Chapter 1615: Demon Fist

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Chapter 1615 Demon Killing Fist
Immediately after, Yin Hao punched out.
The majestic killing was like a volcanic eruption, rushing out along the fist, and in an instant, an unusually huge black boxing shadow condensed and roared forward, seemingly indestructible.
In the flash of light, the fist shadow completely formed by the intention of killing was shaken with the palm.
"boom!"
In the earth-shattering sound, the giant palm burst, the fist shadow shattered, and the horrible energy raged, and the surrounding void immediately showed a violent fluctuation visible to the naked eye.
This huge blood-colored channel trembled constantly and seemed to collapse at any time.
But after an instant, this energy has been auctioned to the side, and the giant palm covered with countless bloodshots has reappeared, banging to Yin Hao.
"Roar!"
With a roar like a beast, Yin Hao's fist blasted out again, and the huge fist shadow formed by the majestic murderous intention greeted the giant palm with an amazing speed.
"boom!"
Another burst of loud noise.
The next moment, the third blood-scarred giant palm and the third fist shadow of murderous intentions appeared again, and they collided fiercely, and the power was terrifying.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"..."
In an instant, the fist palms had hit six times in a row, and the violent energy was like a raging wave, raging wave by wave in this passage. From the fourth time that he performed the "Magic Killing Boxing", Yin Hao seemed to be struggling. After the sixth boxing, his body was faint.
"call!"
However, Tang Huan's offensive didn't stop at all. After the sixth giant palm collapsed, the giant palm covered with bloodshots once again condensed and formed, breaking through the layers of strength to block and slap forward fiercely. At this moment, it seemed that the giant peak collapsed, the mountains and rivers reversed, and the power was appalling.
"kill--"
Yin Hao made a loud noise in his mouth and cast the "Devil Killing Fist" for the seventh time.
As soon as he punched out, Yin Hao's feet were already lingering, but he didn't dare to pause at all, rose up, and desperately retreated backwards. The reason why he chose this time to distance himself from his opponent was because he knew very well that he could not escape under such endless offensives.
Today, the opponent's "Blood God Seven Palms" has been fully exhibited, and it is estimated that the power is almost consumed. Even if the opponent has more power, there is bound to be a short pause before launching a new offensive.
This is exactly the time to get out of him.
When encountering this sixteenth-level necromancer, Yin Hao thought he would win, but he did not expect a fierce battle. Instead of winning, he was forced to run away ... This is a great humiliation for Yin Hao. But that's it, no matter how willing he is, he must make a decision.
Although he is unwilling to admit it, he also understands that if he continues to die, the probability of being killed by his opponent is as high as 90%, and the chance of winning is extremely slim.
With his current record, the position of the new prince is steady and he would rather be killed at this time.
"boom!"
In the deafening roar, the fist clashed for the seventh time.
This time, Yin Hao ’s "Devil Killing Fist" gathered by his killing intentions has greatly reduced its power. After a short while, the boxing shadow has broken apart, and the huge bloodshot palm shoots down and Hao Hao stands forward. Place, and then scattered little by little. The channel trembled wildly, and the energy was tumbling like waves.
Yin Hao, who was retreating, could not bear the impact of this force, and his body was immediately thrown away, and his speed became faster than before. When Yin Hao barely stabilized his body, he was already hundreds of meters away, which caused a smile on his face.
however--
The next moment, Yin Hao's smile froze on his face, and uncontrollable terror and despair emerged from the eyebrows. The two pupils reflected red blood.
"Hey!"
Opposite to him, a huge blood-red swordmang had torn open the energy of the air-roll and came to him at a speed that was hard to capture by the naked eye. The overwhelming strength fluctuations quickly gave rise to a huge sense of oppression, which made him suffocate, and the direction of the blade made him feel that the whole person was about to be cut open. It was close at hand. The offensive has made him smell death.
"Yiwing, stop!"
In horror, Yin Hao couldn't help screaming, "If you kill me, after I go out, I will never die with you!"
After a long battle, he already consumed a lot of power. He just performed seven consecutive "devil killing punches" just now. The power is almost exhausted and it is impossible to withstand such a fierce offensive. If it is hard-wired, it will undoubtedly die, and threats will make it worrying, and there may be a glimmer of vitality.
It is a pity that the Daomang did not show any lag.
"boom!"
Almost as soon as Yin Hao's voice fell, the blood red swordman fell on him, and the storm that came from the swordman's blood instantly wiped out the area around him. Even after half a breath, Yin Hao's tall black figure was completely gone.
"laugh!"
Immediately, a blood-red breath rose from the fierce and violent energy, and it passed through hundreds of meters of void in no time and fell into the waist of Tang Huan.
Looking at the violent void in front, Tang Huan couldn't help smirking: "After this second round of selection, I am already the prince, how can you help me?"
The seventeenth-level necromancer called Yin Hao is indeed very powerful.
Unless he had consumed a lot of power in the second round of selection of the "Emperor's Spirit Ceremony", Tang Huan would not have been able to kill him even if he had performed "Seven Palms of Blood God". Of course, it would be a lot easier for Tang Huan to cope with it in a place where there is no one, and not in this "sacred psychic array."
In his heart, Tang Huan had scattered the blood-red giant knife that had just formed in his hands, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
The "Seven Palms of Blood God" just consumed a lot of his power. Tang Huan must absorb the dead energy and recover as soon as possible, otherwise, if he encounters the seventeenth-level necromancer, he can only escape. . However, as soon as Tang Huan was calm and quiet, a loud, bell-like voice sounded:
"Time is up! The second round of selection is over!"
This string of characters seems to contain shocking power.
It was almost the moment the voice fell, and Tang Huan was in a trance. It seemed like a snap of a finger, and it seemed like several hours had passed before he suddenly woke up and stared at it. Not only did the channel disappear, the huge circle hood above the square had disappeared without a trace.
That "God's Phantom Array" is gone!
Tang Huan glanced subconsciously, and within his sight, there were still very few standing figures. Those guys, like him, kept watching.
"Congratulations, you have reached the end in this second round of selection! Now, you can come up!" Elder Wo Yu's voice resounded throughout the world.