Chapter 1642: The Battle

At this moment, due to the aura of the masked man, Feng Hao’s soaring fighting spirit and his astonishing killing intent were intertwined in the battlefield.

The constant collision of two invisible momentums gave everyone on the battlefield a heavy sense of depression. Only Afterimage and Leng Yusen were not moved by the momentum, but they The expressions of the two of them also became much more solemn.

The next moment, the masked man's body moved. The two men were almost equally powerful. He wanted to strike first!

What was also surprising to Feng Hao was that there was also a flash of light in the masked man's hand, and soon a black glove automatically wrapped the masked man's arm, like a giant man-eating beast. Rushing like that.

"Physical confrontation?"

Feng Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and a flash of light flashed. When it was the turn of physical confrontation, he had never really been afraid of anyone! At that moment, with a thought, a crimson flame-like divine light appeared from his fist, instantly forming a red flame glove!

With a punch, the crimson divine light was like a divine flame. Wherever it passed, the space was slightly distorted, colliding with the dim light of the masked man.

"Boom"

The two groups of light collided, causing a low explosion sound, and an invisible air wave spread out, even if they were far apart. The strong men in both armies were frightened.

This level of confrontation was beyond their imagination. It seemed that Feng Hao could compete with the mysterious strongman from the Witch Spirit Clan!

Seeing this scene, Gongsun Jing and others breathed a sigh of relief. This masked man is the most changing factor in this battle. As long as he can be stopped, everything is possible!

"Good job, Feng Boy! Beat him up!" Long Yueguan cheered when he saw this scene, and the morale of the human race improved a lot for a while.

Leng Yusen and the afterimage looked at each other, their expressions still unchanged. In their eyes, if Feng Hao couldn’t kill the opponent’s seventh-level strongman, then let them Take action.

"Sir, why is this human race's virtual martial body so powerful?" Fat Fox Military Advisor narrowed his eyes into a thin line and said slightly worriedly.

"Hmph, a mere imaginary martial body is simply vulnerable to the body of the Divine Lord of our Wuling Clan, and this master has not yet used his real trump card!" The person in charge smiled cruelly.

When the fists collided, the two people's figures were instantly staggered. However, at this time, the contempt in the masked man's eyes had slowly faded a lot, because he felt it in Feng Hao's body. A kind of faint authorityFeeling of threat.

"No matter what kind of virtual martial arts you are, you will only be killed by me in the end!" The masked man snorted disdainfully and attacked again!

"Tiger Running Fist!"

Feng Hao took a half step back to gather momentum, and suddenly he looked like a wild beast. He jumped up from the air and punched The masked man goes away!

Feng Hao looked fearless. Since the opponent could be the trump card of the Wuling Tribe, he must have more than one method. He must fight quickly and end this battle as soon as possible!

"You humble human race, go to hell!" The masked man shouted coldly, and the light in his hand slowly circulated as if it were alive.

　"Boom"

The two fists clashed again. At this time, the dim light flowing on the masked man's gloves suddenly became entangled like vines. Feng Hao's fist.

The next moment, Feng Hao’s face changed slightly, because he discovered that this dim light seemed to have a strange ability, that is, corrosion!

That’s right, he felt that the red flame glove in his hand was showing signs of corrosion. He was frightened and wanted to pull it out, but he found that his fist was tightly entangled with those dim lights. Unable to move!

Feng Hao raised his head and met the eyes of the masked man. He saw the astonishing killing intent in the other man, and his thoughts suddenly moved.

"The supreme magic seal!"

Feng Hao secretly shouted in his heart. Immediately, the masked man's eyes changed drastically. He found that his body was uncontrollably. Rush towards Feng Hao!

"Damn it!" Although the masked man didn't know what was going on, he also knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to look at Feng Hao's fist and get closer. It was simply hitting the muzzle of the gun.

But even if he was a seventh-level expert, he could not resist the ninth-level power of the supreme sealing magic, and his body involuntarily moved closer to Feng Hao.

　"唰"

Feng Hao's leg was raised fiercely, like an iron whip sweeping across, hitting the masked man's chest directly, with tyrannical power Kick him out directly!

Since the masked man was kicked away, the dim light could no longer wrap around the Red Flame Gloves, and Feng Hao could use this to escape.

Taking the opportunity to take a few steps back, Feng Hao glanced at the fist in his hand and found that the light seemed to be much dimmed. He couldn't help but frown slightly. The black light just now was really weird, and he almost caught fire. Got it.

“Damn it!”

The masked man who was kicked out finally managed to stabilize his body.The pain that he had not experienced for a long time came from his chest, making him unable to calm down.

Since the completion of his divine body, no one has ever been able to make him live in such a miserable state!

"You must die!"

The masked man almost roared, his fists shining with light became more ferocious, and the constantly flowing light seemed to corrode everything. Like all things, it makes people feel chilled when they see it.

"Feng Hao, be careful. If I guessed correctly, this masked man is the body of the divine master of the Wuling clan! It must not be underestimated."

At this time, behind him, The voice transmission from Gongsun Jing made Feng Hao frown slightly. Although he could guess that the other party was of extraordinary origin, he did not expect that he was also the body of a god.

"The glove in the opponent's hand is a famous holy weapon of the Wuling clan. Only those who have the body of the gods of the past can control it. It has the power of corrosion!"

Since guessing After revealing the identity of the other party, Gongsun Jing naturally quickly mobilized all the information about the body of the Wuling Clan's God Lord.

"Let me tell you, why is this guy so intent on killing me? I heard that there was once a God of Virtual Martial Arts who was a strong man who could overwhelm the entire Wuling Clan. It seems like this guy wants revenge. "?"

The corners of Feng Hao's mouth turned up slightly. The fight in this way is even more worth looking forward to. Since the opponent is also the body of a god, but the opponent's gloves have a light that corrodes everything. A bit difficult to deal with.

At this time, the masked man was already attacking with murderous intent again, and the dim light on the gloves seemed to be alive, filling the air constantly.

Feng Hao felt this power that corroded everything, and his fear became a little heavier. This kind of power was hard to guard against. Even the holy soldiers were corrosive, and he must not confront it head-on!