically, but before he could finish his words, Qin Yu's fist fell on his face.

"it's over."

These were the last words Bu Zihan heard, because the next moment his body had fallen out of the ring, his face bruised and swollen.

Bu Zihan was eliminated, Qin Yu won!

This result made everyone silent, and a result that surprised all of them appeared.

At this moment, only one person breathed a sigh of relief, and that was the old man from the Saint clan. When he saw Bu Zihan being kicked out of the ring, not only was there no anger on his face, but he also showed a look of joy.

"Qin Yu, our saint clan owes you a favor."

The old man whispered, because he knew very well that there was no need for Qin Yu to risk being bombarded by the holy light to bombard Bu Zihan, he could just wait slowly.

By doing this, Qin Yu saved Bu Zihan, and this was a huge favor to the Saint Clan.
Chapter completed!