Chapter 675: Invite battle

Chapter 675: Invitation
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Chapter 675: Inviting Battle
"Dare you dare to do something with me, it's almost death!"
The wind elder had to float, his eyes were full of anger, and his voice was like thunder. Someone who was shocked was dizzy, and his eyes scanned the audience. No one dared to look at him.
The person who can sit in the Tianwu Auction House is not simply a strength but also an identity. Everyone who is qualified to sit in the town must have a behemoth behind him that cannot be imagined by ordinary people.
"Bang Bang! ..."
Thinking of the fire, the wind elder fluttered his hands and burst out of four energies. He dragged the four Langlang evil elders and shook them, leaving a deep pit on the square, blood dripping, After a short while, the four elders were already beyond recognition. The nose bridge collapsed, the teeth were broken, and the blood was covered with blood.
"Snapped!"
The sage of Lang Xie was stunned, trying to escape by chance. After being found, he slapped a slap on his face, his face deformed and deformed, almost all his teeth were spit out, and fell into the distance, like a dead dog. Generally can't climb.
"Escape, have you escaped to show me ?!"
Elder Feng sucked him in with one hand and scolded, holding his eyes.
It ’s just a little Wu Zun. If he escapes from under his hands, then it will be passed on. He wo n’t laugh at you?
The evil son of Lang Xie has no strength to refute. He is now full of fear, and only wants to escape the old man's clutches.
He is the of the sun. He was destined to be noble from birth. Everywhere he went there was a compliment. No one had ever defeated him, let alone frustrated.
As in today's situation, he had never encountered it before, and now he knew that someone could disregard his divine body and identity of the Son and kill him!
He couldn't help but regret it for the first time, he shouldn't mess with that boy ...
"I will kill you today!"
Elder Feng is so mad that he will be killed.
Everyone is frightened. Is the body that is difficult to succeed in one century difficult to be killed?
"Senior don't want it!"
The four old men exclaimed, but desperate resistance did not help. The old man's mighty mighty power was like thousands of mountains. They could not even move their fingers.
"Old senior, wait!"
A slightly weak voice sounded behind the old man, causing him to stop the movement in his hand and turn around, he saw Feng Hao, who was bathing in blood, with a smile, walking towards him slowly.
"how?"
The old man's expression slowed down and asked a little mildly, his tone was different from the previous one.
"I want to implore the old man to let him go."
Feng Hao settled, stopped not far from the old man, and said sincerely.
"Release him ?!"
The old man was stunned, and looked at him a little bit by mistake.
Everyone in the audience is the same. The four elders, the son of Langxie, and the son of Beibei are all unclear, one after another guessing their true intentions in their hearts.
They can't believe that Feng Hao will have good intentions. There is no reason to forgive his enemies if anyone encounters such things. Moreover, after this incident, the two sides will be even more at odds. Different from letting the tiger return to the mountain, if the sun body is big, the old man in front of him may not be able to suppress him.
Therefore, strangling the divine body at this time is the best choice, and there is no worries.
"Ok."
Feng Hao still smiled, and nodded gently, "A mere miracle, there is no need for the old man to do it himself."
"but…"
Elder Feng frowned.
It is really not wise to keep this body. Moreover, Fengjia is also in the biggest dilemma now. If Dacheng God body goes down in the future, it will be a great blow to Fengjia.
However, seeing Feng Hao's sincere look, he still let down the Son of Lang Xie.
"Ahem!"
As soon as he fell on the ground, Long Xiezi squatted down, coughing in his mouth, blood spewed out, and looking at the boy who came slowly, there was haze between his eyebrows.
"Does it feel good?"
Looking at the unrecognizable Son of Langxie, Feng Hao slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and his words were playful and tuneful.
"Humph!"
The sage of Lord Langxie almost lost his teeth, and he could not speak for a short time. He could only sigh coldly, struggling to stand upright, the corners of his twitching mouth, and the trembling body. It was obvious that he was not at this time. Feeling good.
However, he is still proud, and his self-esteem does not allow himself to bow his head in front of people who are weaker than himself. If so, he would rather choose to die!
"Do you know why?"
During the conversation, Feng Hao's face also became cold, his eyes shone coldly.
He has a low starting point, and he has never enjoyed the cultivation of any background. His strength is all obtained through his own hard work. Moreover, his real training time is just over six years!
In six years, he was promoted from a third-level martial artist to the second floor of Wuzun's first realm. Who can say such a slow speed? !!
And now, he has the blue energy and the celestial tactics of the celestial sage that can be better than the sacred energy. If the tactical warfare is completed to perfection, this may exceed all sacred and divine abilities and become a new ultimate Way!
With these two, he is already considered to have the strength and qualification to transcend the divine body!
Under the unknown eyes of the Holy Son of Lang Xie, Feng Hao raised a cold arc, slowly vomiting, "Because, I'll be enough to solve you!"
"Humph!"
The prince of Lang Xie was startled, then hummed coldly, and looked at Fenghao ironically.
He no longer had the ability to resist at this time, even an ordinary Wu Zun could easily kill him, not to mention Feng Hao, a talented man of extraordinary talent?
"The divinity is over!"
Seeing this scene, everyone sighed.
It is unwise to leave the body of God, and kill it without worries. Moreover, Feng Hao is right now. Even if he kills, there is no place to claim justice for Langxian Holy Land.
"You don't need to excite me!"
Feng Hao held a cold arc in his mouth, looked at the sage of Lang Xie scornfully, and taunted, "I'm not you, I like to do things while people are in danger."
"I will give you three years of cultivation, and after you have cultivated, three years later, I will fight you outside the ancient city. Regardless of life or death, how dare you accept it ?!"
The young man was bathing in blood, standing on an open square, with a straight rocker, like a pine, in front of tens of thousands of people.
The audience was silent, all eyes were shocked and looked at him inexplicably, surprised, confused, surprised, unknown. No one could guess what he was thinking at this time. This invitation to the battle had no advantage for him. On the contrary, the three-year-old Son of Langxie may have broken Wu Zun's existence ...
S: There was a power outage at noon yesterday. I heard the landlord said the transformer was burned. I do n’t know when it will call. Shrimp is now in the Internet cafe ...
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