A person, like a demon god, he is extremely strong, more than two meters tall, like a giant, his whole body is burning with black flames, even the space seems to be burning, showing twisted ripples, which is shocking.
It's intimidating and I don't dare to fight against it.
A person is like a fierce god. He has an arm covered with red scales, and exudes a ferocious aura. The god is covered in shining armor, shining brightly, just like the undefeated god of war.
"Boom."
The two fists collided together at high altitude, and a thunder-like sound erupted from them, sweeping in all directions and spreading to every corner of the city. A strong wind also swept away, and if it hadn't been for the rising sound around the arena,
A barrier was created, and less than half of the people in the square were about to be crushed to death on the spot. This way, the entire arena was shaken and almost fell apart.
After a collision, Lang Angxiong's face clearly flashed with pain, and his stamina was stagnant, but Feng Hao's expression remained unchanged, and the sound of rolling thunder sounded in his body again.
"not good."
Lang Angxiong had no time to think about why Feng Hao was not affected and pulled away, wanting to retreat.
"ha."
And how could Feng Hao miss this opportunity? His eyes widened and he shouted loudly. The strength surged through his body, like a mountain torrent opening up and pouring in. He violently erupted from the tip of his fist, thundering with ten-fold strength, shocking the sky.
, smashed it into Lang Angxiong’s chest.
"asshole."
Seeing that Lang Ang Xiong could no longer dodge, he gritted his teeth, black flames ignited in his fists again, and he hit him.
"Boom."
The two fists collided together again. At the moment of contact, Lang Angxiong's strong body was directly blasted away by the huge force and fell to the ring. The ground shook. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
, there was horror in his eyes.
"Bang bang bang,..."
Feng Hao was like a tarsal maggot. He raised his fist and smashed it. He didn't give him a chance to breathe. He punched him one after another. Blood burst out from his fist and all his white bones were exposed. It hurt.
He gritted his teeth, but was unable to react, so he could only resist passively. Otherwise, the punch would be even more uncomfortable if it hit him.
For a moment, the situation on the scene became one-sided. Lang Angxiong kept retreating, his fists were stained with blood and were about to explode. The dark flames on his body also dimmed a little, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, which was extremely miserable.
In the square, the expressions on the faces of the barbarians who saw this scene turned to stone. They were all stunned and speechless.
Who is Lang Ang Bear?
The freak that the Barbarian clan had spent so much hard work and endless years cultivating came to the Barbarian clan more than once or twice. Every time, he was allowed to show off his power before leaving. The Barbarian clan could not find anyone to fight against him. It was extremely difficult.
I'm angry, but there's nothing I can do about it.
But now, this freak was actually suppressed and beaten by a human, and he did so with pure strength.
This made everyone simply couldn't believe their eyes. If it weren't for the extremely powerful punch of Lang Ang Xiong, they would have doubted whether Lang Ang Xiong had let himself off.
The most unexpected thing is that during the first punch, the two were obviously at loggerheads, but Feng Hao gained the upper hand with his strange defense, which led to the current situation.
At this time, the strength and defense displayed by Feng Hao were extremely shocking and exceeded their understanding of strength talent and defense talent.
"good."
I don’t know who started it first. After this voice came out on the scene, it immediately became boiling.
"Hit him well, crush him to death."
"At a strong point of gravity, hit his head and it will explode."
"Kill this rebellious, devilish son of a bitch."
They raised their fists one by one and roared, making a loud noise that lasted for a long time.
They had been holding this breath for so long that they had internal injuries and could no longer hold it in. At this time, seeing Lang Ang Xiong being pressed and beaten like this, they felt so happy that even the chiefs of the five great clans started to cheer, haha
laughing out loud.
"How is this possible? Who is this person and why does he possess the Beast God Token?"
The old man of the ancient clan stood beside the ring, his eyes filled with incredulity, his eyes flickering, and he could not find any answers to the questions in his mind.
In order to cultivate the freak Lang Angxiong, the Mangu clan had gone through a lot of hardships, and he knew all about it, but now, this freak they thought was invincible would be defeated at this time.
And he had no backhand power, so how could he accept it?
…
"As expected of a freak."
While waving his fist, Feng Hao felt extremely calm in his heart.
This Lang Ang Xiong is definitely the strongest person Feng Hao has ever encountered, even surpassing Chen Hui and Yan Jie. He is stronger not only with his strength talent, but also with the magic energy from the three-headed dog of hell. The energy contained in this energy
The power was extremely terrifying, one of the strongest powers he had ever seen. If he hadn't possessed the supreme physical defense, he would never have been his opponent, and he would have been unable to withstand the burning of this dark flame.
At that moment, Feng Hao had no contempt for him anymore. He punched him one after another without giving him a chance to breathe, hoping to defeat him in one fell swoop.
"Damn it."
Looking at the heavy punches in front of him, Lang Angxiong was filled with anger. It was just a miscalculation that led to the current situation, which made him regretful.
Who knew that this guy could have such defense.
"Bang."
"Click."
Unable to dodge, he was hit in the chest, and the sound of broken bones was heard. He was thrown away and fell far away, spitting out blood, and seemed to be dying.
His physique was also so powerful that it reached a terrifying level. Feng Hao's punch was able to destroy the mountains, but it failed to penetrate his chest. After all, he had magic power and had tempered his physique like gold and stone.
"They're not dead."
Feng Hao was also a little stunned, and wanted to bully him again, but a strong aura suddenly burst out from the fallen Lang Ang Xiong, making him stop involuntarily, and his expression was very cautious.
"Chichi,..."
The dark flames burned from Lang Angxiong's body. In the blink of an eye, they turned into raging fires and soared into the sky. The blessed arena was also burnt black. If Feng Hao had just rushed over, he would definitely be in an extremely embarrassed state.
, this flame, even if it cannot burn him to death, will still shed a layer of skin.
"call,……"
Seeing this scene, the old man beside the ring felt as if he was relieved of his burden, exhaled, and a flash of pride flashed in his eyes.
"Do you think you've won?"
The gloomy voice came from the dark flames, just like the whisper of the devil in hell, making people's hearts tremble.
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