Lin Hao's figure appeared, clenched his fists, felt the majestic vitality of his body, and every muscle in his body was trembling, although his senses were not too comfortable, but this feeling of controlling powerful power was intoxicating, probably this is one of the reasons why every monk is eager to become stronger.

Lin Hao once again showed his strength in front of these forces, but the matter has come to this, these forces have no way back, so many spirit fish resources have made them unable to take care of so much, even if Lin Hao is a god descended from the heavens, they must also take it, this is related to the interests and future of all their forces, besides, Lin Hao has killed so many of them, the feud between them has long been unable to be resolved, either you die or I die, in their eyes, Lin Hao must die!

They didn't give Lin Hao more respite, more people had already killed in front of them, "Aren't you very strong, I don't believe that so many people can't kill you!" Everyone's expressions were extremely hideous, as if Lin Hao was an unforgivable beast in their eyes.

Seeing that he and Wang Qi were about to be swallowed up by the crowd, Lin Hao's expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, what he did was just calmly swing punch after punch, when these people approached Lin Hao's body ten meters around, the heavy vitality made them breathe sluggishly, their bodies were like being stuck in a quagmire, and their movements were slow, until this time, they personally felt the true feelings of the several people who were suppressed by Lin Hao before that, it was too strong, Lin Hao standing opposite was like a majestic emperor in their eyes, his every move was under the control of the other side, and he couldn't break free at all, as if as long as Lin Hao was willing, their lives would be taken away。

This is Lin Hao's self-created tyrant: domineering, arrogant!

Watching Lin Hao slowly approach, they faintly had a feeling of despair, their bodies were uncontrollable, any tricks and martial arts had lost their meaning, they could only watch Lin Hao's fists blast them away one by one, flying out of Lin Hao's control, the violent change in pressure made them feel that their muscles, bones and internal organs were deformed, and this uncomfortable feeling instantly made them lose consciousness and fall into a coma.

Then, the scene became a bit of a comedy, I saw that there were constantly figures flying in the air, these clansmen were still charging, but none of them could get close to Wang Qi's body three meters, the center of the entire battlefield was surging with strong winds, the momentum was terrifying, Lin Hao's every punch looked extremely slow, but he could feel that every punch he swung could cause a fierce shock of the surrounding vitality, pulling the surrounding air to whistling and rotating, all the enemies who killed it seemed to be enchanted, constantly torn by the air waves, and couldn't help but get close to Lin Hao, looking down from the air, as if these clansmen deliberately hit Lin Hao's fist。

"Kill, kill him at all costs!" the respected old man before roared loudly, but his seemingly hysterical tone was full of madness with fear, as if he had lost the majesty and self-confidence of a superior person.

The clansmen who killed seemed to have lost their minds, Lin Hao in the center of the battlefield seemed to them like a light in the night, the stronger they were, the more crazy they were, what resources, what family dignity had been left behind by them, and there was only one thought in their hearts, kill Lin Hao and avenge the clansmen.

Facing the more violent impact of the enemy, Lin Hao's mood became more and more calm, his hands rose and fell, he seemed to incarnate the invincible killing god on the battlefield, any enemy who came to attack was not his one-in-one general, the moves of the hegemony fist were clearly amplified in his mind, and the various boxing techniques and martial arts he had learned before were confirmed one by one, his expression became brighter and brighter, some small mistakes and incoherent places were slowly improved, the moves became more and more coherent, and the use of that momentum became more and more compact, and the other party was a little overwhelmed.

This is "hegemony", Lin Hao has a faint understanding in his heart, "hegemony" is domineering, which not only reflects the suppression in action, but more importantly, it is a kind of momentum that bullies the world, and crushes the opponent's fighting spirit at the spiritual level.

At this moment, Lin Hao felt as if he had come into contact with a more profound realm, but this realm was still a little far away for him now, so this feeling was fleeting before Lin Hao could comprehend it, which made Lin Hao a little disappointed, although he was not able to perceive too much, but he obviously felt that his hegemony had a wonderful charm, which made the power and momentum of hegemony obviously go up to a higher level.

It seems that there is still a lot of room for improvement in his self-created boxing technique, which makes him inexplicably surprised, although he has not been able to grasp the flash of inspiration in his heart, but he believes that with his own understanding will definitely gain more insights to seek breakthroughs.

"Fist?" the old man of the Aoki Sect sighed softly.

The voice of the old man surnamed Feng was not loud, but it was clearly heard by the other three.

"Elder Feng, don't be funny, how can he be a little doll alone to comprehend the fist that only a Heaven Realm powerhouse can comprehend!" Liu Cheng said with a smile.

The middle-aged man surnamed Fan and Lu Ying were first shocked by the old man's judgment, but after listening to Liu Cheng's words, they chuckled, yes, no matter how demonic the kid under the mountain is, he is just a little doll in the Xuanyuan Realm, even if his strength is outstanding, at most he is arrogant at this first layer, how can he comprehend the "potential" that they are all out of reach?

