Chapter 1641 The Strong

The appearance of this masked man not only caused silence in the Wuling Clan army, but also caused a brief silence on the human race side.

Who is this person?

The masked man's body fell to the ground like a fallen leaf, less than ten feet away from Feng Hao. He just stared at Feng Hao, and his hoarse voice came out from under the mask.

“It’s really surprising that a humble race has a seventh-level powerhouse.”

There was a strong tone in the voice. With deep disdain, and seemingly not paying attention to Feng Hao at all, the masked man looked around at the highly motivated human army around him, and shook his head in disbelief.

At this time, no matter how stupid he was, he still saw that the masked man was a strong man from the Wuling clan. After this man appeared, Gongsun Jing's brows suddenly frowned. His intuition told him that if Something went wrong in this war, and the reason is likely to be this masked man.

But why do I never have any information about this masked man?

Gongsun Jing narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the faces of many strong men from the Wu Ling Clan. He was even more confused. It seemed that the Wu Ling Clan didn’t know the origin of this person?

"Is it the Wu Ling Clan's trump card?"

Feng Hao also stared at the masked man in front of him. Although he could not detect any aura fluctuations on the other person's body, he could not detect any fluctuations in his aura. Because of this, I became afraid.

"It's a pity that a seventh-level strong man...was born into such a humble race!"

The masked man didn't seem to hear Feng Hao's question. Instead, he was talking to himself, never taking Feng Hao seriously from beginning to end!

"Feng Hao, the one who beat him to death is more arrogant than my old dragon!"

Long Yueguan behind him shouted directly, and under his leadership Next, the entire human army was shouting, and their morale reached a peak!

“Beat him to death!”

“Beat him to death, the scum of the Witch Spirit Clan!”

Listening to the morale-boosting shouts behind him, The corners of Feng Hao's mouth raised slightly, because he wanted this level of morale. Only in this way can the human army be able to exert 200% of its strength!

“Stop talking nonsense! Let’s see what’s so special about your so-called Wu Ling Clan’s trump card?”

Feng Hao’s voice echoed throughout the audience, soaring to the sky. With fighting spirit in his eyes, he walked forward step by step. With every step he took, the fighting spirit bursting out of his body increased at a terrifying rate!

　"Oh? It seems like you still have a few tricks up your sleeve." When the masked man saw Feng Hao bursting with fighting spirit, his pupils shrank, as if he had a slightly changed attitude towards Feng Hao.

The next moment, the sky and the earth turned pale, and a majestic momentum quietly rose from the masked man's body, like a real dragon waking up after sleeping for thousands of years.

The masked man's robes moved automatically without wind, making hunting noises, and his body automatically levitated. He coldly glanced at the human army with an attitude of looking down on all living beings, and made a voice full of murderous intent. resounded across the battlefield.

“The ants-like human race actually dares to provoke our Wu Ling clan. Today I will bloodbath your human army and tell everyone that this is the result of provoking the Wu Ling clan!”
< br />In line with his overwhelming momentum, this voice struck the hearts of everyone in the human army like a heavy drum. He turned out to be a seventh-level strong man! ?

"My grandma is a bear, a seventh-level powerhouse? This Wuling tribe is really hidden deep enough!" Long Yueguan was shocked when he saw the masked man's aura released. An unknown person The role of a seventh-level powerhouse on the battlefield is extraordinary, and he even has the ability to turn the tide of the battle in the end!

Gongsun Jing’s face changed slightly, and the calmness on his face was gradually replaced by a kind of solemnity. This seventh-level strongman of the Wuling Tribe has never been announced, and he has no Information about this person.

Where did this masked man come from?

Similarly, this problem also troubled many people in the Wuling Clan army, because even they did not know that such a strong man appeared in their tribe, but they also reacted after a while. , there were loud cheers. No matter what, if this seventh-level strong man appeared, then he would be able to kill the leader of the opponent's army!

Fat Fox standing on the city wall also lost his cool at this time. A seventh-level strongman who suddenly appeared like this has the ability to turn the tide of the battle, even if No matter how sophisticated the opponent's strategy is, everything is futile in the face of absolute strength!

"Sir, this strong man is..." Fat Fox looked at the person in charge of the Wuling Clan next to him with excitement. He seemed to have vaguely guessed the origin of this strong man, but in his heart uncertain.

The person in charge of the Wuling Clan looked at the masked man, took a deep breath and said: "You guessed it right, he is the powerful person with the divine body of our Wuling Clan, one of the legendary The body of the Witch Spirit!"

Fat Fox looked excited. As he said, the divine body of the Witch Spirit Clan was finally born. The outcome of this war has been determined. No matter what the human race No matter how strong that virtual martial body is, it will never be able to escape from this adult!

“Hmph, originally the superiors didn’t plan for this adult to show up so soon.Yes, but thinking that even humble races like the human race dare to provoke me, my witch-spirit race has been silent for too long, and I must use some bloody methods to scare other races. "

At this time, Fat Fox also lost the calmness he lacked as a strategist. He nodded and looked at the human army as if he were looking at dead people.

And Feng Hao Naturally, he didn't know the origin of the masked man in front of him at this time. Although the other party was also a seventh-level strong man, he was not afraid at all. So what about seventh-level? You will know the result after one battle!

"The human race has a virtual martial body. In the past, the God Lord with this kind of physique was very majestic. If I kill you later, how do you think those dead God Lords will feel?" "The masked man stood in mid-air, looking down at Feng Hao, with a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth.

In the past, when the human race was at its peak, the various grievances and grievances between the two people have always been remembered. They are in the blood of the descendants of the clan, so these two clans are mortal enemies. Once they fight, it will be a matter of life and death. There is no third outcome!

"In the past, our seniors from the human race were able to defeat the Wuling clan. Of course I can do it too! "Feng Hao's fighting spirit was soaring into the sky. He was not afraid at all just because the opponent was at the seventh level. He directly attacked the masked man!

" "Seeking death!" "

Hearing what Feng Hao said, the masked man seemed to be angry, and his eyes revealed shocking murderous intent. He decided to let Feng Hao fight in front of the armies of the two tribes in the most cruel way. Die!

Only in this way can he prove to everyone that the human race is just a humble race after all. Even if it has a weak martial body, it is still a cowardly race!