"Rumble …"
A huge energy tide rolled out, shaking the sky. Everything in the surroundings was flattened as if it was the end of the world. A piercingly cold gale whistled, and everything within a few miles was in a mess. Some of the people who were hiding too close to the battle were defending themselves in a sorry state, and they hurriedly retreated. Wu Neng and the other four were the closest to the battle. They were already in a weakened state, and they were directly blown away like duckweed. Fresh blood spewed from their mouths, and one of them was directly minced into pieces. His flesh and blood splattered everywhere, as if it was raining blood.
The first to bear the brunt of the attack were the three people from the Immortal Organization. They were in an even worse state. The three of them were pushed back hundreds of meters by the impact, and the man and woman beside them spat out blood. The man in the middle had a pale face under the mask, and he did not look good at all.
Obviously, he had suffered quite a lot of impact, and he had suffered some injuries.
They simply could not understand why this person was in the main hall, and how could he possess such tyrannical strength …
However, it was obviously not the time to think about this, because Feng Hao had already rushed over.
"Firmament Sacrificial Formation."
The man in the middle made a prompt decision, and with a soft cry, he dispersed the dragon. With a flip of his hand, he took out a bright object, and raised it up high with one hand, while the other hand began to form a hand seal.
At the same time, the man and woman beside him did the same, and they stood in three different positions. The bright object in their hands emitted a strange light, and a dazzling light beam shot out, and condensed in the sky. Suddenly, a burst of light that was even more dazzling than the sun in the sky, and everyone could not open their eyes.
"Buzz …"
With a deafening sound of burning sound, a simple and unadorned large formation emerged from the dazzling light, and with an earth-shattering momentum, it engulfed Feng Hao, and wanted to crush him within it.
"Break."
Feng Hao, who was in a violent mood, lost his rationality. He clenched his fist, and a majestic force gathered. He raised his fist, and directly punched the ancient formation that was descending.
"Bang!"
The tenth layer of the Rushing Tiger Force exploded forth like a flood, violently bombarding the formation, causing a deafening explosion to erupt. The enormous force crashed onto the formation, intending to tear it apart. However, the formation buzzed and trembled slightly, emitting a powerful aura. When the two collided, they actually managed to cancel out the attack. The enraged Feng Hao was forced back a great deal, while the formation was only forced back a few meters. After a slight tremble, it returned to normal.
However, the three people from the Xian organization behind the formation were not feeling well. The arm that was holding the dazzling object trembled, and they almost threw it away.
"Yes."
Seeing that he did not shatter it, the enraged Feng Hao could not help but be startled. After a short while, an even more ruthless emotion surged. His eyes were scarlet red as he charged forward once again. His fists carried waves of ear-piercing sonic booms. It was as if an ancient ferocious beast had awakened and once again collided with the array.
"Bang! Bang!"
A piercingly cold gale erupted from the point where the fists and the formation collided. Ripples that were visible to the naked eye spread out. Everything on the ground below was completely flattened, and the space undulated like water.
This time, Feng Hao still did not tear the formation apart. However, the dazzling object in the hands of the three people from the Xian organization dimmed a lot …
For a moment, the two parties were actually in a stalemate.
"Hiss …"
Everyone at the scene could not help but suck in a long breath of cold air.
Apart from Joan Of Arc and Wan Xin, everyone else knew what kind of organization the Xian was.
It was an organization that had almost ruled over the entire Hundred Races Continent. Its name had lasted through the ages, and no one could remain calm when the Xian organization was mentioned.
All of this was because of the power of the Xian organization.
In the sea of beasts, everyone had witnessed the strength of the three people from the Xian organization. They were so terrifying that no one dared to make an enemy out of them.
However, at this moment, even though the three of them had joined forces, the three of them were still at a disadvantage in the current situation.
At this moment, everyone's mind was trembling violently.
They knew very well that it was not because the three people from the Xian organization were not strong enough, but because their opponents were just too strong.
The scene of the Red Flame Copper-Headed Ape, who was at Wu Huang's realm, being smashed and then torn apart was still vivid in their minds. The current scene was even more soul-stirring.
It could be said that even if the aftermath of the battle swept over, not many people would dare to say that they could come out unscathed.
"This guy … He even withstood the people from the Xian organization …"
Xie Yandong and the others felt their mouths and tongues go dry. They could not help but click their tongues. Their minds were rolling like the tide, unable to calm down.
They no longer knew how to express their feelings at this moment with words.
"Brother Hao …"
Joan Of Arc, Wan Xin, and Yan Qing all had tears in their eyes. Their hearts trembled, and an indescribable throbbing rose in their hearts.
Her husband, he was always so unexpected, every time, he was becoming stronger …
"Damn it! How did he become so strong?!"
In the distance, Wu Neng's eyes almost popped out when he saw that Feng Hao could actually fight against the three people from the Xian organization.
"Run."
At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind. He did not even bid farewell to the remaining three people from the Wizard Spirit clan and flew away alone.
Feng Hao's strength made him not even have the heart to resist.
At this moment, he had thrown all the glory and glory to the back of his mind. Like a stray dog, he fled in a sorry state.
"Bastard."
When Feng Hao, who had been locked on to him, saw this scene, he immediately felt anger rush to his head. He stretched out his hand, and a dark grey giant sword condensed in his hand. It was really like a divine weapon. A fierce aura gushed out, and the surrounding space resounded with ear-piercing sounds of the sword tearing through the air.
"Shatter."
He leaped up with the giant sword in his hand. Like a demon god that had descended, he directly slashed at the ancient formation that the three people from the Xian organization had condensed. When the giant sword was waved, even the space was slashed open, and a white mark was cut open, as if it was about to be torn apart. The momentum was extremely piercingly cold.
"Rip, …"
With a sound that sounded like leather being torn apart, the simple formation that they were so proud of was cut in half by the sword and shattered.
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