The puppets he saw retreated, and Feng Hao sighed softly in his heart. After catching up with a few more puppets and killing them, he did not pursue them, but hung there and began to gather momentum.
These puppets are condensed by the blood energy of Shura from the afterimage, and within them, there is his mind. As long as one is killed, his mind will be damaged, and it will definitely be difficult to recover for a while.
Therefore, these puppets he saw were no longer Feng Hao's opponents. Afterimage recalled them all. He didn't want to waste them. If they were killed again, he might not be able to fight anymore.
At this time, his face was also a little pale, his mind was buzzing, his vision was slightly blurred, and the color of the blood prison that enveloped him also dimmed.
"Could it be...that he did this on purpose?"
Looking at Feng Hao in the distance who had almost recovered as before, the afterimage's eyes narrowed slightly.
He had some doubts as to whether this was one of Feng Hao's tactics, to show weakness first and then explode.
Fortunately, he had always been on guard, so the loss was not too great.
"The art of solving the world and the sky."
Feng Hao naturally saw the paleness on his face, but he did not miss this rare opportunity. With a thought, the space within two or three meters around him cracked open with small blades, wrapped by electric arcs, with a An astonishing amount of destructive energy fell towards the afterimage like rain.
"Chichichi..."
The almost endless blades penetrated from all angles, leaving numerous holes in the blood prison that shrouded the afterimage. Some of them even broke through the defense, leaving several dazzling scars on his body.
"He... was actually injured."
The people of Shura Mansion, from the bosses on the high platform to the students below the stage, all had a look of astonishment in their eyes, and they suddenly felt a little thirsty.
This supreme being was wounded.
In this new competition, why Shura Mansion did not test the other two houses is because there is such a strong man in Shura Mansion, and everyone believes that he can easily get the first place.
However, at this time, someone was able to break through his defense and inflict trauma on him, which meant that someone was able to defeat him.
Although they don't want to believe it, the trauma on the afterimage is real and cannot be changed.
"A sea of blood rises and falls."
The severe pain in his body made the afterimage of Jean wake up. He endured the discomfort in his mind and activated his secret skills. A vast sea of blood, like a wave, centered on him and spread in all directions, rolling away. To destroy everything, even if the blade breaks through the blood sea and cuts into the blood prison, it will not last long before it is swallowed up.
This kind of power is frightening. Even if he is severely injured, he is still a fierce tiger that no one dares to underestimate.
"The heaven-turning handprint."
Feng Hao dispersed the giant sword in his hand and condensed the Heaven-turning hand seal. The hand seal was condensed from 20% of the virtual force. It was extraordinary because it was condensed. The surrounding space was shattered. If it were Like broken glass, pieces fell down, revealing a dark flowing space.
"print."
When the sea of blood rolled out, Feng Hao pushed out the big seal. It was like the big hand of an ancient god reaching out, crushing everything, directly breaking through the rolling sea of blood, and heading towards the The remaining images in the Blood Prison rolled away, the space vibrated, and everything along the way was crushed to pieces. The momentum was extremely huge.
"cut."
Afterimage suddenly felt dizzy, but he had no choice but to raise his long sword and slash at the approaching handprint.
"Boom."
The big handprint crashed into the blood prison, and immediately it was like a big stone falling into a lake, with blood splashing everywhere, being crushed away, and crashing into the afterimage.
"clang,……"
The red long sword collided with the huge handprint as big as a mountain, and a clanging sound like metal clashing suddenly erupted. The long sword broke into the big seal half a foot, but was stuck, and the strong wind roared, blowing away the blood. The prison exploded directly, bright red energy like blood droplets splashed everywhere, blooming like flowers, it was very brilliant, the sky was filled with blood mist, the entire arena was submerged, and the space inside was shaken open A series of cracks, broken into pieces.
"burst."
A flash of red flashed in Feng Hao's eyes, and he spat out violent words.
"Boom."
As his words fell, the dark handprint exploded on its own, blooming into a brilliant firework. A violent force burst out like a flood, directly bombarding the unexpected people. The afterimage reached the chest, and he was blown away directly. Blood was scattered in the air.
"The heaven-turning handprint."
Feng Hao did not intend to give him a chance to breathe, because this was also his only chance to win. Suddenly, big hands were condensed and rolled towards the afterimage like mountains.
Seeing this scene, the faces of the people in the Shura Mansion all changed drastically, which was very ugly. Even the person in charge of the Shura Mansion on the high platform looked a little livid.
Who could have expected that Feng Hao would be able to come back from the dead and overwhelm the afterimage.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The big handprints collided with each other and exploded on their own. The violent force violently impacted the afterimage, causing him to vomit blood and keep retreating.
"well,……"
When the person in charge of the Shura Mansion saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh and said in a loud voice, "He admits defeat."
He knew very well that it was almost impossible for an arrogant person like Yi Yi to admit defeat. He would definitely fight to the death... In order not to expose something, he had no choice but to speak.
"call,……"
As soon as these words came out, Feng Hao immediately stopped, and the big handprint that had been rolled out also turned into nothingness.
"Brother Can Ying, accept."
He did not show a smile, but looked cautious, and cupped his hands towards the ashen-faced afterimage, feeling quite embarrassed.
He was really too weak to win, so he definitely couldn't let Afterimage lose willingly.
It can be said that if he hadn't taken advantage of the period when Afterimage was mentally traumatized to pursue the victory, it would have been impossible for him to win.
"Brother Can Ying, please forgive me. I did use some tricks this time. I can't win without force. I hope Brother Can Ying can understand... This time, I really have to get the first place. Otherwise, I would have given up long ago." .”
Feng Hao was also generous and unabashed. At the same time, he also popped out a few rays of medicinal properties and submerged them into the body of the residual image. After a while, the residual image's complexion returned to rosy.
"It was my own carelessness."
Afterimage glanced at Feng Hao with some confusion, without saying anything else, he swept off the stage without stopping, and headed directly towards the Shura Mansion.
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