Martial Inverse

Chapter 1842 Mental Attack

Longevity, this kind of temptation is irresistible, even the mysterious forces behind the Spring Wind Pavilion are exposed to the world for this spirit pearl that can make people live forever.

It is enough to see the weight of longevity in the hearts of the world.

At this moment, the two people in the arena stopped talking nonsense to each other, and the atmosphere gradually became tense.

Feng Hao and Chun Jun stood opposite each other, the smiles on their faces had already froze, and they both looked cautious, not daring to underestimate each other.

"Battle Heaven Art!"

With a thought, the will to fight was born from the heart. Immediately, Feng Hao's aura changed from the original flatness to an incomparably fierce one, as if it were a peerless sword that opened the front, standing there, making many People dare not look up, they are afraid from the heart.

On the other side, Chun Jun unfolded the folding fan in his hand, and fanning it slowly, a wave of spring slowly spread, gradually covering the entire arena area.

This is like pouring a pool of water into the arena, and Chun Jun himself is a fish swimming in this water, truly like a fish in water.

On the contrary, these spring-like spring breezes are squeezing Feng Hao like a vast sea, like a mountain, giving him a huge pressure.

"break!"

Feng Hao's eyes froze, and a stronger fighting spirit burst out of his body, directly tearing apart the boundless spring spirit around him.

"boom!"

Stamping his foot on the ground, Feng Hao rose up from the ground, like a fierce tiger, pounced on Chun Jun opposite him, his fists had already surged with force like the waves of the vast sea, shaking The surrounding space is bursting out with bursts of dull sonic booms, which are very frightening.

"Well done!"

Chun Jun yelled lightly, grabbed his wrist, put away the folding fan, and pointed directly at Feng Hao's fist.

"clang!……"

The two collided violently, and immediately there was a sound like metal intermingling, followed by bursts of muffled sounds, like the beating of a heavy drum, and sonic booms continued in the space.

"Ah!"

Feng Hao let out a deep sigh,

All the nine levels of strength condensed in his hand exploded, impacting on the folding fan that seemed to be made of ice, giving him a bone-piercing pain.

"Boom!..."

A huge energy sweep burst out of it, causing Chunjun's expression to change, and the hand holding the folding fan visibly trembled, and just when he was about to be blasted out by the energy tide, he turned his backhand and threw The folding fan hit Feng Hao's fist, causing Feng Hao to back up as if being electrocuted, and there were obvious blue marks on his fist.

The first time they fought, between the calcium carbide sparks, the two were evenly matched, and they didn't take advantage of it.

Feng Hao's dark energy made Chun Jun suffer, but that blow of the folding fan also made Feng Hao quite uncomfortable. If it wasn't for his strong physique, that blow might have smashed his fist.

However, Chun Jun was also quite surprised.

In his opinion, although Feng Hao cannot be crippled by this blow, it is certain that at least one fist will be crippled, but who knows, it didn't even scratch the skin.

This directly raised Feng Hao's position in his heart to a higher level.

"He...is different..."

Looking through the records of the previous Void Martial Lords in his mind, Chun Jun's eyes became more serious, scanning Feng Hao, as if he wanted to find something.

And those people in the audience who were still mocking Feng Hao in their hearts looked at this scene with a little dumbfounded at this moment.

Chun Jun has played more than a dozen times on stage, and no one can do it except Tianyan Shengzi who can force him back.

As for Feng Hao, he has undoubtedly achieved what only the Son of Heaven Eye can do!

"His potential is so high?!"

Looking at Feng Hao, who is the third-level peak of the holy rank, many people are quite disturbed.

Tianyan Shengzi can indeed push back Chunjun, but he is already at the ninth level of the holy rank peak, and forcing back a person who is only at the fifth level does not have much brilliance.

At this time, Feng Hao's performance undoubtedly proved that his potential surpassed the Son of Heaven's Eye!

"No wonder, he was able to make friends with people from Ling Xiaofeng..." Many people were stunned.

However, there are still some who think that this is just a tentative fight and it doesn't explain anything.

...

"That folding fan..."

Feeling the pain from the fist, Feng Hao's eyes locked on the folding fan in Chun Jun's hand.

When the folding fan hit his fist, he felt like a mountain, even a piece of heaven and earth was pouring towards him, almost destroying his sanity, and subconsciously wanted to avoid it, not daring to resist it.

"Spiritual attack!"

A flash of inspiration flashed in Feng Hao's mind, thinking of what Chunfeng Pavilion is good at.

In the Spring Breeze Pavilion, those women basically have the charm technique, Feng Hao has also seen this before. Until now, during Chun Jun's blow, his spirit was shocked, and he remembered it.

If it wasn't for Feng Hao's firm will to fight, then, under this blow, he might be defeated.

Now, Feng Hao knew why so many strong men were defeated by Chun Jun's seemingly powerless fan.

"In the mood of spring, hiding murderous intentions is really a good way!"

Thinking about it, the fighting spirit in Feng Hao's heart surged even more violently. At the same time, the power of nothingness burst out, enveloping him like a gray flame, and a strong aura burst out from his whole body. It was as heavy as a mountain, as vast as an ocean, and the sound of sonic booms continued, as if it could overwhelm the heaven and the earth. The spring that permeated the surroundings was completely wiped away and exhausted, making it impossible to get close to him.

"Shua..."

Chun Jun didn't dare to be negligent, he flipped his palm, the folding fan was opened, and Chun's intentions were revealed, the slight fanning of the folding fan made people feel that the arena had become the world inside his folding fan, a piece of Chunjing, like a paradise, makes people intoxicated.

However, this kind of mental attack did not have much effect on Feng Hao, who had been prepared for a long time. He immediately broke through with a surge of fighting spirit.

"Tiantian Dragon Seal!"

Feng Hao, who has enough confidence, is no longer afraid of revealing his identity. He took out the Dragon Seal of Tuntian in a flip of his hand, and then poured the Void God into the dragon seal without hesitation. Yes, as the pattern on the dragon seal flashed, a gray dragon rose into the sky.

"Aw!..."

The dragon roared to the sky, shaking the entire space, as if unwilling to be imprisoned in this world, and wanted to break through this shackle.

Then, following Feng Hao's thoughts, the gray dragon swayed its thick body, and directly bumped towards Chun Jun in the distance, as if it wanted to crush him.