Chapter 1838: Holy Son of Heavenly Eye

Feng Hao, who was good friends with Le Xin, once had a wonderful night with Chunfeng Pavilion’s most beautiful woman in Dongding City in the Eastern Territory.

This is no secret!

So, when Fatty Wei mentioned it, Feng Hao was hard-pressed to defend himself.

Can he say that nothing happened that night? !

After all, if a normal man is in the same room with a beautiful woman, and nothing happens, it means... there is something wrong with that man!

Therefore, for a while, Feng Hao didn’t know how to interface, so he touched his nose and ignored him.

"Tsk, tsk, is it really that good to be thin? Why are those beautiful girls coming to my door one by one..."

Fatty Wei looked at him with a strange look. Staring at Feng Hao, he looked thoughtful.

"You will know when you lose weight."

Feng Hao rolled his eyes, quite speechless for this guy.

With the status of a great fat man, as long as he ascends to the top and shouts, many beautiful women will throw themselves into his arms, but I have never seen this guy do this. Speaking of it, it is just lip service.

Weirdness!

…

The scene was a little quiet at this time, and everyone’s eyes once again fell on the camp of the top forces.

Since Chunfeng Pavilion needs to rise strongly, if it provokes at this time, ordinary forces will not be directly destroyed by Chunfeng Pavilion?

They can't take that risk. At least, someone needs to test Chunjun's power first before making a decision!

"I'll come and meet you for a while!"

A burly man roared angrily, and when he touched his feet, his whole body floated like a fallen leaf. He rose and landed in the ring.

"The eighth level of the peak of the holy level!"

Someone shouted softly, revealing the cultivation level of this strong man, which immediately caused some people in the distance to exclaim. Voice. After all, this is a state that is difficult for them to achieve in their lifetime, but it has been easily achieved within a thousand years.

"Golden Cicada Divine Armor Technique!"

The strong man did not hesitate, he directly revealed his secret technique at the bottom of the box, and formed it with his handprints , suddenly condensed into a golden carapace around him, covering his entire body.

　“Tornado Strike!”

Then, the strong man turned over his hand and took out a snake-tip spear, and the whole person started to spin rapidly. In the end, a rotating wind was formed. In an instant, the entire space was moved by him, and they were all moving together. Following the rotation, with this kind of momentum that could destroy everything, he directly bumped into Chunjun, who still had a smile on his face.

“Good defense, good attack, good holy weapon.”

Chunjun’s expression did not change at all in the midst of the storm. On the contrary, there was a The smile seemed to be commenting on the strength of the strong man's blow.

It wasn’t until the strong man’s attack was about to come that Chunjun took out a folding fan, and then, with a seemingly gentle wave, he directly touched the tip of the snake-pointed spear. ……

“Bang…”

Almost instantly, the strong man’s whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and streaks spread out on the layer of divine armor on his body. There were cracks like a spider web, and then exploded directly. He flew back at twice the speed, like a cannonball, and hit the barrier of the ring heavily. He opened his mouth and vomited blood, even holding a spear. It was unstable and fell to the ground, and the whole person became a little sluggish.

With just one blow, this strong man with the eighth level of the pinnacle of the Holy Order was defeated miserably!

Moreover, from the beginning to the end, Chunjun didn't even move even half a step. He just stood there and struck out seemingly casually, which was the victory.

After seeing that the strong man had no strength to fight anymore, unexpectedly, Chunjun did not pursue the victory, but still stood there with a smile on his face, and did not want to kill him. the meaning of.

This is undoubtedly a stark contrast to the previous bloodthirsty Black King.

"The fifth level of the peak of the holy level..."

Jiang Feng on the side said Chun Jun's state, which made Feng Hao flash a strange look in his eyes. color.

His talent is not bad, but his starting point is too low, and he has no foundation to cultivate... When he was still a martial arts disciple, a proud man like Chunjun might have been far away. After he opened it, it had reached a point that he could not imagine.

Now, with the help of many opportunities, Feng Hao has finally narrowed the distance with these talented people, and has even surpassed them.

"The fifth-level realm can easily kill an eighth-level person. It seems that his true strength is already higher than the eighth level..."

Feng Hao's expression He also slowly became serious, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, "Chunfeng Pavilion must have worked hard to train him."

He had a feeling that this Chunjun would be him. rival!

"It seems that you are in trouble..." Fatty Wei laughed heartlessly, as if he was gloating about his misfortune.

"Haha, it is indeed a bit troublesome."

Feng Hao smiled slightly and did not comment.

After a while, someone went up to the ring and helped the strong man down who was seriously injured and could not even stand up. And within the camp of the top force, there was no scolding.

After all, everyone has the eyes to see that the difference in strength between the two of them is too big. They didn't kill him, which is showing mercy!

"It seems that if a strong man who is not at the ninth level of the Holy Order comes up, he will not be his enemy at all..."

Seeing what Chunjun revealed After gaining strength, many people's faces became heavy.

Then, people continued to come on stage, and there were even people who had reached the ninth level of the peak of the Holy Order. Under Chunjun's folding fan, they were all defeated one by one without exception. Moreover, ten of them had already Several people came on stage, but they didn't even force Chunjun to retreat.

It can be seen that Chunjun’s terrifying strength is simply not on the same level as these people.

However, he only pointed out that although these people were seriously injured, their lives were not in danger, they just happened to lose the ability to fight again.

And this is what shocked everyone the most.

"Go and meet him."

In the Heavenly Eye Holy Land camp, the previous Holy Lord faced a heroic figure next to him, wearing a glazed divine garment, as if he were a young man The godlike man gave an explanation.

This young man is the Holy Son of the Holy Land of the Sky Eye. It is said that he has extraordinary talents, a rare divine body, and also has extraordinary opportunities. He is more than 800 years old, but at this time he has already reached He has reached the ninth level of the Holy Level, and his strength is quite terrifying. If it is a coincidence, he may have the opportunity to take another half step forward.

“Yes!”

Upon hearing this, Holy Son of Heavenly Eyes did not hesitate. After saluting him and Holy Lord of Heavenly Eyes, his figure moved, and an afterimage flashed across his body. Just showing up in the ring.