A strange silence suddenly appeared on the battlefield. Everyone's eyes were focused on the almost demonic figure, with surprise on their faces.

Eighth level strong man!

A seventh-level powerhouse can turn the tide of the battle, let alone an eighth-level powerhouse! Gongsun Jing's face showed a look of astonishment. This time, he had miscalculated, and an eighth-level expert appeared on the other side!

"That... actually has the strength of the eighth level. Boy Feng is in danger!" Long Yueguan looked anxious. What kind of concept is an eighth-level powerhouse? It is an existence that cannot be competed with.

Leng Yusen and the afterimages looked at each other and saw the worry in their eyes. Facing an eighth-level expert, even they had no confidence that they would win.

"Are you the Lord of Xuwu God?" The hoarse voice of the masked man spread throughout the battlefield, making all the strong men in the human army look gloomy. Indeed, the man who dominated the world in the past The invincible God Lord no longer exists in the world, which is one of the reasons for the decline of the human race.

"Even though you have a virtual martial body, in the face of absolute strength, you are just like a clown!" The masked man's body is surrounded by green light. With the power of divine patterns, he can absolutely Sexually suppressing Feng Hao.

Leng Yusen and Afterimage’s expressions changed slightly. This masked man was trying to undermine Feng Hao’s confidence. It seemed that he wanted to break Feng Hao’s heart by letting him have a flaw in his heart.

The two of them looked worried, ready to take action at any time. If Feng Hao was defeated in front of this large human army, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Haha, you are just trying to cover up the bad state of your body at this time by talking so much."

After a long time, Feng Hao finally calmed down. He raised his head and gently wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth. The fighting spirit in his eyes was like a flame and remained unquenchable.

"It really surprises me that you can exert such power in the Baizu Tower, but you must have paid some serious price for it."

Feng Hao took a step forward, with soaring fighting spirit, the whole world seemed to tremble. With fighting spirit, he was fearless, even if the opponent was an eighth-level strong man!

“Nonsense, you are struggling to your death!”

A gloomy look flashed across the masked man’s pupils, as if Feng Hao had pointed out his weakness. It was indeed as if Feng Hao said it was normal. In the Baizu Tower, his cultivation level was only at the peak of the seventh level. He had just used the natal runes of the Witch Spirit body to reach the eighth level tyrannically, but this required a price. This state It can only last for a moment and a half, and then it will fall into a weak state. By then, let alone Feng Hao, even a strong human being can kill it.

　"Really?" Feng Hao took a step forward, the golden energy in his body once again spread all over his body, and he headed towards the masked man headlong.

"I will send you on my way!"

The masked man had a gloomy look on his face, and the green runes on his body flowed again, and finally condensed into a sickle in his hand. Fighting with Feng Hao.

Even in his current state, he could only use the Divine Pattern Demonic Seal just twice. He was not sure that he could use it to kill Feng Hao now.

"Oops, if this continues, the power of your divine pattern will fade away, and you will inevitably suffer backlash!"

On the city wall, the wizard spirit The person in charge of the clan looked anxious. Naturally, he knew very well that the power used by the masked man just now would have great consequences for himself. Once the power of the divine pattern fades, the consequences will be unimaginable!

The fat fox next to him seemed to know the seriousness of the matter. He narrowed his eyes into a thin line and watched the two people colliding with each other. He said calmly: "Sir, I feel that the Lord of our clan is The power of the body seems to be dissipating!"

Hearing this, the face of the leader of the Wuling Clan changed, and he quickly closed his eyes and realized it carefully. Then he really discovered that the aura of the masked man was indeed It is weakening, although this level is almost undetectable by anyone, but for the strong people of the same race, if they observe carefully, they can still see it.

“Go ahead and prepare to take action. We must not let any accidents happen to the Lord of God!” The person in charge of the Wuling Tribe immediately gave the order. He knew very well that the body of the Lord of God was very important to the Witchling Tribe. How meaningful it is, if there is any accident here, the consequences will definitely not be something he can bear.

It would be best to be able to kill Feng Hao under the power of the divine pattern, but if that is not possible, even if all the tribesmen in the tenth city are killed, the body of the divine master must be preserved!

A golden figure and a cyan figure are staggered in the air. The terrifying fluctuations that erupt every time the two of them fight make the armies of the two tribes in the distance tremble. This is simply not something they can touch. level.

"Hey, your strength is weakening! It seems that your method of increasing your cultivation is a bit too much for you." Feng Hao's face became paler, but the fighting spirit in his eyes remained as before. .

The face of the masked man became extremely gloomy. Just as Feng Hao said, the power of the divine patterns in his body began to weaken, and I am afraid that he may not be able to sustain it for much longer.

Thinking of the backlash he had to endure after his experience dissipated, the coldness in the masked man's eyes became even more intense. After a moment, he seemed to have made a decision in his heart, and the green light on his body was boiling!

Seeing this scene, Feng Hao's face gradually became serious. He knew that the other party was planning a final blow. After this blow, he would either defeat himself, or he would be backlashed by the power of the divine pattern!

Two people, life or death, will decide the winner after one move!

There were two flames dancing in his eyes. Feng Hao once again condensed a golden sword in his hand, and his whole aura reached its peak.

The momentum of the two people was increasing, and the strong men of the two armies became quiet. On the side of the human camp, Gongsun Jing narrowed his eyes slightly and said after a moment: "You guys wait a moment. Get ready to take action, I'm afraid the outcome will depend on this time."

Long Yueguan and others nodded, even Xiao Qingmeng opened his eyes wide and looked at the figure of his father in the sky, Not a word was spoken.

“Inform Leng Yusen and Chanying that they should be ready at any time. Once Feng Hao fights, let them directly kill the body of the God Lord of the Witch Spirit Tribe! Absolutely! We can't let him escape back!"

"Wait a moment and send one of you to pick up Feng Hao. I'm afraid that after this fight, Feng Hao will be seriously injured."

Order after order was passed down from Gongsun Jing's mouth. The outcome of this attack on the city depends on the outcome of the battle between these two people!

At the same time, the powerful men from the Witch Spirit Clan were also arranged. Their order was to keep the masked man safe even if they paid for their own lives.
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