Chapter 1090 Hellfire alone. Like a demon god, his body is extremely strong, more than two meters high, just like a giant, his body is burning with black flames, and even the space seems to be burned, showing twisted ripples, shocking people's hearts, making people afraid to fight against it.

A person, like a fierce god, he has an arm covered with red scales, exuding a fierce aura all over his body, and the god is dressed in shining armor, shining brilliantly, just like the invincible god of war.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided together at a high altitude, and a thunderous sound erupted from it, sweeping in all directions, spreading to every corner of the city, and a strong wind also swept away, if it were not for a barrier raised around the ring, half of the people in this square would have been killed on the spot, and the whole ring was also shaken, and almost fell apart.

A collision, a trace of pain flashed on Lang Angxiong's face, and his stamina was stagnant, but Feng Hao's face did not change, and the sound of rolling thunder sounded in his body again.

"Not good!"

Lang Angxiong didn't have time to think about why Feng Hao was not affected, withdrew, and wanted to retreat.

"Hah!"

And how could Feng Hao miss such an opportunity? His eyes widened, and he shouted, and his whole body surged, like a torrent opening the floodgates, surging in, and burst out violently from the tip of his fist, rushing with ten heavy thunder, alarming the sky, and smashing into Lang Angxiong's chest.

"Bastard!"

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Lang Angxiong gritted his teeth, and a black flame ignited on his fist again, and he crashed into it.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided together, and at the moment of contact, Lang Angxiong's strong body was directly blasted out of the ring by the huge force, smashed into the ring, and the ground shook for it, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Feng Hao was like a maggot on the tarsal bones, he picked up his fist and smashed it, not giving him a chance to breathe, punching down one after another, the blood of his fist burst out, Bai Sensen's bones were exposed, he gritted his teeth in pain, but he was unable to reflexively, he could only resist passively, otherwise, this punch smashed on his body, but it was even more uncomfortable.

For a while, the situation on the scene became one-sided, Lang Angxiong kept retreating, his fists were bloody, and he was almost about to explode, the pitch-black flames on his body were also a little dim, and the corners of his mouth were bloody, which was extremely miserable.

On the square, the expressions on the faces of the barbarians who watched this scene were directly petrified, and they were all stunned and speechless.

Who is Lang Aung Hung?

The freaks cultivated by the barbarian clan through countless hardships and endless years have not come to the barbarians once or twice, and each time they let him show off his might before leaving, the barbarians can no longer find anyone to fight him, extremely angry, but helpless.

But now, this freak was actually pressed and beaten by a human race, and it was with pure strength!

This made everyone couldn't believe their eyes, if it weren't for the great power of Wolf Angxiong's every punch, they would have to wonder if Lang Angxiong had released water.

The most unexpected thing is that at the time of the first punch, the two were obviously unable to hold each other, but Feng Hao had the upper hand with his strange defense, so it caused the current situation.

At this time, Feng Hao's strength and defense were extremely shocking, and they had surpassed their perception of strength and defense talent.

"Good!"

I don't know who started the road first, and after this voice came from the scene, it immediately boiled.

"Well hit, smash him to death!"

"In gravity, hit his head and blow him up!"

"Kill this rebel, devil dog!"

One by one, they raised their fists, roared in their mouths, and their voices were loud and long.

This breath has been held for too long, so long that they have been injured internally, and they can no longer hold it back, at this time, seeing Lang Angxiong being pressed and beaten like this, their hearts are extremely happy, and even the patriarch of the five great clans applauded, and Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed.

"How is this possible?Who is this person?Why does he have the Beast God Order?!"

The old man of the Barbarian clan stood by the ring, his eyes were full of incredulity, his eyes were flashing, and he couldn't find any answers to the questions in his mind.

In order to cultivate the freak of Lang Angxiong, the Barbarian Clan has worked hard, and he knows all of it, but now, this freak they think is invincible, will be defeated at this time, and there is no backhand, how can he accept it?

......

"Worthy of a freak!"

While waving his fist, Feng Hao's heart was extremely calm.

This Lang Angxiong is definitely the strongest person Feng Hao has ever encountered, even surpassing Chenhui and Yan Ji, what he is strong is not only the strength and talent, but the magic energy from the three-headed dog of hell, the amount of power contained in this energy is extremely terrifying, it is one of the strongest forces he has ever seen, if it weren't for the defense of his supreme body, he would definitely not be his opponent, and he would not be able to resist the burning of this pitch-black flame at all.

At the moment, Feng Hao had no contempt for him in his heart, and he didn't give him a chance to breathe when he punched down, wanting to defeat him in one fell swoop.

"Damn!"

Looking at the heavy fist shadow in front of him, Lang Angxiong's heart was full of anger, but it was just a miscalculation, which caused the current situation, which made him regret it.

Who would have known that this guy could have such defense?

"Bang!"

"Click!"

One couldn't dodge, he was hit in the chest, the sound of bones shattering came out, and his whole body was lifted out of the jaw and landed in the distance, spurting blood, as if dying.

His physique is also strong to a terrifying situation, Feng Hao's punch can destroy the mountain, but it failed to penetrate his chest, think about it, he has magic energy, and he has tempered his physique like a golden stone.

"None of them are dead?"

Feng Hao was also a little stunned, and wanted to bully himself again, but a strong aura suddenly erupted from the fallen Lang Angxiong, which made him stop and look very cautious.

"Sneer......"

The pitch-black flames burned from Lang Angxiong's body, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a raging fire, rising to the sky, and the blessed ring was also burned black, if Feng Hao rushed over just now, he would definitely be extremely embarrassed, this flame, even if it can't burn him, he will lose a layer of skin.

"Hoo ......"

Seeing this scene, the old man on the side of the ring exhaled as if he had unloaded his burden, and a touch of pride flashed in his eyes.

"Do you think you're going to win?"

A gloomy voice came from within the pitch-black flames, like the whisper of the devil of hell, which made people's hearts tremble.