It wasn't thunder, but it came from the monstrous young man's arm.
That thunderous roar caused the hearts of those who heard it to tremble in fear, and a chill immediately rose in their hearts.
"This guy …"
Cheng Nan's face was filled with astonishment and he looked a little dazed.
This power had surpassed the Three Viscera of a Martial Ancestor!
Everyone knew that the young man was preparing a big move. The fluctuation was terrifying. If it was someone else, they would have exploded long ago.
One should know that the monstrous arm was an existence comparable to a Spiritual Artifact!
"What's the rank of his secret technique?"
Everyone couldn't help but be suspicious.
His Martial Essence was like a vast ocean. It seemed to be an endless existence. It was definitely not something that could be supported by ordinary secret techniques.
The rank of the secret technique determined the amount of Martial Origin Energy!
Outsiders naturally didn't know that Feng Hao was only born in a small family, but the people of West Mist knew it very well, especially Yun Ying and Wan Xin. They knew Feng Hao's background very well.
That mediocre young man, where did he get his high rank secret technique from?
In the end, they concluded that this young man's fortuitous encounter was terrifying!
On the other side, Han Yun was also giving it his all.
The cold wind was bone-piercing, and snowflakes were flying everywhere. Within a few meters around him, there was a hazy mist, causing his figure to become blurry.
"Rumble …"
In a daze, an ice mountain floated above his head. At this moment, his face was frighteningly pale, and his hands that were holding the long sword were trembling slightly.
"Go!"
As if he had used all his strength, he swung the long sword. The ice mountain that was tens of meters long and shaped like a small mountain whizzed toward Feng Hao with a loud rumble.
This was already the result of condensing all the Martial Origin Energy in his body. He wanted to use the difference in their realms to crush Feng Hao!
Even Cheng Nan's expression turned solemn when he saw the iceberg.
Last time, he had suddenly exploded, so Han Yun was caught off guard and knocked off the stage. If it really was a hard fight, it would take a lot of effort.
Under everyone's fearful gazes, the ice mountain pressed down on Feng Hao, who was still gathering his power.
"Hmph!"
Feng Hao narrowed his eyes and locked onto the ice mountain's movements. He crouched down slightly, and the muffled sound from his arm grew even faster.
Finally, the last layer of energy was formed!
Rushing Thunder Sixth Layer!
Feng Hao was overjoyed. Without hesitation, he rushed out like a ferocious tiger. He raised his ferocious Qilin arm and punched the huge iceberg.
"He actually wants to take it head-on!"
Even the big shots on the high platform could not sit still.
Han Yun's full force attack had already reached the power of a Wu Zong's five organs!And this young man, who was only an Intermediate Martial Spirit, actually wanted to take it head-on?
No one knew where his confidence came from. At this moment, everyone did not even dare to blink, afraid that they would miss some exciting scene.
"Rushing Thunder Fist!"
With a muffled roar from Fenghao, the Sixth Layer Lightning Force, which had just been condensed, condensed into a single point and exploded outwards.
"Boom!"
A thunderous sound burst out from the arena and spread across half of the Imperial City. The ears of the people nearby were shaken to the point of pain. Those who were weaker had their ears bleeding.
"Buzz …"
Following that, a violent gust of wind burst forth. Just as everyone was scrambling to avoid it, a buzzing sound rang out, and a fiery red barrier appeared around the arena, enveloping the entire arena.
The big shots had made their move!
Boom! Boom!
As the wind blew, the barrier rippled like the surface of a lake, undulating up and down.
Following that, everyone saw a shocking scene.
At the point of contact between the ferocious fist and the ice mountain, a crack spread from the tip of the fist to the entire ice mountain. After a while, the entire ice mountain was covered with cracks that looked like a spider's web.
"Boom!"
In the end, the huge force burst out and the entire ice mountain exploded under everyone's shocked gaze.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Pieces of extremely hard ice shot out in all directions. They shot into the arena, directly into the floor, and shot into the barrier. The barrier was hit, leaving sharp and terrifying bumps.
One could imagine how strong the ice was. It had at least reached the level of a Wu Zong's four organs.
As for Feng Hao, he immediately released his Wu Yuan. He waved his Qilin Arms, protecting a few vital parts of his body.
Even so, he still became extremely miserable.
Only his head and chest were still intact. The rest of his body was a mess of blood and flesh. A few pieces of ice had pierced through his stomach, and there were a few big holes in his thighs.
Fresh blood flowed all over the ground. This was the most miserable time for him.
If he was already in such a state, it was needless to say that Han Yun, who was on the other side, was in even worse condition.
These ice cubes did not recognize people!
After unleashing this attack with his full power, his Martial Essence Vortex had already become completely empty. Seeing the ice shards shooting towards him, he basically had no ability to resist at all. He was directly pierced through and turned into a sieve by the countless ice shards.
A preliminary estimate showed that there were at least a few hundred holes on Han Yun's body. As for his heart, there were three or four big holes. His head was also a mess of blood and flesh, and half of his skull had been cut off.
After the rain of ice, he immediately stopped breathing.
Sss! …
When the bright red barrier dissipated, the tragic scene in the arena caused everyone to suck in a breath of cold air.
It was too tragic!
Neither side had foreseen such a situation.
"Yun-er!"
The middle-aged man cried out tragically and leaped onto the arena. Looking at Han Yun, who was already full of holes, his body trembled. His eyes became misty, and two streams of tears rolled down his cheeks.
Han was the surname of the royal family of the Sunset Kingdom. Han Yun was a prince of the Sunset Kingdom.
As for this middle-aged man, he was Han Yun's uncle, Han Peng!
With Han Yun's identity and shocking talent, it was almost certain that he would become a Martial Honor. As for the Sunset Kingdom, they treated him as the crown prince and groomed him as the next King.
Now, he was dead. He had died so tragically. How could Han Peng accept this?
"I want you dead!"
His eyes turned red as he looked at Feng Hao, who had already stood up. His expression became extremely ferocious as he growled and charged at Feng Hao.
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