Chapter 1645 The fighting spirit rises

These are runes that are shining with green light. They look like they are made of metal, as if they were cast from gold, giving people a sense of indestructibility. visual impact.

Moreover, as these cyan lines took shape, the momentum of the masked man suddenly doubled, and a terrifying aura spread out, as if a giant beast had awakened, extremely It was so frightening that those Wuling Clan troops who were too close could not help but take a few steps back.

At this moment, whether it was the people in the tenth city or the human army in the distance, everyone's eyes were focused on this masked man.

His mask has fallen off, revealing an extremely ugly face. Because of his anger, the ugly face is even more ferocious, looking as scary as a devil escaping from hell. It's almost impossible to look directly at it.

As his aura slowly climbed, Qiong Ling'er, Yan Qing and others in the distance showed worried expressions.

This masked man has been able to exert seventh-level strength without using runes before. Now, after he condenses his own runes, his strength will soar to what extent. The point? !

Although they cannot use the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, the innate runes of the Witch Spirit Clan can double their strength and defense!

Therefore, surrounded by Lengyu Sen and Afterimage, their expressions became solemn at this moment.

This person is the body of the God of the Witch Spirit Clan, and is not inferior to them in terms of physique. However, in this environment, the opponent will have a slight advantage because of the defense and power of the runes!

Although they are each in their own government, Feng Hao has become the pillar of morale of the human army at this time. If he is defeated, they know clearly what the consequences will be.

Therefore, even Leng Yusen did not want to see Feng Hao defeated at this moment.

"I don't know if this guy has a body of virtual martial arts, and even if he is, the losers in the past don't seem to be that good..."

Lengyu Sen murmured softly, regretting that he didn't take action earlier.

Although the Xuwu Lords passed down through the ages are strong, they are far inferior to the real Divine Lord. Therefore, in his opinion, Feng Hao is considered a Xuwu Lord at this time. The body of martial arts cannot be the opponent of the body of the God of the Witch Spirit Clan.

The people in the Tenth City were shocked. They never expected that the Wuling Clan would hide such a powerful person. This made some thoughtful people in the dark Also panicked.

This kind ofIf a strong man of this level takes action, it is not difficult to take the enemy's leader among thousands of troops! Therefore, if you are an enemy of the Witch Spirit Clan with such a trump card, you will definitely get no good results!

　……

Feng Hao’s face could not help but become serious. He could sense the momentum that the other party had erupted after condensing the life runes. There are already faint signs of surpassing himself.

"I never expected that I would encounter such a difficult opponent..."

Although I was thinking so, the golden current in my body was tumbling more and more violently, even Feng Hao's body was coated with a golden halo. At the same time, a huge momentum slowly rose, and Feng Hao's figure became much taller in everyone's eyes.

"Fight!"

The fighting spirit that had not been seen for a long time completely broke out at this moment, and Feng Hao's eyes showed streaks of blood, and a stream of The violent momentum spread out at the same time.

He couldn’t even remember how long it had been since someone aroused his fighting spirit. At this moment, facing the pressure from the masked man, Zhan Tian Jue naturally started to operate on its own, with an unyielding force. The fighting spirit burst out from his heart like a sharp sword. Suddenly, he stood there like a peerless sword unsheathed, extremely intimidating.

"It's just a small trick, just struggling to the death!"

After a flash of surprise flashed in the masked man's eyes, it suddenly turned cold again. After a slight curl of the corner of his mouth, he stepped on With a fierce stomp, the whole person jumped into the air, turned into a sharp arrow, and quickly rushed towards Feng Hao.

"The Scythe of the Witch God!"

The man was in mid-air, and two cold words spat out from the face of the man. A sickle made of blue runes was Being held in his hand, an astonishing evil aura spread out.

"He will definitely die!"

The leader of the Wuling Clan had a sinister smile on his lips, waving his fists fiercely, and his eyes filled with fanaticism.

On the side, the same is true for several strong men of the Wuling clan. This is the body of the god of their Wuling clan and the strongest person. They believe that the masked man who has condensed the runes of his life, He must be looking down upon him, and anyone who dares to stand in front of him will be crushed to pieces!

　“Hmph!”

Feng Hao snorted slightly, stretched out his palm, and spit out cold words, “Heaven-shattering!”

Starting with fighting intent, a golden long sword was directly condensed in Feng Hao's hand, its sharp edge was revealed, as if it were a peerless divine sword, with murderous intent.

　“Bang!”

　NoIf there was any hesitation, Feng Hao's feet touched slightly, and he turned into a tiger out of the cage, holding a golden sword, and killed him.

"Clang!..."

The sickle made of cyan runes collided with the golden long sword. The scene as expected by the Wuling tribe did not appear. , The golden long sword in Feng Hao's hand did not break into pieces. The two sides collided together, and a clanging sound of metal clashed unexpectedly.

A strong wind roared out between the two of them, and some people from the Wuling Tribe who were too close were immediately thrown away like duckweeds, with the two of them as the center. , turned out to be a large deep pit.

Looking at the two people who were at loggerheads, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

This masked man had already reached the seventh level of strength before condensing the natal runes. However, at this time, he still couldn't do anything to Feng Hao. This shows that Feng Hao has no less power than him. His physique and background!

"Impossible!"

Looking at Feng Hao who was retreating, the ugly face of the masked man was full of astonishment. He couldn't believe it. There are actually people who can compete with him.

Compared with the Witch Spirit tribe, the human army erupted into shocking cheers. Everyone's mood was extremely high, and their faces turned red.

"Haha, Feng Boy is really good, kill that ugly guy!"

Long Yueguan shouted loudly, some of them wanted to jump down and kill him.

"Could it be that he has already controlled the body of virtual martial arts?!"

Leng Yusen and Afterimage looked at each other, and their expressions became solemn.

The strength of the Xuwu Lords in the past dynasties has been recorded in detail, but at this time, the strength exerted by Feng Hao has far exceeded that of the Xuwu Lords in the past!