It's just that the old man listened to the opinions of the three people, but he didn't answer for the first time, but fell into deep thought, and after a while, the old man's eyes flashed, looked at the other three, and shook his head slightly, " Although I also know that it is indeed a fantasy that a monk of the Xuanyuan Realm can touch such a high-level realm, but I have carefully observed for a long time, although that kid's boxing method is weird, but the disadvantages are very great, and even in my opinion, some of them are abandoned, and the power is also average, it is likely that he has figured out his own boxing technique, but just now, I obviously feel that the power of this boxing technique has been greatly improved, and the oppression of that breath faintly makes my breath stagnate. ”

The old man's words made Liu Cheng and the others focus their eyes on Lin Hao's body again, and then fell into a deep groan, as if they didn't notice the change in their expressions, the old man continued, "What kind of cultivation am I, what kind of cultivation is he, except for the potential, I can't think of any reason to explain that the aura of a monk of the Xuanyuan Realm can actually suppress my mid-level True Martial Realm!"

"Elder Feng, what you said is true?" asked the middle-aged man surnamed Fan of the Xuandao Sect with a frown.

"There are a lot of records about the potential in the sect, and I have studied a lot, I dare to use my cultivation as a guarantee, although this son does not have a deep understanding of the potential, only a trace, and it is not even a beginner, but it is definitely a 'potential' Undoubtedly!" They do not have the power and experience of the old man, and they may not believe it at first, after all, the comprehension of the Xuanyuan Realm is too unbelievable, but the old man said so, and they believed it for seven or eight points.

"Not only that, but I can guarantee that this son has not been exposed to 'potential' before!" said this sentence, and I don't know where a gasp sounded from somewhere.

But at this moment, Liu Cheng and the three of them were strangely silent, everyone's faces seemed calm, and they didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts, while Liu Cheng frowned and looked down the mountain, as if he wanted to completely see through the figure in the center of the storm from such a distance.

The words of the old man surnamed Feng mean something, they are all smart people, and they don't know what he wants to express, but in Liu Cheng's heart, although it is only the first time he has seen him, he has an inexplicable hostility towards Lin Hao, especially when he sees the kind of potential that Lin Hao shows that is far beyond ordinary people, "No matter how talented you are, you can't compare to the young sect master!" Liu Cheng snorted coldly in his heart.

The seemingly disparity in strength on the plain was quite thrilling, but it was only from the standpoint of the major forces, and the whirlpool of vitality stirred in the center of the battlefield was like a devouring giant mouth, engulfing all the enemies who were charging into battle one by one.

The wind and clouds dissipated, and the only old man who was still standing on the plain, looking at the dense wounds on the ground all around, his body couldn't help but tremble, looking at the tall figure in the center of the battlefield whose expression didn't seem to have changed much, that indifferent expression, as if the tragic battle just now had nothing to do with him, the old man stretched out his dry right hand and pointed at Lin Hao, trembling and wailing, "You...... You...... You...... You are a devil, murderous, cruel and bloodthirsty, unforgivable sin, heaven will not tolerate it, you will be punished by heaven!"

In order to say this, the old man seemed to have exhausted his last strength, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

Looking at the old man's righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, Lin Hao shook his head, he didn't bother to understand the logic of these people, at this time he seemed to care about the changes in his body and tyrant fist and Wang Qi's safety.

Fortunately, Wang Qi on the side was still in the realm of heaven and man, his breath was stable, and nothing had changed, so he focused on himself, this battle was completely unilaterally crushed by Lin Hao, and the strength of the enemy did not have any reference value for Lin Hao, but it gave Lin Hao a deeper understanding of his own combat power and the martial arts he mastered.

But in terms of senses, this is the most hearty battle that Lin Hao has experienced since he was a child, although this wanton squandering consumes a lot of vitality, and there is a suspicion of a loser, but the benefits are not without benefits.

After this battle, with his repeated use of Yuan Qi, the massive Yuan Qi continued to wash over his body, Lin Hao obviously felt that his body's affinity for Yuan Qi had become higher, in addition to the obscure blockage feeling before, he was able to exert a little bit of Jiuxiao Accumulation Pace, and more importantly, the speed of the rotation of the Yuan Qi Ocean in the dantian accelerated, which meant that he was one step closer to Ning Dan.

Of course, Lin Hao had guessed about these changes before, so he was even more surprised by the special charm in the hegemony he had comprehended.

This question naturally has to be asked Xuan Lao, "Well, you feel right, as I expected, you have already touched the threshold of 'potential'!"

"Potential?" Lin Hao heard this word for the first time, it seems that he is still an ignorant and toddler on the road of cultivation, so he has always remembered Xuan Lao's persuasion: cultivation is not easy, the road is difficult to find, and he always has a humble and knowledge-seeking heart.