Chapter 1820: Concede
Everyone knows that if you want to have a certain strength, you must have a constitution that can withstand that level of strength.
Undoubtedly, after the incarnation with the reckless uprising, the strength soared, and naturally the original constitution can not afford it, so no one can keep it forever.
This old man also believes that Feng Hao has absolutely no way to support how long,
"Ah."
Seeing the old man rushing towards himself, Feng Hao curved an evil radian, like disdain, ridicule, without any hesitation, and like a cheetah, rushed out suddenly, the power was amazing,
"Boom boom boom ..."
On the ring platform, two figures kept crossing each other. During this period, a deafening sound of bangs kept ringing. Everyone on the scene was trembling. The eyes were shocked.
The two of them couldn't distinguish between the top and the bottom, and in a collision, the old man's momentum obviously decreased, and his forehead was covered with sweat.
However, on the other side, Feng Hao is just like a person who is okay, without much pressure. He is slightly relaxed, and gradually gains the upper hand.
"This is impossible. This must be an illusion. He has been transformed for a long time. It should not be possible to continue. He must be pretending. Yes, he is pretending. He must be pretending."
Looking at Wu's trembling arm, feeling the deep pain of fist coming into the soul, the old man's eyes were full of panic, shaking his head constantly, can't believe this is true,
It has been almost ten minutes from Feng Hao's transformation to now, even if it is him, it can not last for such a long time. He does not believe that Feng Hao once introduced the strongest in the third-order realm of the Holy Order. Domineering by oneself,
"Give me death."
The old man's eyes showed red bloodshots, and he kicked his feet fiercely on the ground, and the ground shuddered. The whole person exploded again and rushed forward.
"boom……"
With a blast, he flew back up and hit the barrier of the ring. His throat was sweet and he did not hold back. The blood spit out immediately. At the same time, his face was slightly bleak.
Feng Hao, however, still did not matter. His face was not red and gasped, just as if he had done a trivial thing. The old man who saw it vomited blood again.
Although he did n’t believe it, from the fist of Feng Hao, the continuous force that did not see the exhaustion let him know that Feng Hao was really relaxed at this time.
"How did he get the reckless mystery of my reckless people,"
He wanted to break his head and couldn't figure out how Feng Hao did it, and he was still so skilled, just like he was born by nature, which shocked his heart.
If Feng Hao is not a body of virtual martial arts, then he will definitely doubt that this may be the young genius abducted by his people within his own family,
Even if he is not willing anymore, he knows that he can't save the situation,
Lost,
For the first time in his life, the word appeared,
It can be said that since his birth, he has been a genius of the younger generation. No one has been better than him in any way. It has continued to this day. He has never been so miserably defeated by a junior. In the hands of
"boom."
With a muffled sound, he flew upside down again, and the momentum of his body began to languish. The original huge body was also gradually shrinking, and within half a moment, it returned to normal.
The corners of his mouth were bleeding, his clothes were damaged, his face was pale and scary, especially the pair of fists, dripping with blood, almost all the bones on the tip of his fist were shattered, his arms trembled, and he could not regain strength.
He didn't take any more shots, just stood against the barrier of the ring, his eyes locked on Feng Hao, and then when Feng Hao was about to make another shot, he said lightly, "I confess."
When he spit out these three words, the scene was directly plunged into a weird silence, and even the battles on the other platforms stopped, all looking at the dynamics here with a dull look.
You know, this old man is one of the top ten veterans of the Hundred Clan Towers. His strength is horrible. He is definitely the strongest under the half-step emperor. How can he lose in a state that is lower than his juniors.
However, the situation at this time is telling everyone that he has indeed lost, there is no power of confrontation, the trauma on his body, can not return to normal after a period of time,
Losing is indeed an uncomfortable thing, but it is better than dying,
The old man knew clearly that Feng Hao would never show mercy to his men. If he continued to fight, he would definitely have a dead end. Therefore, under the circumstances, he chose to admit defeat.
This is not for himself, but for his own people. He cannot die. He is dead. Who will support this race,
However, even if he confessed, no one made fun of him on the scene. In the just fighting, everyone could feel his power,
He is not weak, but his opponent is too strong,
Looking at the young man with a cold face, his eyes indifferent, and standing on the platform, at this moment, no one can describe the emotion in his heart,
In this world, no one can stop his footsteps,
This is like the supreme in ancient times. Since the beginning of the cultivation path, it has been invincible. It has crushed a generation and is peerless and powerful. No one can compete with it.
"Human race has risen, and re-embarked on the glorious road of ancient times ..."
This is what everyone thinks. At the same time, some older generation characters are thinking of a legend ...
The human race was created by the son-in-law ancient god, one of the three ancient gods.
Maybe this is true,
Although, in ancient times, the human race was strong, but it was not invincible, but now it is impossible to find a character who can compete with the young man on the ring.
And these older generations are thinking, maybe, the reason why the ancient goddess of Nu Wa created the human race can be found out in this young man.
Because, he is now more than the original **** of nothingness,
...
Although Feng Hao was unwilling to remove him, at this time, he could only stop and looked at the old man indifferently. His cold eyes revealed the killing without concealment.
Such a strong person is definitely a hidden danger for the human race.
"Tower master, there is no need to compare anymore, my reckless people will give in."
After a careful look, the momentum of the body has not diminished. It is Fenghao. The old man sighed in his heart, finally turned around, and whispered to the white-haired old man on the platform.