After a split-second, Hidden Hao punched out.
Boundless killing intent erupted like a volcano as it surged out along with the force of the fist. In an instant, it condensed into an abnormally large black fist shadow. It roared forward, as if it could destroy anything.
In a split-second, this fist shadow that was completely condensed from killing intent collided with the huge palm that was densely covered in blood.
"Boom!"
Amidst the earth-shaking sounds, the huge palm exploded, the fist shadow shattered, and the terrifying Strength Qi wreaked havoc, the surrounding space immediately began to fluctuate violently, visible to the naked eye.
The huge blood-colored passageway continued to tremble, as if it would collapse at any moment.
But after a split-second, the Strength Qi had already moved to the side, and the huge palm that was covered in countless threads of blood appeared once again, rumbling as it smashed towards Hidden Hao.
"Roar!"
With a beast-like roar, Hidden Hao's fist punched out once again. The huge fist shadow condensed from boundless killing intent welcomed the huge palm at an astonishing speed.
"Boom!"
Another loud explosion rang out.
In the next moment, the third gigantic palm that was covered in blood veins and the third fist shadow that was condensed from killing intent appeared again. They violently collided with each other with terrifying might.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"..."
In the blink of an eye, the fist and palm had already collided six times in a row. The berserk Strength Qi was like raging waves and stormy waves.
From the fourth time he used the "Demon Spirit Killing Fist", Hidden Hao had already become a bit strenuous. After the sixth punch, his body had become much fainter.
"Hu!"
However, Tang Huan's attack did not stop at all. After the sixth gigantic palm shattered, the gigantic palm that was covered in blood threads condensed once again, breaking through the layers of Strength Qi's obstruction, and fiercely smashed forward. At this moment, it was as if a gigantic mountain had collapsed, and the mountains and rivers had turned upside down.
"Kill —"
Hidden Hao let out a shrill howl as he used the "Demon Spirit Killing Fist" for the seventh time.
After punching out, Hidden Hao staggered endlessly, but he did not dare to stop at all. He gathered all his remaining strength and retreated backwards with all his might. The reason why he chose this time to increase the distance between him and his opponent was because he knew very well that he would not be able to escape under that continuous attack.
Now, the opponent's "Blood God's Seven Palms" had been completely displayed, and his strength was probably almost exhausted. Even if the opponent still had strength left, before launching a new attack, there would definitely be a short pause.
This gave him the perfect opportunity to escape.
When he encountered this sixteenth step undead, Hidden Hao had thought that he would definitely win. However, after a fierce battle, not only did he not win, he was even forced to flee … This was a great humiliation to Hidden Hao. However, since things had come to this, no matter how willing he was, he had to make a decision.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he understood that if he continued to fight, there was a high chance that he would be killed by his opponent. His chances of winning were extremely slim.
With his current achievements, the position of the new prince was already firmly in his hands. How could he be willing to be killed at this time?
Boom!
Amidst a deafening roar, the fist and palm collided for the seventh time.
This time, the power of the "Demon Spirit Killing Fist" that was condensed from Hidden Hao's killing intent had been greatly reduced. In a blink of an eye, the fist image had already collapsed, and Pang Shuo's gigantic blood palm took the opportunity to strike the place where Hidden Hao was standing in front of, and then slowly dissipated. The passageway trembled crazily, and the powerful Strength Qi churned like a wave.
Hidden Hao, who was retreating explosively, was unable to withstand the impact of this force. His body was immediately sent flying, and his speed actually became even faster than before. When Hidden Hao barely managed to stabilize his body, he was already hundreds of meters away. He couldn't help but reveal a smile on his face.
However —
In the next moment, the smile on Hidden Hao's face froze. Uncontrollable fear and despair appeared between his brows. His two pupils reflected a blood-red color.
"Slash!"
In front of him, a gigantic blood-red blade light had already torn apart the Strength Qi that was churning in the air, and arrived in front of him at a speed that was hard to catch with the naked eye. The incomparably tyrannical Strength Qi fluctuations quickly gave rise to a huge pressure, causing him to feel as if he was suffocating, and the direction of the blade edge made him feel as if his entire body was about to be cut into two halves. The attack that was already very close to him had already made him smell the scent of death.
"You Yi, stop!"
In his shock and despair, Hidden Hao could not help but scream, "If you kill me, after we leave, I will not rest until you are dead!"
The long battle had already consumed a large amount of his strength. Just now, he had used the "Devil Spirit Killing Fist" seven times in a row. His strength was almost completely exhausted. It was impossible for him to withstand such a fierce attack. If he took it head on, he would die without a doubt. If he threatened him, he might have a chance to live.
Unfortunately, the blade light did not slow down in the slightest.
"Boom!"
Almost at the same instant Hidden Hao's voice fell, the blood-red blade light had already landed on his body. The blood-red storm brought about by the blade light instantly engulfed the area around him. In less than half a breath of time, the tall black figure of Hidden Hao had already completely vanished into thin air.
"Chi!"
Immediately after, a Blood Red Odor rose from the violent and tyrannical Strength Qi, and in an instant, it had already traversed several hundred meters of space, landing on Tang Huan's waist.
Looking at the violently fluctuating space in front of him, Tang Huan could not help but sneer: "After the second round of selection ends, I am already a prince, what can you do to me?"
That Level 17 Death Spirit called Hidden Light was indeed very powerful.
If it wasn't for the fact that he had already used up a lot of energy in the second round of the "Royal Spirit Ceremony", even if Tang Huan used the "Blood God's Seven Palms", she might not be able to kill him. Of course, if there was no one around, and not within the "Divine Nether Illusion Formation", it would naturally be much easier for Tang Huan to deal with him.
With that thought, Tang Huan had already dispersed the huge blood-red blade that had just condensed in her hand, and slightly closed her eyes.
The "Blood God's Seven Palms" just now had already consumed a lot of his energy. Tang Huan had to absorb the death aura and recover as soon as possible, otherwise, if he met another seventeenth stage death spirit, he would have no choice but to run for his life. However, just as Tang Huan calmed her mind, a loud voice sounded out:
"Time's up! The second round of selection is over! "
This string of characters seemed to contain an intimidating power.
The moment he finished speaking, Tang Huan was in a trance. In the blink of an eye, it was as if several hours had passed before she suddenly woke up. Looking over, not only had the blood-colored passageway disappeared, the gigantic blood-colored round cover on the plaza had also disappeared without a trace.
The "Divine Nether Illusion Formation" had already dissipated!
Tang Huan subconsciously looked around in the blink of an eye. Within her line of sight, there were already pitifully few figures standing, and those fellows were also like him, constantly looking left and right.
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