White Feather popped out his five eyes. His face was filled with confusion and surprise as he rushed to Ji Hao while waving his arms.
"Don't do it, don't do it, we're all friends, we're all friends..."
Ji Hao flashed across the air while making the Big Dipper step. He flashed across the air like a ghost, leaving a few clearly visible black space cracks in the air. Like a drunk black bear, he bumped into the dragon man's chest with his shoulder.
Before the tiger, lion, and mammoth tried to save Ji Hao, everyone clearly saw Ji Hao's arms, which were wrapped in a translucent, silver-blue shell, strangely swell. Wisps of cold spirit creature power surged out of Ji Hao's arms. His arms suddenly expanded to three times thicker than the dragon man's waist.
Thud! Thud! Thud! A series of muffled noises could be heard. A dense cold spirit creature power surged around Ji Hao's body as he fully activated the seventh turn of the cultivation method with nine turns. His physical strength, which was hundreds of times greater than that of a dragon, surged crazily between his bones and tendons. Faintly, Ji Hao sensed that his body had reached its limit.
The seventh turn of the cultivation method with nine turns allowed Ji Hao to improve his physical strength by one hundred and twenty-eight times.
Ji Hao screamed shrilly. His twisted face made his screams even more twisted and hideous. Every time he punched out, he wanted to turn all of his spirit, Qi, and soul into a cannonball and fiercely throw it out, like a crazy comet that was staking everything on one throw.
Every time he launched a punch, Ji Hao sensed a great pain, as if his arms and fists were going to explode in the next moment.
At the same time, every time Ji Hao launched a punch, the magical body-strengthening effect of the cultivation method with nine turns would make his body stronger and tougher, and the power that he could release would be greater and greater.
Within a twinkling of an eye, Ji Hao punched the dragon man's chest for three-thousand and six-hundred times, as fast as a dazzling beam of light.
The dragon man's body glowed with a cyan light. At first, when Ji Hao's fists landed on his body, the cyan light only rippled intensely. But soon, the ripples faded, and the cyan light faded. Ji Hao's fists landed on the dragon man's chest and dented his skin and muscles. Blood spurted out from his broken muscles.
Soon, accompanied by a series of muffled sounds, the Dragon Sovereign's ribs were shattered one by one, broken one by one, and smashed into pieces one by one. The indestructible linden body contained a strong life-force. His broken bones had been healing themselves, then being broken again and again by Ji Hao.
"Mr. Summer!" Seeing Ji Hao madly punching the dragon like a crazy devil, while the lion, tiger, and mammoth roared hoarsely and wielded their wooden staffs to chase after Ji Hao, but failed to touch even a hair of Ji Hao, White Feather's five eyes shone with a strange light simultaneously.
"Freeze!" White Feather suddenly closed his eyes. In the next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes. The air around Ji Hao stirred up a fierce whirlpool. Soft yet strong streams of power tied Ji Hao up from all directions like countless ropes.
"Break … for me!" Ji Hao turned around and grinned at White Feather, who had been trying to stop him with a secret magic. Then, he raised his right fist and launched the move of sky-opening and earth-splitting.
Aiming at the weakest part of the dragon man's body, Ji Hao compressed his life-force into a tiny spot and launched the move of earth-splitting with all his power. Added with the explosive power of the seventh-turn cultivation method with nine turns, which was improved by one hundred and twenty-eight times, Ji Hao's fist shattered the space, left a purely dark trace in the air, and penetrated the dragon man's chest.
Followed by a thunderous boom, a human-head-sized hole appeared in the dragon man's chest.
"Disperse!"
Ji Hao penetrated the dragon man's chest, then suddenly spread his right fingers, locked his fingers together, and slightly waved. The dreadful power released from his fist faded away, as if it never existed. Except for puncturing the dragon man's chest, Ji Hao's fist didn't even stir up a slight gust of wind, and didn't cause any harm to the surrounding environment or spirit creatures.
Seeing Ji Hao's amazing punch, Netherworld Hierarch couldn't help but nod. He almost slapped his thigh and cheered out loud.
This punch contained the purest power, the most violent power, and the fiercest power. From this punch, Netherworld Hierarch even sensed a great Dao of nature that was terrifyingly oppressive.
If such a heavy punch landed on any other human being, the fist power would certainly spread out for hundreds of miles, and everything on its way would be turned into ashes.
But in Ji Hao's hand, this punch seemed so easy. When he attacked the enemy, it sounded like a million dragons fighting each other, seeming to destroy the entire universe. But when he retracted his punch, it was like a butterfly fluttering in the air, landing on the bun of a young girl, without stirring up even a speck of dust.
Ji Hao had a perfect control over his own power, almost like the great Dao.
Ji Hao was satisfied with this punch. He slowly took back his fist, turned around, glanced at White Feather, who was dumbfounded. Baring his teeth, he laughed and said, "White Feather … You … Are you with the four of them? You, do you want to die? "
Ji Hao didn't hide his strong intent of killing at all. He merged the dark power and blood power from his embryo of Dao with the spirit creature power he created. A bloody, fierce power transformed into tens of blood-red boas, darting out of his body and coiling on White Feather's body.
A boundless blood pool suddenly appeared in front of White Feather's eyes. In the blood pool, countless twisted faces were struggling and screaming. Among those faces, White Feather saw countless people he knew. His elders, his relatives, his subordinates, those who had died long ago in his life, were soaking in the blood pool, crying and howling. They stretched out their hands, trying to drag White Feather into the pool of blood that he could never escape from …
"No!" Bai Yu let out a miserable howl as he staggered backward.
Cold sweat oozed out of his body. Tremblingly, White Feather looked at Ji Hao and screamed, "Mr. Summer, I'm just a business partner with them … I, I'm not with them … But, Mr. Summer, if you kill someone here, you won't be able to attend the auction!"
"Ah, ah, I see!" Ji Hao scratched his own head and said blandly, "I have to show some respect to Dark Water Ao Ao. I can't make trouble in his territory! So … you four, apologize to me, apologize, apologize! Otherwise, I'll kill you … then I'll kill White Feather. Then, the treasures he sent to the auction will naturally be mine! "
Ji Hao laughed with a high-pitched voice and fearlessly released a blood-red, terrifying spirit creature power, "Killing people and taking their treasures, I've done this many times. It's fun!"
White Feather's face instantly turned pale. He stared at Ji Hao in shock. Why did he make a deal with such an old lunatic?
The four expressionlessly looked at Ji Hao. After ten whole minutes, when the spirit creature power released from Ji Hao grew stronger and stronger and seemed to pounce on them, the four deeply bowed to Ji Hao together.
"Summer, my friend, my brothers and I have offended you. We're very sorry. Please be merciful and restrain your thunder fire!"
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