Chapter 39: Battle of the Strong

Wang Hao and Wang Yunge stepped on the battlefield at the same time.

All eyes followed, and they all gathered on the two of them.

Not only the scene, but also the entire Furi City, there are countless pairs of eyes, through the giant screen, or the private original mirror, watching this final battle.

Which is stronger and which is weaker?

Who will be the only winner?

Laugh at......

On Wang Yunge's arm armor, a four-foot sword body was already stretched out, and the tip of the sword slashed across the ground, bursting out with bursts of firelight, but with a terrifying chill.

Wang Hao had also pulled out the Spring Thunder Sword.

At this point, there is no need to say anything superfluous.

Just one word:

War!

His eyes were cold, Wang Yunge's footsteps stepped out, gradually speeding up, and finally like a black panther about to be hunted, he galloped, the arm armor runes lit up, and the sword body was lit up with black flames, so that the entire battle platform, the atmosphere was steep, and it was soul-stirring.

"Slash!"

In a deep voice, a black flame frenzy was wrapped in the sword body on Wang Yunge's arm, falling from the sky, drawing an arc, and slashing at Wang Hao.

On the Spring Thunder Sword, the runes lit up.

Wang Hao slashed out with his sword.

The two swords slammed into each other.

Bursts of fire splashed, and the true qi collided, and it set off a wave of qi.

Blowing the flags around the battle platform to hunt and flutter.

Wow!

In the stands, there was an uproar from the crowd, and it was indeed a highly anticipated battle, and as soon as it was a confrontation, it made people's enthusiasm boil.

Wang Hao's eyes condensed slightly.

From Wang Yunge's sword body, he felt a manic and violent arrogance, like madness.

It's demonic breath.

This also made Wang Hao more and more sure that Wang Yunge's breakthrough was related to evil spirits.

"Han Feng, today, I will step on your mask, tear your self-esteem, and make you never turn over!"

Wang Yunge grinned and sneered, the sword body on his arm suddenly sonorated, and the black flames swirled violently, setting off the sound of the wind, like a wild beast roaring.

"Tiger!"

"Furious!"

Wang Yunge displayed a human-level high-level technique, the black flame swirled around the sword body, and faintly, it was actually condensed into a black tiger, rolling with a fierce aura, and with a sword stabbing out, it jumped towards Wang Hao fiercely.

The arrogance is fierce and heart-wrenching.

Wang Hao's expression was calm, and he rested the Spring Thunder Sword on his left arm.

The wind will rise.

The sword qi was like the wind, surging towards Wang Yunge.

The wind comes, and it rises. Dao Dao sword qi is like a gangfeng.

After comprehending the artistic conception, the wind and thunder swordsmanship became more attractive in Wang Hao's hands.

Wang Hao and Wang Yunge collided again.

Sword energy, black flames, scattered and splashed.

Airplanes...... Wang Yunge raised the sword body on his arm, and the black flames rose up, the black clothes fluttered, and his whole person, like turning into a manic tiger, jumped into the air and slashed down towards Wang Hao.

The flame sword qi poured like a black waterfall, and the manic aura made the battle platform tremble.

Clouds from the wind.

The Storm Meets.

The sword qi rolled like a cloud, colliding with the black flame.

In an instant, Wang Hao and Wang Yunge experienced hundreds of confrontations.

On the battle platform, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the qi waves were rolling, and the people in the surrounding stands were also shocked.

It's like a confrontation between the younger generation.

The intensity is not much better than the battle between the old powerhouses.

Sure enough, it is a battle of strength.

"Defeated Yeluhe, one person singled out three people in the battle of four into one, and then defeated Luochuan, all the way to the finals, this Han Feng, which talent has been cultivated?"

Wang Hao's amazing performance made people more and more curious about his identity.

"I heard that he was an orphan. ”

"Just an orphan? Wang Yunge has the support of his family, and later he was valued by the City Lord's Mansion to achieve such an achievement. Han Feng is just an orphan, he is young, his strength is so strong, he can be on a par with Wang Yunge, how can people believe it?"

Perhaps, he had some adventure. ”

There was a lot of disagreement.

With the cultivation system of this world, it is not easy to probe the cultivation of others. Unless he has some special secret technique, or the realm is far higher than the other party, just like Nie Baishan in the White Tiger Hall, and after contacting and fighting with Wang Hao, he also perceived Wang Hao's cultivation in the late stage of the Qi Condensation Realm at that time. And with just a wisp of breath and a trace of fluctuation, it is simply impossible to judge the true cultivation of others.

Looking at the scene of the fierce battle between Wang Hao and Wang Yunge, people's recognition of Wang Hao's cultivation must at least reach the Great Pole of the Qi Condensation Realm, or even the Great Perfection.

If you know Wang Hao's current cultivation and only then can he be at the extreme position in the Qi Condensation Realm, I don't know how many people's eyeballs should be shocked?

What kind of waves should it set off?

On the battle platform, the battle between Wang Hao and Wang Yunge has reached a white-hot level.

Another fierce collision.

The air waves are rolling and diffuse.

During the collision, Wang Hao and Wang Yunge both shook their bodies, jumped out of the way, and stepped on the stage.

Between the two, the aftermath of the sword qi was still stirring.

It can be seen that the battle is fierce.

On Wang Yunge's body, the sleeves were torn.

And on Wang Hao's cheeks, a trace of sword marks was also scratched, and several sideburns were broken and fell down.

Wang Yunge's strength is more violent and more powerful than the ordinary Great Perfection of the Qi Condensation Realm.

"Is that all your strength is?"

"These are the reasons why you defeated Yeluhe and defeated Luochuan, so that's the end of it. ”

Hunting in black, Wang Yunge's eyes were cold, and on his arm armor and sword body, black flames swirled, stepping on the ground, and walking towards Wang Hao step by step.

Looking at it like this, he wants to end this battle.

"Death!"

His eyes suddenly turned cold, Wang Yunge drank violently in his mouth, his body suddenly turned sideways and jumped up, his true qi was agitated, and the fireworks surged, and he suddenly condensed into a fierce and fierce flame black tiger, roaring angrily, and with Wang Yunge's sword slashing, he jumped into the air, wanting to engulf and kill Wang Hao ruthlessly!

This sword, magnificent, has the meaning of a human-level Hinayana technique!

"What a strong arrogance!"

"This is Wang Yunge's real strength!?"

"Is this battle coming to an end?"

The arrogance that erupted from Wang Yunge's sword was shocking.

Many people also realized that this battle will also usher in a watershed because of this sword.

Wang Hao's left hand was slightly open and pressed on the Spring Thunder Sword.

The runes lit up, and the sword body resounded.

It was like an invisible wind, blowing up gusts of sword qi like clouds.

Surge forward

fifth-form change,

The storm is moving.

Burst!

Wang Hao jumped out suddenly, a circle of qi erupted behind him, and a sword stabbed out, and the cloud-like sword qi swirled wildly with the wind, facing Wang Yunge, surging away.

Bang! The two sword qi collided suddenly!

Bursts of fireworks and sword qi flew away.

A burst of sword qi swept past him, Wang Hao's soles stepped on the ground, the sword body was wrapped in a cloud of sword qi, and he slashed towards Wang Yunge with a sword.

The sound of the wind is like the roar of a tiger.

The wind is surging

Sixth change,

Wind Tiger!

The reckless and reckless tiger roar of "......" blew the black flames scattered and swayed, making Wang Yunge's face pale in an instant.