In the square, at Jiuyou Mansion, Leng Yusen curled his lips in disdain. Although he had turned his eyes away, he was still looking at what was happening on the ring out of the corner of his eye.
Beside him, at the Shura Mansion, the afterimage just glanced at it without expressing any opinion. There was a flash of thoughtfulness in his red eyes.
At this time, this young man with the Nandou Divine Body seemed to be angered by Feng Hao, so he impulsively used the divine blood. But, is he really that kind of impulsive person?
No matter what, the divine blood has been released and the divine power is vast. At this time, the entire arena is filled with overwhelming pressure. Even the space cannot be closed and is constantly being broken. It cannot withstand such a powerful pressure.
In everyone's opinion, at this time, unless Feng Hao voluntarily admits defeat and his mentor comes to rescue him, his life can be saved.
However, Feng Hao did not do that, nor did he mean to ask for help. In the distance, Liu Canyan, standing under the high platform, was still amusing himself with Xiao Qingmeng as if he had not seen what was going on in the arena at all.
This made some interested people wonder whether she thought Feng Hao could resist the power of the gods.
Feng Hao's reaction was also very strange. He directly dispersed the two handprints. His eyes were very red and very strange. It was like two seas of blood were rolling, and a violent aura swept out of his body. He came out of the banquet, resisting the oppression of divine power.
However, his complexion was still very ugly, and the muscles all over his body were squirming, as if a huge mountain was pressing on him, and blood suddenly appeared on his forehead.
This kind of divine power has reached the holy level, and although Feng Hao has the power of fighting intention in his control, he still cannot compete with this divine power at this time.
His fighting spirit has not yet condensed into a Dao pattern.
"Chichi..."
Divine power and fighting spirit, if they are essentially the same confrontation, if the two collide with each other, a long crack will be torn open in the middle space, which will always exist.
Therefore, at this time, everyone could see a dark crack approaching Feng Hao. It seemed that if it was pressed, Feng Hao could be crushed into pieces.
"This kid actually used divine blood."
Xie Yandong and Yan Qing both looked a little livid, especially Yan Qing, who knew the divine blood very well, with a worried look in her eyes.
Divine blood, this is equivalent to the blood of a god, its power cannot be underestimated.
If it weren't for this young man only having the second level of Mortal Saint cultivation, a drop of divine blood would be enough to truly shatter the world.
"Qing'er, don't worry."
Xueyan on the side comforted her with a mysterious smile.
"Um."
Her words seemed to have magic power, which made Yan Qing feel much more at ease for a moment.
She knows this best friend's abilities very well.
"Tremble under my divine power."
Seeing Feng Hao being forced back by the divine power, the young man became even more arrogant, shouting and chanting ancient spells to activate the divine power contained in the divine blood. Suddenly, the entire arena was almost flooded by bright light. .
Once the divine blood comes out, no one in the world can compete with it.
"kill."
The divine power was approaching, Feng Hao stretched out his hand, and a huge black sword was condensed and appeared in his palm. He slashed it out to resist the approaching divine power.
"Chichi..."
Between the two sides, there was a harsh sound of breaking through the air, and the space was constantly shattered. During this period, a violent wind howled and swept through.
"Um."
Seeing that Feng Hao was able to resist the power of God, a flash of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes, and then he replaced it with fierceness, "I don't believe it."
He is confident that, in addition to the few supreme physiques, his divine blood is absolutely invincible at the same level and can crush all enemies on his behalf.
This is absolutely powerful coercion, and all means are feeble and have no effect at all.
Feng Hao, however, once again relied on his fighting spirit to resist.
This makes people not panic and makes them not panic.
"Buzz..."
As he recited the incantation, the dazzling divine seals in four directions swayed, and streams of divine power as substantial as water curtains rippled out, shattering the space and pressing towards Feng Hao.
"Boom."
It was like nine heavens and ten earths. The Ten Thousand Great Mountains pressed down and directly submerged Feng Hao under this powerful divine power. The bright light filled the entire arena space, leaving no trace behind.
"Haha,...a body with eight orifices is just mediocre."
Wild laughter came from the bright arena, with infinite joy.
"Is he dead?"
From far and near, everyone's eyes showed shock.
No one could have imagined that the Eight Aperture Body, which had previously exerted great power in Xuanmingtian and overwhelmed the members of the Immortal Organization, would die in the blink of an eye under the power of the Nandou Divine Body.
Things are unpredictable.
The Nandou Divine Body is definitely a divine body that is also famous in Baizu Continent. Therefore, it is not too unfair for the Eight Aperture Body to lose to him.
However, if this eight-aperture body dies, the Human Emperor's Palace will be in trouble again.
Moreover, Nandou Mansion's Nandou Divine Body crushed and killed the Eight Orifices body, which will make Nandou Mansion even more prestigious. It is not impossible to replace the Human Emperor Mansion.
For a time, many people seemed to understand something.
It seems that the target of the Nan Dou Divine Body from the beginning was this person with eight orifices, so it deliberately missed and aroused Feng Hao's anger, and then used the power of the divine blood to kill him and establish his prestige in the world.
Killing two birds with one stone.
"He's not dead."
After a while, some sharp-eyed people saw a figure in the bright light.
The clothes on his body were torn, and a golden halo emerged around him. His eyes were red, without any color, filled with destruction and violence. He was like a mad god, with a fierce aura. , has become a substance, spurting out, supporting a space of its own.
In that kind of life-and-death situation, he finally understood the Dao pattern of the fighting spirit, which allowed his fighting spirit to exert the power of the holy level and resist the divine power.
Faith is immortal and fighting spirit remains forever.
This is an extremely special kind of power. The higher your heart is, the greater the power it can exert.
"Break it open for me."
In a flash of his hand, he held a giant sword and swung it down directly, breaking the bright light curtain in half as if it was the beginning of the world.
"Nandou Divine Body is just mediocre."
Looking at the almost dumbfounded young man not far away, Feng Hao curved the corner of his mouth with a sinister arc and spat out something very indifferent.
"This is impossible, does he also have divine power?"
At the scene, many people were surprised that Feng Hao was able to defeat Nan Dou Shenwei, and they began to doubt Feng Hao's physical fitness.
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