Chapter 675 "Invite Battle" even dared to do it with me. It's just looking for death!"

Elder Feng's hair was fluttering, his eyes were round and angry, his voice was like thunder, and the shocked people were a little dizzy, and their eyes swept the audience, no one dared to look at him, even the Holy Son of Beibi in the distance also lowered his head.

The person who can sit in the Tianwu Auction House, he is not only not only strength, but also identity, everyone who is qualified to sit in the town, there must be a behemoth behind him that ordinary people can't imagine.

"Bang Bang Bang ..."

Thinking of the fire, Elder Feng's hands moved, bursting out of four qi strengths, and the four elders of the Lang evil were dragged and shaken like this, and there were suddenly deep pits left on the square, and blood was sprinkled little by little, and it was a short while, and the four elders were already unrecognizable, the bridge of their noses collapsed, their teeth were broken, and they were covered with blood, like a terrible ghost.

"Smack!"

The Evil Son of Lang was stunned, wanting to take the opportunity to escape, but after being discovered, he was slapped in the face again, his face was deformed, and almost all his teeth spit out, falling in the distance, like a dead dog, unable to get up.

"Run, are you running away to show me?!"

Elder Feng sucked him in with one hand and scolded him with his eyes.

It's just a little Wuzun, if he escapes from under him, then the word goes, and he won't make people laugh to death?

The Son of Lang Evil had no strength to refute, he was now full of fear, and he only wanted to escape from the clutches of this old man.

He is a sun god body, and he has been destined for his noble status since birth, and everywhere he goes, there is a sound of compliment, and no one has ever disobeyed his will, let alone been frustrated.

He had never encountered such a situation as today, and he now knew that someone in the Dao could kill him regardless of his identity as a god and the Holy Son!

For the first time, he couldn't help but regret that he shouldn't have messed with that teenager...

"I'm going to kill you scourge today!"

Elder Feng was so angry that he was going to kill him in the first place.

Everyone was terrified, would the once-in-a-lifetime divine body be stifled like this?

"Don't be a senior!"

The four elders exclaimed in unison, desperately resisting but to no avail, the old man's strong might was like ten thousand mountains, and they couldn't even move a finger.

"Old-timers, wait!"

A slightly weak voice sounded behind the old man, making him stop what he was doing, and when he turned around, he saw Feng Hao, who was covered in blood, walking slowly towards him with a faint smile.

"How?"

The old man's expression slowed down, and he asked a little gently, and his tone was as different as just now.

"I want to beg the old-timers to let him go. ”

Feng Hao froze, stopped not far from the old man, and said sincerely.

"Let him go?!"

The old man was stunned and looked at him with some astonishment.

Everyone in the audience was the same, the four elders, the Lang Evil Holy Son, and the Northern Holy Son, all of them didn't know what to do, and they all guessed their true intentions in their hearts.

They couldn't believe that Feng Hao would have good intentions, no one who encountered such a thing would have no reason to forgive their enemies, besides, after this incident, the two parties would be even more incompatible, if they let go of the Lang Evil Holy Son at this time, it would be tantamount to letting the tiger return to the mountain, if the sun god body was a great success, the old man in front of him might not be able to suppress him.

Therefore, strangling the divine body at this time is the best choice, and there are no worries.

"Hmm. ”

Feng Hao still smiled and nodded lightly, "A mere god body, you don't need the old-timers to do it yourself." ”

"But..."

Elder Feng frowned.

It is indeed not a wise thing to do to keep this divine body, and now the Feng family is also in the biggest predicament, if the Dacheng divine body falls into the well in the future, it will also be a big blow to the Feng family.

However, seeing Feng Hao's sincere look, he still put down the Lang Evil Holy Son.

"Ahem!"

As soon as the Lang Evil Holy Son fell to the ground, he squatted down, coughing non-stop in his mouth, blood spurting out, looking at the young man who was walking slowly, there was a haze between his eyebrows.

"Does it taste good?"

Looking at the Lang Evil Holy Son, who had been unrecognizable, the corners of Feng Hao's mouth raised a slight arc, and his words were playful and sarcastic.

"Humph!"

Lang Evil Saint Son's teeth almost fell out, and he couldn't speak for a short time, he could only snort coldly, struggling to stand up straight, the corners of his mouth that kept twitching, and his trembling body, showed that he was not comfortable at this time.

However, he is still arrogant, his self-esteem does not allow him to bow his head in front of those who are weaker than himself, and if so, he would rather choose death!

"Do you know what the Tao is for?"

As he spoke, Feng Hao's face also became cold, and his eyes shone with a cold glow.

He has a low starting point, he has never enjoyed any cultivation, his strength is all obtained by his own hard work, and his real cultivation time is only more than six years!

In six years, from a third-level martial apprentice to the second level of the first realm of Wuzun, who can say slow at such a speed?!

And now, he has the blue energy that can compare to the holy energy and the battle heaven trick of the Great Sage, if the battle intent is perfected together, this will probably surpass all the holy energy and divine energy, and become a new ultimate way!

With these two, he already has the confidence and qualifications to surpass the divine body!

Under the unclear gaze of the Lang Evil Saint Son, the corners of Feng Hao's mouth raised a cold arc, and he slowly spit out, "Because, it will be enough for me to solve you!"

"Humph!"

The Lang Evil Saint Son was startled at first, and then snorted coldly, looking at Feng Hao sarcastically.

He no longer has the ability to resist at this time, even an ordinary martial artist can easily kill him, let alone Feng Hao, a talented person?

"The god body is finished!"

Seeing this scene, everyone sighed in their hearts.

Leaving the divine body as unwise, strangle it, there is no worries, and now that Feng Hao is on his side, even if he kills it, there is nowhere to redress the grievances of the Lang Evil Holy Land.

"You don't have to provoke me!"

The corners of Feng Hao's mouth pursed a cold arc, looked at the Lang Evil Holy Son with disdain, and mocked, "I'm not you, I like to do things that take advantage of people's danger." ”

"I'll give you three years to cultivate, and when you recuperate, after three years, I will fight with you outside the ancient city, whether you live or die, do you dare to accept it?!"

The young man was covered in blood, standing on the empty square, the rocker was straight, like a pine, in front of tens of thousands of people, the words were sonorous, and the gods were invited to fight.

The audience was silent, a pair of eyes were all shaking and looking at him inexplicably, surprised, stunned, surprised, unknown, no one could guess what he was thinking at this time, this invitation to fight, there was no advantage for him, on the contrary, three years later, the Lang Evil Holy Son, that may already be the existence of a breakthrough Wuzun...

[PS: There was a power outage at noon yesterday, I heard the landlord say that the transformer burned, I don't know when the road will call, and the shrimp is now in the Internet café codeword]