Chapter 1642： War

Chapter 1642 War

At this moment, due to the eruption of the mask man's momentum, in the immediate battlefield, Feng Hao's ambitious combat intention and his amazing killing intention are intertwined.

The two invisible momentums collided constantly, giving everyone on the battlefield a heavy sense of depression. Only Afterimage and Leng Yusen were not impressed by the momentum, but their faces were also dignified. a lot of,

The next moment, the mask man ’s body moved, and the momentum of the two men was almost the same. He wanted to preempt the attack.

Another surprise is that in the hands of the mask man, there is also a glimmer of light. Immediately, a black glove is automatically wrapped around the mask man's arm, and it is rushed like a giant beast.

"Physical collision."

Feng Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, flashing a fine light, it was his turn to meet the flesh, but he hadn't really been afraid of anyone yet. At the moment of the thought, a ray of crimson-like dimness appeared from him Fist, red flame gloves form instantly,

With a punch, the crimson godsman looks like a **** flame, and the space where they pass is slightly twisted, colliding with the gloom of the mask man,

"boom"

The two groups of lights intersected and collided, causing a low explosion sound. Even an invisible cyclone diffused out, even the strong soldiers of the two armies felt far away.

This level of confrontation is beyond their imagination. It seems that Feng Hao can compete with the mysterious power of the Witch Spirit tribe.

Seeing this scene, Gongsun Yun and other talents were relieved. This mask man is the most changing factor in this battle. As long as it can stop him, then everything is possible.

"The wind boy is good, lie on him." Long Yueguan cheered when he saw the scene, and once again the morale of the human race improved a lot,

Leng Yusen looked at the shadows, and his look remained unchanged. In their eyes, if Feng Hao could not kill the other seventh-tier strong man, let them take the shot.

"Master, why is this humanoid's virtual martial arts so arrogant." The narrow eyes of the fat fox military division narrowed into a thin line, slightly worried about the tunnel,

"Well, the imaginary body is in front of the body of my Wuling tribe, and it's completely unbeatable, and this adult hasn't used the real hole cards." The Wuling chief laughed cruelly,

When the fists touched, the figures of the two men were staggered instantly, but at this time the contempt in the eyes of the mask man had slowly converged a lot, because he felt a slight sense of threat on Feng Hao's body.

"Regardless of what kind of fictitious body you are, in the end it was just beheaded by me." The mask man sneered disdainfully and attacked again,

"Tiger Boxing."

Feng Hao stepped back a little bit to gather together, and suddenly the whole person was like a beast. The whole person jumped up from the air and banged with a punch at the mask man.

Feng Hao's face was fearless. Since the opponent can be used as the card of the Witch Spirit family, he must have more than one of these methods. He must quickly decide to end this battle as soon as possible.

"Humble people, you go to death." The mask man sighed coldly, the light in his hands slowly flowed as if he had life,

"boom"

The fists of the two were facing each other again. At this time, the ray of light flowing above the mask man's gloves suddenly entangled Fenghao's fists like a vine.

The next moment, Feng Hao's face changed slightly, because he found that this light seemed to have a strange ability, that is, corrosion,

That ’s right, he felt the red flame gloves in his hand showed signs of corrosion, and now he was shocked and wanted to withdraw, but found that his fists were tightly entangled by those glooms, and he could n’t move at all.

Feng Hao lifted his head and touched the sight of the man in the mask. He saw the amazing killing in the other person.

"No cover magic."

Feng Hao whispered in his heart, and immediately the masked man's eyes changed drastically. He found that his body was rushing towards Feng Hao uncontrollably.

"Damn." Although the mask man didn't know what was going on, he also knew that it was absolutely impossible to look at Feng Hao's fist by himself, and it was purely a collision with the muzzle.

But even if he is a seventh-order powerhouse, he can't resist the nine-layer power without magic, and his body involuntarily moves closer to Fenghao.

"唰"

Feng Hao's legs were lifted up fiercely, like an iron whip swept across, hitting directly on the mask man's chest, and his powerful force kicked him directly,

Because the masked man was kicked and flying, those dim light naturally could not continue to be wrapped in red flame gloves, Feng Hao could also use this to get away,

Taking a few steps back, Feng Hao glanced at the fist in his hand, and found that the light seemed to be much dim, and he could not help but frown slightly. The kind of black light just now was really weird, and almost came to pass.

"damn it."

The masked man who was kicked out of the air managed to stabilize his body. The pain from the chest that he had not experienced for a long time made him unable to calm down.

No one has been able to let him be so embarrassed since the body of his divine master has grown up,

"You must die."

The mask man is almost roaring authentically, and the gloves with the glimmering light become even more stubborn. The constantly flowing glare is as if it can corrode everything, making people feel cold when they see it.

"Feng Hao, be careful, if I am not mistaken, this mask man is the body of the Lord of the Wuling tribe, and it must not be underestimated."

At this time, a voice from Gongsun Yun came behind him, causing Fenghao's brow to lightly frown. Although he could guess that the other party's origins were extraordinary, he did not expect that he was also the body of God.

"The gloves in the opponent's hand are the famous holy soldiers of the Wuling tribe. Those who have been the masters of the gods of the past can be controlled and have corrupting power."

Since the identity of the other party was guessed, Gongsun Yu naturally mobilized all the information about the body of the spirit master of the Wuling tribe.

"I just said, why is this guy killing me so much? I heard that once the **** of virtual martial arts was a strong force that crushed the entire Wuling tribe. It seems that this guy wants to get revenge."

The corner of Feng Hao's mouth slightly tilted up, so it is more worth looking forward to in this battle. Since the other party is also the Lord's body, but the other party ’s gloves have a corrosive gloom.

At this time, the masked man had already attacked and murdered again. The ray of light on the glove was like life, and it kept permeating in the air.

Feng Hao felt this kind of power that corroded everything, and the fear in her heart was a little bit heavy. This kind of power is extremely difficult to prevent. Even the holy soldiers are corroded, and they must not be confronted with it.