As soon as he finished speaking, his aura exploded. The flaming figure did not give Feng Hao any time to prepare and disappeared again. The next moment, he appeared on the left side of Feng Hao.
"Get lost."
Feng Hao was now in a state of full concentration. The moment the flaming figure appeared, he had already noticed it. Without hesitation, he threw out a Qilin Killing Fist.
This punch was incomparable to the one that broke the purple palm. It could be said that although this punch was thrown out in a hurry, it was still several times or even dozens of times stronger than before.
Because this was Feng Hao's full strength. Before the punch was completely thrown out, the surroundings had already turned into a vacuum, and there was a loud explosion.
"Boom …"
Almost in an instant, a blood-golden fist imprint with a surging aura instantly blasted onto the flaming figure, directly blasting it into countless sparks that scattered in all directions.
"Did I succeed?"
Seeing this, Feng Hao frowned slightly, puzzled.
How could such a powerful flaming figure be defeated by his punch? This was too strange. Facing his punch, it did not even intend to dodge, as if …
"Not good."
However, the next moment, he suddenly had goosebumps all over his body. An extremely dangerous feeling suddenly came from behind him. Almost instinctively, his body twisted, and at the same time, he condensed a Qilin Killing Fist and punched behind him.
"Bang …"
"Crack!"
But no matter how fast Fenghao reacted, the speed of the flaming figure was faster than him. Before Fenghao could completely turn around, the sound of bones breaking came from his back, followed by a sharp pain that spread throughout his entire body. Before Fenghao could react, his entire back had already lost all feeling.
"Hiss."
With a punch, Feng Hao was once again sent flying thousands of meters away. In the air, he looked at the place where he was just now, and there was a figure covered in flames.
Not knowing whether it was the terror of the flaming figure or the sharp pain coming from his back, Feng Hao kept gasping in the air, and his body was covered in cold sweat. Even if this was a sea of fire, it could not make him feel the slightest bit hot.
This was the first time he came here, and even at the first stage, he encountered such a terrifying opponent. It was simply invincible among those of the same stage, and it was even more powerful than Qiong Ying.
He dared not imagine how terrifying it would be later on.
At this moment, Feng Hao completely understood why Qing Chuan and the others loved and feared the Heavenly Path of Hell. If they failed, there would be the risk of death, but if they succeeded, there would naturally be great benefits.
It could be said that this was a gamble, a gamble of one's understanding of one's own strength. If one won, one would ascend to the peak, and if one lost, one would turn into dust and be forgotten by history.
Even so, there were still countless people willing to take a gamble. In fact, even peak existences like the God Monarchs and the Infernal Gods would not hesitate to come here.
This was the thirst for power.
If they were like this, what about Feng Hao?
Perhaps in the beginning, Feng Hao was only curious and wanted to stop Prison Heart Sword and the others. However, now that he was being suppressed by an unknown flame figure, he was immediately enraged. He forcefully stopped himself from retreating. Origin energy surged out endlessly, quickly healing the wounds on his back.
Without saying a word, the boundless fury and unyieldingness in his eyes turned into motivation. With a wave of his hand, he summoned the Pangu Axe.
…
After three breaths, there was no trace of the Pangu Axe except for the sea of flames around them.
"How can this be?"
Feng Hao was dumbfounded. He could sense the small world, but he could not sense Xiao Qiu and the others in it. Aside from the constant surging of Origin Energy, there was no sign of life.
It was like an empty shell with nothing inside, only the Origin Energy that supported the world's operation.
"Even external forces are restricted?"
After a moment of shock, Feng Hao's expression turned extremely grave. He stared at the flame figure, his mind racing.
Since he could not rely on external forces, he could only rely on his own strength to defeat it. However, it was impossible to defeat it head-on.
Not to mention the fact that he could not keep up with its speed, its attacks were extremely terrifying. If he was not careful, Feng Hao might die in just a few moves. Even if he had Origin Energy to recover, he would not be able to keep up with the speed of his injuries.
"I can only outsmart it."
After a moment of thought, Feng Hao watched the flame figure disappear again. Then, he endured the intense pain in his back and stomped on the ground, charging into the sky.
Bang!
However, before he could rise a hundred meters, the flame figure had already appeared above him. Without any time to react, it directly punched down at Feng Hao.
Fortunately, Feng Hao was already prepared. He used his hands to protect his head. Otherwise, even if his head did not explode, he would have suffered a concussion.
However, the intense pain coming from his arms made Feng Hao's face contort. In addition, he was falling at an extremely fast speed. It looked like he was about to fall into the endless sea of flames.
Although Feng Hao was careful, he was not arrogant enough to think that he could remain unscathed in this terrifying sea of flames. Gritting his teeth, he slowly bent his legs. Then, using the resistance of the void, he suddenly sprang up. His speed was several times faster than before.
At the same time, he condensed the Qilin Killing Fist again. He looked straight at the flame figure and directly punched it with irresistible force.
Boom ….
A loud sound rang out. It was unknown whether it was because the flaming silhouette couldn't react in time or because it was frightened by Fenghao's sudden action, but it actually froze in place, allowing Fenghao to directly strike its body. Immediately, countless sparks flew everywhere. This time, the flaming silhouette was truly destroyed, not the afterimage from before.
Seeing this, Feng Hao's twisted face could not help but reveal a smile. However, after a moment, it immediately turned into a pained expression.
Just now, he had forcefully stopped the inertia of falling and at the same time punched. It looked extremely simple, but in reality, Feng Hao did not have it easy. The two forces collided, causing his body to tremble. It was extremely uncomfortable, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"It's finally over."
Looking at the scattered sparks in the sky, Feng Hao relaxed. The injuries on his body seemed to have disappeared, and he was about to collapse in the air.
However, in the next moment, two pillars of fire appeared in front of him. Then, two flame figures appeared. They were exactly the same as before, and even their auras were no different.
"Damn it, you're still coming?"
Feng Hao almost broke down. What happened to defeating 'it' and walking out of this world? Now that they're here, what's the point of playing?
However, the two flame figures did not care about Feng Hao's mockery. There was no sound, only incomparably sharp fists. Moreover, they attacked from the left and right, not giving him any time to react.
"Damn it, I can't beat you, but I can run away from you!"
Seeing this, Feng Hao roared angrily. His aura exploded, causing the flame figure to pause for a moment. Then, the flame figure's legs turned oily, and he quickly ran backward.
One of them had almost taken half his life. Now that there were two, Feng Hao did not dare to fight them head-on. Otherwise, he would definitely be the one to suffer.
As the saying went, of the thirty-six stratagems, running away was the best. A man should know when to yield and when to stand tall. It would not be too late to find an opportunity to deal with them.
Feng Hao comforted himself as he ran.
However, he was already heavily injured, and his speed was not a match for the flame figure. So, before he could run more than a thousand meters, he was blocked.
At the same time, there were two fists with incomparable heat. Every time they moved, waves of fire rolled, and their auras soared to the sky.
"It's over."
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