Chapter 1385 The Last Battle

“In that case, let’s proceed to the finals immediately and let the two of you take the stage!”

The old man with the white hair and boyish face took a deep look at Samsara and glanced at Killer After that, the person in charge of the Divine Palace spoke loudly again, announcing the start of the final finals of the newly promoted competition!

"Feng Boy!"

When Feng Hao was about to go on stage, Long Yueguan shouted at the side, and he rushed over to avoid Long Yueguan in his stunned eyes. Yue Guan hugged him and looked at him angrily.

"Feng Boy, you must win the championship. My old dragon's wealth and life are all in your hands. If you lose, then my old dragon's life will be meaningless. I will lose my life. You can die here!"

Long Yueguan's eyes were full of tears and he was choking as he spoke, but those tears couldn't fall down no matter what, and the tear stains on his face were also a bit traceless and messy. of.

"Uncle is so stinky, he still plays with saliva at such an old age..."

Xiao Qingmeng, who was hugged by Liu Canyan, shaved her face and revealed the truth, Seeing Long Yueguan's funny appearance, many people laughed, but they all didn't understand why he was like this.

Logically speaking, if Feng Hao cannot win the championship, what does it have to do with him?

"I'll try my best!"

Feng Hao glared at him helplessly, cast a comforting look at Qiong Ling'er and the other girls, and then stood up. Shape, floating onto the ring.

When both of them were on the ring, the noise in the audience gradually fell silent, and only the whistling sound of the wind was heard around them.

"We said goodbye to the ancient tomb, and I didn't expect to see Brother Yiying here."

Feng Hao did not show any hostility. On the contrary, he was as if he was with his friends. He spoke in a casual manner.

The residual image at that time was strange and powerful. It was said that it had defeated many Saint Child-level missions. It also left a very deep impression on Feng Hao at that time. However, the residual image at that time was The shadow should be in a state of self-sealing, and is not as powerful as it is now.

Until now, Feng Hao actually still doesn’t understand what Afterimage did at that time.

With his power, why would he provoke those Holy Sons?

On the Tianwu Continent, the Saint Son-level figures are absolutely powerful, and they are definitely the strongest among the younger generation.

However, you can’t get into the eyes of this person with the divine body of Shura, right?

Unable to find the answer, Feng Hao could only attribute it to this weird person.

Also becauseIn the competition between him and Yan Qing just now, he had room to hold his own, but in the end he did not take advantage of the opportunity to kill him. Therefore, Feng Hao also had some favorable impressions of him.

The people of Shura Mansion are lurking beasts. They are powerful but low-key. When necessary, they will deliver a fatal blow to the enemy!

This metaphor is very appropriate!

"Yeah!"

Afterimage nodded slightly, his voice was a little hoarse. It was obvious that he didn't talk much at ordinary times and his personality was somewhat withdrawn.

He was also surprised. He didn’t expect that Feng Hao, who was so cowardly at the time and couldn’t stand up to him, could stand with him in today’s arena!

"I'm going to offend you later, Brother Chanying, please don't show me outside!"

After Feng Hao smiled slightly, his eyes also condensed, and his originally dark pupils, Slowly, it turned into a red color.

Suddenly, the aura on his body changed from dull to violent, and his arrogant fighting spirit made him look like a fierce god from ancient times.

The afterimage didn’t say much, a pair of eyes that looked like a blood prison shone with a crystal-like luster, and a head of red hair spread behind him, filled with evil aura and frightening people. , the surrounding sky was dyed red, like blood, and he looked like a hellish Shura against the backdrop.

"Ha!"

Feng Hao shouted loudly and stamped his foot. The space shattered like glass, and the person turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the afterimage. Go, with a momentum like rolling thunder, he raised his fist with a silver-white electric arc and smashed it down. Along the way, he wiped away a terrifying black trace.

"Heavenly Demon Fist!"

A flash of crystal red light flashed in Afterimage's eyes, and he raised his fist, with blood energy burning like a flame, directly He fought hard.

　"Boom!..."

The two fists collided violently, making a deafening sound. The wind roared, and the huge force burst out. Feng Hao He was directly rushed away by nearly two meters, and the afterimage only staggered and took half a step back!

The half-step back was due to the fact that the energy of the Heavenly Punishment was included, which made Afterimage unexpectedly suffer a small loss.

"Strange, why is Xuwu not restless?"

Sensing the unusual blood energy, such a thought flashed through Feng Hao's mind, and even if it happened again He raised his fist and charged forward, like a ferocious beast, attacking his prey.

This matter made him really confused as to why he would become agitated when meeting Leng Yusen Xuwu.

If you are restless, maybe you still have a good chance of winning this game.

"It's over, it's over, Feng Boy is no match for that guy. It's over now, there's no way to save him..."

I saw him in the ring, being beaten by the afterimage. Feng Hao kept retreating, and Long Yueguan sat down on the ground under the high platform, murmuring silently, with a look of horror in his pupils, and his body was covered with goosebumps, cold and cold. , and shuddered.

No one understands, and no one pays attention to him at this time. However, the only ones who can understand him are Qiong Ling'er and others.

"Boom!"

In the sound of explosion, Feng Hao was directly thrown away, and the afterimage also took five or six big steps back.

"So strong, indeed, he is even stronger than the Supreme Pluto Body!"

There was a strange expression of calmness and prudence in his eyes.

"Breaking the Sky!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Feng Hao used the power of virtual force, the power of fighting spirit, and the energy of heaven's punishment to condense into a stick of jet black The giant sword suddenly struck with a sharp breath, and the space was pierced.

"Shura Destroys the World!"

Afterimage turned his hand over, and a red long sword also condensed on his palm, mixed with blazing heat. The aura of coldness and coldness is breathtaking.

"Huan Kong Tian Xing Shu!"

However, Feng Hao did not confront him head-on. He moved his feet and disappeared directly into the ring. Like a ray of breeze, disappear without a trace.

　“What’s going on?”

Many people were stunned, not understanding what happened, and their eyes were filled with confusion.

It’s puzzling for a living person to disappear so strangely!

“Could it be that he also has the secret technique of concealment?”

Some people were suspicious and raised their own questions.

After all, the concealment technique of reincarnation is so complete, disappearing completely, leaving no breath behind.

As for the afterimage, it was just a little startled, and then it became more vigilant, with a layer of bright red armor directly covering its body.