In desperation, Pan Huangjing had no choice but to temporarily withdraw from the [Xuantian Battle Method] state.

Under the colorful glow, the white lines on the surface of the skin gradually dissipated, and the momentum of the whole person also withered a lot, the overall attribute returned to a normal state, and the speed of pursuit was greatly reduced.

"No, the magic still doesn't last. Pan Huangjing frowned, and her eyes were full of impatience: "The battle must be resolved as soon as possible." ”

Thinking of this, Pan Huangjing no longer hesitated, and between the swings of the double knives, the [Wasteland Style] came out mightily.

Just like the battle between Solo and Pan Tianfang that day, as soon as the barren sky style came out, the heaven and earth were suddenly barren, and a desolate and lifeless aura permeated the entire battle platform.

Before this, Pan Huangjing would never have thought that he would be forced out of the three heaven-level inheritances, and he would be forced out of the three heaven-level inheritances, and he would be forced to be a guy with a strength of only ninety-two levels.

As soon as the barren sky style came out, the audience exclaimed, and their attention was focused on Feng Hao.

They wanted to see how Feng Hao would respond to the Desolate Heaven's attack.

"Is this the power of desolation? such a weird, domineering power. ”

Feeling the desolate power around him, Feng Hao unconsciously let out a sigh, and after experiencing it himself, he realized that the power of the desolate sky style was far more terrifying than he imagined.

Not to mention the effect of suppressing the vitality recovery, it has weakened all attributes to varying degrees.

The most important thing is the damage, although it is the worst explosive continuous damage, but the desolate continuous damage is fixed damage, ignoring any defense and immunity, and the damage rate is very fast, almost jumping two or three times per second.

Therefore, under the cover of the desolate sky, Feng Hao's qi and blood began to flow rapidly.

"San'er, hurry up!" Awakening from his exclamation, Feng Hao immediately reminded Sanshuo to assist.

There was no nonsense in three seconds, the pure source power was injected into Feng Hao's body, and the next moment, the desolate power that had originally penetrated into Feng Hao's body disappeared in an instant, and formed a special position outside Feng Hao's body, blocking the surrounding desolate power.

"Don't say it, the inheritance of the Pan clan is really good, and it can make the third master feel a little difficult. "Three seconds is amazing.

After getting rid of the influence of the desolate sky, Feng Hao saw the right time and instantly counterattacked.

Seeing that Feng Hao didn't know how to resist the influence of the Desolate Heaven, the entire arena was instantly silent, including Pan Huangjing himself and the bigwigs of the Pan clan in the spectator seat.

"This ...... How was that possible? How did he do it?"

"It's incredible, there are people who can resist the influence of the Desolate Heavens, is Pan Honghao an enlightened magician?"

"Impossible! Impossible! The Desolate Heavens can't be defended. ”

On the spectator seat, Pan Huangji and the elders of the clan stared at the arena in disbelief, and they all poked out their divine senses to investigate.

But no matter how they investigated, they couldn't figure out how Feng Hao used to get rid of the influence of the desolation force.

"Jing girl is afraid that she is going to lose. The old man of the thin clan shook his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking: "There are too many strange things in this son, and the origin is definitely not simple." ”

"Did you find out too?" said Pan Huangji with a heavy face.

The old man of the thin clan nodded and said: "That's right, although this son is only level ninety-two, his genetic attributes in all aspects are far beyond ordinary people, especially the fact that he can get rid of the power of desolation, which is beyond the scope of a demon below level 100." ”

"Did you say he had other bloodlines?" Pan Huangji said suspiciously.

"It's possible, but not necessarily. The old man of the thin clan said thoughtfully: "In short, this son is weird all over his body, and it is better to pay more attention in the future." ”

"Rest assured, Araji knows what to do. Pan Huangji nodded in a deep voice, and his eyes became deeper and deeper when he looked at Feng Hao.

On the spectator seat, it was not only Pan Huangji and the ancestral bosses who were shocked, but also Pan Tianfang on the second seat next to him.

From the beginning of the game, Pan Tianfang unconsciously held his breath and stared, because he was surprised to find that the guy named Pan Honghao on the stage was far more powerful than he imagined.

Especially after seeing Feng Hao's judgment and reaction on the spot, he gasped.

No way, he's been training in the virtual arena all this time, so he's more focused on things at the operational level.

Judging from the skills and operations alone, Feng Hao's performance can only be regarded as ordinary, but those inadvertently exposed adaptability are enough to be worthy of the top two words.

It is obviously unscientific for a magician with top-notch consciousness and adaptability to change only ordinary skills.

With the eyes of Pan Tianfang, he can naturally guess something.

"Prince, I'm afraid Princess Jing is going to lose this time?" a subordinate beside him said meaningfully: "You shouldn't have to intentionally give her the first place this time, right?"

But seeing Pan Tianfang's face solemn, he said: "That's right, but I always feel that this Pan Honghao is a great threat." ”

"Uh, you're saying this kid might be a threat to you?" said his subordinate mage, stunned.

"That's right. Pan Tianfang nodded heavily.

......

On this side of the arena, whether it was the silence on the stage or the audience under the stage, they were already speechless in shock.

Seeing Feng Hao slaughtering, Pan Huangjing suddenly woke up, and he didn't have time to think about it at all, so he could only grit his teeth and fight hard.

Bang! Bang!

The scimitar and dagger collided with brilliant sparks, but because of the existence of [Yuhuayi], Feng Hao, who was constantly attacking, kept bleeding.

It seems that Pan Huang Jing has the advantage, but if you look closely, you will find that Pan Huang Jing is the real disadvantage.

Although Feng Hao's damage was perfectly offset by [Yuhua Yi], the vitality damage attached to the death demon pattern never expired, and after the long battle before, Pan Desolate's vitality had already lost more than half.

Although the vitality will begin to recover after the qi and blood are full, the recovery of vitality is a very slow thing.

And Feng Hao's strategy is also obvious, that is, to keep rubbing blood, so that the amount of blood in the disk is as low as possible, and it can return a little less vitality.

After all, even if Yuhuayi is buggy, it will be deducted blood first and then treated.

Seeing that his vitality was getting lower and lower, Pan Huangjing realized Feng Hao's true purpose, and the whole person unconsciously panicked.

This is also the first time she realized that the original [Yuhuayi] state is not invincible, and the damage to his vitality is his natural enemy.

"Senior sister~ If you go on like this, you're going to lose~!" Feng Hao pressed forward step by step, and did not forget to wave the psychological offensive.

In the face of Feng Hao's ridicule, Pan Huangjing was both angry and aggrieved, and could only defeat the opponent as much as possible before his vitality was damaged, "Don't be too happy too early, your qi and blood state is also very poor!"

"Really?" Feng Hao grinned, "But why don't I think your magic power is enough?"

Pan Huangjing was startled, and in a panic, he glanced at his magic power, and his face turned pale in an instant.