Zheng Hu suddenly turned around, a figure fell and was devoured by the black tiger, it can be said that he was blinking, and before everyone could react, the black tiger had already returned to its original position.

"This person should be the Phantom King of Flying Immortals, right?" After a long time, someone said in a daze.

Flying two kings and one queen, the shadow king, the phantom king, the demon queen, the shadow king died in the hands of Nie Fan, although not many people know, but the ancient martial arts world also knows that the shadow king is dead, the demon queen was taken away by Nie Fan a while ago, this time the phantom king was also killed by Zheng Hu, and the top power of Feijue was all gone at once.

"Something big is going to happen this time......" a gray-haired old man frowned, his eyes solemn, and muttered to himself.

"It has always been rumored that Fei Jue is the descendant of the cultivators of the Xiuzhen Realm back then, is it true?" Someone was shocked when he heard the old man's words, and asked out loud.

The old man didn't speak, just glanced at the black tiger, and then turned his head to look at Zheng Hu who was standing still in the void. With Zheng Hu's eyesight, it is impossible not to recognize the Phantom King, which can only show that he is not afraid.

Feiju, Kunlun, if this is right, who knows what will happen?

Others don't know how terrible flying is, how can Zheng Hu not know that Zheng Hu broke into the East China Sea alone, but he suffered a heavy blow, although the specific situation is unknown, but I think Zheng Hu should also know the horror of flying away.

Nie Fan and Zheng Hu sat still, both of them were recovering with all their might, both of them knew that the other party was a strong opponent, and it was extremely important to defeat the other party even a little advantage, and they didn't dare to be careless.

The qi on Zheng Hu's body was constantly changing, and the fierce aura of the beast was constantly increasing, even the people in the distance were terrified, and there was a biting chill that made their hearts palpitate and their bodies chill.

Nie Fan naturally felt it, he was full of sword intent, unmatched, as if he could break through the sky with a sword, even if he meditated wholeheartedly, he continued to compete with Zheng Hu without the slightest cowardice.

"This Zheng Hu can join my clan." In the desert array in the void, the old man with a yellow face and thin muscles looked at Zheng Hu, who was as steady as a rock below, and said indifferently.

"Hmm." The middle-aged man beside him nodded loudly, recognizing Zheng Hu's strength.

Bang bang

Just as the words of the Han fell, Nie Fan and Zheng Hu opened their eyes at the same time, and their strong momentum covered the world.

Both of them were bright-eyed, and their fighting intent was soaring, and the moment they opened their eyes, they jumped up, colliding like lightning.

Poof

At the moment of the collision, Nie Fan's figure immediately flew out upside down, Zheng Hu's expression was indifferent, his speed was extremely fast, and he caught up with Nie Fan, who was flying upside down, and suddenly punched Nie Fan in the chest.

Nie Fan snorted, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his body crashed into a big mountain.

"W-what's going on?" Li Xiangyong in the void was dumbfounded, Nie Fan was knocked away by Zheng Hu as soon as he touched it, the two of them were fighting on par just now, and now they are not the same enemy?

Qin Xiaoyun's face also changed slightly, his eyes looked directly at Zheng Hu standing in the void like electricity, Nie Fan at this moment was the same as just now, but the fierce beast aura on his body seemed to have awakened, and the coercion ran through the void, making people tremble.

"Zheng Hu is different." Qin Xiaoyun's expression was ugly, and he muttered to himself in a low voice.

"Bestiality." Tong Tianshou had already stood up, his always expressionless face showed a trace of surprise, and under the faint air of death, he looked extremely gloomy.

Li Xiangyong and Qin Xiaoyun's faces changed when they heard this, there are many secret methods in the ancient martial arts world, and they can use beast blood to obtain a power far beyond themselves in a short period of time through complex means, obviously Zheng Hu is at this moment.

"Extraordinary." Qin Xiaoyun said again.

boom

Nie Fan rushed out of the mountain, his expression was cold, his eyes were like swords, and he looked straight at Zheng Hu in the distance. Zheng Hu's strength increased too fast, too big, so that he was caught off guard and suffered a heavy blow.

Without waiting for Nie Fan to react, Zheng Hu stepped out and appeared directly on Nie Fan's side, punching Nie Fan as fast as lightning strikes Nie Fan's ribs.

The true yuan in Nie Fan's body turned sharply, his body shot violently, and he moved out horizontally, but even so, he still felt a hot pain in his ribs, it was the aftermath of Zheng Hu's fist!

Bang bang bang

Zheng Hu chased after him, his fists were like lightning, and he punched at Nie Fan, the void didn't see anything unusual, Nie Fan dodged quickly, even if he was not hit, but just the aftermath still made him feel the qi and blood in his body surging, as if he had been hit hard, extremely depressed.

Nie Fan's expression became more and more calm, his eyes flashed with a strange light, Zheng Hu's strength had improved too much, and he didn't even have a chance to backhand. It was the first time he had encountered this kind of experience, and even if he was surrounded and killed by those righteous paths in the cultivation realm, he had never felt so powerless.

"Nie Fan is defeated." Someone in the distance sighed secretly, Nie Fan can be regarded as an amazing young man, but unfortunately, if he hadn't been born in this era, maybe it would have been a legend, and now it would have been lost in the hands of Zheng Hu.

The others didn't speak, and they could all see that Nie Fan was already at an absolute disadvantage, and he had no backhand power at all, so there was only one way to go on like this.

"Not necessarily, Nie Fan's means haven't been exhausted yet, at least the Sealing God Tower hasn't been used yet." Even so, there are still calm people, looking at Nie Fan, who was constantly forced back by Zheng Hu in the void and looked embarrassed.

"In the face of absolute power, no matter how strong the magic weapon is, it is useless!" Zheng Hu's followers snorted coldly, they were all in the sky at this time, traversing the void, and the people around them who were oppressed couldn't raise their heads, and they were as strong as in the past.

"If you don't make a move, you won't have a chance." Zheng Hu's movements were countless times faster than before, clinging to Nie Fan, every punch seemed to be unremarkable, but it had terrifying power, and the aftermath could make Nie Fan's body painful.

Nie Fan had never been as desperate as he was now to find the fourth natal sword, so that his Seven Evil Sword Technique would be small, and the fit of the five swords would be enough to collide with Zheng Hu's physical body at this time.

"How long can you hold out?" Nie Fan's expression was calm, and he said while trying his best to dodge.

Zheng Hu's eyes flashed with indifference, staring at Nie Fan, the attack became more and more fierce, and said, "It's enough to solve you." ”

"Really?" The true yuan in Nie Fan's body suddenly stirred, and the golden light of his fists was dazzling, turning into a tiny golden sun.

boom

Suddenly, Zheng Hu's figure flew out upside down, Nie Fan turned into a remnant of the Dao, and the two golden suns kept bombarding Zheng Hu's chest, and in the blink of an eye, he didn't know how many punches came out.

Nie Fan's fists were one, the golden light was shining, and the people outside couldn't see the specifics at all, only hearing Zheng Hu snort, his body flew upside down at great speed, crashing into the ground, and the ground collapsed for a while, and the dust was all over the sky.

This scene happened so suddenly that everyone around fell silent.

Nie Fan stood in the void, straight as a sword, staring coldly at the place where Zheng Hu fell, and his body was not loose at all.