Martial Inverse

Chapter 1130 Tiger Running Fist

More than five hours have passed, and there is still no movement in the large formation. It is as if the last person has lost the news and has disappeared without a trace. This makes Qiong Ling'er and the three daughters anxious. There is no joy in passing the test, and there is only worry in their hearts. , even Longyueguan didn't care, his eyes were locked on the floating formation, looking forward to seeing that familiar figure.

"There is one more person, who is it?"

People were discussing and guessing that this person who was even crazier than Longyueguan would be the child of which extraordinary force secretly cultivated.

They glanced at the faces of the representatives of the extraordinary forces, but found that the faces of these representatives were all with a strange look, with surprise and emotion.

They knew who the last person who had not come out was, and from the beginning, they had noticed Feng Hao, because of this person, they had to pay attention.

Although Feng Hao's displayed strength has never been tyrannical enough, on the contrary, he is very weak. However, Feng Hao's ability to tame the monster in the source realm makes them have to doubt whether Feng Hao has hidden his own trump card.

This possibility is very small, very slim, but no one can be absolutely certain.

Because, with the strength he showed, it was absolutely impossible to tame that monster.

And this time, they all saw Feng Hao pass the first test and entered the big formation. In the crowd who just failed to leave, they did not find any trace of Feng Hao, and there were Qiong Ling'er and three daughters at this time. The worried look made them conclude that the last person was Feng Hao.

They were very reluctant to accept this fact, but they knew that either something had happened to Feng Hao, or he would still insist on the third round of assessment at this time.

This kind of strength shocked them, and they couldn't help but look forward to it...because, there will be another big competition in the future.

The old man at the entrance of the main hall glanced around the scene lightly, and the whole scene became quiet. Although the eyes were very dull, there seemed to be a faint majesty, which made them not dare to be presumptuous.

But after scanning a circle, the old man's eyes were once again placed on the big formation. His deep eyes were able to penetrate everything and see everything that happened in the big formation.

...

In the barren world, the thunder was rolling, the sky and the earth were roaring, the whole space was shaking, the ground was in a mess, just like a big earthquake, it collapsed everywhere, and the wide cracks spread randomly without rules.

The originally intact earth was devastated.

"Bang tom."

With a sound like a dull thunder, a golden figure was blasted out like a cannonball, smashed into the depths of the ground, and disappeared.

"Boom."

It was only half a second, and the ground exploded directly, and the golden figure rushed out from the ground like a mad god. His body was covered with golden blood, and there were scars all over his body, even the bones in his chest were smashed. It collapsed in several places, but there was not a trace of pain on his face. His eyes were bright, his aura was soaring, and his arrogant fighting intent was like the wind and clouds, and there were violent waves all around him. The gust of wind, like a sharp blade, scraped the ground layer by layer.

He can't see anything else at the moment, everything is fighting against instinct, and there is only one thought in his mind at this moment, that is to defeat the figure in front of him.

In the past five hours, Feng Hao didn't know how many times he was knocked out. However, with this idea, he still persisted tenaciously, waiting for the arrival of that realm of forgetfulness.

Only by letting Zhantian Jue achieve self-operation will the fighting spirit break through. Feng Hao is very clear about this. Therefore, it can also be said that although he is very tragic at this time, in fact, this figure has not really threatened. He couldn't make him feel the pressure, so he couldn't get into that state for a long time.

This made him quite depressed.

The tyranny of the supreme body, this time he fully realized that under the bombardment of Peak himself, even if he persisted for five hours, he could not cause fatal damage.

However, at this moment, after he rushed out from the ground, he felt faintly that he had reached the edge of forgetting God, so a mad war started.

The four tiger movements and the Thunder Fist are almost linked together, as if he is using one martial skill. Every punch can destroy the sky and the earth, with a crazy momentum, smashing towards the silhouette in the distance.

"Boom,..."

Two fists of the same size slammed together violently, and a deafening roar broke out, and the space was shaken up and down, just like a stormy sea.

"Shh."

In an instant, a figure was smashed and flew out from the inside, directly submerging under the ground without a trace.

"Um."

Although Feng Hao was also tumbled by the shocking qi and blood, he just swayed and paused in mid-air, and suddenly there was a flash of clarity in his originally arrogant eyes.

"That feeling just now was..."

Feng Hao murmured, and actually woke up from the state of being about to enter the state of forgetfulness, so as to recall the feeling of exerting force just now.

This time is different from before. Although he has always been used to using the tiger-moving four-stance to use the Lei Quan to increase his power, the two faint martial arts have not been able to be completely integrated and integrated, but just now , he felt that the kind of coherent pleasure, the power condensed by the four tiger movements, and the rushing thunder fist, completely integrated into one, and exploded out, so that the figure that represented his peak was knocked into the air. out.

"boom."

But in a daze, a figure rushed out from the ground at high speed, and he was knocked out again with one punch.

"hiss,……"

Looking at the almost collapsed left shoulder, Feng Hao took a breath, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

"Tiger Ben Fist."

Once again, he found the feeling of being in one go. Feng Hao raised his fist, just like an ancient beast, his body was filled with a strong violent aura, and he rushed forward with an insatiable madness.

The next situation is one-sided, Feng Hao fights incomparably smooth, and the power of the fusion of Tiger Movement Four Styles and Ben Lei Fist makes him surpass his previous peak, and there is no chance for the figure to fight back. , it was only ten minutes, and it was directly beheaded on the spot and shattered into nothingness.