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Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and I don’t know if even God had predicted that something big would happen that day. Thick dark clouds gathered in the sky, covering the scorching sun, and the world between heaven and earth The yin is heavy, filled with a dull atmosphere, which makes people feel impetuous.

Despite this, Dongding City today is extremely noisy. The streets are full of people and it is dark. There are even people standing on the roofs of some buildings and palaces. Looking outside the city, he saw the figure hanging in mid-air.

That was the Holy Son of Tyrant. He appeared early in the morning, standing alone in the air, waiting for Feng Hao's arrival.

His face is like a crown jade, his body is strong, his face is stern, his eyes are as bright as stars, as if he is a holy god, surrounded by layers of divine light all over his body, he looks particularly shocking. Although he is only in the realm of the Great Sage, he still has an aura that makes many people feel inferior.

He clearly wanted to establish his prestige and give those who were foolishly trying to create a powerful impression.

His talent is extraordinary, and his opportunities are even more enviable. He already possesses several magical arts. Looking at the entire young generation of Penglai world, he is also one of the few strong ones who can defeat him. Not many people.

That’s why he was arrogant. Even when facing Lotte, who was extremely difficult to deal with, he would still not bow his head. Now, facing Feng Hao’s challenge, he would not give up.

"It's already morning, why hasn't Hao Fen shown up yet? Maybe he's scared."

"I think Na Hao Fen's qualifications are very average. He is definitely no match for the Holy Son of Tyrant. His only trump card may be that giant beast..."

"Indeed, if it were not for that giant beast, that guy would definitely be nothing..."

In the blink of an eye, two hours passed, and Feng Hao still did not appear. This caused many doubts to be heard in Dongding City. Of course, there was also a strong sour taste.

After all, that is the trump card that can instantly kill the peak existence of the Great Sage. It is a huge power for any force. If it can be obtained, it will not only develop into a top force, but also become a first-class force. It takes no effort.

It’s noon. Instead of dispersing, the dark clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker. There are still flashes of lightning inside, mixed with some thunder. It seems that a heavy rain will soon begin. is coming.

Glancing at the layers of thunderclouds in the sky, the Overlord Holy Son also frowned slightly, with countless thoughts flashing through his mind.

The first one is that Feng Hao took this opportunity to escape from the Eastern Region.

Indeed, this possibility is very high. No matter how strong his help is, he will never be able to compete with a top force.

Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth showed a slight arc, and he opened his mouth and said lightly, "I thought he was a person, but who knew he turned out to be a timid and fearful person."
< br />Although his voice was soft, it spread throughout Dongding City, and his tone was full of disdain and contempt.

It is true that this challenge was initiated by Feng Hao, but he did not show up. Doesn’t this prove that he is afraid.

However, some people disagree. After all, this is also the territory of Tyrant Holy Land. If he appears, even if he defeats Tyrant Holy Son, who can guarantee that he can leave safely.

However, if he does not show up, this will undoubtedly be an advantage to the Holy Son of Tyrant, which will increase the prestige of the Holy Son of Tyrant to a greater extent.

Although there were some curses, it was already afternoon, but the crowd still did not leave. At this time, the thunderclouds in the sky became more dense, and the black pressure pressed towards the ground, just like It's like the sky is falling down, making people breathless.

The power of heaven and earth is the most unpredictable. No one can ignore it, and no one can compete with it.

The Tyrant Holy Son looked at the thundercloud, and a flash of doubt flashed in his eyes. However, he still didn't pay much attention to it. However, he always felt that something was wrong.

"It's already afternoon, it seems that the boy named Hao Fen doesn't dare to come."

"You are so brave to tease the heroes of the world... …”

“Without that kind of ability, those who boast will not achieve great achievements.”

Listening to these voices in the city, the corners of the Batian Holy Son’s mouth were filled with laughter. The smile grew wider.

"That guy really doesn't plan to come. Could it be that he really escaped."

Among the crowd, Huangfu Wushuang frowned slightly.

She didn’t believe it, and she vaguely felt that Feng Hao’s energy was around her, but because the surrounding aura was quite mixed, she couldn’t find it.

…"Haha, I'm sorry, I woke up late."

A calm voice suddenly appeared in the noisy scene. Everyone heard the sound and turned around. I saw a young man wearing a green shirt rising into the air from an inn.

　"Hao Fen,."

This made many people shut their mouths immediately, and the face of the Lord Tyrant hanging in the distance also darkened. Go down.

It would be a good thing for Feng Hao if he didn't show up. If he did, it would mean that he had the trump card to not be afraid of himself.

This made his heart tighten, and he looked towards Dongding City intentionally or unintentionally.

“I didn’t expect you to dare to come.”

When they met, Feng Hao’s first words were that he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

I had been here a long time ago, but this guy didn’t show up until the afternoon. Who dared not come?

Woke up late.

Anyone who believes this reason is an idiot.

"Don't worry, I won't use that thing against you. It's too overqualified for use."

Seeing the Holy Son of Tyrant staring with his eyes silent, Feng Hao said again He said it very angrily, as if he was very dismissive, which directly made the Holy Son Tyrant have an extra layer of evil energy, his eyes were red, and he seemed to want to eat Feng Hao alive.

These two sentences can be said to be innocuous, as they directly destroyed the prestige established by the Holy Son of Tyrant.

"I have to admire your eloquence."

After all, the Holy Son of Tyrant is not an ordinary person. Soon, he suppressed the anger floating in his heart and his voice was cold. He spoke out, the cold light in his eyes was as intimidating as a knife blade, "However, many things cannot be won by eloquence."

　"Boom,..."

A huge breath spurted out from his body, and the strong wind roared and roared, making his figure even taller, looking like a holy god.

"Suffer death."

He stretched out his hand, and a mysterious seal was condensed in his hand, shining with divine light, as if the whole world was covered by He grabbed it in his hand, and with a vast and unparalleled aura, he pressed towards Feng Hao and shouted, "The Seal of Mitian Suppressing God."

He actually did not hold back from the beginning and used A divine seal wants to defeat Feng Hao with one move,