Chapter 1390: Modest

"Pity."

The one who saw Gu retreated, and Feng Hao sighed in his heart. After catching up with several annihilation again, he did not pursue, but stood there and began to condense.

These puppets are condensed by the Shura blood of the residual shadow. Inside, there is also his mind. As long as one of them is killed, it can make his mind hurt. For a time, it must be difficult to recover.

Therefore, the crickets I met were not Feng Hao's opponents, and the afterimage was to recall all of them. I didn't want to waste them. If they were killed again, I was afraid he would not be able to fight again.

This is the case. At this time, he is also pale, his head is buzzing, his vision is slightly blurred, and his blood is covered, and the color is dimmed.

"Is he ... intentionally so?"

Looking at the distant Feng Hao that had almost recovered as before, the shadow of the residual shadow narrowed slightly.

He wondered if this was a tactic of Feng Hao, showing weakness first, and then erupting.

Fortunately, he was always on guard, so the loss was not great.

"Atlas of Heaven and Earth."

Feng Hao naturally saw the paleness on his face, but did not let go of this rare opportunity, and thought of it, the space within two or three meters around him cracked a small blade, wrapped by an electric arc, and took a The astonishing destruction of the air machine, toward the afterimage, if it rains, it goes down.

"Hmm ..."

Almost endless blades, stabbed in at all angles, will be covered with the blood-stained blemishes of blood prison, and even broke through the defense, leaving a few dazzling scars on his body.

"He ... was hurt."

The people in Shura House, from the big guy on the high stage to the students down from the stage, revealed a look of shock in their eyes, and they suddenly felt a little dry.

This Supreme Being has been wounded.

This year's New Taibei, why Shura House did not test the other two provinces is because there is such a strong man in Shura House. Everyone is convinced that he can take back the first easily.

However, at this time, someone can break through his defense and wound him, which means that someone can defeat him.

Although they are very reluctant to believe, the trauma on the afterimage is real and cannot be changed.

"The sea of blood floats."

The severe pain in the body sobered up the afterimage, forbearing the discomfort in the mind, evoking secret skills, and mighty, if the sea of blood like a wave, centered on him, spreading in all directions, Run away everything, even if it breaks through the blade of the blood sea, cut into the blood prison, it will not last long, it is swallowed up.

This kind of power is shocking. Even if it is a heavy hit, he is still a tiger, which makes people dare not underestimate.

"Fantastic fingerprints."

Feng Hao dispersed the huge sword in his hand, condensed the heavenly fingerprints, and the fingerprints condensed by 20% of the force of virtual martial arts were extraordinary and condensed. Like broken glass, the pieces fell, revealing the dark streamer space.

"India."

When the sea of blood rolled out, Feng Hao pushed out the big seal. It was like a big hand from an ancient **** shouted, crushing everything, directly breaking the sea of blood on the rolling roll, and facing the The residual shadows in the blood prison were gone, the space was rattling, and they were crushed along the way, and the momentum was extremely immense.

"cut."

The afterimage suddenly felt a big head, but it was helpless and had to raise a sword and cut off the imprint of the imprint.

"Well."

The big mudra crashed into the blood prison, and suddenly, as if a large stone fell into the lake, the blood splashed, was pushed open, and hit the afterimage.

"clang,……"

The red sword slammed into a huge mountain-like handprint, and suddenly it made a snoring sound like metal. The sword broke into the large seal half a foot, but was stuck. The prison was exploded directly, with bright red energy like a drop of blood, splashing everywhere, blooming like a flower, it was brilliant, the sky was covered with blood and mist, and the entire platform was flooded. Inside, the space was shaken open Rifts and cracks.

"burst."

Feng Hao's eyes flashed a hint of red, spitting words in his mouth.

"Boom."

With his words falling down, the dark handprints exploded by themselves, blooming a splendid firework, a violent force, if the flood erupted like a flood at the gate, it was directly bombarded in the unexpected. The residual shadow of the chest left him exploded and flew out, and blood dripped in the air.

"Fantastic fingerprints."

Feng Hao does not intend to give him a chance to breathe, because this is also his only chance to win. Suddenly, a big hand is condensed out, as if it were a mountain, running towards the afterimage.

Seeing this scene, the people of Shura House are all face changes, very unsightly, even the head of Shura House on the high platform, the face is also a little irony.

Who would have expected that Feng Hao could still stand up in the dead, thereby overwhelming the afterimage.

"Boom, boom, boom ..."

The big handprint smashed, and it all exploded. The violent force slammed the afterimage violently, letting him spit blood and keep back.

"Ugh,……"

When the person in charge of Shura House saw this scene, he couldn't help sighing, and exclaimed, "He confessed."

He knew very well that it was almost impossible for the arrogant man, Van Ying, to concede. He would fight desperately ... In order not to expose something, he had to speak.

"call,……"

As soon as this word came out, Feng Hao immediately stopped his hand, and the big handprints that had been crushed out also directly turned into nothingness.

"Brother Shadow, transfer."

He didn't show a smile, but looked cautiously, arching his hands towards the afterglow of the iron complexion, quite awkward.

He is really invincible. He must not be willing to lose the shadow.

It can be said that it would be impossible for him to win if he didn't take advantage of the time when the ghost of the aftermath was damaged.

"Brother Can Ying, forgive me, I did play a little trick next time, I ca n’t win it, and I hope Brother Can understand ... This time, we really have to win first, otherwise, we will give in the next morning. . "

Feng Hao was also generous and did not hide it. At the same time, a few strands of medicinal properties popped up. He was not absorbed in the body of the afterimage. After a while, the afterimage was restored to ruddy.

"It's my own idea."

The afterimage took a complicated look at Feng Hao and didn't say much. He just swept down the platform and didn't stop. He walked directly towards Shura House.

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