Chapter 1173： Is he really new?

Chapter 1173 He Is Really A Newcomer.

After a little, the scene was slightly silent, and everyone's eyes were on the two figures in the ring.

One person is a character who has long dominated the Holy Martial Church, and the other is just a newcomer.

Every time the new first, the talent will be very good, but for those who have been in the academy for hundreds of years, they are still just new, the main thing is ... this new first, see It was too unusual to go up, there was nothing outstanding, and if it wasn't for the new first name, they wouldn't have caught their attention.

Looking at the calm and scary Fenghao in front of him, Sheng Yangwen didn't dare to have a small heart.

In this sacred martial arts hall, he encountered too many unexpected adversaries, and he would no longer have the contempt of enemies, even if it was just a newcomer.

"Rumble, ..."

He began to consolidate the momentum, and his muscles were all a little swollen. The muffled sound like a thunder rang inside. He looked cold and cold, and a momentum like a king spread out, pressing towards the wind, even if It is through the barrier, and it also gives a strong visual impact to everyone on the scene.

His ability to win second place attests to his extraordinary strength.

"interesting……"

Feng Hao's eyes locked on him, and his thoughts moved, and the battle tactics ran wildly, and a war of domineering world spewed out of him, just like a peerless sword, killing everything This kind of momentum of Sheng Yangwen was directly broken. On the contrary, Feng Hao, if he had the actual combat intention to kill, made him look a little embarrassed, and had to transport his internal energy to resist, so he did not lose his state.

All of this is in the eyes of everyone, and they can't help but be shocked. Some people who hold all their families on Sheng Yangwen have an ominous premonition in their hearts.

People who can have such a domineering warfare are definitely not a mess.

"Although that guy hurt me, it hurts, but it's quite comfortable, hehe, I must beat him next time."

Long Yue closed it and watched, uttering a voice in her mouth.

His words were chilling to others.

The captivity was so miserable that he even said that he was comfortable.

However, the thought of him being a member of the Dragon family, the people are relieved, but one by one, they can't help but want to stay away from him.

It is definitely not a good thing to be entangled by such people.

...

"Swooshman."

Sheng Yangwen looked at Feng Hao coldly, grasping and pushing with the palm of his hand, a whirl of energy in the shape of a whirlwind swept towards Feng Hao.

"Supreme body."

Feng Hao's heart moved, and the dazzling golden light burst forth like the radiance of the sun, spreading over his body, as if put on a **** armor.

"Tiger Boxing."

When the whirlwind came in front of him, he almost did not hesitate, and burst out the power condensed on his fist, bombarding this whirlwind like a tornado.

"Well."

The huge force shattered everything. The fist caused the whirlwind's melody directly. In the sound of the whirlwind, the whirlwind was shaken into nothingness. At the same time, Feng Hao rushed to the past without any fear. The two fists and their opponents faced each other, and they fought together, and the sound continued to spread from the addition of the two fists.

"Dear fellow, this newcomer is really not weak, and dare to confront it physically."

"It seems that there should be a hard fight ..."

"He ... really just a newcomer."

On the scene, because the two were stubborn, they talked, and both eyes with surprise and shock were placed on the golden figure on the ring.

"Well, ..."

With a muffled thunder, the two were pushed out by a huge force, separated by a long distance.

At this moment, Sheng Yangwen was undoubtedly shocked. The strength from Feng Hao's fists and feet made his bones at this time feel as if the bones were cracked, and the cold sweat leaked from his forehead and slipped off. Go on.

"Can't drag on."

Looking at Feng Hao, who was still blushing and gasping, Sheng Yangwen's eyes were suddenly frozen.

"Tian Luo King Kong Fist."

After the shot, Sheng Yangwen took out his stunt, and between his fists, a statue of King Kong appeared, with great momentum and mighty power. He is like an ancient monarch from ancient times. He holds King Kong and destroys all directions. The surrounding space is like The rippling surface of the lake drove away to make way for him.

This kind of martial arts that can drive vision is undoubtedly holy martial arts.

"Fantastic fingerprints."

Looking at the King Kong vision on Sheng Yangwen's fist, Feng Hao didn't dare to keep it. He turned over two large arrays, infused with the power of the black virtual martial arts and the energy of natural punishment to form a huge palm.

"Booming."

When this handprint was formed, a majestic majestic majesty was revealed, and this arm was like a real deity's hand. The erupting coercion caused people to suffocate and wanted to surrender to it. under.

"It turned out that he already has control of the heavenly fingerprints ..."

There was an unexpected light flashing in the long and narrow eyes of Liu Canyan standing in the distance, and because of the existence of this fingerprint, there was a flash of unknown scorching, a little, a sigh, "It's a pity ..."

"Boom."

From within the ring, a deafening explosion exploded. A small mushroom cloud was rising in it, and the wind that could easily hang the ordinary Wuhuang peak strong was raging inside. At the same time, everyone saw it. When that dark handprint fell down, the King Kong vision on Sheng Yangwen's fist was directly destroyed, and the mighty power was suppressed, which was as strong as Sheng Yangwen was also given by that powerful force. Zhenfei went out.

"how is this possible,."

Watching the arm shaking and his pale face, Sheng Yangwen, on the scene, his eyes were staring round and round, staring at this scene with sullen eyes.

Obviously, even if Sheng Yangwen has used his hard work, he still falls behind.

"Fantastic fingerprints."

Perhaps because of Longyueguan, Feng Hao didn't treat him politely, didn't give him time to breathe, and condensed his fingerprints again. A large slap was condensed, shattered towards him, and hit him backwards and forwards. At last, he was photographed flying, hitting the barrier, a spurt of blood sprayed out directly, and his momentum weakened.

The majestic power of the heavenly fingerprints can resist the punishment of the sky. Although there is no vision, the special majesty on it will give people a huge coercion on the soul, so Sheng Yangwen will lose. So fast.

"I lost."

Looking at the black handprints humming above his head, Sheng Yangwen lowered his arm bitterly.

He never thought that he would lose such a miserable day, and that he would still be defeated by a newcomer.

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