After saying that, the aura exploded instantly, and the flaming figure disappeared again without giving Feng Hao any time to prepare, and appeared on Feng Hao's left side the next moment.
"Go away."
Feng Hao's current state can be said to be full of concentration. He had noticed it when the flaming figure first appeared, and without further ado, Qilin's killing fist was launched directly.
This punch is not comparable to the previous one that broke open the giant purple palm. It can be said that although this punch was thrown hastily, it is several times or even dozens of times more powerful than before.
Because this was Feng Hao's all-out attack. Before it was completely blasted, the surrounding area had already turned into a vacuum and made an explosion.
"boom……"
Almost instantly, a blood-gold fist seal with turbulent momentum hit the flaming figure instantly, directly blasting it into countless flames scattered around.
How could such a powerful flaming figure be defeated by him with just one punch? What's more, it was too weird. He had no intention of avoiding the punch he faced, as if...
"not good."
But the next moment, all the hairs on his body suddenly stood up, and an extremely dangerous feeling suddenly came from behind. The alarm bell sounded, and his body twisted almost instinctively. At the same time, the Kirin Killing Fist concentrated again and blasted behind him.
"Bang……"
"Crack!"
But despite Feng Hao's many reactions, the flaming figure was faster than him. Before he could completely turn around, there was a sound of cracking bones in his back, and then a burst of severe pain spread throughout his body. Before Feng Hao could react,
When I came here, I lost all feeling in my whole back.
"hiss."
With one punch, Feng Hao was knocked several thousand meters away again. Looking at his previous position in the air, he saw a figure covered in flames.
I don't know whether it was the terror that shocked the flaming figure or the severe pain that came from his back. Feng Hao kept sucking in cold air while still in the air, and his whole body was covered in cold sweat. Even if there was a sea of fire, he couldn't feel the slightest warmth.
This was my first time here, even at the first level, and the opponent I encountered was so terrifying. He was already the most invincible among the invincibles at the same level, and was even several times more powerful than Qiongying.
I can't imagine how terrifying it will be next.
At this moment, Feng Hao finally understood why Qingchuan and the others loved and feared the Road to Heaven. If they could not make it, they would be at risk of falling, but if they could make it, there would naturally be great benefits.
It can be said that this is actually a gamble, a gamble on the perception of one's own strength. If you win, you will reach the top, but if you lose, you will turn into dust and be forgotten by history.
But even like this, there are still countless people who will take the gamble, and even the emperor, the prison god and other top figures will come here without hesitation.
This is the desire for strength.
They are like this, what about Feng Hao?
Perhaps Feng Hao's original purpose was just to stop the Hell Heart Sword and the others out of curiosity, but now, being suppressed and beaten by an unknown flaming figure, the anger in his heart suddenly rushed straight to his forehead, and he forcibly stopped the retreating figure, with a steady flow of original power.
Keep pouring out to quickly repair back injuries.
Without saying a word, the endless anger and unyielding in his eyes turned into motivation, and he summoned the Pangu Ax with one move with one hand.
…
Three breaths passed, and apart from the sea of wanton flames around, there was no trace of Pangu's ax anywhere.
"How come?"
Feng Hao was confused, because he could sense the small world, but he couldn't sense the little balls and the others in the small world. In addition to the continuous flow of the original power, there was no life breath in it.
It's like an empty shell with nothing inside, only the original power that supports the movement of the world.
"Are there even restrictions on external force?"
For a moment of shock, Feng Hao's expression was extremely solemn, his eyes fixed on the flaming figure, and his brain was working rapidly.
Since you can't rely on external force, you can only rely on your own strength to defeat it, and it is impossible to defeat him head-on.
Not to mention that the speed can't keep up, but the attacks are incomparably terrifying. Maybe, after a few moves, Feng Hao will be completely cold. Even if he recovers his original power, he can't keep up with the speed of the injury.
"We just have to outsmart him."
After concentrating for a moment, Feng Hao watched the flaming figure disappear again. He endured the severe pain in his back, stepped hard on his feet, and rushed directly into the sky.
"Bang!"
But before he could reach a hundred meters, the flaming figure had already appeared above his head. Without any time to react, he directly punched Feng Hao down.
Fortunately, Feng Hao was well prepared and protected his head with both hands. Otherwise, his head would not have been damaged by this blow, and he would have suffered a concussion.
But the severe pain that came from his arms made Feng Hao's face distorted. In addition, he was falling very fast, and he was about to fall into the endless sea of flames.
Although Feng Hao was careful, he was not arrogant enough to remain unharmed in this terrifying sea of flames. He gritted his teeth, slowly bent his legs, and then with the help of the resistance of the void, he suddenly bounced up. His speed was even faster than before.
Several times higher.
At the same time, the Qilin Killing Fist was concentrated again, looking directly at the flaming figure, and with an overwhelming momentum, it blasted directly towards the flaming figure.
"boom……"
There was a loud noise. I don't know whether it was because the flaming figure failed to react in time or was frightened by Feng Hao's sudden move. He was stunned on the spot and let Feng Hao directly bombard him. Countless flames suddenly overflowed. This time it was real.
The flaming figure was scattered, and it was no longer the afterimage from before.
Seeing this, Feng Hao's twisted face couldn't help but reveal a smile. It appeared for a moment, but immediately turned into a look of pain.
Just now, he forcibly stopped the inertia of his fall and punched out at the same time. It seemed very simple, but in fact, Feng Hao was not having an easy time. The collision of the two forces caused his body to tumble, making him extremely uncomfortable, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
"Finally solved."
Seeing the flames spreading all over the sky, Feng Hao felt relieved, and the injuries on his body seemed to disappear, and he was about to collapse in the air.
But the next moment, two pillars of fire appeared in front of him, and then two flaming figures appeared, exactly the same as before, even the breath was the same.
"Your uncle, you are still here."
Feng Hao almost collapsed. He promised to defeat 'it' and get out of this world, but now it's just a joke to attack them.
But the two flaming figures ignored Feng Hao's complaints and made no sound. They only had extremely sharp fists, and they attacked from both sides without giving them any time to react.
"I can't beat your uncle, but I can't run away either?"
Seeing the momentum, Feng Hao roared angrily and exploded with breath, causing the flaming figure to pause. He then greased his legs and ran back quickly.
One of them almost lost half his life, but now that there were two of them, Feng Hao didn't dare to confront him head-on, otherwise he would definitely be the one to suffer.
The so-called thirty-six strategies are the best policy. If a man is flexible and flexible, it is not too late to find opportunities to solve them.
Feng Hao comforted himself mentally while running.
It's just that he himself was seriously injured, and his speed was no match for the flaming figure. No, he was blocked before he could run a thousand meters away.
At the same time, there were two others with extremely hot fists. At every turn, waves of fire rolled and their momentum soared into the sky.