Feng Hao's eyes were always locked on this mysterious strong man. Seeing him disappear, he screamed secretly in his heart. However, before he could react at all, he saw a big hand that seemed to be the cover of the sky. He grabbed him down, feeling like he was imprisoned. He wanted to escape, but he couldn't help himself. Suddenly, his originally dark pupils turned red. .
"Zhan Tian Jue."
Unable to move, Feng Hao immediately started to use the Battle of Heaven formula in his heart. Suddenly, a tide of fighting spirit emerged from his heart, condensed into substance, and burst out of his body, as violent as the edge of a sword. The scroll swept forward and directly attacked the big hand that was grabbing at him.
"Eh."
Feeling the stinging pain on his palm, the mysterious strong man couldn't help but be slightly startled. Immediately, his palm shook, and a square pattern appeared. The rumbling sound was endless. It seemed that this palm was like the sky, pressing down on it. When it fell, there was an earth-shattering atmosphere, deep and vast, and a ferocious fighting spirit rushed towards it. When it hit the palm, it actually made some sonorous sounds like the collision of metals, like two gods. The soldiers were clashing, and when they hit the palm, sparks suddenly burst out.
"Rumble..."
At this moment, a powerful force that was like the beginning of the world suddenly attacked the mysterious strong man from the side, causing him to be distracted and stretched out a hand to deal with it. The palm of his hand was sparkling and clothed. It was full of formation patterns, and like the sharp claws of a divine dragon, it directly grabbed the attacking hammer shadow.
"Boom."
The hammer shadow and the dragon claw collided together, and a deafening explosion suddenly erupted. The huge energy impact made the mysterious strong man stagger slightly, and he couldn't help but stagnate when he grabbed Feng Hao's palm.
There is no doubt that the one who took action was Haotian.
He was holding a black giant hammer, as if he were a god who created the world, standing in front of Qiong Ling'er and his group. He kept swinging the giant hammer, creating a series of hammer shadows, hitting the mysterious strong man.
Although Hammer Shadow was all scratched to pieces by that shimmering dragon claw, he was unable to do anything to Feng Hao because he was multitasking and had to worry about Haotian.
It happened in an instant, and after a few seconds, there was a stalemate.
"Brother Hao."
Qiong Ling'er, Wan Xin, and Yan Qing couldn't help but scream and wanted to take action, but Haotian stopped them and signaled them all to step back.
Although the three Qiong Linger girls wanted to help, they also considered that the two parties were not at the same level at all. In order to prevent Feng Hao from being distracted and worried about his own situation, they headed towards the deep end with Xie Yandong and others. Retreat everywhere.
Although there are hordes of ferocious beasts in this tomb, there are no traces of ferocious beasts in the entrance area after the big move just now. Even if there were, Guihe would not be a vegetarian.
"snort."
Seeing that Haotian dared to take action against him, the face under the mask of the mysterious strong man became a little ugly again. Suddenly, the formation patterns on his hands became brighter, and his palms seemed to cover both sides. The square sky and the earth are as vast as the sea and as thick as the mountains, and the atmosphere spreads out, shaking the space with constant sonic booms.
This is because his realm was lowered to the peak level of Wuzong in the tomb. That's why. If it were in the outside world, I'm afraid the world around him would have collapsed. Whether it was Haotian or Feng Hao, he would have captured him long ago. .
However, this was the case, and he was still able to cope with the two of them with ease.
It can be seen that his strength has reached such a level that no one can imagine with more than 9,000 years of accumulated experience.
Moreover, his aura has always enveloped Feng Hao, making Feng Hao unable to move at all. In fact, the energy in his body cannot burst out of his body, and he can only resist his palm with fighting intent.
Although he had felt Feng Hao's extraordinary fighting spirit when Feng Hao resisted his pressure, but now, experiencing it personally, it frightened him even more.
At the same time, this also strengthened his determination to obtain this secret skill.
"Hehe."
Feng Hao's eyes were red, like a wild beast, his whole body was filled with a cold aura, and he fell into a state of madness. His fighting spirit surged endlessly, and he rushed out to resist the approach of his palm.
He knew that if he was kidnapped by this mysterious strong man, he would definitely die, so he was desperate at this moment.
The master from the 'immortal' organization was so powerful that it exceeded his imagination. Judging from the current situation, he was probably on the same level as Liu Canyan.
Of course, this is also judged based on Liu Canyan's recent attacks. This ability to imprison people is too terrifying, it is really shocking. No matter how Feng Hao operates the formula like this, the void in his body The martial energy was surging, but it just couldn't spread out of the body. Moreover, he couldn't move his hands, speak, or perform various secret skills. Otherwise, he would have been confident that he could resist it.
"Open Sky Hammer."
As an angry shout resounded, there was a burst of thunder in the space. It was like the moment when the world first opened. The hammer shadow fell down, creating the world with a mighty force, carrying a shocking momentum, and violently bombarded the sky. The mysterious strong man.
"Boom,..."
With a huge explosion, the hammer shadow fell on the palm that looked like the claws of a divine dragon. Suddenly, dark cracks spread out on the array pattern on it, and finally shattered, mysteriously The strong man also had a look of deep surprise and was knocked back two steps.
"Destroy the sky."
Taking advantage of the moment when he was distracted, Feng Hao escaped from the confinement. Almost in an instant, a dark gray giant sword condensed in his hand. Then, with a wave of his arm, the giant sword carried the fierceness of killing everything. The breath also fell directly towards the mysterious strong man.
"clang,……"
The dark gray giant sword struck the palm of Shenmang Shuoshuo's hand, emitting a sonorous sound of gold and iron, and sparks appeared. Then, a huge force burst out, directly shattering the giant sword, and the wind Hao was also knocked away.
"Deng Deng Deng,..."
After taking more than ten strides back, Feng Hao finally regained his composure. His chest felt tight, and blood surged up from his mouth. His pale face turned a little red, but he still swallowed it, holding a huge amount of blood in his hand. The sword was condensed again, and it locked onto the mysterious strong man at the door with a stern expression.
"It's interesting..."
A strange color flashed in the eyes of the mysterious strong man, but he was not angry. On the contrary, the corners of his mouth were raised high on the face under the mask,
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