Martial Inverse

Chapter 1090 Hellfire

A person, such as a demon god, his body is extremely sturdy, more than two meters high, like a giant, his body is burning with black flames, and even the space seems to be burned, showing distorted ripples, shocking people, It's intimidating to fight against.

One person, such as a fierce god, he has an arm covered with red scales, and his body exudes a fierce aura.

"Boom."

The two fists collided together at a high altitude, and a thunder-like sound erupted from it. It swept in all directions and spread to every corner of the city. A strong wind also swept away. There was a barrier, and half of the people in the square were about to be killed on the spot. When this happened, the entire arena was shaken by it, and it almost collapsed.

In a collision, Lang Angxiong's face clearly flashed a touch of pain, and his stamina was stagnant, but Feng Hao's face did not change, and the sound of rolling thunder sounded again in his body.

"not good."

Lang Angxiong didn't have time to think about why Feng Hao was not affected, so he pulled away and wanted to leave.

"what."

And how could Feng Hao miss this opportunity? He stared with round eyes, shouted loudly, rushing with all his strength, as if a mountain torrent opened, surging, and violently erupted from the tip of his fist, rushing to the thunder with ten weights, shocking the sky , hit Lang Ang Xiong's chest.

"asshole."

Lang Ang Xiong saw that he could not dodge, and when he gritted his teeth, black flames ignited on his fist again, and he slammed into it.

"Boom."

The two fists slammed together again, and at the moment of contact, Lang Angxiong's sturdy body was directly blasted out by a huge force, smashed to the ring, the ground trembled, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. , There was horror in the eyes.

"Bang bang bang,..."

Feng Hao was like a maggot in his tarsus. He raised his fist and smashed it, not giving him a chance to breathe. He smashed his fists down one after another. The blood of his fists burst open, and Bai Sensen's bones were exposed. It was painful. He gritted his teeth, but was unable to reflex himself, so he could only resist passively, otherwise, the punch would be even more uncomfortable.

For a time, the situation on the scene became one-sided, Lang Angxiong kept retreating, his fists were stained with blood, almost bursting, the dark flames on his body also dimmed, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, extremely miserable.

On the square, the expressions on the faces of the barbarians who were watching this scene turned petrified, and they were all stunned and speechless.

Who is Lang Ang Xiong?

The ancient barbarians have worked hard, and the monsters cultivated by the endless years have not come to the barbarians once or twice. Every time they let him show off their power before leaving, the barbarians can no longer find anyone to oppose him. Annoyed, but helpless.

But now, this monster was pressed and beaten by a human race, and it was by pure strength.

This made everyone couldn't believe their eyes. If it wasn't for the power of Lang Ang Xiong's every punch, they would all doubt whether Lang Ang Xiong had released water.

The most unexpected thing is that when the first punch, the two were obviously at a stalemate, but Feng Hao gained the upper hand with his strange defense, which is why the current situation was created.

At this time, Feng Hao's displayed strength and defense were incomparably shocking, surpassing their understanding of strength talent and defense talent.

"it is good."

I don't know who started it first, but after this voice came out on the scene, it immediately boiled.

"Good fight, smash him to death."

"A little bit of gravity, hit him on the head, and it'll explode."

"Kill this rebel, devil bastard."

They raised their fists one by one and roared in their mouths.

This breath was held for too long, until they had internal injuries and could no longer hold back any longer. At this time, seeing Lang Angxiong being pressed and beaten in such a way, their hearts were very happy, and even the patriarchs of the five noble clans applauded, haha. laughing out loud.

"How is this possible, who is this person, and why does he possess the order of the beast god?"

The old man of the barbarian clan stood by the ring, his eyes were full of incredible expressions, his eyes were flickering, and he couldn't find any answers to the questions in his mind.

In order to cultivate a monster like Lang Ang Xiong, the Mangu clan had worked hard, and he couldn't understand all of them, but now, this monster, which they thought was invincible, would be defeated at this time. And there is no backhand, how can he accept it.

...

"As expected of a freak."

While waving his fists, Feng Hao's heart was extremely calm.

This Lang Ang Xiong is definitely the strongest person Feng Hao has ever met, even surpassing Chen Hui and Yan Jie. His strength is not only the power talent, but the magic energy from the three-headed dog of hell. The power is extremely terrifying. It is one of the strongest powers he has ever seen. If it is not for the defense of his supreme body, he will definitely not be his opponent, and he will not be able to resist the burning of this dark flame.

At the moment, Feng Hao didn't even despise him in his heart. He punched him one by one without giving him a chance to breathe, and wanted to defeat him in one fell swoop.

"Damn."

Looking at the heavy punches in front of him, Lang Angxiong was full of anger, but it was a miscalculation, which caused the current situation, which made him regret.

Who would have known that this guy could have such a defense.

"boom."

"Crack."

One couldn't dodge, he was hit in the chest, and the sound of bones shattering came out, and his whole body was thrown out, landing in the distance, gushing blood, and seemed to be dying.

His physique is also tyrannical to a terrifying situation. Feng Hao's punch can destroy the mountains, but he can't pierce his chest. Thinking about it, he has magical energy and has tempered his physique like a stone.

"It's not dead."

Feng Hao was also a little stunned and wanted to bully himself up again, but a strong aura suddenly erupted from the fallen Lang Ang Xiong, which made him stop involuntarily, his expression very cautious.

"Chichi,..."

The pitch-black flame burned from Lang Angxiong's body, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a raging fire, rising into the sky, and the ring that had been blessed was also burnt to black. If Feng Hao rushed over just now, he would definitely be extremely embarrassed. , This flame, even if it can't burn him, will lose a layer of skin.

"call,……"

Seeing this scene, the old man on the edge of the ring exhaled as if unburdened, and a glimmer of pride flashed in his eyes.

"Did you think you'd win?"

The gloomy voice came out from the dark flame, like the low voice of the hell devil, making people's heart tremble,