Chapter 1842 Spiritual Attack

The temptation of immortality is irresistible. Even the mysterious force behind Chunfeng Pavilion is exposed to the world for the sake of this spiritual bead that can make people live forever.

It is enough to see the weight of immortality in the hearts of people.

At this moment, the two people on the stage stopped exchanging nonsense polite words, and the atmosphere slowly became a little tense.

Feng Hao and Chun Jun stood opposite each other, the smiles on their faces had long since solidified. They both looked cautious and did not dare to underestimate each other.

"The Art of Fighting Heaven!"

With a thought in his heart, the will to fight came from his heart. Suddenly, Feng Hao's aura changed from the original dull to incomparable. It was as sharp as a peerless divine sword, standing there, making many people not dare to look up, feeling fear in their hearts.

On the other side, Chunjun unfolded the folding fan in his hand and fanned it slowly. A spring breeze spread slowly, gradually covering the entire arena area.

This is like filling a pool of water into the arena, and Chunjun himself is a fish swimming in this water, truly enjoying himself like a fish in water.

On the contrary, these spring breezes were squeezing Feng Hao like the vast sea and mountains, giving him a huge pressure.

"Broken!"

Feng Hao's eyes condensed, and a stronger fighting spirit burst out of his body, directly destroying the surrounding spring like a vast sea. torn.

　“Bang!”

Stomping on the ground, Feng Hao rose up from the ground, like a fierce tiger, pounced on Chunjun opposite, with his fist , it has already surged with layers of force like the waves of the vast sea, shaking the surrounding space with bursts of dull sonic booms, which is very frightening.

"Good luck!"

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

　"Cang!..."

The two collided violently, and immediately there was a sound like the collision of metal, followed by waves of muffled sounds. The sound is like the beating of a heavy drum, with constant sonic booms in the space.

"Ha!"

Feng Hao let out a deep roar, and all the nine-gravity energy condensed in his hand burst out, and the impact on the handle seemed to be made of ice. , giving him a biting cold pain on the folding fan.

　"Boom!..."

A huge energy roll suddenly burst out from it, causing Chunjun's face to change, and the hand holding the folding fan alsoHe trembled obviously, and just when he was about to be hit by the energy tide, he used his backhand and knocked the folding fan on Feng Hao's fist, causing Feng Hao to fall back as if he was struck by electricity. There was an obvious sign on his fist. blue marks.

The first time they fought, between the sparks of carbide, the two fought evenly, but neither took any advantage.

Feng Hao’s secret power made Chunjun suffer, but that blow from the folding fan also made Feng Hao quite uncomfortable. If it weren’t for his strong physique, that blow would probably have Crush his fist into pieces.

However, Chunjun was also quite surprised.

In his opinion, although this blow could not make Feng Hao crippled, it would definitely destroy at least one fist. Who knows, but the skin was not even scratched.

This directly allowed him to elevate Feng Hao's status to a higher level in his heart.

"He...is a little different..."

Looking over the records of the previous virtual martial arts masters in his heart, Chunjun's eyes became more solemn. Feng Hao glanced around, as if he wanted to find something.

Those in the audience who were still mocking Feng Hao in their hearts now looked at this scene with some dumbfounded eyes.

Chunjun has been on stage for more than a dozen games, and except for the Holy Son of Heavenly Eyes, no one has been able to force him back.

And Feng Hao has undoubtedly accomplished what only the Son of Heavenly Eyes can do!

“His potential is so high?!”

Looking at Feng Hao, who was at the third level of the pinnacle of the Holy Order, many people felt quite unhappy. calm.

The Holy Son of Heavenly Eyes can indeed push back Chunjun, but he is already at the ninth level of the pinnacle of the Holy Order. It does not bring much glory to push back someone who is only at the fifth level.

And Feng Hao’s performance at this time undoubtedly proved that his potential exceeded that of the Holy Son of Heavenly Eyes!

“No wonder, he can actually make friends with people from Lingxiao Peak...” Many people suddenly realized.

However, there are still some people who believe that this is just a tentative confrontation and cannot mean anything.

　……

“That folding fan…”

Feeling the pain from his fist, Feng Hao’s eyes were locked on Chunjun On the folding fan in hand.

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

　“Psychic attack!”

A flash of inspiration flashed in Feng Hao's mind, and he thought of what Chunfeng Pavilion was good at.

In the Chunfeng Pavilion, the women basically all practiced the art of bewitching. Feng Hao had also seen this before. It was only now, when Chunjun's blow hit him mentally, that he finally thought about it.

If Feng Hao had not been determined to fight, then there was a possibility that he would be defeated by this blow.

Now, Feng Hao knows why so many strong men have been defeated by Chun Jun’s seemingly powerless blow.

"In the spring mood, hiding murderous intentions is indeed a good method!"

Thinking about it, the fighting spirit in Feng Hao's heart surged even more fiercely. At the same time, the power of nothingness It burst out and enveloped him like a gray flame. An extremely strong aura burst out from his whole body, as heavy as a mountain and as vast as the vast sea. The sonic booms were continuous and seemed to be able to overwhelm the world. The spring spirit that permeated the surroundings was completely wiped out and wasted away, making it impossible to get close to him.

"Shua..."

Chunjun did not dare to neglect, with a flip of his palm, the folding fan was opened, and the spring intention was revealed, and the folding fan flapped slightly. In this moment, it makes people feel that the arena has become the world inside his folding fan, a spring scene, like a paradise, which makes people intoxicated.

However, this kind of mental attack had little effect on Feng Hao, who had been prepared for it for a long time. He was able to break it with a rush of fighting spirit.

"The Sky-Swallowing Dragon Seal!"

Feng Hao, who had enough confidence, was no longer afraid of revealing his identity. In a flash, he handed over the Sky-Swallowing Dragon Seal. After taking it out, he poured void divine energy into the dragon seal without hesitation. As the lines on the dragon seal flashed, a gray dragon rose into the sky.

"Ouch!..."

The dragon roared in the sky, shaking the entire space. It seemed that he was unwilling to be imprisoned in this world and wanted to break through this world. shackles.

Then, following Feng Hao’s thoughts, the giant gray dragon swayed its thick body and directly hit Chunjun in the distance, as if it wanted to kill Chunjun in the distance. It was crushed.

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