Chapter 1338 Holy Technique Heavenly Extreme Courtyard, on the second floor of the Holy Martial Hall, after Feng Hao and his party walked in, a group of people who followed behind almost crowded the audience, which made the people inside a little confused, and they didn't understand why so many people came, and besides, the other two mansions were all there.

However, soon, they all learned what happened from acquaintances, and they were immediately surprised.

A 1,000-credit bet, that's a big gamble!

Moreover, what shocked them the most was that this new student actually proposed to defeat the enemy with one move at the same level!

If it weren't for the fact that Feng Hao had defeated Leng Heng, who had the Nine Ghost Divine Body, in one shot, everyone would have thought that he was beyond his strength.

Now, it's hard to say, and it's hard to guess the outcome.

Because of the commotion here, the people in the ring soon came down, and Feng Hao and Leng Huan went to the registration office to register.

"Can't you open a bet??"

Xie Yandong and Long Yueguan immediately shouted, looking full of interest.

Fang Cai doubled their credits, and why not earn the credits they can earn for nothing?

"Bet on, open bet, Leng Huan wins twenty to one, and newcomers win five to one!"

After a while, there was a lot of commotion.

Although I felt that the odds were too low, Xie Yandong and the others had no choice, so they still scolded and bet.

After all, it was given away for free, so why not?

This time, everyone is obedient, and they all bet on Feng Hao, and suddenly many people bet on Feng Hao, on the contrary, Leng Huan is cold and lonely, even if it is a person from Jiuyou Mansion, it is only a symbolic bet, and no one has made a heavy bet.

In this case, the odds of the direct handicap have changed again......

Leng Huan wins, ten to one, Feng Hao wins, ten to one.

Such a result made Leng Huan, who was at the registration office, look extremely ugly.

Can't you really resist this guy's move?!

His teeth were about to be crushed, his eyes were spitting angry flames, and he secretly swore in his heart that he would let Feng Hao survive and not die!

"This junior brother, can the master really defeat Leng Huan with one move?"

The two students who had been healed by Feng Hao stood beside Long Yueguan and the others and asked softly.

"Hey, hey!"

Long Yueguan grinned, Bai Sensen's teeth flashed with cold light, and said, "Just that kind of goods, the wind boy will fight ten by himself, and a hundred will be no problem!"

Such a nonsense atmosphere immediately attracted the gloomy eyes of many students of the Nine Shadows Mansion, and they stared at this kid very unkindly.

"What do you see, do you need your Grandpa Long to loosen your muscles and bones?!"

Long Yueguan was not afraid of them, and directly stared at them, and glared back one by one, his tone was very arrogant.

He doesn't know what forbearance is, for him, the more hostile people the better, as long as it's not like Feng Hao, a person with too big a gap, then, there is no problem!

"Humph!"

There was a snort, but no one answered.

These people ignore him, naturally not because they are afraid of his strength, but because they are worried that Feng Hao will provoke him again, which is really faceless.

Just like now, no matter whether you win or lose, Leng Huan will be rumored to be a laughing stock.

Soon, Feng Hao and Leng Huan entered the ring, standing opposite each other, and there was a distance of about dozens of meters between the two sides.

"Don't be so nervous, I said, defeat you in one move, if you are not defeated, even if I lose!"

Feng Hao stretched his muscles slightly, and said in a joking tone to Leng Huan, who was slowly condensing momentum on the opposite side.

"Arrogance!"

A touch of coldness flashed in Leng Huan's eyes, and then, endless cold air erupted from his body, mighty, as if he had encountered a big avalanche, visible to the naked eye, as if the atmosphere of Lang tide swept towards Feng Hao, trying to annihilate it.

"Battle Heaven Technique!"

Feng Hao's eyes suddenly condensed, and suddenly, an extremely violent momentum rushed out of his body, and his eyes turned red because of this, locking Leng Huan like a beast staring at its prey, and the corners of his mouth showed a mocking arc.

"Rumble ......"

As soon as his mind moved, the power of the void force surged up like a river, and bursts of explosions like thunder erupted, and the momentum was huge, and in an instant, it directly surpassed Leng Huan on the other side.

"Damn, how is this possible?!"

Feeling the extremely strong pressure, a look of horror flashed in Leng Huan's cold eyes.

He couldn't believe that Feng Hao's strength had skyrocketed several times for no reason, and just by virtue of his might, his aura was directly crushed!

Cold sweat oozed from his forehead and then slid down.

This kind of pressure told him that the person in front of him was definitely not something he could resist.

The people under the ring, although they don't have that immersive feeling, but they also see the difference.

Because, in the confrontation of aura, Leng Huan has fallen behind!

A person of the sixth order of the mortal saint was fighting with a person of the first order of the mortal saint, and he actually lost to the other party in the aura, which made them feel incredible, and at the same time, they also knew that Feng Hao was extraordinary.

He's definitely not as simple as it seems!

But at this time, Leng Huan can only bite the bullet, and he can't let him admit defeat directly under the pressure of momentum, right?

"Hell Heavenly Mangling Array!"

Attack, he is sacrificing his best defensive array, and the slightest trace is constructed into a hell-like space, enveloping him.

"Woo ......"

Inside, the ghostly wind howled, making some howls like ghosts crying wolves, and the aura was quite large, shocking the Quartet.

"Heavenly Hell Fist!"

The ghost energy in his body was mobilized by him, only one foot was swinged, both hands pushed, a fierce beast like a hellish demon condensed, eight feet tall, with a hideous face, a pair of bright and cold eyes, like two lanterns, a huge body, almost the entire ring space was stuffed, under the cold sacrifice, stretched out a big hand of the secluded forest, with a cold momentum, directly towards Feng Hao down.

Holy Skill!

Although Leng Huan's cultivation was suppressed at the peak of the Martial Emperor at this time, with his comprehension of this set of holy techniques, he still fought at this time, and immediately shook the space, crushed the eight directions, and made many of the Nine Shadows Mansion students under the ring show joy.

The power of the holy technique was unstoppable, and suddenly, his power exploded dozens of times, and the entire arena space was shaken.