This is a huge beast. Its body is condensed from a kind of eerie energy. Its breath is cold and its aura is vast. It is like a peerless ferocious beast that escaped from the heavenly hell. It is frightening and suppresses all directions. , crushing everything, giving people an extremely suffocating visual impact. Even those outside the ring, their bodies were tense, their hairs stood on end, and they were all on guard.
"Boom, boom,..."
It lifted up a giant foot, which was like a divine pillar supporting the heaven and earth. It was extremely huge. When it was lifted, the heaven and earth roared, vibrating in all directions. It seemed that as long as it was suppressed, even the heaven and the earth would be annihilated. People have a feeling that the world is about to collapse, and the space is forced to open like a lake.
"Holy Skill..."
A flash of heat flashed in Feng Hao's eyes.
He was indeed envious. Holy skills could not be used by ordinary people. Even people at the level of mortal saints would be unable to unleash the true power of the saints unless they reached the third level of mortal saints or above.
"Destroy the sky."
Soon, Feng Hao reacted. He turned his palm and a dark gray giant sword was condensed in his hand. On the edge of the sword, there were silver-white arcs flashing. A breath of destruction spread out, and it seemed that if this sword was struck, it could even split the heaven and the earth.
"kill."
When the pillar-like giant feet rolled down, Feng Hao's aura suddenly condensed, and his body shook, and he stood there like a god who created the world, motionless, raised his sword, and directly slashed down, like clouds and flowing water. , without any stagnation, he broke through and came down.
"Tsk."
Under the astonished gazes of everyone, the giant beast was directly split into two halves and crushed into pieces. The sword was sharp and glaring in all directions. The deep purgatory space that shrouded Leng Huan was as if it were paper. His body was torn apart, and the sword thrust in, pointing directly at the tip of Leng Huan's throat, and blood burst out.
"You lost."
Feng Hao held the giant sword and looked at Leng Huan, who was pale and lifeless in front of him, and said indifferently, his eyes filled with ice.
Lost.
The same sword, the same blow, destroyed everything and was unstoppable. It directly broke through Leng Huan's special holy skills and defensive array.
Such unparalleled fighting power made everyone in the audience take a breath of cold air, and there was a look of horror in their eyes.
If such a person were at the same level, few people here would dare to say that they could withstand the power of this sword.
When did the Renhuang Mansion produce such a tyrannical new student?
Everyone looked at each other, seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.
Feng Hao is really too unfamiliar to them. It can be said that most of the people here have never heard of such a person.
If he really has the ability to defeat a strong man like Leng Huan, why is he so unknown? No one has ever mentioned him.
"Hidden so deeply."
The eyes of the people from Jiuyou Mansion and Shura Mansion were focused, showing cautious expressions.
Thinking about it, the reason why the Imperial Palace did not announce the existence of such a person was probably because they wanted to show it in the newly promoted competition, so as to establish prestige.
At this time, it happened that someone from Jiuyou Mansion came to provoke him, and he happened to hit the muzzle of the gun. He simply became a stepping stone for others.
Suddenly, the skinny man and others seemed to understand, and they all stood there with pale faces.
Not only did they serve as a stepping stone for others, but they also gave each other a huge amount of credits for free.
Eleven hundred credits, this is enough to stay in the ‘Place of Enlightenment’ for more than a month.
Heartache, regret, and all kinds of emotions were rising and falling in their hearts, and the flames of anger were spitting out of their eyes.
"Don't be too happy too early."
The skinny man was very unwilling and gritted his teeth and made a sound.
They were just people here to test the situation. Jiuyou Mansion’s real trump card had never appeared.
They believe that as soon as that person comes out, no one in the three palaces can rival him.
Therefore, they concluded that this time, the new number one in the competition was definitely from their Jiuyou Mansion.
"Don't be too happy too early, hehe..."
This sentence was heard by Long Yueguan on the side, and he immediately answered it in a strange way. The skinny man was so angry that his teeth were almost broken. However, seeing him getting more and more angry, Long Yueguan was The louder the laughter.
"The people in Jiuyou Mansion are just mediocre."
He shook his head, attracting many hostile looks.
But at this time, even Leng Huan was completely defeated in one move, so naturally they didn't dare to find trouble at this time.
Otherwise, how would they respond if Feng Hao provoked him?
When the time comes, he will definitely be like Leng Huan. Not only will he lose his credits, but he will also lose his face.
"Brother Hao is awesome."
Qiong Ling'er was a little excited, and the three girls were all the same, with a sweet and happy smile on their beautiful faces.
"Ba Qiao, is he really just Ba Qiao?"
Xue Mo, who was standing behind everyone, had the stars in his eyes settle down and murmured to himself.
Although, according to rumors, people with eight orifices are better than gods, and they are all the most arrogant people in the world, but he always feels that there is something wrong with it, but he can't say it, and the white-clothed man last time Woman, why didn't we come back together? What happened in this.
The fog is heavy.
…
"Why, you still refuse to admit defeat."
Seeing that Leng Huan was silent, Feng Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and the words in his mouth became even colder, full of violence. Coupled with his red eyes, he looked like a fierce god from hell. It's really possible to kill someone directly.
"Chichi..."
On the dark gray giant sword, silver-white electric arcs flickered, like tiny silver snakes. With a slight sway, they slowly approached Leng Huan's throat, directly tearing open the layer of glitter on the surface. The cold light tore his throat, close to the artery, and blood flowed out.
"you,……"
Leng Huan gritted his teeth and stared at Feng Hao with cold eyes. He tightened his fists and his body was tense because of the severe pain in his neck.
He really didn't want to open his mouth and admit defeat. His throat felt like something was blocked, it was very stiff and he couldn't speak.
"I surrender."
When he saw the cold light flashing in Feng Hao's eyes, he finally lost his temper and said the words that were difficult to say out loud.
"That's right."
Feng Hao's mouth curved slightly before he released the giant sword in his hand, "Thank you for the credits."
After that, he strode towards the bottom of the ring,
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