Chapter 1642 The Battle

At this moment, as the masked man's aura exploded, Feng Hao's fighting spirit and his astonishing murderous intent were intertwined in the battlefield.

The two invisible momentums constantly collided, which made everyone on the entire battlefield feel a heavy sense of depression. Only the After Ying and Leng Yusen were not moved by the momentum, but their faces became much more serious.

The next moment, the masked man's body moved, and the two of them were almost equal in awe. He wanted to take the initiative!

Feng Hao was also surprised that a faint light flashed in the masked man's hand, and then a black boxing glove automatically wrapped the masked man's arm, pounced on him like a man-devouring beast.

"Flesh body contact?"

Feng Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, and a light flashed across his fist. It was his turn to touch his body. He hadn't really been afraid of anyone! As soon as the divine thought moved, a red red divine light like a divine flame appeared from his fist, forming a red flame fist glove in an instant!

With a punch, the red divine light was like a divine flame. Wherever you passed, the space was slightly distorted, colliding with the gloomy light of the masked man.

"boom"

The two balls of light collided, causing a low explosion sound. An invisible wave of air suddenly spread out, and even the strong men of the two armies who were far apart were shocked.

This level of confrontation was beyond their imagination. It seemed that Feng Hao could compete with the mysterious powerful man of the Witch Spirit Clan!

Seeing this scene, Gongsun Jing and others breathed a sigh of relief. This masked man was the most changing factor in this battle. As long as he could be stopped, everything was possible!

"Boy Feng is so good! Beat him up!" Long Yueguan cheered when he saw this scene. For a moment, the morale of the human race increased a lot.

Leng Yusen looked at each other with the afterimage, but his expression still remained unchanged. In their eyes, if Feng Hao could not kill the other party's seventh-level strongman, then let them take action.

"Sir, why is the human race's virtual martial arts body so powerful?" Fat Fox Military Advisor narrowed his thin eyes into a thin line, and he said with a little concern.

"Hmph, the mere Void Martial Arts body is simply vulnerable to the body of the God Lord of the Witch Spirit Clan, and this lord has not used his real trump card yet!" The person in charge of the Witch Spirit Clan smiled cruelly.

The two people's figures instantly staggered when the fists were met, but the contempt in the masked man's eyes slowly restrained a lot, because he felt a faint sense of threat on Feng Hao.

"No matter what kind of virtual martial arts body you are, you will be killed by me in the end!" The masked man snorted coldly with disdain and attacked forward again!

"Tiger Running Fist!"

Feng Hao took a slight step back and gathered his momentum, and suddenly he jumped up from the air and punched the masked man!

Feng Hao's face was fearless. Since the opponent could be the trump card of the Witch Spirit Clan, he must have more than one method. He must fight quickly and end this battle as soon as possible!

"Hunting humans, go to die!" The masked man shouted coldly, and the faint light in his hand slowly flowed like life.

"boom"

The two of them hit each other again. At this time, the faint light flowing over the masked man's fist suddenly entangled Feng Hao's fist like a vine.

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

That's right, he felt that the red flame fist gloves in his hand were corroded. He was frightened and wanted to pull them out, but he found that his fist was tightly entangled by the faint light and could not move at all!

Feng Hao raised his head and met the man in the masked eyes. He saw the amazing murderous intent in the other party, and his divine thoughts immediately moved.

"Supreme Magic!"

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

"Damn it!" Although the masked man didn't know what was going on, he knew it was absolutely impossible to look at Feng Hao's fist, and it was purely hitting the muzzle.

But even if he was a seventh-level strong man, he could not resist the ninth-level power of the supreme magic sealing technique, and his body involuntarily moved towards Feng Hao.

"Swish"

Feng Hao's legs were lifted up fiercely, like an iron whip swept across, directly whipping the masked man's chest, and the powerful force kicked him away directly!

Since the man with the mask was kicked away, the faint light naturally could not continue to wrap around the Red Flame Fist Gloves, and Feng Hao could also escape.

Taking the opportunity to take a few steps back, Feng Hao glanced at the fist in his hand and found that the light seemed to be much dimming. He couldn't help but frown slightly. The black light just now was really weird, and he almost said.

"Damn it!"

The masked man who was kicked out finally stabilized his body. The pain he hadn't experienced for a long time from his chest made him unable to calm down.

Since the great success of his God Lord’s body, no one has allowed him to be so embarrassed!

"You must die!"

The masked man almost roared and said, and the fist gloves flashing with faint light became even more ferocious. The continuous flowing light was as if it could corrode everything, making people feel heartbroken when they saw it.

"Feng Hao, be careful. If I'm not mistaken, this masked man is the body of the lord of the Witch Spirit Clan! It should not be underestimated."

At this time, Gongsun Jing's voice transmission came from behind, which made Feng Hao frown slightly. Although he could guess that the other party's origin was extraordinary, he did not expect that he was also the body of the Divine Lord.

"The fist gloves in the other party's hand are famous holy soldiers of the Witch Spirit Clan. They are controlled by the body of the divine masters of all generations and have corrosive power!"

Since he guessed the other party's identity, Gongsun Jing naturally quickly mobilized all information about the body of the witch spirit clan.

"I'll just say, why is this guy so murderous intent at me? I heard that the God of Void Martial Arts was a powerful man who overwhelmed the entire Wu Ling clan. It seems that this guy wants to take revenge?"

Feng Hao's mouth curled up slightly, and it was even more worth looking forward to fighting. Since the other party was also the body of the god lord, the faint light on the other party's boxing gloves that corrode everything was really a bit difficult to deal with.

At this time, the man in mask was attacking and killing again with murderous intent, and the faint light on the fist gloves kept spreading in the air like life.

Feng Hao felt this kind of power that corrodes everything, and his fear was even heavier. This kind of power was hard to defend against, and even the holy soldiers were corroded. You must not fight it head-on!
Chapter completed!