Chapter 1091 Chopping an Arm This is a strange flame, the whole body is pitch black, contrary to the normal flame, it is a common demon fire in hell, however, this kind of fire is different from the demon fire, this is the essence fire of the fierce beast three-headed dog in hell, this kind of fire, which is countless times stronger than the hell demon fire, can burn everything, back then, the five fierce beasts of the barbarian race were helpless against this kind of demon fire, and they could not kill it, it can be seen that this demon fire is so strong.

And at this time, Lang Angxiong's flame was this kind of demonic fire, and he slowly climbed up from the flames as if he were a demon god from hell.

He was covered in pitch-black flames, a pair of eyes, pitch black and thorough, the flames were burning, making people see that any pair of demon eyes had the illusion that the soul was burning, and he didn't dare to look directly, and the horror was boundless.

At this time, a strange magic pattern was revealed on his forehead......

This is the shape of a pitch-black flame, with the movement of this small flame, the magic fire around him burns more vigorously, with him as the center, the surrounding ground is spreading a scorched black, and the space is boiling, fluttering, making people's vision become distorted.

"Roar ......"

Lang Angxiong did not stand up, on the contrary, he crawled down like a demonic beast, roaring fiercely at the wind in his mouth, and slowly, the flames around him, centered on him, condensed into the shape of a three-headed dog of hell, extremely fierce, and the overflowing aura made people suffocate.

"Humph!"

The old man on the side of the ring snorted lightly, a hideous look flashed in his eyes, and he said calmly, "It's not bad to be able to force him to this point, but unfortunately, he is still destined to die at the hands of Lang Angxiong...... Tsk, that's fine, if only we joined our Brute Ancient Clan. ”

He knew a lot about Lang Angxiong's situation at this time, so he was full of confidence, and looking at Feng Hao was like looking at a dead man.

Lang Angxiong's mutation also made the scene quiet suddenly, and the old man was also dignified, he had already made up his mind, if Feng Hao was not low, fighting for the reputation of the barbarians, he would also save Feng Hao.

In his heart, Feng Hao's identity is greater than everything, even if he betrays his faith.

......

"What a powerful energy. ”

Feng Hao's face was solemn, and his eyes were tightly locked on Lang Angxiong's body.

The strength of this pitch-black flame surpassed any energy he had ever seen, although he had long known that there were countless strange bodies in the world, especially the Xiangtian Palace Palace Master had told him that there was a unique physique between heaven and earth.

And what Lang Angxiong has in front of him is the strongest kind of magic energy in hell, which is the Demon Beast Monarch in hell, the special magic fire of the three-headed dog of hell.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

Feng Hao didn't have any fear, on the contrary, he was very excited, his fighting spirit was soaring, his hands were swiped together, and two strange large arrays appeared, appearing above his head.

"Buzz ......"

With the formation of the large array, a palm like a god, slowly condensed, under the infusion of various forces, this palm showed a dark purple color, shining and shining, there was an arc of electric arc outside, rippling out a shocking atmosphere, at this moment, the heaven and earth roared, as if unable to withstand this kind of rhyme and rippled.

"Roar ......"

And at this time, Lang Angxiong roared, stomped on the ground with both hands, and then burst up like a demon dog, carrying the magic power of the sky, surging flames, and rushed towards Feng Hao, wanting to tear it to pieces in one fell swoop.

"Handprints that turn the sky upside down!"

Feng Hao's face was straight, his eyes were condensed, his handprint was pinched, and with a flip of his hand, the big hand that appeared on the top of his head was like a chariot, and it fell directly towards Lang Angxiong.

"Roar!"

At this time, Lang Angxiong seemed to have lost his mind, and when he saw the big hand falling, he didn't dodge, on the contrary, he opened his hands and wanted to tear the big hand.

"Bang tom!"

With a sound of explosions that penetrated the sky, Lang Angxiong spat blood from his mouth, and was smashed out of the ring again, and blood was sprinkled in the ring, proving that he was not lightly injured.

Now Feng Hao's strength has soared again, and the power and coercion of the earth-shaking handprint have increased several times, and he actually fought with his physical body, purely looking for death!

"Roar ......"

It was the landing, and Lang Angxiong was angry again, unabated, and pounced again, but it was a big hand that greeted him.

"Celestial Star Magic Light Bullet!"

He opened his mouth and spat out a huge bullet of light condensed by pitch-black flames, heading towards the big hand.

"Boom!"

The two collided together, and completely exploded, a mushroom cloud rose up, and ripples and winds swept in all directions, and the scene was very grand, killing everything.

"Die!"

Lang Angxiong nimbly avoided these strong winds, and like a demon dog, he raised his claws formed by the condensation of pitch-black flames and grabbed towards Feng Hao.

"Huh!"

Feng Hao disappeared directly in place, but when he reappeared, he was behind him, holding a dark purple giant sword on his scaly palm, and without any hesitation, he directly slashed down towards Lang Angxiong's head.

"Whew!"

Everyone saw a sharp arc crossing, and then they saw the blood light blooming, and a terrible scream.

"Stop!"

A panicked shout rang out, and everyone saw a figure sweep into the ring and pull out a figure.

It was the old man in the ring, he shot and saved Lang Angxiong!

Although Lang Angxiong dodged the fatal blow, his left arm was cut off by Feng Hao and left in the ring.

Carrying the energy of heavenly punishment, there is nothing that cannot be killed!

"Boom......"

Holding the giant sword and slashing continuously, Feng Hao directly slashed this arm into pieces, and the bones were broken inch by inch.

For those who have already been confirmed to be enemies, there is no need for him to keep his hands, but he has some regrets that he was not able to kill this freak.

"No ......"

Looking at the severed arm that was cut into countless pieces by Feng Hao, Lang Angxiong screamed bitterly, his eyes were bloodshot, if it wasn't for the old man who imprisoned him, he would have pounced on him desperately.

If you have a broken arm, there is basically no possibility of regeneration, unless the broken arm is intact, then there are still some possibilities.

"You guys are so ruthless!"

The old man took a deep look at Feng Hao, and shouted at the sacrificial old man in the Beast God Temple, cut through the space, and left with Lang Ang in embarrassment.

"Ruthless?"

Feng Hao pursed the corners of his mouth disdainfully, exhaled slightly, dispersed the giant sword in his hand, and the unicorn arm also returned to normal, looking towards the Beast God Temple, he saw that the old man was looking at him with a smile.

It's just that in the depths of his eyes, Feng Hao still sees a touch of fiery and respect?

Feng Hao was stunned, shook his head slightly, and jumped out of the ring without thinking too much.