Chapter 1615 Demonic Killing Fist

After an instant, Yin Hao punched out.

The majestic killing intent surged out like a volcanic eruption along with the fist. In an instant, it condensed into an unusually large black fist shadow, roaring forward, seemingly indestructible.

In the flash of lightning, the shadow of the fist, which was completely condensed with murderous intent, was shaken together with the huge blood-streaked palm.

"boom!"

Amidst the earth-shattering sound, the giant palm exploded, the shadow of the fist shattered, terrifying energy raged, and the surrounding void immediately showed violent fluctuations visible to the naked eye.

This huge bloody channel was constantly trembling and seemed to collapse at any time.

But after an instant, the energy was auctioned to the side, and the giant palm covered with countless bloodshot eyes appeared again, rumbling towards Yin Hao.

"roar!"

Roaring like a beast, Yin Hao's fist blasted out again, and the huge fist shadow formed by the majestic murderous intent met the giant palm at an astonishing speed.

"boom!"

Another loud noise erupted.

The next moment, the third bloodshot giant palm and the third fist shadow with murderous intent appeared again, and they collided violently, with extremely terrifying power.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

In the blink of an eye, the fists had violently impacted six times in succession, and the violent energy was like a raging wave, wave after wave running wildly in this passage. Starting from the fourth time he used the "Demon Killing Fist", Yin Hao

It was already a bit laborious, and after the sixth punch was thrown, his body became much weaker.

"call!"

However, Tang Huan's offensive did not pause at all. After the sixth giant palm collapsed, the bloodshot giant palm condensed and formed again, breaking through the layers of energy blocks, and slapped forward fiercely. This

For a moment, it was as if the giant peak collapsed, the mountains and rivers turned upside down, and the power was terrifying.

"kill--"

Yin Hao screamed loudly and used the "Devil Killing Fist" for the seventh time.

After punching out, Yin Hao was already staggering, but he didn't dare to pause at all. He used his remaining strength and violently retreated backwards. The reason why he chose this moment to distance himself from his opponent was because he knew very well where he was.

Under the continuous offensive, there is no way to escape.

Now, the opponent's "Seven Palms of the Blood God" have been fully deployed, and the power is probably almost exhausted. Even if the opponent still has some remaining power, there will inevitably be a short pause before launching a new offensive.

This just gave him the opportunity to escape.

When encountering this sixteenth-level undead, Yin Hao thought he would definitely win, but he didn't expect that after a fierce battle, not only did he not win, but he was forced to run away... This was a great humiliation for Yin Hao.

But the matter has come to this, no matter how willing he is, he must make a decision.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he also understood that if he continued to hold on, the possibility of being killed by his opponent was as high as 80-90%, and the chance of winning was extremely slim.

With his current record, he has secured the position of the new prince, so why would he want to be killed at this time?

"boom!"

Amidst the deafening roar, the fist struck violently for the seventh time.

This time, the power of Yin Hao's "Demon Spirit Killing Fist" focused on murderous intent was greatly reduced. After a moment, the shadow of the fist shattered, and the huge blood-streaked palm knocked Yin Hao down and stood forward.

somewhere, and then dispersed little by little. The passage trembled crazily, and the strong energy surged like waves.

Yin Hao, who was retreating violently, could not bear the impact of this force, and his body was immediately thrown away, and his speed actually became faster than before. When Yin Hao managed to stabilize his body, he was already several hundred meters away.

Besides, this made him couldn't help but smile a little.

However--

The next moment, Yin Hao's smile froze on his face, uncontrollable panic and despair appeared between his eyebrows, and his two pupils reflected a red color like blood.

"Chi la!"

On the opposite side, a huge blood-red sword light had torn apart the energy that was swirling in the air, and came to him at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye. The unparalleled fluctuations in energy quickly gave rise to a huge sense of oppression.

It made him want to suffocate, and the direction of the blade made him feel as if his whole body was about to be cut in two. The attack was so close that he could smell the smell of death.

"Youyi, stop!"

In horror, Yin Hao couldn't help shouting, "If you kill me, I will fight you to death after we get out!"

The long battle had already consumed a lot of his strength. He had just used the "Devil Killing Fist" seven times in a row, and his strength was almost exhausted. There was no way he could withstand such a fierce attack. If it was a hard attack,

There is no doubt that he will die, and if he threatens him with words to make him feel apprehensive, there may be a glimmer of hope for him.

It's a pity that the sword light didn't lag at all.

"boom!"

Almost as soon as Yin Hao finished speaking, the blood-red sword light fell on him, and the bloody storm enveloped by the sword light instantly engulfed the area around him. He didn't even have half a breath, Yin Hao said.

The tall black figure completely disappeared into thin air.

"laugh!"

Immediately, a blood-red aura rose up from the violent and violent energy, and in an instant, it traveled hundreds of meters through the void and fell into Tang Huan's waist.

Looking at the violently turbulent void ahead, Tang Huan couldn't help but sneer: "After this second round of selection, I am already the prince, what can you do to me?"

The seventeenth-level undead named Yin Hao is indeed very powerful.

If he hadn't consumed a lot of power in the second round of the "Emperor's Spirit Ceremony", Tang Huan might not be able to kill him even if he used the "Seven Palms of the Blood God". Of course, if

It would naturally be much easier for Tang Huan to deal with it in a deserted place rather than in this "divine illusion formation".

While thinking about it, Tang Huan dispersed the blood-red giant sword that had just formed in his hand and closed his eyes slightly.

The "Seven Palms of the Blood God" just now had consumed a lot of his strength. Tang Huan had to absorb the death energy and recover as soon as possible. Otherwise, if he encountered the seventeenth-level undead again, he would have no choice but to run away desperately.

.However, Tang Huan had just calmed down when a voice as loud as a bell sounded:

"Time's up! The second round of selection is over!"

This string of characters seems to contain a shocking power.

Almost as soon as the words fell, Tang Huan fell into a trance. It seemed like a snap of his fingers, and it seemed like several hours passed before he suddenly woke up and looked at it. Not only did the bloody channel disappear, but also the huge bloody round shield above the square.

It has also disappeared without a trace.

The "divine illusion formation" has dispersed!

Tang Huan subconsciously glanced around. Within his sight, there were very few figures still standing, and those guys were just like him, constantly looking left and right.
Chapter completed!