Chapter 1753: No progress

The one who was thrown away was naturally the Holy Son of Tyrant, otherwise, these strong men on the sidelines would not show any astonishment.

After all, in their opinion, the talent and realm of the Tyrant Son are superior to Feng Hao, and there is no reason why he should lose to Feng Hao, a nobody with an unknown face and origin.

However, in one blow, and it was the Holy Son of Tyrant who took the initiative to attack, with one punch, Holy Son of Tyrant was defeated. The defeat was extremely miserable, and he fell in the distance. At that moment, he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. The fist that struck Todoroki was also a mess of flesh and blood, with all the bones exposed.

For a while, Holy Son Tyrant was lying on the ground and did not even get up. The look in his eyes was very confusing.

He couldn’t believe that he would be defeated by someone he had always looked down upon, and in such a scene...

Originally, the Holy Son of Tyrant was He wanted to provoke Feng Hao, draw him into action, and then severely humiliate Feng Hao in front of everyone to build momentum for himself.

However, he did not expect that his carefully planned plan to provoke Feng Hao would make him lose face, but instead help Feng Hao.

This situation made him almost vomit blood in anger, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of red blood again.

Compared with him, Feng Hao looked much calmer and calmer, with a calm and calm expression on his face, leaving only a trace of less than half a meter under his feet.

In this way, the gap is clearly revealed!

This made everyone gasp unbearably, and their eyes suddenly changed when they looked at Feng Hao. Some were surprised, some were shocked, and some... were worried.

After all, if he can win easily even though his level is lower than that of the Tyrant Son, this proves that his talent is even higher than that of the Tyrant Son!

Such a person will definitely have extraordinary achievements in the future. As long as the opportunity comes, there will definitely be hope to take that half-step in the future.

Perhaps Feng Hao does not have a powerful backstage to rely on at this time, but with the talent and strength he has shown, it is very likely that he can create a good example for his descendants. The tyrannical background is coming!

Many forces are already carving up the big cake of Penglai World. These are the elders of the top forces. Naturally, they are not happy to see anyone else come to divide it with them, especially a powerful person. .

For a time, their mentality was different, and some even showed a faint murderous intention.

For such a peerless genius with high talent, the bestThe way is to strangle it in the cradle before it grows up, otherwise, there will be endless troubles!

However, after their eyes looked at Lotte, who had no expression on his face, and the fat man with an unpredictable smile, those little thoughts suddenly became slightly restrained. got up.

People in Penglai World only have a vague understanding of what happened to the top force that offended Lotte. However, as senior figures who are also top forces, they naturally know more.

Just like them, even after offending a family, even if the other party has the backing of a half-step emperor, it is simply impossible for them to apologize to a junior.

It can be seen that the top force that offended Lotte was under great pressure from external forces at that time. Therefore, it was only later that no one dared to provoke Lotte.

Most people, even top-notch forces who don’t know the inside story, think clearly about this. At most, they suspect that Lotte’s force is relatively old and has a strong foundation. However, at this time, because Feng Hao and Letian stood together, they had to consider Letian's ideas, otherwise, it would probably cause them unexpected trouble!

As for Huangfu Wushuang, the expression on her cold and pretty face remained unchanged. It seemed that nothing in the world could disturb her heart anymore, and she was not the least bit surprised.

Moreover, because Huangfu Wushuang had no intention of taking action against Feng Hao at this time, this made everyone even more puzzled.

The murderous intent in Huangfu's unsightly eyes was true, which meant that there must be something that made her scrupulous, so she didn't take action.

This kind of speculation made many people's hearts beat a little faster, and gradually, some of the original thoughts in their eyes were directly hidden.

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“You are more useless than I thought…”

Looking at the Tyrant Holy Son who was vomiting blood again, Feng Hao spoke calmly, without any pleasure in his voice, as if he had done something trivial.

“Asshole!”

After hearing these words, the Holy Son of Tyrant, who was originally in a state of confusion, suddenly felt a surge of anger, making him jump up. , with a murderous look on his face, glared at Feng Hao, and the aura on his body surged even more. Like a stormy wave crashing on the shore, waves of low sonic booms continued to resound around him. The space was rippled with visible ripples, and the ground was scraped layer by layer, with mud flying everywhere.

"Boom..."

A four-legged divine tripod appeared directly in his hand, looking like a wild beast, looking ferociouslyIn this world, the mouth of the cauldron is like a big mouth, giving people the illusion that their minds and hearts are being swallowed up just by looking at it.

Pan Yun’s Divine Cauldron was once again sacrificed by the Holy Son of Tyrant. It was obvious that he had already put on a desperate posture.

"It seems that you still haven't made any progress."

Seeing this, Feng Hao shook his head slightly, seeming to be very disappointed with the performance of the Holy Son of Tyrant. Same, didn't take it seriously at all.

"Kill!"

With such disregard for himself, the eyes of the Holy Son of Tyrant suddenly turned red, and endless divine energy poured into the divine cauldron crazily. , a huge ferocious beast dozens of meters tall stood across the sky, with a ferocious face and eyes like copper bells, as if it were a ferocious god coming out of hell. The turbulent aura spread across the entire place, making everyone stunned. His complexion couldn't help but change.

This Pan Yun Shending is a genuine ancient divine weapon. Although the Holy Son of Tyrant cannot activate the supreme divine power in it at this time, the aura that spreads out at this time is amazing. It cannot be underestimated, it has reached the ninth level of the peak of the holy level!

Looking at Feng Hao again, he was at the center of the storm, but his hands were still empty. He seemed to have given up and had no intention of sacrificing his weapons. This made everyone feel shocked. Startled. However, this time, no one dared to underestimate Feng Hao, and they wanted to know even more how Feng Hao planned to deal with it.

"Roar!..."

Under the sacrifice of the Holy Son of Tyrant, the beast condensed by Pan Yun's divine cauldron carried endless pressure and headed towards Zhuofeng Hao rushed towards him, seeming to want to crush it directly.