The last miserable howl of the Drought Demon was heard, and the crowd outside seemed to be petrified and remained silent for a long time.{}
died!
Everyone knew clearly that from the time the Drought Demon roared to its death, it was only half a breath of time. As the king of fire, it had already died in the hands of the unknown strong man.
It only took half a moment, at least Han Ba, who was at the peak of Wu Zong, fell like that!
Everyone couldn't help but be in awe, but a small number of people's eyes flickered, and from time to time one or two people rushed into the Flame Mountain.
The man in black robe was covered with a layer of gleaming light. When the raging flames around him rushed towards him, they were directly isolated by that layer of gleaming light. The man in black robe walked very slowly.
His steps seemed to be a bit staggering, as he stumbled around in the sea of flames.
"Could it be that...he was seriously injured during the fight with the Drought Demon?"
The eyes of several martial arts experts who broke into the sea of fire flickered even more when they saw this scene.
"The aura...it's just that the great martial artist seems to have been seriously injured!"
Pairs of sparkling eyes swept over the black-robed man, all showing good intentions.
"Damn it!"
Seeing these people gathered around, Feng Hao cursed secretly and stopped. He felt cruel in his heart. He turned his palm over and took out a piece of Wu Jing. Pure energy poured into it, and his dry Wu Yuan vortex struck again.
As he moved, a cold breath burst out from his body.
"snort!"
There were seven or eight people coming, and he definitely couldn't handle it on his own, so Feng Hao chose to intimidate!
He snorted coldly and stamped his feet fiercely on the ground surrounded by flames. With this huge force, his body moved rapidly, his palms raised, and he rushed straight towards the martial spirit at the front.
"Thunder Slash!"
The attack was the strongest blow. The "Essence" elixir, which was about to reach breakthrough level, swayed, its power doubled, and condensed in the palm of the hand, it was like a fierce lightning, crossing everyone's sight.
"Tsk!"
In the sea of fire, the martial spirit's strength was greatly reduced. Seeing Feng Hao coming, he became even more panicked. Lightning struck, and he had no ability to resist. He was cut in half directly, and blood burst out.
Wu Yuanhu's body was immediately engulfed by the flames and burned to ashes, leaving nothing behind.
"hiss..."
When the people around him saw that Feng Hao was still so fierce, they immediately took a few steps back and looked at him in fear. No one dared to step forward again.
"court death!"
The hoarse voice came out from under the black robe, and it looked extremely cold, like the wind from hell blowing through the hearts of several people.
They did not dare to stop him anymore and looked at the man in black robes in fear. He slowly walked out of the sea of fire step by step. Until he disappeared, they slowly walked towards the outside world.
"terrible!"
The fierce lightning just now was deeply imprinted on their souls, leaving them unable to resist. They believed that it was absolutely impossible for any of them to resist.
Outside the Flame Mountain, there was a sea of people. It was originally a noisy scene, but because of a black-robed figure walking out of the sea of fire, it slowly became quiet.
He raised his head and glanced around. Feng Hao didn't say anything, but walked slowly in one direction.
The crowd immediately moved out of the way because of his arrival. Although there were many doubts in their hearts, no one dared to step forward to stop him. It was not until he walked through a canyon that people started talking loudly.
"The realm of a great martial artist!"
Several people were discussing, their eyes flickering.
"He must have been severely injured, and he won't be able to recover for a while!"
"This is an opportunity. If you sell a piece of exotic crystal, you won't have to worry about it for a few lifetimes!"
There were many people with this idea in the crowd, and everyone was slowly walking towards the canyon.
"Whoa!"
A black robe suddenly appeared, standing on the high ground of the canyon, with a pair of cold eyes looking at the crowd gathered below without any emotion.
"Who are you?"
A strong man at the peak of martial arts bravely asked.
"snort!"
A cold and disdainful snort came from under the black robe, and a black mist flashed in those cold eyes. He casually raised his arm and pointed at the martial arts expert who was asking.
"Chi!..."
A jet-black beam of light burst out from under his sleeve and hit the martial arts expert.
"ah!!!"
The man screamed and clawed at his chest frantically, and pieces of blood and flesh were torn off by him.
In just a blink of an eye, that bit of black light spread all over his body. The muscles on his body began to rot piece by piece, and the stench spread out. The pieces of rotten flesh, carrying rich blood, fell off piece by piece.
After falling to the ground, not long after, his whole body was corroded into a pool of black blood.
"Poison Master!"
Several of his companions who originally wanted to step forward for revenge all took a few steps back because of this bloody scene. Suddenly, the crowd screamed, and pairs of frightened eyes looked at the figure in black robes.
Poison masters, whether they are high-level poison masters or low-level poison masters, are formidable existences. Becoming a poison master is actually more difficult than a pharmacist. To become a real poison master, they have to suffer.
It is even more unimaginable to ordinary people.
And precisely because of these tribulations, poison masters all have very weird temperaments, are prone to anger, and will kill people when angry. They are the most troublesome type on the continent.
If there is no "Medicine" Master, then the Poison Master will be the ruler of the continent!
"Those who dare to cross the line will die!"
A voice as hoarse as frost came from under the black robe. Everyone could see the two dim lights passing under the black robe, and everyone trembled when they heard the word "death".
After leaving these words, the man in black robe disappeared like a ghost again. Although he had left, no one dared to take a step forward. Even many years later, no one dared to pass by the place where the man in black robe stood.
.
The Poison Master's intimidating power is so tyrannical!
...
Because he was afraid of being followed, Feng Hao also used all his strength, flashing and disappearing, and quickly swept into the distance. After a long time, he looked back and saw no one following him, so he slowed down, frowned, and then
It flashed towards the place where Qingwu was.
"Did you get the alien crystal?"
Seeing Feng Hao taking off his black robe, Qing Wu's charming face showed deep shock.
She really couldn't figure out how this young man who was a great martial artist could do it. She could also ward off fire, but the pain of burning her body was unimaginable. From this, she could imagine
It shows the endurance and mental capacity of this young man.
As for how she killed Han Bao, she didn't want to ask, but she vaguely guessed that this young man must have received an immortal inheritance and a secret skill that defied the heavens! Otherwise, there was no way he could be Han Bao's opponent.
"Um."
Feng Hao smiled and nodded.
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