Martial Inverse

Chapter 1334 Purgatory Town God

In the arena, the two were still in a tentative confrontation, and neither of them tried their best. However, it seems that Leng Heng has the upper hand, and he has always been the main attacker, while Feng Hao can only passively defend and resist. , the situation is very clear.

Feng Hao is indeed much weaker than Leng Heng.

However, there was no sound of ridicule at this time, and the expressions of the people including Jiuyou Mansion became more serious.

"He... doesn't seem to be an ordinary Lightning Body..."

Looking at the black light that burst out when Feng Hao's fists and feet intersected, under the ring, Leng Huan and the others narrowed their eyes, and there was a cold light in their pupils, as if they wanted to detect the essence of this energy.

This is definitely not the power that the body of Lei Ji can have. If Feng Hao is really just an ordinary body of Lei Ji, let alone one level away, even at the same level, he would have already been defeated. right.

At this time, although Feng Hao was forced to retreat again and again, his momentum did not weaken in the slightest. On the contrary, he was able to counterattack occasionally. It seemed that he did not panic and was calm.

Faintly, a bad premonition appeared in Leng Huan's heart, and this premonition came from this kind of energy that he could not penetrate the essence.

On the side, the skinny men also stopped shouting, their faces were full of surprise, and deep in their eyes, there was a deep astonishment.

They who had fought with Leng Heng couldn't be more clear about Leng Heng's strength. Under such an offensive, they asked themselves that they couldn't do this step.

There are not many people with dumb eyes here, so some people who bet on Leng Heng have unnatural expressions on their faces.

However, it's too late to regret it now, they can only pray that Leng Heng can win, otherwise, the huge amount of credits will be in vain.

...

One person, full of icy breath, with a heavy cold glow, if it is a demon god who came out of the Nine Nether Purgatory, his breath is so cold that it can freeze a person's soul.

One person, full of fighting spirit, surrounded by a golden halo, moves his hands and gestures with the momentum of opening up the world, really like an ancient god, with an aura that splits the sky.

In the myths and legends, there is such an ancient god. At that time, the world was not opened. He was the first god derived from the world. After the creation of the world, he went to the realm of eternal life, and there was no news about him again.

According to the legend, he has become a fairy, and has become an immortal existence...

"The second level of Fansheng is really extraordinary. The source energy has increased by at least ten times."

Feeling the strength of each punch, Feng Hao also had an idea in his heart. Immediately, a flash of cold electricity flashed in his eyes, and then, on his originally black fist, there was a trace of Silver-white lightning flashes.

Ten times, it was still within his tolerance.

Although at present he can only use a layer of power of vain force, but he still has the energy of heaven's punishment, which is enough for the Nine Nether Divine Body, which is a level higher.

"Boom."

The two fists struck together again. Suddenly, in the middle of the collision, the space shattered like glass. The darkness inside made people tremble. open.

"Dengdengdeng..."

Under the stunned gazes of the crowd, this time, Leng Heng actually took five or six strides backwards, his face was full of astonishment, and his arms were still trembling.

"what happened."

Under the arena, most of the people who saw this scene showed puzzled eyes.

From their point of view, this punch is no different at all, and in terms of power, it has not increased.

These, they can all be sure.

After all, compared to their realm, Feng Hao and Leng Heng's cultivation base, they can completely calculate it accurately.

However, why was Leng Heng repelled without the slightest increase in power?

The look on Leng Heng's face and the trembling arms were telling them that he was seriously injured in that collision.

"Is that all?"

Under Leng Heng's shocked gaze, Feng Hao spoke lightly, and his words were full of indifference.

"What's the meaning."

Leng Heng's eyes froze.

"too weak."

A flash of cold electricity flashed in Feng Hao's eyes, he stomped his feet, his body was like lightning, and with a destructive aura, he directly forced towards him. On his black fist, there were lines The silver snake is flickering.

After finding out the details, he will start to fight back.

"Bastard."

Such contemptuous words caused Leng Heng's heart to surge with rage, and a bone-piercing aura erupted violently. The entire ring space was like a cold purgatory. The ground was drawn in a circle, and a blunt incantation was spit out from the mouth, "Nine Nether Purgatory Formation."

"Om,..."

As his words fell, a mysterious formation formed under his feet, enveloping him, and a Daoist cold light flickered through the formation, and suddenly, his aura was violent. increase.

"Do you think you can defeat me with your weird tricks?"

There was a coldness in Leng Heng's eyes, he scolded in a cold voice, and the space around him was shattering like glass between his gestures, it seemed that this space could no longer bear his existence at all, making him really like someone from nine The gods of the secluded purgatory are unparalleled in power and shock people's hearts.

"As expected of the Nine Nether Divine Physique."

Seeing this scene, no matter if they were from Jiuyou Mansion or Human Emperor's Mansion, they couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

If this person grows up, how many people present dare to say that they can suppress him.

"Heaven-shattering."

Feng Hao's power remained undiminished, he flipped his hand, and a pitch-black giant sword was condensed in his hand. On the edge of the giant sword, there were silver-white arcs flickering. Imposing, holding the huge sword, he slashed down towards Leng Heng directly, his strikes were clean and neat, if he was opening up the world, a crack would be cut in the space where the huge sword was directed, the momentum was amazing.

"Purgatory Town God."

Leng Heng remained still, chanting a mantra in his mouth, forming strange handprints with his hands, and in his originally cold eyes, two purgatory emerged.

"Rumble..."

Following his words, one side is about two or three meters long and wide. If it is a real purgatory-like space, it is condensed in front of him, full of cold and bitter atmosphere, suppressing everything, and the surrounding space is full of directly shattered,