Bang!

The sky was full of roars, the sky was full of air waves, and the entire battle platform was shrouded in two colors of air waves. The disciples under the battle platform, whether with their eyes or with their divine sense, could not see a trace of the situation on the battle platform clearly. Every disciple's heart was full of speculation and worry.

The male disciple was still worried that Yang Hao had lost a move, because Yang Hao gave them good senses in the last battle with Chen Feng, so the male disciple still supported Yang Hao in this battle as always. And the female disciple, who supported Yang Hao in the last game, also continued to support Yang Hao. And some female disciples who originally supported Chen Feng did not choose to support Yang Hao because Yang Hao defeated Chen Feng and proved their strength, they chose to support Yang Hao, they chose their appearance, and once again, Yang Hao's appearance was not as good as Jin Feilong as Chen Feng, so naturally, those female disciples who looked at their faces chose to support Jin Feilong.

If Yang Hao knew that these female disciples once again ran to support Jin Feilong because of their appearance and did not support him, I don't know if he would cry to death.

The qi wave is not permanent, after a minute and a half, no matter how many qi waves, they also disappeared, and the battle platform once again unfolded its full picture, dazzling white gold, as domineering as ever, but the disciples did not put their minds on the battle platform, but on the battle platform. They really want to know who will win and who will lose in this competition? But when the qi wave existed, they couldn't see it because of the existence of the qi wave, and now that the qi wave is gone, naturally, they want to know the ending even more.

Without the air waves, they quickly saw what they wanted to see.

On the battle platform, there are two figures standing, one figure is golden everywhere on his body, and even the air around him has turned golden, extremely domineering, like an emperor in power, holding the life and death of thousands of living beings. The golden figure was motionless, always maintaining a movement, that is, punching his fists, the strange thing is that the fist of this golden figure was actually a fist for a while, and the next moment, it suddenly became a golden dragon!

Although it was not the first time to see such a strange scene, all the disciples still couldn't help but let out an exclamation, telling the shock in their hearts.

After a long time, the disciples took their eyes off Jin Feilong's body and moved to another place on the battle platform. I saw that in the other corner of the battle platform, a white-clothed figure was leaning on a long sword, one foot was already kneeling on the battle platform, the whole body was panting, looking very exhausted, the robe on his body was also torn a lot, and on his chest, there was a golden fist mark half an inch deep!

Tang Xuanzang is injured!

This thought instantly flashed through the hearts of all the disciples.

At this time, the motionless Jin Feilong withdrew his fists that kept the action of punching, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a smug smile.

In fact, one move Tianlong Fist couldn't hurt Yang Hao at all, and now the reason why Yang Hao was injured by Jin Feilong was because Jin Feilong used the "sneak attack" skill, and Yang Hao was caught off guard and was injured by Jin Feilong's punch.

When Jin Feilong struck the Heavenly Dragon Fist, Yang Hao used the sword magic power of "Daoist holding sword, sword breaking universe" at the fastest speed to greet him. In Yang Hao's expectation, his sword dao divine power could easily dissolve Jin Feilong's blow to the Heavenly Dragon Fist, and it was true that Yang Hao's sword magic power easily disintegrated Jin Feilong's Heavenly Dragon Fist.

But what made Yang Hao stunned was that when his sword power dissolved Jin Feilong's blow to the Heavenly Dragon Fist, Jin Feilong was not half angry, but showed a smile that the conspiracy had succeeded, seeing this, Yang Hao secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly pulled the fairy sword away from Jin Feilong's fist, at this moment, Jin Feilong's smile was even greater, and with a trace of "It's too late" excitement, Yang Hao saw it, and his heart sank even more.

Sure enough, Yang Hao found that he was just about to draw the Immortal Sword away, when a suction force suddenly came from above Jin Feilong's fist, firmly fixing Yang Hao's Immortal Sword on top of his fist.

Yang Hao calculated in his heart, if he wanted to retrieve his Qi Immortal Sword from the suction on the fist of the golden flying dragon, it would take at least two breaths, although this was very short, but in the battle of the strong, one breath could turn the tide of the battle. This is an exaggeration, but it is true.

The time of two breaths can change many things. Yang Hao could have abandoned the Immortal Sword and left, so as to avoid being conspiracy by Jin Feilong, but the Immortal Sword was a sword magic weapon that Yang Hao had to use to exert many powerful magical powers, and Yang Hao would not have discarded the Immortal Sword at all, so although Yang Hao knew that there were tigers in the mountains, he had to lean towards the Tiger Mountain.

The breath was fleeting, and Yang Hao fought hard against the suction on Jin Feilong's fist, and had already pulled half of the Qi Immortal Sword away from Jin Feilong's fist. Yang Hao saw that Jin Feilong's body was shining with golden light again, and a golden divine dragon appeared behind Jin Feilong again, Yang Hao showed a hint of enlightenment in his heart, and the golden divine dragon drilled into Jin Feilong's other fist with lightning speed.

The time of two breaths has just passed, Yang Hao has just completely withdrawn the suction of the Immortal Sword from the fist of Jin Feilong, Jin Feilong has just waved the golden divine dragon, and once again hit the Tianlong fist, swinging towards Yang Hao, Yang Hao didn't have time to resist before he was hit the chest by Jin Feilong's Tianlong fist, and suddenly, a half-inch golden fist mark was imprinted on Yang Hao's chest. Jin Feilong still wanted to attack, but Yang Hao had already used Jin Feilong's Heavenly Dragon Fist to bombard him and quickly threw his body out with the huge force he carried, and distanced himself from Jin Feilong, which also made Jin Feilong's attack miss.

Therefore, when the two colors of qi disappeared, the disciples saw the stagnant movements of Yang Hao and Jin Feilong on the battle platform.

Jin Feilong moved his somewhat de-energized body, quickly ran the Dao method, replenished the consumed spiritual power and energy, and at the same time raised his eyes to look at Yang Hao with a smug smile on his mouth.

Seeing that Yang Hao was injured as he expected, the corners of Jin Feilong's slightly upturned mouth curled even more. Jin Feilong's heart was very proud, because he hurt Yang Hao, although he came from Yin. Jin Feilong has always had two golden dragons, but Jin Feilong did not show it at the first time, in order to calculate Yang Hao.