At this moment, the majority of the people's gazes were focused on the mangled figure on the sixth stage …
"In the end, the difference is still too great. They aren't even on the same level …"
Defeated, miserably defeated. The bones in his chest had been shattered in an instant, and some sharp-eyed people could even see the eerie white bones protruding out. It was an extremely horrifying sight.
However, he was still alive. It was just that his aura was extremely weak.
Just when Dongfang Zheng was about to admit defeat, he saw Xiao Qiuqiu, who was lying on Joan Of Arc's shoulder, shake its head at him, signaling him not to admit defeat. This left him stunned. Although he was worried, he swallowed the words that were already at the tip of his tongue.
That was because he felt an extremely terrifying aura shrouding him the moment he saw Xiao Qiuqiu. It made him feel that it would be extremely easy for Xiao Qiuqiu to take his life.
Therefore, he remained indifferent even when the people of Long Moon Pass and the others looked at him anxiously. On the contrary, he turned his gaze back to the stage.
Perhaps, Feng Hao still had the strength to fight.
"Cough cough …"
After a while, Fenghao, who was lying on the ground, coughed twice. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood from his body. The aura on his body slowly returned to normal.
"He's actually not dead …"
Seeing this scene, the person in charge of the Mang Flame Clan narrowed his eyes. There was even a smear of shock in the depths of his eyes.
Under that kind of attack, not to mention a Second Order Saint Level Peak, even a Ninth Order Saint Level Peak expert would be annihilated under that palm.
From this, it could be seen that the strength of Feng Hao's physique had already reached an inhuman level.
Just when the person in charge of the Mang Flame Clan wanted to follow up with another palm strike, he realised that Fenghao, who had already lost his fighting intent, had once again become denser. It was as if a peerless divine sword had awakened within his body, emitting a sharp aura that could pierce through the heavens and earth. It caused the surrounding space to emit teeth-numbing noises, causing the person in charge of the Mang Flame Clan to stop in his tracks. His face became even darker.
Under everyone's astonished gazes, Fenghao, who was lying on the ground, dragged his somewhat broken body and actually slowly stood up …
His clothes were tattered, and his body was covered in wounds and bloodstains. However, there wasn't the slightest dispiritedness on his face. The battle intent in his eyes was still as intense as ever, revealing an unyielding will. This caused the aura on his body to become even more terrifying as it constantly rose.
Evidently, under such an intense battle, his battle intent had obtained the best tempering and had once again been refined.
The wounds on his body were recovering at a visible speed under the treatment of the Divine Armament Book. Those terrifying wounds healed in a few breaths' time, forming scabs, and returned to normal, as if he wasn't injured at all.
Creak creak creak …
As he casually moved his arms and legs, his joints emitted a crisp creaking sound. It was as if a huge beast had awakened in his body and a terrifying aura slowly spread out. It was as heavy as a mountain and as vast as the ocean, giving many people a suffocating pressure.
At this moment, a layer of greyish flame-like energy rose from Fenghao's body. As it moved slightly, the surrounding space emitted waves of muffled sonic booms. It was as if the space could no longer endure his existence.
"Are you done warming up?"
Seeing Feng Hao act as if nothing had happened, the person in charge of the Mang Flame clan said in an extremely calm voice.
Speaking of which, he had only been suppressing himself with his cultivation. The real attack he had used was that final palm strike.
After all, a junior with such a huge cultivation gap was not enough for him to use his full strength.
However, after seeing that Feng Hao had actually received his attack, he began to view this young man with importance. He had already raised Feng Hao's position to the same level as him.
He even felt fear in the bottom of his heart. He was a little afraid that Feng Hao would really mature.
Therefore, there was a subtle change in his aura.
If he suddenly attacked, he was rather worried that Dongfang Zheng would directly admit defeat. That way, no matter how powerful he was, he wouldn't be able to kill someone right under the eyes of the tower master. He needed to find a suitable opportunity.
"Sky Flipping Palm."
Fenghao did not waste any words with him. His hands formed a hand seal, and a huge grey palm was condensed by him.
The grey palm seemed to have crossed over from the ancient times. It gave off an ancient and powerful aura as it pressed down, giving off the illusion that the world was under the palm. It was as if the palm could really flip the world over.
"Rumble …"
As Feng Hao pushed his hand out, the grey palm immediately became like a tank. With a deafening explosion, it rolled towards the person in charge of the Mang Flame clan. Along the way, space was torn apart and ripples spread out. It was like a huge ship sailing on the ocean, breaking through the waves as it descended with an aura that could overturn the world.
"Shatter!"
With a single clench of his fist, a heart-shaking power condensed in the Mang Flame clan's hand. Afterwards, it poured into the grey palm, and the two clashed.
"Explode."
When he felt that the giant palm was showing signs of cracking, Fenghao did not hesitate and directly detonated it.
Rumble …
In that instant, the floating grey palm exploded and an extremely violent energy swept out, charging towards the person in charge of the Mang Flame clan.
"Crap."
When the person in charge of the Mang Flame Clan sensed that the aura on the giant gray palm had become violent and chaotic, he knew that something was wrong. However, it was too late for him to retreat. As a ruthless look flashed across his eyes, an extremely powerful aura spread out from his body and directly collided with the violent energy. In an instant, as if a bomb had been thrown into the water, the entire space of the arena was directly boiling. Endless light flooded the entire area of the arena. The violent storm that could kill a Saint-level powerhouse at the peak of the Nine or Nine Levels surged like a typhoon.
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