Chapter 1754 Killing the Holy Son

The huge ferocious beast seemed to be able to swallow the sky and the sun. It descended from the sky with a terrifying power that made people's hearts tremble. It was as big as the front legs of the pillars of heaven, and it headed towards Feng Hao fell on his head.

It was only then that Feng Hao made a move. His originally dark eyes slowly turned into a gray color, as if covered with a layer of mist. At the same time, His hands made a strange and mysterious handprint, and an aura as thick as a mountain and as vast as the sea suddenly spread out from between his hands.

　"Heaven-shaking handprint!"

The cold words spat out from Feng Hao's mouth, as if it were a trial, a large gray handprint surrounded by a hundred-color electric arc suddenly condensed into shape , and then, with a series of sonic booms, it crashed directly into the approaching beast.

"Boom..."

The big beast raised its foot and kicked directly on the big handprint that hit it. Suddenly, there was a dull explosion. , overwhelming everything, there was a buzzing sound between heaven and earth. During the collision, a bright and dazzling light erupted, making it difficult for people to look directly. A violent wind burst out, sweeping away layer by layer. Suddenly, terrifying cracks opened in the surrounding ground, collapsing dozens of meters deep.

Those bystanders all chose to avoid it, and they formed a barrier invisibly to resist the strong wind. There were only a few people who could ignore it.

In an instant, many people’s pupils dilated again, feeling an incredible shock. Some even had weak self-control and even took a breath of cold air.

They could clearly see that when the huge handprint collided with the big beast, the front feet of the giant beast were directly exploded by the handprint. Although the big beast The whole body did not explode directly, but the body became dimmed and the fierce power was no longer there.

Not far away, the Holy Son of Tyrant holding the Pan Yun Divine Cauldron had a trace of red blood on the corner of his mouth. His face was pale and dripping with sweat, as if he was a dying person. There was fear in his heart, and his eyes looking at Feng Hao were full of surprise and fear.

The changes were too big. He remembered that Feng Hao was still weaker than him at that time. After decades of improvement, he was confident that he could completely defeat Feng Hao at that time, but he didn't. Thinking that when he was making progress, Feng Hao was also making progress, and at this time, Feng Hao had reached a level that he needed to look up to!

With his bare hands, he was able to withstand the blow he blasted with his magic weapon, and, from the current point of view, he still had a certain upper hand. He had no doubt that as long as Feng Hao blasted a With the hand seal, this beast will definitely be shattered.

This kind of result made the Holy Son Tyrant somewhat unable to accept it. He shook his head randomly, his eyesHis eyes were full of panic, he was shouting that it was impossible, and his mind was lost.

His pride, his self-control, and his belief were completely shattered by Feng Hao's handprint at this moment.

Feng Hao shook his palms that were a little sore from the shock, raised his feet, and slowly approached the Holy Son of Tyrant.

Obviously, he has murderous intentions. He can allow such a highly talented enemy to grow, otherwise, it will become a major hidden danger.

"Stop!"

The three elders of the Tyrant Holy Land stood on his path, spreading their momentum, trying to stop him from moving forward.

　“Whoosh!”

As if he had expected it, Feng Hao stepped forward and kept moving forward, at the same time condensing a huge gray handprint with an electric arc. , directly blasting towards the three of them.

And he didn't pay attention to the result at all. He moved sideways, and in almost two or three breaths, he came to the Holy Son of Tyrant who had not yet awakened.

"I will accept your life!"

The cold words rang in the ears of the Tyrant Son. When he came back to his senses, what was in front of him was However, his expression has dimmed, and the last scene in his life is a blurry figure that looks like a god.

Feng Hao quickly retracted the palm that was attached to the heart of the Holy Son of Tyrant, and his figure disappeared instantly, but he took away a life.

"Holy Son!"

The three elders of Tyrant Holy Land screamed loudly, and quickly took action to catch the slowly falling Holy Son of Tyrant. The look on his body and face was extremely frightening.

Her heart was directly shattered, and she was completely extinguished. Even if there were real immortals in this world, they could not revive her.

The proud man of Penglai world fell in front of everyone so easily, leaving everyone watching looking a little confused!

It can be said that figures such as the Tyrant Son have almost no chance of falling or being strangled in the Penglai world. In the end, they will all become a generation of peerless overlords, with almost no exceptions. .

But at this time, someone dared to take the life of such a proud man. This made others feel scared, and they looked at Feng Hao even more differently.

Such unscrupulous killing made them all show fear.

To kill a successor of a top force would have to bear the crazy revenge of the changing forces. Therefore, even if they had the ability, no one would dare to take action against a figure of the Holy Son level.

It can be said that once you become the Holy Son, you can basically represent that force. Provoking the Holy Son is equivalent to provoking the authority of that force. If you don't make some drastic reaction, you will be unable to gain a foothold in the future!

At the same time, on the high ground of the basin, the Holy Lord Tyrant, who originally had a slightly proud look on his face, suddenly changed his face. In a flip of his hand, a bright jade pendant appeared. It turned into crumbs in his hands.

Suddenly, his face turned gloomy, and an unstable aura spread from his body, attracting the elders of the Tyrant Holy Land around him. It was blown away directly.

The sudden change of the Tyrant Holy Lord immediately attracted the attention of others, especially the broken jade pendant in his hand, which was a bit dazzling in the eyes of many people.

"The Holy Son has been killed!"

A veteran of the Tyrant Holy Land trembled and told the reason.

Suddenly, a look of surprise filled the eyes of the surrounding eyes, and some people even secretly showed a look of gloating.

The killing of the Holy Son of Tyrant is definitely a good thing for them. With such a talented person removed, it will not be possible for the Holy Land of Tyrant to find another Holy Son in a short time. of.

"No matter who it is, I will definitely destroy his entire clan!"

The angry tone of the Tyrant Holy Lord was like a muffled thunder, exploding in the sky and spreading throughout the world. Thousands of miles.

Jiang Feng glanced at him slightly, his face did not show any expression, but the aura on his body was thicker, as if he was preparing something.